Wizard: Unlimited Profession Slots-Chapter 779 - 354: Abyssal Proxy
Chai Ye saw his boss step forward and wisely stepped back.
He never intended to kill his colleagues with these simple means, he just needed a fight to vent the accumulated violence within.
The form of Chai Ye’s existence dictates that he must resort to violence and gore to maintain his sanity.
If he doesn’t engage in intense battles for a long time, his consciousness will gradually be devoured by the Chaos of the Abyss, ultimately transforming into a beast that knows only slaughter.
"Hahaha... exhilarating!"
Chai Ye laughed heartily and sat back on his throne, completely ignoring the wounds on his body that were still bleeding.
These injuries were healing at a visibly rapid pace, the broken dragon head re-growing, and the torn wings reconsolidating.
In just a few blinks of an eye, he was restored completely, even appearing stronger and more majestic than before the battle.
The recovery speed of the other Supreme Apostles wasn’t slow either.
As beings close to the level of the Witch King, this degree of injury, while painful, was far from fatal.
But the psychological trauma was not as easily healed.
The anger and resentment from being publicly humiliated by Chai Ye gnawed at their pride like a venomous snake.
Especially for Malaky, the flames in his seven heads burned more fiercely, as if it wanted to incinerate his entire soul to ashes.
"Can we calmly discuss business now?"
Maggs’ tone regained its dignity, the nine-eyed mask shimmering eerily in the darkness:
"Regarding Cassandra’s plan for interdimensional conquest, and how we can get a share of it."
At the mention of this topic, all the Supreme Apostles’ expressions became complicated.
Desire, jealousy, anger, helplessness... Various emotions alternated on their twisted faces.
"In the end, we’re still too weak."
Sulak, who had just restored his form, said bitterly:
"Clearly possessing the power to destroy planets, yet unable to linger long in the forefront layers of the Abyss. This kind of limitation... is simply the greatest irony for us."
This is the fundamental paradox facing the Abyss Awakened:
The stronger the Abyssal Power gained, the deeper the dependency on the Abyssal atmosphere;
The deeper the dependency, the more severe the constraints.
Ordinary Abyss Awakened can still operate in the Main World, but at Apostle Level, they’re mostly permanently trapped in the Abyss;
And Supreme Apostles can’t even stay long in the shallow regions of the Abyss, forced to operate in the depths below the sixth layer of the Abyss.
This limitation isn’t just physical, but also rule-based.
Once far from the core region of the Abyss, their power declines rapidly, possibly causing them to fall into a dormant state due to insufficient energy.
"Walking this path, power is indeed gained, but freedom is utterly lost."
Veladra’s voice was filled with profound regret:
"We’re like beasts caged, forced to watch the outside world hopelessly, unable to reach it."
"What’s the use of saying this now?" Bradish roared angrily:
"We’ve reached the point of no return! All we can do is find a way to break through these constraints!"
"Breakthrough?" Chai Ye sneered with laughter:
"You think no one has tried? ... You all know what happened to them."
All those predecessors who tried to break the constraints of the Abyss fell into eternal slumber.
Their consciousness completely devoured by the Abyss, losing even basic thinking capabilities, becoming true walking corpses.
"But there is still some way." Maggs’ words focused the attention of all Apostles:
"If we can’t personally leave the Abyss, let others act for us. Gain external resources and intelligence through agents."
"Agents?" Mira nodded thoughtfully:
"You mean targets like Ron Ralph? But wasn’t the last plan a failure?"
Mentioning this name, several Supreme Apostles began ridiculing Maggs’ previous failure:
"Haha, remember the plan with the Chaotic Spirit Monster? A seemingly flawless trap, easily undone by that kid."
"And the Throne Seed that took so much effort to craft, never even touched anyone."
"Maggs’ ’perfect plan’ truly left a lasting impression."
Facing these taunts, Maggs could only admit defeat:
"Indeed, Ron Ralph’s caution exceeded my expectations, the kid shrank into his shell after reaching the Observation Station, making it truly difficult to deal with him."
"Speaking of agents..."
The eyes within Nas’ nebulous body began spinning uneasily, his voice full of apparent frustration:
"How many times have we tried? ’Shadow Walkers’ of the Second Era, ’Children of Chaos’ in the Third Era..."
He paused briefly, the starlight inside dimming:
"Initially, they all showed great promise, possessing normal sanity, strong talent, even gaining certain status within the Wizard System. But ultimately..."
"Ended up totally insane!"
Malaky rudely interrupted Nas, several heads showing disdainful expressions simultaneously:
"Either exposed at the crucial moment and got eliminated, or lost control, becoming monsters that know only slaughter.
I remember that ’Child of Chaos’, finally managed to infiltrate the upper echelons of the School Alliance.
On one scholarly meeting, suddenly going mad, tore half the conference hall’s wizards to shreds."
"After that incident, wizards’ vigilance against Abyssal infiltration increased tenfold."
