Chapter 235: Chapter 229 Feeling Better

“All right!” the Scholar immediately did as told, reaching into the Howard utility bag behind him. Without any searching, he pulled out the first scroll his hands touched, which was the Enlarge Spell for humans. This was also a 2nd-level spell, with Arcane Runes written in ink mixed with iron filings.

The pale blue aura of the Transformation System’s magic lit up again, instantly flowing into Bruto’s body. In the blink of an eye, the Dwarf’s body rapidly grew taller and larger until he was almost twice the height of Lancelot, with a width more than four times as great.

“How does that feel?” Kalalin asked, smiling at the Dwarf now in Giant form, “Comfortable?”

“For… my… beard!!!!!!” The enormous Dwarf took steps forward again, but he stopped after less than ten feet.

“Moradin!!!!!!!”

Bruto loudly called out to his creator, as if the call itself granted him strength. The Dwarf’s waist suddenly bent forward. The chain was pulled two feet further, and the Giant Skull Demon let out a piercing scream, which then abruptly ceased.

The limits of flesh were finally broken. There came a ‘pop’ sound, like a champagne cork being released, and the Demon’s entire brainstem was pulled out from its massive skull, scattering on the ground like spilt milky oatmeal porridge, leaving white brain matter everywhere.

A terrible blast of mental energy exploded, a phenomenon unique to the death of creatures with powerful psychic abilities. Any creature with a frail will within range would have turned into an idiot from this impact, but fortunately, the Succubus Paladin had activated her Guardian Halo ahead of time, filling everyone’s minds with strong positive emotions, successfully withstanding the psychic storm.

The Dwarf collapsed to the ground, exhausted, his body quickly returning to its original size. His outburst had used up all the magic’s power, causing the spell that would have lasted a little while longer to expire prematurely, but Bruto’s chin-shaven face still showed a relaxed smile. He answered Kalalin,

“Yeah, that feels better now.”

With the death of the Giant Skull Demon, something it had held in its brain was exposed to the surrounding environment once again. The illumination inside the hall quickly disappeared, and darkness enveloped everyone once more, which was the effect of the Eye of Sarizdon, their objective for this venture.

Lancelot had no interest in personally searching through the pile of creamy gelatinous tissue. He pinched another spell, and immediately vines drilled out from the ground around the corpse of the Skull Demon, like several agile tentacles, moving in and out of the mass of flesh, searching for a certain black Bead.

Light surrounded everyone once more as the vines found their target. A large clump of plants squirmed, delivering a tightly wrapped grass ball right in front of Lancelot.

“Your vines are quite handy,” the Elf Priest remarked curiously, watching the scene. Like most Elves, Alamir had a natural affinity for plants, and he was very interested in Lancelot’s easy control over these vines.

“I’ve noticed that as well, perhaps it’s related to the blessing I once received from the Elf High Priest,” Lancelot shrugged, reaching for the Eye of Sarizdon wrapped by the vines, saying to everyone, “So, for this artifact, Bruto lost his prized beard. Does anyone want to see what it looks like?”

“Could it really be such a huge eyeball?” Koula looked at the plant-entangled sphere with some trepidation. “I think we’ve already seen too many eyeballs today…”

“Let’s open it up quickly and take a look.” Kalalin, excited, rubbed his hands together. “The first thing I’ll do when I get back is to write a paper about it. This divine artifact has extremely important implications for the politics, military, and trade of the Abyss. It would be even better if we could see it with our own eyes…”

Lancelot, hearing this, no longer hesitated. With a thought, the vines automatically dispersed, revealing a black sphere. And the surrounding light quickly disappeared, plunging them once again into darkness.

But it wasn’t complete darkness. At such a close distance, everyone realized the bead was emitting a strange black light that allowed them to see normally without relying on dark vision.

Driven by curiosity, Koula reached out and touched the bead. Halflings could be almost recklessly bold at times, and surprisingly, they seemed to always have an inexhaustible supply of good luck, thereby avoiding potential disastrous consequences.

But that wasn’t absolute, otherwise Koula wouldn’t have ended up in an ‘upscale club’ in the Abyss, working as a chef for a Succubus.

“Yikes! This thing is really cold!” Koula quickly withdrew his hand, but then reached out again, this time lingering longer. “It doesn’t seem to have anything special.”

Seeing that there seemed to be no harm, everyone gave the divine artifact a feel, especially a scholar researching the Abyss, who touched the black sphere from top to bottom, making one wonder if he had a special fondness for spherical objects.

Lancelot also reached out his hand, feeling an icy chill as if the artifact was entirely made of metal and had been left outside on a snowy day for a night. Just as the Lords of Withering had claimed, apart from absorbing the surrounding light, the divine artifact appeared to have no other effects.

In their ears, there was no echo of the dark whispers or tempting calls that many legendary tales spoke of, as if it was really just a slightly odd bead.

Subconsciously, Lancelot tried to put a bit of the Abyss’s spiritual energy into the artifact in his hand, and to his surprise, the Eye of Sarizdon immediately responded. His vision blurred, and before him appeared a vast crevasse.

His vision was now at a very mystical angle. He could see clearly not only the overall structure of the crevasse but also the details of any part of it. In fact, he immediately recognized Kai-Oine and Mogrondale City beneath the Skeleton Tower. Clearly, he had inadvertently triggered the artifact’s effect, presenting before his eyes the entire structure of the Great Abyss.

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Lancelot’s gaze swept down from above, and he saw hundreds of portals of various shapes, some surrounded by giant metal fortresses housing vast armies of demons, while others seemed long forgotten, with nothing around them.

It was unfortunate that, apart from the two portals leading to the Realm of A Thousand Eyes and the Well of Darkness, he recognized none of the other portals. He could only quietly take note of their appearance and later find an opportunity to identify each one.

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