While the Players' Forum descended into another round of flame wars, the Watchful Elder, who had just withdrawn his consciousness, flew into a towering rage.
He had discovered that a sudden force was seizing control of the entire Forum System.
And this was not an external force, but one within the system itself.
Before he could even react, he abruptly lost control of his Forum Account.
As though sensing something, the Watchful Elder's body began changing rapidly.
Countless nauseating tendrils of flesh extended from his skin and embedded themselves directly into the fabric of space in the Material World.
Soon, as his body continued to transform,
his appearance changed from that of a normal human into a monster resembling a long, slender worm with tens of thousands of tentacles.
Ordinary observation could not reveal how long this monster truly was. Most of his body lay hidden in unknown space.
The exposed portion might have been only a thousandth, or even a ten-thousandth, of his entire body.
As those tens of thousands of tentacles pierced space, the Watchful Elder seemed to connect himself to the great arteries of the entire world.
Waves of strange pulsations converged on his body from every direction.
A few moments later, the Watchful Elder said coldly, "Mist Sage, you really aren't dead."
"It seems I underestimated your cunning, you old bastard."
"But now that you've lost all your power, you're no threat at all."
"I completely destroyed the only body you had with any power last time. Now, aside from making trouble for me in this system, you can't even affect a speck of dust in the normal Material World."
Having confirmed the Mist Sage's current condition, the Watchful Elder secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
The technologies and secrets the Mist Sage possessed were indeed