Chapter 168: Frenzied Melee (Part 2)
After reading the analysis, Liu Sheng didn't feel relieved; instead, her heart was gripped with anxiety.
So these things on her back were disaster-level weird objects?
“Isn’t this just me and a disaster weird object back-to-back?” The World even had the mood to crack a joke.
“Thanks, very funny.” Liu Sheng was on the verge of going crazy and sneered a few times in her mind.
“No need for cold jokes, quickly think of a solution.”
“Your current solution is good; you can get through this wave.”
“But what about the next wave? Do we still have to play ‘hide-and-seek’ with it?”
“Next wave, you probably won’t have a chance to participate.”
“Because of the rewind?”
“Yes, back to where you came from.”
Saying this, The World even sounded a bit regretful.
“What a pity, this weird object has already been purified. Even if it’s reverse-purified now, the high dimension Qi is hard to find.”
“Reverse purification? Isn’t that already a forbidden technique?” Liu Sheng felt a bit unfamiliar hearing this ancient term.
“Although it’s a forbidden technique, since it existed, there’s a chance to learn it.”
“In the high dimension, this has never been a forbidden technique,” The World added.
Liu Sheng thought about the information contained in that sentence, using it to distract herself from the sensation of the eye-like tendrils spreading like mycelium inside her body and the eyeballs invading her skin.
For these eyes, the trigger mechanism was “seeing.”
Therefore, even though they had touched Liu Sheng and Wen Weilan’s skin and even burrowed deeper, this contact did not constitute “seeing.”
Although this sensation was extremely painful and uncomfortable, as long as they maintained their mental value and endured it consciously, they could survive.
However, they didn’t know how long this state would last, feeling as if they were trapped in an inescapable nightmare, already at the edge of their endurance.
Eyeballs, one after another, squeezed through Liu Sheng and Wen Weilan’s bodies, even spreading to the ceiling, walls, and floor, unfurling themselves onto the Xuan paper.
She didn't know whether to be grateful or not, but Liu Sheng could finally see them clearly now.
Those eyeballs were very vivid, rolling moistly, their pupils constantly dilating and contracting.
Countless gazes intertwined with them, like countless fine needles piercing deep into their Souls, seemingly seeing through all their disguises.
Even more terrifying, their skin was also covered with these visual organs. If anyone could see them, they would only see two humanoid weird objects covered in eyeballs.
Just one glance was enough to make one’s mind collapse and erode their Soul.
Suddenly, a low whimper came from one end of the corridor, breaking the strange silence.
Thousands of eyeballs trembled, their black irises all turning towards the source of the sound. From Liu Sheng’s perspective, all she saw were bloodshot whites of eyes.
Then came the sound of something crawling on the ground, stiffly and slowly dragging its body bit by bit, accompanied by the creaking of the floorboards.
As the sound of some creature slowly crawling on the floor became clearer, the dim yellow lights in the corridor began to flicker, as if some invisible force was interfering with the space.
Wen Weilan sensed that this was a familiar presence, but she couldn't tell Liu Sheng for now. She could only tightly grip Liu Sheng’s hand as a reminder.
Little Tentacle told Liu Sheng that this was an extremely powerful weird object, second only to these eyeballs.
Now all the eyeballs were observing the newcomer; this was an opportunity.
Finally, in the flickering light and shadow, those ubiquitous eyeballs made up their minds, like a disturbed school of fish in the ocean, and with a moist rustling sound, they rolled across all surfaces towards the newcomer.
When the last eyeball moved away from Liu Sheng and Wen Weilan, Liu Sheng squeezed Wen Weilan’s hand; it was time.
Liu Sheng, with the help of Little Tentacle, could see that the other side of the corridor had been completely swallowed by the surging eyeballs.
In the wave of eyeballs, a bizarre woman with disheveled hair, only revealing pale skin and black, hollow eye sockets, was vaguely visible crawling on the ground.
More and more eyeballs covered her, burrowing into her. A foreign eyeball even appeared in her dark eye socket, casting a cunning gaze, and then another eyeball pushed the former, squeezing it out of the eye socket, rolling onto the ground…
The intermittent whimpering suddenly intensified, turning into a sharp shriek, but the eyeballs, like a flood, submerged her. Her struggling figure was gradually covered by the eyeballs until it completely disappeared, finally transforming into new eyeballs, one after another…
Afterward, the scene before Liu Sheng and Wen Weilan changed.
...
Wen Weilan appeared in a private room, Liu Sheng no longer by her side.
The thoroughly damaged walls and floor, a few overturned tables and chairs, and a balcony opening towards the building’s interior—it was still a familiar sight.
And familiar teammates.
“Is everyone alright?” Chen Shanyuan panted, clutching the completely perforated wound on his waist and abdomen, softly kneeling on the ground.
Yu Jinling quickly rushed over to help him press the wound, taking out wound medicine and bandages to dress it.
However, her own situation was not optimistic; a large patch of skin was missing from her head, which she could only cover with bandages.
Lu Junan stood blankly. Although he also had many wounds, blood staining his robe,
this was not the main reason for his current daze. He looked in Miss Wen’s direction, lost in thought.
“Thankfully, you returned safely.” Kuang Bowen, who had even lost his crutch, lay on the ground, saying to Miss Wen with gratitude and worry.
Then he widened his eyes, “Wait, your face.”
Miss Wen raised her hand to touch her face, only then realizing that the disguise talisman’s effect had finally failed in this spirit-nullifying environment.
Now, everyone finally saw her true appearance.
“You are, Miss Wen!” Yu Jinling, who had lived in Qinghe for a long time and was familiar with its figures, was the first to exclaim.
Chen Shanyuan was also shocked. He had heard of Miss Wen’s story and never expected such a prominent figure, even if she was a thing of the past, to be in his team.
“Yes, I am Wen Weilan. I apologize for the deception; it was truly inconvenient,” Wen Weilan said frankly, then surveyed everyone’s expressions.
And Lu Junan still couldn’t speak, only blushing when his gaze met Wen Weilan’s, then lowering his head.
“Understandable, completely understandable,” Yu Jinling said, her face filled with pity. Only then did she understand why “Liu Weiwei” had disregarded the danger to become a Yugui.
“No matter,” Chen Shanyuan didn’t have too many thoughts about the existence of “Miss Wen,” only giving Kuang Bowen a deep look.
At this moment, a childish voice echoed throughout the Autumn Moon Tower.
“Clang, clang, everyone has successfully returned home, right! Do you know why?”
“Because, I found a new companion! I’m sure everyone is happy for me!”
Upon hearing this voice, Yu Jinling flinched, nervously looking around, afraid that more eyeballs would squeeze in.
“Heh heh, is this our home?” Kuang Bowen sneered.
“To celebrate finding my new companion, a new round of games is about to begin! Is everyone ready?” The voice, filled with distorted excitement, asked the remaining people in the Autumn Moon Tower.
“Damn it! Again?!” Chen Shanyuan was furious, slamming his fist on the floor.
Lu Junan also snapped back to reality, waiting with a pale face.
“It seems everyone is impatient, then—”,
“Game, start!” The voice announced, enunciating each word.
