"See you at Miskatonic..."
Han Dong bowed deeply in the direction Pop had left.
As he completed the gesture,
the last trace of Han Dong's strength was completely exhausted, and his consciousness sank into slumber.
His seemingly normal body collapsed downward like rotten mud...
The mad laughter had merely forcibly awakened his consciousness. Both his body and mind had long since reached their limits.
Though he appeared to have returned to human form, even his bones were actually granular. Han Dong had merely gritted his teeth and held on, hoping to see Pop off in perfect form.
In truth, his body had never fully formed into a whole.
The pressure from this battle had been unprecedented.
Even Though everything had proceeded according to the Sandbox Simulation,
he had not expected Pop to still have a card up his sleeve at the very end—and a rather fatal one at that... To be honest, when Han Dong saw the left hand hidden behind Pop's back, every nerve in him had tightened.
Fortunately, the final outcome was the best one Han Dong could have hoped for.
As his mud-like body fell, it was immediately wrapped tightly in a mass of white fluid.
Mr. M personally intervened, providing Han Dong with bodily reconstruction and stabilizing his consciousness.
Rest for a while, Nicholas... You did very well.
Even words conveyed directly into his consciousness carried a "molding" effect.
On the other side.
Pop, who had withdrawn after forfeiting, no longer had even a trace of energy left to return to the viewing platform.
Noticing this, Hyde Darius immediately wrapped Pop's body in Seawater and brought him back to his seat on the viewing platform.
With the energy replenishment provided by Hyde,
and the harmonization provided by the Sixth Finger from Demps,
Pop recovered to a