Worldwide Awakening: My Soul Kinds Are Lost

Chapter 746 - 746: Mysterious Corpse, Beast with Snake Head and Human Body_1

"A fight broke out?" Black City looked towards the noise coming from the east and west, his expression slightly gloomy. This meant that the negotiations between Su Shan and Li Ying had fallen apart. It seemed that the other side had no intention of accepting them. Otherwise, how could a fight possibly erupt? The most likely reason was their attempt to break out forcefully; nothing else made sense."I heard you're also a ghost?" an irritating voice suddenly chimed in.

A humanoid figure emerged from a massive dark curtain. Upon seeing it, the first thought that sprang into Black City's mind was 'dead Human Clan body.' The figure was emaciated, pale, and devoid of any signs of life, resembling a Human Clan corpse after death.

"Could it be that you're a ghost, too?" Black City cautiously asked. Given the fates of Su Shan and Li Ying, he certainly did not expect to pass through easily either.

"No, I am not a ghost. I am a semi-construct formed by errors and distortions, generally known as a 'Bizarre.'"

"It is said this name is to shield ourselves from dimensional attacks formed by irresistible forces, but that's just a rumor," the Bizarre added with a hint of self-deprecation.

Black City was somewhat confused. For your kind, the Outer Demons, could there truly be any existence that's irresistible?

"So, I want to—"

"Surrender? Yes, I know." The Bizarre cut Black City off mid-sentence, then continued, "I presume you've heard the commotion as well. Prove your worth. Survive under my hand until Skyfall, and then you can join us."

The Bizarre didn't waste words, directly stating the cause and effect.

Black City understood. At this point, only one option remained: survive under its power. Retreat? That was impossible now. If he hadn't come at all, they might have turned a blind eye, perhaps settling scores later. But now that he was here, trying to leave was out of the question.

"Alright." Black City gave the Bizarre a deep look, not asking why, nor what needed to be done.

The next moment, Black City felt the world spin. When he looked up again, he found himself inside a White Bone House. The entire structure was crafted from white skulls, each seeming to possess its own distinct mood, flashing strange and ferocious smiles at him. It sent shivers down Black City's spine. Logically, he shouldn't feel such fear, yet it surfaced involuntarily.

Their 'ghosts' have nothing to do with our Ghost Clan. This was what Black City realized. He couldn't imagine why such peculiar Ghosts existed. Could the Ghosts from other worlds all be like this? The birth of the Ghost Clan from deathly aura was already miraculous enough; encountering this was terrifying. It seemed they had been trapped in the Chaotic God World for too long, completely unable to keep up with the developments in other worlds.

So, what was its purpose in sending me here? Black City wondered, then attempted to push open the Bone Door. As he reached out, he was prepared for it not to budge, yet it swung open easily.

Crimson moonlight spilled onto the ground. Black City looked up and saw the red moon in the sky suddenly blink, just like an eye. A hint of impatience mingled with the fear in his heart, making him feel even more uneasy. Simultaneously, madness began to surge as a faint, bloody glow emanated from his body.

Am I being eroded by some kind of force? Black City glanced at his left hand. Pale white spots, clearly distinct, were appearing on his normal skin tone. The spots were gradually expanding into a long line, its destination his skull. Once the line reached his head, his sanity would be lost. Then, he would become a part of this bizarre place.

Even if I fail, I suppose I'll have indirectly achieved my goal, Black City thought with self-mockery. He had no idea how to escape this predicament. Forget finding clues; he didn't even have a lead. In this strange place, there was nothing he could use.

So, I need to endure this madness? Is it a test of my willpower?

The advance of the white line and the surge of madness depended on his willpower. The stronger his will, the longer he could survive. As long as he lived until Skyfall, he would become one of the Outer Demons, and he wouldn't have to worry about problems thereafter.

But how much longer until Skyfall? Can I really succeed?

