Chapter 585 - Looming Monsters
The music came so suddenly and its source couldn’t be seen. But the melody sounded loud and clear as if the musician were just nearby.
Greya looked around without finding such a musician, and since she didn’t enjoy music or performances, she kept heading away without giving it much thought.
The pleasant melody suddenly turned sharp and creepy, as if a diligent entertainer were replaced by a drunk street performer who missed several fingers.
The tunes kept rising and lowering to unacceptable levels like a ghost was trying to sing soprano in the middle of the night.
While terrifying, the music was so impressive that those who heard it only found it difficult to remove the lingering notes from their minds.
Greya stopped her movement when she got a strange feeling.
“What the heck? Who’s playing ghost in the daytime?”
“Oof… I feel cold already.”
To go? Or not to go?
The space beside him suddenly shattered as a small rift appeared out of thin air.
“A plane passageway?”
“It’s Mister Douglas!”
Under everyone’s shocked gaze, Douglas squeezed through the narrow tunnel with several more wizards following behind. None of them looked well. Some of them had multiple nasty injuries all over their bodies.
The others noticed that Douglas brought several survivors back and quickly asked, “Whatever happened, Mister Douglas?”
The survivors were acting in a strange way. Some of them kept glancing behind their backs as if they would like to return to the portal.
Douglas had lost his determined temperament and was faltering about something. “I do not know. What I know is that the entire outer city has been shut off from the outside. We had to use our strength together to open a plane passageway to escape.
“But I sensed something else. It felt so familiar…”
When people kept questioning, Douglas finally revealed a single word to them.
“Mystery.”
…
Greya sensed danger as soon as she saw the darkness expanding and tried to leave the city area. But she moved a little too late.
The whole city was covered by the darkness now. No matter where she went, Greya would always find herself returning to the city as if she was lost in a maze.
Without any other option, she headed back to the teleport station and hoped that the teleportation array still worked.
Geez. I’ll just return to Floating Mech City again and go to Edge of Night instead. It’s not so far from Brute Cavern—
The strange music interrupted her thoughts as it turned more and more painful to the ears. Also, Greya felt an unknown and foreign corruption growing in the depth of her mind.
She frowned and tried to suppress the ominous emotion from affecting her judgment. It took some effort. She barely managed to stop the evilness from growing by using the full strength of her soul of a truth-finder, yet she couldn’t erase it completely.
“Common wizards cannot resist this mental pollution… Is it caused by the followers of Sinister Mischief?”
Sinister Mischief was a Grand Demon from Abyss Plane. It was also known as the “Demon Of Desires”, who enjoyed manipulating the emotions of people.
Greya wasn’t affected by the strange darkness. Yet she no longer felt safe when the eerie music successfully disturbed her mental peace.
While ignoring the passersby who already fell for their inflated desires, Greya quickly returned to the teleportation station she just used.
It wasn’t there—the building had become a pile of debris, and a bipedal fox with bright red fur was standing on top of the ruins.