I can rewind time to prevent death-Chapter 653 - 402 Bride (Part 4)

Chapter 653: Chapter 402 Bride (Part 4) Chapter 653: Chapter 402 Bride (Part 4) “Heh heh heh…”

An ancient laugh echoed from the endless darkness.

Yan Junze had already opened the Black Spirit Umbrella, and now at least the area under the umbrella was safe. He disregarded any strange sounds and continued forward, holding his oil lamp.

He had been psychologically prepared for this. The third floor’s magnetic field was extremely chaotic, surely hiding many unknown strangenesses.

These strangenesses may not have complete obsessions but are affected by the magnetic field’s chaos. Perhaps they themselves were unclear why they were there.

Junze walked slowly, not because he did not want to move quickly, but because the air here gave him an intense sense of murkiness, as if walking through mud, preventing him from speeding up.

Occasionally, a face would flit by within the light of the coal oil lamp but didn’t dare come near.

Junze noticed at the edge of the range covered by the Black Spirit Umbrella to his left, a pair of bare feet appeared—unshod, with the heel of the right foot detached, trailing tendons behind, and three toes on the left foot turned up, with bones exposed.

These feet were thin, indistinguishable as belonging to a woman or a man.

After these eerie feet appeared, they kept pace with the edge of the Black Spirit Umbrella, matching Junze whether he stood still or moved forward, not merely flitting by like those strange faces.

Indeed, Junze was somewhat puzzled as to why these strangenesses didn’t directly encroach under his umbrella.

It should be noted that the Black Spirit Umbrella itself did not emit any pressure, and the strangenesses could not sense anything unusual inside it. Thus, they should have attacked Junze directly according to their normal pattern of assaulting humans.

But clearly, the strangenesses on the third floor didn’t act that way, only circling around the outside of the Black Spirit Umbrella without venturing in.

Junze pondered briefly and guessed a possibility.

The magnetic field here was highly disordered, and the strangenesses that had been here for years had grown accustomed to this chaos. However, once he opened the Black Spirit Umbrella, the magnetic field beneath it tended toward stability.

This stable state, in the present environment, became the anomaly, making the strangenesses, accustomed to disorder, wary and suspicious of the calm space under the Black Spirit Umbrella.

However, this was a good thing, as they dared not touch him carelessly. Moreover, while he stayed under the Black Spirit Umbrella, with a stable magnetic field, his thoughts wouldn’t be disturbed by the chaotic magnetic field outside, preventing him from becoming restless, panicked, wandering, or hallucinating.

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But this had a downside, such as the ragged feet outside the umbrella that kept following closely.

Beyond that, something was also following Junze behind him, just at the rear of the Black Spirit Umbrella.

The footsteps of the strangeness behind him were fragmented and dense, as if it had four feet. With each step Junze took, the footsteps would cluster tightly behind him, staying at the edge of the Black Spirit Umbrella.

Junze felt as if the creature could reach out and touch his back at any moment, giving him a constant sense of a pricking in his back.

Because the surrounding area was very quiet, all kinds of sounds entering his ears seemed to amplify countless times.

The dragging sound of the ragged feet beside him, the intermittent dense footsteps from behind, and the occasional bizarre laughter all continually stimulated Junze’s eardrums.

He didn’t know how long he walked; the corridor seemed very long, so long that there was no end in sight, as if he would never reach the destination.

Suddenly, Junze stopped abruptly, fixing his gaze on the ground ahead.

In the light of the coal oil lamp, he saw a pair of feet wearing black women’s flat shoes in front of him, belonging to what seemed like a woman over forty with slightly thick calves.

Unlike the other appearing strangenesses, this woman stood faced to face directly in Junze’s path, completely blocking his way.

Junze paused for a moment, not moving.

The woman didn’t move either, just stood there blocking the way.

Soon, the surface of her calves started to show bulging veins, popping out like earthworms, both legs began to swell slowly.

Junze cautiously took a small step forward, and the woman didn’t retreat or evade, still standing in front, allowing him to see other parts of the woman merging into the darkness.

She wore a black cloth skirt, her hands hanging vertically at the sides of her thighs, her figure somewhat plump. But her arms, too, bubbled with veins, now protruding under the skin, as if about to burst.

Since the opponent chose not to retreat, Junze had no choice.

He took a large step forward, pushing the Black Spirit Umbrella ahead to fully envelop the non-retreating plump woman, bringing her into the brightness of the lamp.

Upon entering under the Black Spirit Umbrella and the illumination, the woman’s body remained still, but her head twisted continuously, veins on her neck bulging, and her entire face covered in blue, worm-like tendrils wriggling beneath her skin.

Even veins stretched into her eye sockets, surfacing on top of her gray pupils. They darted across the pupils before burrowing into the skin of her forehead.

But in just a few seconds, the bizarre, plump woman’s body trembled, and she was instantly destroyed by the three forces within the Black Spirit Umbrella.

She let out a piercing scream, but the scream was cut off halfway through; the plump woman dissolved into a wisp of black smoke, absorbed by the Black Spirit Umbrella.