Revised: Chapter 13 Fang Zhou and Wen Xiaoshu

The sky of Suyuan Mountain ruptured.

Dark cracks spread like webs, shredding the entire sky into fragmented puzzles. The moon was dyed a blood-red color, hanging in the center of the fissure, like a bloodshot eye, coldly watching the world about to collapse.

The mountain was undergoing a high-dimensional transformation—rocks twisted into non-Euclidean geometric shapes, the branches of trees writhed like tentacles, and the mist congealed into a translucent membrane, covering all surfaces, as if the entire world was being "digested" by some higher-dimensional entity.

Klein Faust stood at the mountain's peak, watching the sky's mutation, a cold smile creeping onto his lips.

"The director… is finally arriving."

A figure in a crimson protective suit stood next to him, their voice distorted with electronic static through the gas mask: "Once Pandora's Eye is restored, this world will be entirely assimilated with the Abyss."

Klein didn't answer.

He didn't need to.