Saul was suddenly attacked by a purple-black fleshy tendril, but for him, it finally ended the boring journey.

“Competing with me in tentacles?” Saul didn’t even move. Little Algae suddenly burst out from behind his neck, split into ten in mid-air, and quickly burrowed into the earth around Saul’s body.

Saul felt the fleshy tendril entangling him immediately release his leg and flee downward.

Saul pressed his hands on the ground, exerted slight force, and pulled his leg out.

Looking at the continuously collapsing large hole in the ground, he stepped back two paces and waited for Little Algae to return.

A few breaths later, the sandy soil beneath his feet began trembling. Rumbling sounds caused the surrounding ground to start shaking.

Little Algae tensed, then pulled, slowly extracting something from underground.

The gnarled vine network caught a huge clod of earth, emerging bit by bit from underground. Gray-black dust fell rustling from the clod, forming waterfalls of sandy soil.

Large amounts of dust flew into the sky, reducing visibility to less than a meter.

Saul held his breath, squinted his eyes, and waited for the big monster in the soil to take shape.

Finally, after Little Algae shook off most of the mud, within those crisscrossing black vines appeared a massive beast three meters long.

This beast had an enormous mouth with relatively thin body and limbs. It looked as if only its mouth could still eat, while other limbs had nearly degenerated.

The purple-red fleshy tendril that had entangled Saul’s right leg was its tongue.

After being pulled from the ground by Little Algae, it immediately extended its most powerful weapon—its tongue—desperately tearing at Little Algae’s vines.

But the current Little Algae was beyond what ordinary beasts could contend with.

Seeing one tongue couldn’t break free from Little Algae’s restraints, the unknown beast’s mouth actually sprouted four more tongues.

Five tongues wrapped around different vines, pulling in different directions, seemingly wanting to use brute force to break free from Little Algae.

But its resistance still failed.

“Alright, Little Algae, release it first.”

Little Algae, which had been tangled like a ball of yarn, immediately withdrew nimbly. The massive beast immediately fell to the ground, stirring up another cloud of dust.

As soon as the beast landed, it tried to burrow into the soil. Saul grabbed its tail, performed an over-the-shoulder throw, and tossed it backward.

Taking advantage of the creature being on its back, Saul jumped directly onto its white belly, using one foot to firmly step on the beast’s huge mouth, preventing it from opening to attack him.

He had already seen that this beast usually relied on vibrations to hunt, hiding beneath sandy soil. Except for its mouth, all other limbs were short and weak.

Even its ability to dig holes for ambushes relied on its mouth and the tough, flexible tongues inside.

Just as Saul was preparing to examine this beast, his mental power attached to the compass sent back a sensation—the Chaos Realm Compass had finished cooling down.

Saul looked down to estimate the time. It should be less than a day, approximately between 20 to 22 hours.

The beast beneath his feet took advantage of Saul’s inattention, using its small limbs to continuously pat the soil.

The rhythm seemed purposeful.

“Could it be calling for help from companions? But this type of creature’s group movement speed probably wouldn’t be very fast, right?”

Saul thought for a moment and decided not to wait for a second beast to appear. He directly activated the Chaos Realm Compass and returned to the wizard main world.

Saul looked up and saw the distant mushroom forest and the wizard tower sitting in misty white fog.

“Not bad, nothing went wrong. Successfully returned.”

Saul lifted his foot. The long-tongued big-mouthed monster that had ambushed him also came back with him.

Only now it wasn’t moving. Upon closer inspection, he found it was completely dead.

Saul’s mental power swept over it and discovered many active elemental particles had appeared inside the monster’s body.

“That makes sense. Just like water pressure underwater, places with vastly different elemental particle concentrations also have elemental pressure. I felt so uncomfortable entering the Chaos Realm with no active elements. It went from having no active elements to suddenly entering the Borderland filled with numerous elemental particles—it was like suddenly going from sea level to the deep sea, directly crushed to death by pressure.”

Little Algae ran out again, passed through the beast’s mouth, looped several times around its huge head, and suspended the beast in mid-air.

It looked like Saul had just returned from hunting.

On Rhine Lake, a massive figure walked across the ice. The Steward Hope was the first to emerge from the wizard tower, looking up at the huge beast with his mouth slightly agape.

“Welcome back, Tower Master. However, I didn’t know you had gone out hunting.”

Saul struggled to move the beast from the stairwell to underground level 1. He had just cleared an experimental table and placed the beast on it when he saw several consciousness bodies and the Old Witch curiously running over.

Though Camus didn’t speak, her eyes also looked toward the newly appeared monster.

“Where did you hunt this beast? I can see there are no magical power fluctuations in its body, but it looks so strange. I’ve never seen anything like it.” The Old Witch approached and poked the beast’s head with her finger.

“Hunted from a place you’ve never been. But it is indeed somewhat special, so I’ll study it later.”

Saul skillfully dissected the beast, examining its body structure.

“There’s a high proportion of cartilage in the body,” Agu assisted from the side. “It seems to rarely use its body for hunting.”

“Mm,” Saul examined the blood and meat quality, answering casually, “Lying flat for too long.”

Then he began dissecting the beast’s head.

The bones were hard, and the skull was somewhat similar to a snake’s, capable of swallowing prey larger than its head.

As he continued dismantling, Saul suddenly grasped the beast’s five dark purple tongues and slowly pulled them outward along the throat.

This beast’s tongue roots weren’t in the oral cavity but in the esophagus, connected by a grape-shaped tumor.

When Saul tried to cut off the tumor with a small knife, he was shocked to discover the tumor’s interior was actually moving.

He added a protective layer to the experimental table, then began cutting the tumor. However, the sharp knife couldn’t leave even a small wound on this tumor.

Saul tried two other, sharper tools, but still couldn’t cut open the tumor.

The Old Witch extended a finger, the tip instantly transforming into a blade. “Need my help?”

But Saul shook his head. “It’s not a tool problem.”

He snapped his fingers, and a black blade fragment appeared at his fingertip.

As his finger lightly traced, the previously uncuttable tumor was easily split open like cheese, revealing a tofu-like texture inside.

Saul took out a stirring rod, stirred inside, then held it before his eyes.

“The substances inside seem not to have completely deactivated.” Saul wiped the substance from the stirring rod into a test tube and handed it to Agu. “Test the basic properties, and also, be careful to seal it—don’t let the substances inside leak to the outside world.”

Agu naturally knew where Saul had brought this beast from. He said nothing, only nodded cautiously.

“Do you suspect this beast is poisonous?” the Old Witch asked from the side.

Saul said, “This tumor could become the last organ to deactivate on the beast’s body—it must have some special characteristics. Being careful never hurts.”

Hearing this, the Old Witch looked at the tumor on the beast with much more enthusiasm.

Seeing this, Saul immediately instructed Agu, “Destroy the samples immediately after testing.”

The Old Witch rolled her eyes.

Then Saul looked at the stirring rod in his hand, which still had residue, and found there seemed to be some black particles on it.

He extracted these particles and found they crumbled at the touch, turning into even finer powder.

This scene seemed very familiar.

Saul immediately took out two small bottles from his body.

Both bottles contained black powder—one more, one less.

These two bottles contained sandy soil and airborne particles from the Chaos Realm, respectively.

Saul used available tools to simply test the three types of powder and found their physical manifestations were remarkably consistent.

“Could this organ on the beast be used to filter black dust particles entering the body?”

Suddenly, Saul’s contemplation was interrupted by Camus.

She stared wide-eyed at the petri dish on Saul’s table. “How could there be dormant pollution source bodies on that beast?”

“What?” Saul and the others were shocked by the information in Camus’s words and turned around simultaneously.

Camus pressed her lips together, her expression rarely showing some struggle. “You can check the pollution sources you sealed with tentacles. If sealed for long enough, pollution sources will enter dormant states. Then their form should be consistent with the black powder in your hand.”

Saul: “…Damn!”

(End of Chapter)

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