Chapter 332: 328 Sleep

Time passed second by second, and the Xuanmi Group was anxiously waiting for a response from Huang Zhengdao.

Huang Zhengdao was also accelerating his efficiency in collecting materials; he felt like a foolish ostrich with its head buried in the sand, deceiving himself and others, harboring the lucky thought that those insects would not notice his abnormal behavior.

However, when Huang Zhengdao had exhausted his efforts to collect the materials, held them in his mouth, and pulled his head out of the supermarket building, he realized that those insects skilled in lurking had already surrounded him in a circle.

The Shadow-Devouring Insects raised their necks in unison and emitted strange, resonant cries. The bizarre sound waves pushed toward Huang Zhengdao like overlapping ripples; it was the exact sound he had heard in the Sleep Aid Video, only it was slowly becoming sharp and aggressive.

Huang Zhengdao watched them vigilantly, not knowing how to deal with these malicious monsters for a moment, and then he suddenly realized that these beasts were not making sounds at him, but at the Mysterious Investigators who were waiting for his response.

Thinking of this, Huang Zhengdao could not help but immediately open his human throat and say, "Quickly teach me the Incantation! They want to pull you into this world!"

Zhu Jingzhi, Xiaoli, and the other Mysterious Investigators were currently being tortured to the point of death by the sounds emitted by the cluster of Shadow-Devouring Insects. Their bodies seemed to respond to the resonance of the sound; not only were their brains dizzy and their consciousness gradually collapsing, but their bodies were also undergoing mutations visible to the naked eye. Those sounds were like living creatures, burrowing into their bodies like carrion-eating maggots, gnawing on and merging with their bodies—they wanted to occupy their bodies!

Huang Zhengdao's voice became filthy and unbearable in their ears, even somewhat unclear; his words were not heard by everyone.

Under the influence of these sounds, some of the Mysterious Investigators fell to the ground on the spot, while others almost turned into demented madmen, biting everywhere and pouncing on anyone they saw. Only a few Mysterious Investigators were resisting desperately with their willpower, but how long they could last was already obvious.

Seeing that everything was about to fall short and there was no way to save the situation.

Huang Zhengdao also saw some Shadow-Devouring Insects approaching him with ill intent. He realized that he, this fake, had been identified and was about to be torn apart and eaten by the maggots. For a moment, he only felt the despairing darkness swallow the entire world.

Just as he was silently waiting for death, a startling string sound like lightning cutting through all darkness instantly pierced the group call created by the Shadow-Devouring Insects.

That thunder-like string sound also pierced Huang Zhengdao's heart. The heart he thought was slowly merging with the inhuman Shadow-Devouring Insects began to beat again at this moment. A surging heartbeat brought a chill over his body, and he trembled all over; fear was spreading within him.

The same situation occurred in the other Shadow-Devouring Insects. This sound, from an unknown source, panicked this group of crazy and powerful Shadow-Devouring Insects. It was as if they had felt the malice emitted by some great existence; that unknown dominator was peeping at them, just as they had looked down on humans just now—no, perhaps it was even further away than that distance.

Afterward, Huang Zhengdao heard a piece of immortal music played by a violin; the familiar yet strange melody made him somewhat uncertain for a moment.

Not until he heard the weak and shocked voice of Zhu Jingzhi coming from the other end of the headset: "This is... Haimofen's piece 'The Third Chapter of Blessing'?"

"You're awake?!" Huang Zhengdao gave a start and immediately shouted to the person on the other end of the headset, "Quickly teach me the Incantation! Quick!"

Although he did not know whose assistance he had received, he knew this was not an absolutely benevolent protection. The melody of the music was invading his mental world and distorting his cognition; it was just that because it was temporarily affected by the sounds of the Shadow-Devouring Insects' desperate resistance, the rate of intrusion was not that fast.

