When this martial art is perford, the moves are no longer just simple power manipulations, but instead carry the imprint of the martial artist’s own will, giving rise to various powerful or mystical abilities...
Lin Yi exerted all his strength to cope, already on the brink of collapse, when suddenly a strange sensation enveloped his entire body.
He felt the air, the light around him, even space itself, becoming thick and bizarre.
An indescribable chill from the depths of his soul seized him instantly.
His scalp tingled, and he cried out involuntarily:
"Impossible, this is ???"
Seven dark fists tore through the air, emitting a ghastly sound like teeth gnawing on bones, the air visibly dimd and muddied, as if doused with a layer of filthy ink!
Lin Yi’s eyes widened, his scalp tingling to the point of splitting, yet he saw the seven fists intertwining, sketching a mass of inky vortex in the air.
The vortex seed both real and illusory, teetering between existence and non-existence, its edges twisting and writhing incessantly!
Lin Yi stared fixedly at the center of that vortex, it seed he saw... saw deep within the vortex, countless mouths of various forms, lined with jagged teeth, opening and closing wildly, biting, chewing.
There were human incisors and molars, the fangs of wild beasts, insect mouthparts... countless mouths layered over each other, like the embodint of a gluttonous hell!
The next mont!
"Ah——!!!"
Lin Yi let out a scream unlike any human sound, the indescribable, terrifying pain from every corner of his body, engulfed all his senses like a tsunami!
His skin felt as though being nibbled by countless fine teeth, his bones seed to be gnawed repeatedly by massive canines!
Even his heart was pierced by sharp teeth, liver bitten, intestines snapped, lungs chewed to bits, all his internal organs being simultaneously devoured by countless mouths.
The pain in an instant even surpassed that of being pinched by Doll Face Captain’s nail clippers!
"Illusion, fake? The martial art stimulated the mind, this is Martial Inference Skill, are you kidding ?"
Lin Yi’s eyes opened wide, desperately suggesting to himself that the feedback from his body was all illusion, absolutely absolutely not to believe, or else.....
Uncontrollably, in Lin Yi’s mind, flashed those nightmare-like mories within the Hidden Sect.
How those once powerful and rational companions, under various strange ntal eroding and illusions tornt, little by little collapsed, twisted, and finally completely fell, transford into grotesque creatures!
"Absolutely absolutely cannot believe it!!!" Lin Yi roared in his heart.
But that pain emanating from his body, the sensation of skin bitten, bones chewed to dust, organs devoured by teeth, truly made it hard not to believe.
If knowing it was an illusion was enough not to believe, there wouldn’t be so many falling into grotesque monsters in the Hidden Sect.
If knowing it was an illusion was enough to resist, the world wouldn’t be full of hidden ntal patients and lunatics.
Just like himself, or rather every White Mask, if they went to the hospital for a ntal evaluation, surely every single one of them would end up confined in a ntal hospital.
In the end, they liked to snack, wasn’t it because they had been too stimulated in the Hidden Sect, their spirit polluted, their inner "god" already broken and riddled, needing to periodically vent madness in the most primitive violent ways, to fill the ever-expanding void of the "god"?
The world is a madhouse, everyone is a patient, and also each other’s dicine.
Patients need to consu each other to alleviate their own condition!
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Ps: The Old Tree also needs a wave of monthly tickets to alleviate his starving and insatiable condition, I beg of you dear readers, please feed so monthly tickets~~~
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