Roger felt his brain was in chaos; he seemed unable to feel his body, nor could he discern any specific direction.
Suddenly, the scene before his eyes drastically changed. He saw Abraham's body ripped in half, the sinister ritual forcibly terminated. Amidst the assault of seawater and energy, the entire Cursed Land became precarious.
"I can't accept this!"
"Just one last step!"
Abraham's mutilated body emitted a faint glow; he seemed to be making a final effort, "Just a bit more, just a little more and I could have completely assimilated this body, making it eternally mine!"
Boom!
The energy of the ritual exploded violently, and at that moment, the entire Cursed Land could collapse at any time under the impact of the frenzied energy.
Abraham's soul, body, and the beginning of the Cursed Land's fragmentation merged into one.
Hiss!
A portion of the Cursed Land broke away from the main body, leaving behind only a small part still connected to the original.