Doubt surfaced in his heart, but he quickly suppressed it. This was the Bizarreness shaking his will. He had to survive; otherwise, it meant death. He couldn't accept his own death. Fine, even if he couldn't accept it, he couldn't prevent it.

In that case, I might as well take a stroll. Perhaps I can find some clues in this bizarre place. Even if there are no clues, seeing this bizarre place one last time before I die wouldn't be a waste. Black City began to console himself, adjusting his emotions to bolster his willpower as much as possible. Panic and calmness—these two states would naturally affect the strength of his will.

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"You of the Demon Clan, you seem a little impure," a snake-headed Magical Beast said to Mysterious Ginseng, its tone disdainful.

Mysterious Ginseng was far luckier; he didn't need to face a test, but he did need to undergo a transformation.

"Ah... but I was born this way." Mysterious Ginseng had also noticed the sounds of battle from the east, south, and west, so his heart was still pounding with trepidation. It seemed this time, he would be the only Demon to survive.

"It's fine. You just need to undergo a tiny, insignificant purification, and then you'll be like us."

"It's a good thing you came in the right direction. If you had gone to the other three, you'd be as dead as a doornail by now," the snake-headed Magical Beast said, its tone implying Mysterious Ginseng had lucked out.

Mysterious Ginseng had to agree, surprised that the other party was also from the Demon Clan.

"Then what should I do? Join first?" Mysterious Ginseng seized the opportunity to ask.

"Not so fast. We don't take in trash. You need to purify your bloodline first. But don't worry, we'll cover all the expenses. You just need to wait patiently," the Magical Beast replied.

This made Mysterious Ginseng feel a flicker of doubt. Could this be a trap? It was mainly because the other party was too agreeable, offering everything so freely without asking for anything in return.

"What do I need to do, or what price must I pay?" Mysterious Ginseng had no choice but to ask directly.

"Of course, there's a price. For instance, after you join us, you'll need to invade other worlds with us. This means danger; you'll have to risk your life."

The Magical Beast's reply was within Mysterious Ginseng's expectations, but he still couldn't help asking, "Then why are you recruiting me, instead of attacking me like the others did?"

Hearing this, the snake-headed Magical Beast didn't hide anything. "Of course, it's because you're strong enough. Otherwise, what use would we have for you? Only sufficient strength brings sufficient value. You understand this, don't you?"

Hearing this answer, Mysterious Ginseng's vigilance lessened considerably. If they had tried to persuade him with talk of shared Demon Clan heritage, he definitely wouldn't have believed it. But since the other party clearly valued his worth, it sounded much more credible.

"I understand. When does the bloodline purification start?" Mysterious Ginseng asked.

"If you're free now, we can start right away. The sooner it's done, the better. We still need to sort out your status later," the snake-headed Magical Beast said, seemingly indifferent, as any time was fine.

"Then let's start now." Mysterious Ginseng definitely chose to begin immediately, afraid of unexpected complications arising if he delayed—that would be far from ideal.

"Mm, alright." After some rummaging, the snake-headed Magical Beast took out a piece of flesh covered in fur and Scale Armor and handed it to him. "Here, eat it. Once you've finished, it'll be done."

Upon seeing this piece of flesh, Mysterious Ginseng instinctively felt a sense of revulsion. His instincts screamed that there was something wrong with it.

"It's normal for your instincts to reject it. After all, it will alter your body and soul to some extent, and most of this alteration is irreversible.

"If you feel there's a problem, you can choose not to eat it. Out of consideration for us both being of the Demon Clan, we won't hold your reluctance against you. You can leave. However, the next time we meet, you won't receive such lenient treatment.

"That's assuming, of course, you haven't been killed by someone else by then." The snake-headed Magical Beast, noticing Mysterious Ginseng's revulsion, clarified that they wouldn't force him.

Mysterious Ginseng gritted his teeth, took the flesh, and announced, "I'll eat it!"