Chapter 432

Deng Jia Jia bit her lip hard, nearly biting through her lower lip until it bled.

Her delicate shoulders trembled slightly as she shouldered that heavy camera.

The big blue eyes on the camera were recording that human, the speech that left the monsters deafeningly shaken.

"So it's not monsters chasing humans... but monsters chasing monsters?!!"

This thought flashed through Deng Jia Jia's mind; fine beads of sweat seeped out on her forehead and slid down her cheeks.

However, her fingers gripped the camera's handle with increasing force, knuckles turning white from the exertion, yet the lens remained steady as a rock, not shaking in the slightest.

"The words you spoke to the monster... they seem to make a lot of sense; they ought to be heard by more humans!!!"

Thinking this, Deng Jia Jia's fingers rapidly pressed back and forth on the camera's buttons, trying to switch to live broadcast mode.

However, the network signal light remained extinguished, the screen displaying the cold words "No Signal".

"Strange... there was a signal just now, how come it can't connect to the internet now?"

Deng Jia Jia muttered softly, her voice carrying a trace of anxiety and unease.

Her gaze swiftly scanned toward Ren Xuan and Tang An beside her; both were likewise carefully shouldering cameras, their expressions equally spectacular, as if they had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

"Ren Xuan, Tang An, do you two have a signal?" Deng Jia Jia lowered her voice, trying her best not to let her voice tremble.

Ren Xuan did not answer, merely staring dead at his own camera screen, as if utterly absorbed by the image inside.

Tang An fiddled with his for a bit, likewise unable to connect to the internet; his teeth were chattering:

"Signal... still can't connect to the signal, the signal's too bad in the sewer well shaft, forget it, recording it all first is the same anyway."

Deng Jia Jia nodded helplessly, eyes turning back to the camera.

In the lens, those monsters were frantically scratching at their own faces, especially that monster wearing two layers of clothes, whose movements were the most violent.

Its claws dug deep into its cheeks, scales torn off piece by piece, revealing the bright red flesh and blood underneath.

As the scales peeled away, those bloody features gradually became clear — a high nose bridge, deep-set eye sockets, slightly pursed lips...

Looking no different from a human at all, even the "bone-structure beauty" most favored by the big screen!!

They were as if cast from the same mold as humans, only swapped into another layer of skin.

And Feng Yuhuai's smile grew ever more radiant; her red hair danced wildly in the air, like a cluster of burning flame, reflecting the surrounding darkness into brightness.

She spoke in a sweet and clear voice that the monsters craved beyond measure:

"So... you are the ugly monsters, while I'm just a pretty innocent human!"

"You're a human my ass!!!"

Luo Ji's scalp went numb as he yanked back his wrist, looking at Feng Yuhuai's pretty face reflected in the mirror, a storm rising in his heart.

"Feng Yuhuai is a monster wearing human skin, damn 【Protection of the Curtain】, that monster's 【Beauty That Stuns】 fate should've gone to you instead."

Luo Ji suddenly realized at this moment what the hell those fleeting lines were when the mirror first caught Feng Yuhuai.

Luo Ji's face was dark as ink; he really didn't want a monster's fate at all.

After all, using the 【Life-Stealing Calamity Mirror】 comes with a price — the price is that the face of the dead person whose fate was stolen will most likely end up branded onto the mirror.

When the features on the mirror become completely clear, that may be the time he has to pay the price.

"If what ultimately appears on the mirror is a human face, perhaps I could still find a way to repay it, but if... if it's a monster's face..."

Thinking of this, a chill hard to describe welled up in Luo Ji's heart; that image was too beautiful, he simply didn't dare imagine it.

"Stealing a Chosen One's fate, I'd become a Chosen One; but stealing a monster's fate, one day... I'd likely metamorphose into a monster too!"

Luo Ji had been doing fine as a human, he really hadn't prepared mentally for a job transfer into a monster.

"Mirror, let's negotiate, this 【Protection of the Curtain】 fate is too terrifying, I might not withstand it, can we unbind and return it?"

Luo Ji pleaded softly in his heart.

The surface of the Life-Stealing Calamity Mirror flickered with an unmoved, icy cold light.

Suddenly, Luo Ji sharply turned his head, his gaze like a knife stabbing toward the pipe diagonally to the side.

His ear twitched slightly, catching a faint sound from there — like the rustle of clothing rubbing, or like stifled breathing.

He swiftly flipped the mirror in his hand, reflecting the mirror surface inward.

What reflected in the mirror was not the gloomy pipe, but two faces covered in tear stains and hatred.

"It's those two female high school students, should be Feng Yuhuai's classmates; they look like they want to eat Feng Yuhuai alive."

Luo Ji made a judgment in his heart, simultaneously lowering his eyes to scan the inscriptions on the mirror surface.

【45】 The left girl's head top was empty, the right one steaming with misty black qi, four twisted characters sinking and floating within — 【Shadow Attached to the Bone】.

The girl on the left had nothing above her head, but on the right, mist-like black Qi billowed, within which four twisted characters drifted—【Shadow Attached to the Bone】.

Those characters were like ink soaked in cigarette ash, every stroke seeping tiny shadow tendrils.

And just as Luo Ji looked at them, Zhang Liyou also raised her head, her gaze meeting Luo Ji's line of sight in midair.

Zhang Liyou's pupils contracted slightly; she not only saw Luo Ji, but also saw that mirror in the other's hand, covered in cracks and exuding an evil aura.

Luo Ji froze for a moment, hurriedly stuffed the mirror into his pocket, then ghostly shifted his footsteps, tiptoeing toward the adjacent pipe.

Sewage squeezed out "squelch" splashes under his shoe soles.

Three footsteps regular to the extreme suddenly rang out; every step's sound and frequency, even the height of the water splashes, were almost identical.

Tap — tap — tap —

Zuo Bai's figure emerged without warning behind the three humanoid monsters; his spotless casual wear was strikingly conspicuous in the pitch-black sewer, like a blooming white poppy on a corpse pile, or a holy specimen soaked in formalin water in a laboratory.

He didn't know when he had burst into the scene, and strolled to behind several monsters as if walking in a leisurely courtyard.

"Not a bad speech, pity, you got one thing wrong, that is..."

He lightly raised his arm forward, the movement elegant and composed; his immaculately trimmed fingertips lightly stroked over the monster's scale-covered spine, like caressing a lover's smooth skin.

In an instant, the several monsters scratching their faces simultaneously stopped their frantic movements, immediately becoming docile and quiet, their three-meter-tall bodies trembling as they bent down, carefully bringing their gouged, bloody cheeks to Zuo Bai's palm.

Zuo Bai expressionlessly pressed his hand against that ulcerated face, letting the blood mixed with pus flow through his finger gaps, and continued softly:

"Ugliness and beauty are not decided by humans, nor by monsters, but by science!"

End of Chapter