Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 507 Cooperation
"This thing can't be eaten..."

Milo had only spoken half a sentence when his eyes suddenly widened.

Because the floating abyss rift had indeed been gnawed away by the Wendigo.

"Is this okay?"

Just eat it raw.

Even with Milo's enormous brain capacity, he couldn't understand the principle behind what was happening before his eyes.

He could only conclude that the Wendigo was the Ancient One destined to deal with the Abyss.

It roams through countless abyssal worlds, playing the role of a destroyer, and now it seems that it is entirely to prevent the chaos of the abyss from eroding the real world.

However, Milo's first attempt at "outsourcing" went wrong...

...

"What an adorable little thing."

Daisy carefully reached out and ruffled Wendigo's furry head.

The latter showed absolutely no intention of resisting, focusing solely on devouring the abyss.

Milo clicked his tongue in amazement: "I've only ever heard of the abyss devouring everything, this is the first time I've ever seen the abyss being swallowed..."

“It can understand a part of the chaotic rules, things that I can’t see clearly, are imprinted deep in its soul…” Daisy placed her left hand on Wendigo’s skull, as if she were touching countless hideous wounds, a soul riddled with holes, crushed into pieces and then pieced back together, a sight so horrifying that only the Eye of the Spirit could witness it.

Daisy gasped slightly, her voice trembling slightly:
"It's covered in scars...like...like a wooden stake that's been chiseled countless times, covered in barbs..."

That incredibly real, bone-deep pain seemed to be directly conveyed to Daisy through the Eye of Thinking, indirectly touching upon the fear of the abyss.

Even at the moment she touched Wendigo's head, Daisy suddenly felt a sharp pain in her palm. She instinctively pulled her hand back and found a scratch on her palm, as if she had accidentally touched some kind of sharp and terrifying weapon.

Daisy's Eye of Contemplation is a higher level than Spirit Vision. The dimensions she can reach are beyond the comprehension of lower-level beings, and even some Milos cannot touch her.

He looked at Wendigo, who was desperately stuffing the Abyss Rift into his mouth, with a complicated expression.

Because it is quite obvious that the rift did not disappear because it was devoured; it merely moved from the Grand Cathedral to the Wendigo's body. It simply changed its location, and the rules it carried still exerted an influence on this world—the order of the faith worm.

Meanwhile, Daisy, who was able to "see" more, still endured the pain of having her hand stabbed and placed it back on Wendigo's head.

As you can see, the Wendigo was having a very difficult time devouring the Abyss Rift. Its face showed a look of great pain, and its purplish-red pupils were almost turning scarlet, as if they were about to bleed.

Daisy's touch alleviated its terrible pain to some extent.

It turned its eyes to look at the thin, blind human girl beside it, and a very human expression of gratitude appeared in its eyes.

New tiny wounds kept appearing on Daisy's delicate hands, and blood gradually covered her entire palm, but this time she did not move her hands away from Wendigo's body even an inch.

She said to Milo:

"Its familiarity with the chaotic order comes from the countless wounds on its soul... It was 'transformed' into a life form capable of coexisting with chaos, but even with all its might, it can only coexist. Therefore, this abyssal rift cannot be digested within its body, nor can it remain there for too long."

"Does that mean we still need to find a place to gull its throat?"

Milo didn't even need to brainstorm; the answer to the question popped into his head in an instant, almost in less than a second. "As long as the Abyssal Rift exists in the real world, its rules of order will be enforced and continue to spread, right? So no matter where you hide it, it will eventually flood the whole world... I really miss that country that was criticized by the white pigs as having no faith."

"So?" Dillash stood by and listened to Milo and Daisy's conversation the whole time.

Fortunately, he was not a psychic but a special form of being; otherwise, no matter how strong his sanity was, he would have died on the spot.

“There are only three known worlds: the Abyss Chaos, the World of Lucidity, and the Dream Realm,” Milo shrugged.

“The Dreamland…is that…the world where those medieval knights lived?” Dirasha suddenly realized, and a playful smile immediately appeared on his face, based on his understanding of Milo.

“Perhaps I can think of a better way.” Daisy was well aware of Milo’s plans. She could “see” much more than Milo and Dillash, and naturally had more concerns.

Of course, she also understood why Milo insisted on targeting the Dreamland, or more precisely, the Golden Law Temple within the Dreamland.

...

“Brother, your…your guidance on the witch’s fate is not necessarily the will of the Golden Tree.”

Daisy clearly knew about the Scarlet Witch's existence and everything that had happened to her.

But as soon as she finished speaking, she "saw" Milo's completely unwavering resolve, so she decided not to waste any more words on the topic and instead said with a serious expression:

"Hmm, let me think about how to find the Temple of the Golden Law."

Daisy's meaning was clear: no matter where her brother was planning to mess things up, she would stand by his side.

Dillah Shaw chimed in from the side:

"Then I'll seal off the Grand Cathedral first. It's best to prevent the insects from spreading out of here."

……

The division of labor within the church duo was quite clear and highly efficient.

Wendigo, needless to say, was frantically stuffing the Abyssal Rift into his mouth.

It seems that Milo is the most relaxed person in the whole room.

...

Soon after.

The group returned to Daisy's old territory, the Star Clock Tower.

As always, Dillah took on all the dirty and hard work, including cleaning up Isabel's body at the door.

After Wendigo swallowed the Abyssal Rift, it fell asleep like a dead pig and wouldn't wake up no matter how much you tried to wake it. Milo left it on a stone platform in the center of the Clock Tower Hall.

Daisy, on the other hand, sat alone amidst a vast collection of books on the clock tower's archive floor and began her own intensive research.

Milo sat listlessly on the railing of the corridor. The incessant baby crying in his head seemed to have become clearer and louder after the abyss rift invaded. Before, Milo could gradually get used to and ignore the piercing cry as he became numb to it, but now he felt as if there was a baby holding a crying baby right next to his ear. The noise almost drowned out all other real sounds he could hear.

(End of this chapter)