They were equivalent to standing on a single-plank bridge with wolves in front and tigers and leopards behind; whichever side they walked toward was an abyss, and standing on the single-plank bridge only slowed down the speed of death.

Hearing this, Zhu Jingzhi also gritted his teeth and began to speak with difficulty. As the obscure and tongue-twisting Incantations were recited one by one, Huang Zhengdao also remembered them one by one.

It took 30 seconds to recite the short two-sentence Incantation. Afterward, Zhu Jingzhi's side completely lost its voice. Huang Zhengdao braced his willpower, which was on the verge of collapse, and spoke in a low voice.

As the summoning Incantation was recited, the bodies of the several Shadow-Devouring Insects present also became illusory. They looked just like they had when they appeared under Wang Yong's villa.

And just as Huang Zhengdao was about to recite the next sentence of the Incantation, he felt a sense of discomfort. He then discovered that his own body was also flickering in and out of existence.

Was he a Shadow-Devouring Insect? Was he a real Shadow-Devouring Insect?

Was that why he was affected by the Incantation?

Huang Zhengdao questioned his own identity, and at the same time, he did not know what he should do next. If he really continued to recite, the next thing would be an unknown consequence.

"Firmly believe in who you are."

Huang Zhengdao suddenly heard someone say this. He looked around blankly but found no trace of anyone. He lowered his head and looked at the head of Bu Gaojun that he had embedded in this Shadow-Devouring Insect body; it seemed that this head had spoken just now.

"Who am I... firmly believe in who I am, and I am who I am." Huang Zhengdao had a moment of enlightenment. Looking at the city gradually disintegrating in the Different Dimensional Space, before his consciousness met the ultimate darkness, he murmured the last sentence of the Incantation.

In an instant, all the Shadow-Devouring Insects present were controlled by the Incantation and could not move.

"Die, sleep forever in the eternal silent darkness..." Huang Zhengdao murmured, giving the order before his consciousness disappeared.

Immediately after, one by one, and then in large swaths, the Shadow-Devouring Insects fell to the ground with a boom, passively listening to the Magic Sound of the violin from another dimensional space; that was their funeral dirge of termination.

"Is this appropriate?" A young Mysterious Investigator asked the elder beside him. He looked curiously at a coffin being sent into the auditorium. The face lying inside was not one familiar to the Mysterious Investigators present; he was not even wearing any clothing or symbols that a Mysterious Investigator should have, which declared to everyone that this person was not a Mysterious Investigator.

"He deserves respect." The elder, a Mysterious Investigator who had been in the industry for many years, said, "This person has no parents or friends anyway, and no one will arrange a funeral for him. Everything he did is enough for him to receive such courtesy."

The young Mysterious Investigator lowered his head in thought, and then saw the portrait and spirit tablet belonging to the owner of the coffin being brought out.

After a solemn mourning and funeral ceremony, the Mysterious Investigators present retreated from their seats. The young Mysterious Investigator looked back at the back with some reluctance. Although he knew that doing so did not conform to national customs and was a great taboo in funerals, he still couldn't help but do it, because among the deceased who were about to be pushed into the incinerator, there was also his closest relative.

"Zhu Zhen, it's your turn." After waiting for a while in the back, the young Mysterious Investigator was called.

Zhu Zhen knew it was his turn to send his relative on his way.

It was just that Zhu Zhen did not expect that, in addition to sending off his father, he would also have to send off another person he did not know.

Acting on the principle that sending one person is sending, and sending two is also sending, Zhu Zhen had no dissatisfaction and personally sent the two Investigators who had made great and outstanding contributions to the human world into the incinerator.

In this world, only death is fair. Zhu Zhen looked at the firelight revealed through the gap in the furnace door and thought to himself.

"Eh?" Zhu Zhen rubbed his eyes, feeling that he was hallucinating.

"What's wrong?" The funeral worker asked with confusion and concern.

Zhu Zhen: "I think I saw a butterfly in the fire..."