Chapter 364: Chapter 292: Spirits (3) (4400 words)_3
The strange person sat with their head bowed as if in deep sleep, unclothed, their skin dry and emaciated as if they were nothing but skin and bones, without a single hair on their body. The skin gathered in unsightly folds.
Yan Junze took a closer look and noticed that his skin was a sickly yellow, faintly emitting a strange red hue.
The creature was seated at one end of the long table, its slender hands placed neatly on the surface, all five fingers stretched out, the nails grotesquely long. He sat motionless, sleeping soundly as if oblivious to the feast laid out before him.
Even though the skeleton-like being seed to be sleeping with its head down, Yan Junze observed that it had no eyes on its face, not even sockets where eyes should be, just a smooth expanse; no nose bridge either, just two slightly nauseating nostrils.
At this mont, Yan Junze was certain he was within an illusory scene conjured by so creature’s imagination.
The seemingly sleeping figure before him was actually a boss-level monster, cursed by a True God to never sleep soundly.
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Its quiet state, as if asleep, was actually a trap, waiting for soone to enter the room, approach the table, and then feast unreservedly on the food.
The mont soone consud this food would be the mont to “awaken” the skeletal strangeness.
According to the plot setup, anyone who ca near the table, lured by the delicacies, would instinctively choose their favorite food to gorge on.
But standing before the table now, Yan Junze felt absolutely no desire for the food, his heart devoid of the slightest urge to taste it.
This showed that while a creature could manifest its imagination, to fully stimulate the desires of the target was a difficult feat indeed.
Yet, just then, Yan Junze saw a little girl walk into the room. With her brown hair and plain features, she was imdiately drawn to the feast on the table as she entered.
She didn’t see the skeletal creature seated at one end of the table; she hurried to the table, picked her favorite purple grape, popped it into her mouth, and juice dribbled down her chin as a look of imnse satisfaction spread across her face.
Yan Junze imdiately looked toward the seemingly sleeping skeleton creature, and saw its shoulders twitch slightly, followed by a chanical lifting of its head, making a creaking noise as if its neck were rusted.
Indeed, it had only nostrils and a lipless mouth on its face.
The mont terrified the little girl, who turned in shock to look at the monster.
The skeletal strangeness twisted its neck, raised its hands slowly from the table, clenched its fists, and then placed the backs of its hands where the eyes on its face would be. Imdiately after, it spread its fingers wide.
In the palms of both hands, round eyeballs appeared, blinking, peering around.
With its hands pressed against its face acting as eye sockets, the creature twisted its head to observe both the little girl and Yan Junze.
After witnessing this, the girl turned and ran towards Yan Junze, shouting sothing in the language of the USA, which amounted to “Brother, save ” or sothing similar.
But what greeted her was Yan Junze’s club.
The next second, the club struck the girl’s face, knocking her back, as the skeletal strangeness behind caught up, grabbing the screaming girl, and with its gaping, lipless mouth, bit near her neck on the shoulder.
A crisp sound of bones breaking echoed; Yan Junze had no ti to watch as he imdiately turned and started walking back the way he ca.
After a few steps, he seed to rember sothing and suddenly returned, heading toward the skeletal creature that was biting the girl.
Of course, he wasn’t there to save the girl. This was an illusionary manifestation, devoid of real humans, so there was no point in playing the fool or deceiving oneself.
Yan Junze simply had an idea he wanted to test. Stopping about one ter in front of the skeletal creature, he called up the Spaceti Atlas from his mind, and with a single thought, he activated it.
Evil Spirit Solid Lock!
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