"The avatar was completely annihilated, and the connection with the main body was severed...
Fortunately, I was prepared, having dispersed part of my consciousness into the core, otherwise, even the main body would have been severely damaged."
Mr. Holy Disc looked around, trying to identify his exact location.
But in the Maze Domain, direction and distance are relative concepts, and even the passage of time differs.
"I must find an exit quickly, return to the Surface World..."
He muttered to himself, his voice tinged with urgency: "The plan cannot be interrupted like this..."
It was then that the surrounding space suddenly twisted.
The walls rippled like water waves, the black substance beneath the ground began boiling, emitting a teeth-clenching hissing sound.
A suffocating pressure attacked from all sides, even the air became viscous, as difficult to flow as coagulated blood.
