Chapter 727 – The Gray Man
Chapter 727 – The Ash Man
“A hung cat?” Whitebeard still didn’t feel scared, he even quickened his pace and continued to walk forward.
But when he came to the next streetlight, he unconsciously slowed down again.
By the time he reached this distance, he finally got a clear look at the cat in front of him that was huge in size and moved strangely.
It wasn’t actually a cat, but the complete fur of one.
This pelt was being draped over a black and gray figure.
The pelt’s limbs were hanging right down to the ground.
It was only because the shadow underneath was also black that Whitebeard didn’t notice his presence when he was at a distance.
“What man?”
Whitebeard continued to move forward, only his footsteps became much more cautious.
He carefully used his mental power to test the black silhouette clad in a cat’s skin on the opposite side.
The latter was exceptionally sensitive, and the moment Whitebeard’s spiritual energy made contact, he jerked his head around.
His face was hidden under a flattened cat face, only vaguely revealing a chin.
The chin was also black, as if one had lived in coal dust for a year.
“A human? No, a grudge spirit?” Although Whitebeard didn’t back away, his heart was a little uneasy.
Just now, his spiritual energy swept over and the first feedback he got was that the other party was a person.
However, his eyes told him that the guy wearing a cat’s skin on the opposite side couldn’t possibly be a person.
Should he believe the feedback from his spiritual power or should he believe his eyes?
Unfortunately, in the world of sorcerers, both of these things, were not always reliable.
The streetlight overhead flickered again.
When the flickering stopped, the world in front of him became even dimmer.
Whitebeard suddenly felt a little cold, as if there were countless mouths blowing at him.
Thinking so, he saw his beard swaying gently in his afterglow.
The sound of his heart beating faster and faster, he tried to calm himself down.
“My spirit is obviously affected, and I’m so emotionally tense right now that I don’t even look like myself.”
Irritated by Whitebeard, the cat-skinned man was still craning his head to look at him, craning his head at an angle that had long since exceeded what an ordinary man’s neck could bear.
Whitebeard was originally supposed to launch an attack on this bizarre humanoid, but the magic power in his body just couldn’t function, as if his brain was still rational, but his body along with his mental body had gone on strike.
He looked up at the crescent moon over the streetlight, as if trying to get his attention away from the cat-skinned man for a moment so he could re-stabilize his mental body.
When he saw the moon in the sky, however, the feeling of awe in his heart grew stronger.
That curved crescent moon had somehow gotten thinner.
And …… the arc is a little strange.
The arc of the crescent moon was a bit flattened, not like the moon, but like a smiling, squinting eye.
“There’s something wrong with the moon too. Could it be that this illusion has two sources?”
“It’s not impossible.” Whitebeard said what was on his mind directly, as if this would release some of his fears, “Hoo…… is worthy of being called the Baidong Academy, even if it’s already deserted, it can still create such a large illusionary realm. Well, in this situation now, there could be more than two sources of illusions as well.”
With the moon overhead and currently out of reach, Whitebeard forced himself to look across at the cat-skinned man again.
“This illusion releases an aura of fear that is uncontrollable.” He scratched at his beard, the tingling sensation clearing his mind a little, but the heartfelt wariness still quickly re-affected his brain.
“There can be no running away,” Whitebeard lifted his feet and continued on, “the more you run away, the more fearful you become. Understand the unknown in order to overcome it.”
Though he walked slowly, this time he didn’t stop.
All the way to the cat-skinned man.
The dark figure on the opposite side didn’t move, just gradually raised its head as Whitebeard approached and just looked at him quietly.
“It’s the danger that hasn’t happened that’s the most frightening.” Whitebeard seemed to have found his courage a little bit.
He suddenly struck out, the hair on the back of his hand suddenly grew long, wrapping around his original arm and forming a spiral cone at his fingertips.
A human hand immediately turned into a huge sharp claw.
Whitebeard’s arm swept through like the wind, and his claws directly grabbed the cat’s fur, trying to tear off this “inferior” disguise.
However, when he grabbed the cat’s skin, the black silhouette on the ground was also grabbed along with it.
The cat’s skin seemed to be stuck to the silhouette!
“Meow ！！！！” Whitebeard’s actions finally angered a quiet cat-skinned man, who flailed his arms and let out a shrill cat cry from his mouth.
That movement, that sound, it was like a cat that was truly enraged.
As the cat purred, the streetlights overhead dimmed even more.
Almost as if they were silent.
Whitebeard’s heart trembled, but his hand didn’t dare to stop, and his other hand, wrapped into a sharp claw, ferociously took a dig at the black shadow man under the cat’s skin.
The black sharp claws felt a slight resistance, but still pierced into the other party’s body.
And then ruthlessly close five fingers, white beard heard a slight “bang”.
The feeling in his hand was as if he had scratched a sandbag.
And the scene in front of him further confirmed the white beard’s guess.
The cat-skinned man who had almost emptied his chest and stomach by his grasp shuddered violently, then hung his head powerlessly.
It was as if it had really been killed.
But soon, the black figure deflated like a hollowed out sandbag.
In the end, even the human skin turned into black powder, leaving only an equal-sized cat skin that was still grasped by Whitebeard.
“Hmph! Blindfolding technique, mesmerizing technique.” Whitebeard who had successfully killed the cat-skinned man felt much more comfortable in his heart, and even had a sense of emptiness that he had just broken free from his fear.
The streetlights were even dimmer.
“There’s also something wrong with this streetlight, is the mesmerizing technique that made me fearful coming from here?”
Whitebeard raised his head, but the streetlight above his head didn’t change strangely like the moon, as if the streetlight really was simply dimming.
When he was about to withdraw his gaze and move on, his movements suddenly stiffened.
Next to the streetlight, or rather, in a place other than the streetlight, there were actually black and gray silhouettes standing densely.
These black and gray silhouettes had no facial features and appeared to be taller than the streetlights.
They were just stooped over, standing beyond the extremely dim, conical circle of light formed by the lights, silently gazing at Whitebeard.
Just like the cat-skinned man.
“Well!!!” Whitebeard just stared at these eyeless figures for a second, and immediately got a splitting headache, so heavy that it felt like twenty lead weights had been shoved into it, and squatted down directly with his head in his hands.
The cat skin that was originally held in his hand also fell softly to the ground.
Accompanying the headache was a strong sense of fear.
Even though Whitebeard lowered his head and closed his eyes, he could still feel countless gazes falling on him.
He gasped for air.
Fear was like ants, traveling down the pores of his skin and into his flesh and blood.
“Heh heh ……” In such a difficult moment, Whitebeard actually laughed out loud, “Worthy of being the …… Inverted Tree, if you let you evolve completely. Will definitely become comparable to the existence of the third order, right.”
White beard hold the head of the hands slowly moved down, came to the cheeks of the dense beard.
Fingers into the beard, slowly grip, grasp the large white long beard.
Then ……
ripped it forcefully to the sides.
“Zira – zira -“
A numbing sound of skin and flesh separating rang out.
Under the skin of Whitebeard’s cracked chin, another highly decomposed face was revealed.
“As expected, mental power battles still require mental power to resist.”
Obviously already huffing in pain, the corners of Whitebeard’s mouth continued to rise.
“This is the scar left to me by the elves.”
“I’d like to see if the contamination left by the elves is stronger, or if the spiritual contamination of you gray people manipulated by the Inverted Tree is more terrifying!”
“Tear–“
(End of chapter)