Chapter 144: The Hand Reaching In Through The Window
As everyone was passing on information, Colin suddenly felt a profound exhaustion and emptiness envelop him. An indescribable sensation… Weakness, frailty, fatigue… with no chance for rest.
He sat on the bed, his eyelids struggling for a moment before he lost all strength and collapsed onto the mattress. In an instant, he nearly lost all rationality. Lying on the bed, his face slightly contorted, his expression revealed an inexpressible weariness. There was no pain, only an overwhelming fatigue…
It stemmed from his soul, from his psyche…
So tired…
So uncomfortable…
Colin’s body twitched from time to time. He never imagined that exhaustion could torment a person’s mind so severely; it even exceeded ordinary pain. It felt as if he’d been on a non-stop mission for an entire year, with all the weariness exploding at once, every muscle fiber worn down, engraved into his bones and soul, making it hard to cope.
In the room, only the occasional sound of breathing proved that he was still alive. Meanwhile, outside, almost at the moment Colin sank into a “withered” state, the glowing “sun” high in the vaulted ceiling suddenly appeared to shatter like a broken mirror, revealing countless cracks and dropping numerous shimmering fragments.
Then the light began to fade rapidly. As the cracks multiplied, the “sun” that illuminated the entire island continued to disintegrate, and all the debris dissolved like snowflakes before it even hit the ground. In an extremely short time after the cracks appeared, the light vanished completely.
The entire island world was once again plunged into darkness, and a mysterious gray mist covered everything, returning the world to silence and tranquility. At the same time, in the tranquil third-tier territory, only Colin’s figure occasionally twisted on the bed. Aside from him, there was no one else here.