Chapter 345. Tidal Waves
After removing the restriction, Tyler wasted no time. He quickly picked up the collar and began tinkering with it. His fingers moved with practiced precision, adjusting the intricate mechanisms while analyzing the runes and suppressions embedded in the device.
At the same time, with his power no longer suppressed, his injury on his leg healed rapidly, the wound sealing itself as if it had never existed.
After several minutes of meticulous modifications, Tyler carefully placed the collar back around his neck. The moment it locked into place, it glowed faintly before dimming, appearing identical to its previous, unaltered state.
But now, there was a crucial difference—Tyler had control.
Through a small modification, he had ensured that his divine sense could deactivate the restriction at will, granting him the ability to use his powers without alerting anyone.
This was a necessary precaution. If he simply shattered the collar or used his full strength, the Abyss Hunters would immediately detect the energy fluctuations. By keeping the collar intact and suppressing his aura manually, he could blend in while biding his time.
"Now, let’s get back to work..." Tyler muttered, gripping his pickaxe.
For now, he had to play along.
Tyler resumed mining alongside the other captives. He kept his movements steady, neither too fast nor too slow, ensuring he didn’t attract attention.
The work was grueling. Mining deep within an underground cavern the size of a mountain, he followed the same routine as the others—digging, collecting ores, and transporting them to a massive pit where everything was dumped.
His keen senses picked up subtle details as he worked: