Diary of a Dead Wizard - Chapter 737

Chapter 727 Ash Man

“A cat hanging up?” Whitebeard still did not feel scared. He even quickened his pace and continued to move forward.

But when he came to the next street lamp, he unconsciously slowed down his pace.

At this distance, he finally saw the huge cat in front of him with strange movements.

It was not a cat, but a complete cat’s fur.

This fur was draped over a black and gray figure.

The furry limbs just fell to the ground.

It was only because the shadow below was also black that Whitebeard did not notice his existence when he was far away.

“Who is it?”

Whitebeard continued to move forward, but his steps became much more cautious.

He carefully used his mental power to test the black figure covered with cat skin opposite.

The latter was extremely sensitive. The moment Whitebeard’s mental power came into contact, he turned his head sharply.

His face was hidden under the flat cat face, with only a chin vaguely exposed.

The chin was also black, as if a person had lived in coal ash for a year.

“Is it a human? No, it’s a vengeful spirit?” Although Whitebeard did not retreat, he felt a little uneasy.

Just now, his mental power swept over, and the first feedback he got was that the other party was a human.

But his eyes told him that the guy wearing a cat skin opposite could not be a human.

Should he believe the feedback of mental power or the eyes?

Unfortunately, in the world of wizards, neither of these two things is always reliable.

The street lights above his head flickered again.

When the flickering stopped, the world in front of him became even darker.

Whitebeard suddenly felt a little cold, as if countless mouths were blowing air at him.

Thinking of this, he saw his beard shaking gently from the corner of his eye. His

heartbeat was getting faster and faster, and he tried to calm himself down.

“My spirit has obviously been affected. Now I am so nervous that I don’t even look like myself.”

The cat-skinned man who was stimulated by Whitebeard still turned his head to look at him, and the angle of his head had long exceeded the angle that an ordinary person’s neck could withstand.

Whitebeard should have launched an attack on this strange humanoid, but the magic power in his body could not function, as if his brain was still rational, but his body and spirit were on strike.

He looked up at the crescent moon above the street lamp, as if he wanted to temporarily divert his attention from the cat-skinned man so that he could stabilize his spirit.

However, when he saw the moon in the sky, the fear in his heart became stronger.

The crescent moon had become thinner at some point.

And… the arc was a little strange.

The arc of the crescent moon was a little flat, not like the moon, but like a smiling eye.

“There is something wrong with the moon. Could it be that this illusion has two sources?”

“Not impossible.” Whitebeard said what he was thinking directly, as if this could release some fear, “Huh… It’s worthy of being Baidong Academy. Even if it’s deserted, it can create such a large illusion. Well, in this situation, the source of the illusion may be more than two.”

The moon was above his head and could not be touched at the moment. Whitebeard forced himself to look at the cat-skinned man opposite him again.

“This illusion will release a fearful aura, making people feel uncontrollably afraid.” He grabbed a handful of his beard, and the stinging sensation made him sober up a little, but the trembling from the heart soon affected his brain again.

“You can’t run away,” Whitebeard raised his foot and continued to move forward. “The more you run away, the more afraid you will be. Only by understanding the unknown can you defeat the unknown.”

Although he walked very slowly, he didn’t stop this time. He

walked all the way to the cat-skinned man.

The black shadow opposite did not move, but gradually raised his head as Whitebeard approached, and just looked at him quietly.

“The danger that has not yet occurred is the most terrifying.” Whitebeard seemed to have regained his courage little by little.

He suddenly made a move, and the hair on the back of his hand suddenly grew longer, wrapping around his original arm and forming a spiral cone at the fingertips.

A human hand immediately turned into a huge claw.

Whitebeard’s arm swept like the wind, and the claws directly grabbed the fur of the cat-skinned man, trying to tear off this “inferior” camouflage skin.

However, when he grabbed the cat skin, the black figure on the ground was also caught.

The cat skin seemed to be stuck to the figure!

“Meow!!!!”

Whitebeard’s action finally angered a quiet cat-skin man. He waved his arms and let out a sharp cat cry.

The action and the sound were like a truly angry cat.

As the cat cried, the street lights above his head became dimmer.

It was almost as if it was extinguished.

Whitebeard’s heart trembled, but he did not dare to stop. His other hand, which was wrapped in sharp claws, fiercely dug at the black shadow man under the cat skin.

The black claws felt a little resistance, but still pierced into the other’s body. Whitebeard

closed his five fingers fiercely again, and heard a slight “bang”.

The touch on his hand was like scratching a sandbag.

The scene in front of him further confirmed Whitebeard’s guess.

The cat-skin man, whose chest and abdomen were almost hollowed out by his grab, trembled all over, and then drooped his head weakly.

As if he was really killed.

But soon, the black figure deflated like a hollowed-out sandbag.

In the end, even the human skin turned into black powder, leaving only a cat skin the size of a person, which was still held in Whitebeard’s hand.

“Hmph! A trick to deceive the eyes, a trick to deceive the mind.” Whitebeard, who had successfully killed the cat-skin man, felt much more comfortable in his heart, and even had a feeling of exhaustion as if he had just escaped from fear.

The street light became darker.

“There is something wrong with this street light too. Is the trick that scares me coming from here?”

Whitebeard raised his head, but the street light above his head did not change strangely like the moon, as if the street light really just dimmed.

When he was about to retract his gaze and continue moving forward, his movements suddenly stiffened.

Beside the street light, or in other words, in places other than the street light, there were densely packed black and gray figures.

These black and gray figures had no facial features and looked taller than the street light.

They just bent over and stood outside the extremely dim cone of light formed by the light, staring at Whitebeard quietly.

Just like the cat-skin man.

“Ugh!!!” Whitebeard only stared at these eyeless figures for a second, and immediately had a splitting headache, which was as heavy as if twenty lead blocks were stuffed into him. He squatted down with his head in his hands.

The cat skin that was originally in his hand also fell to the ground.

Along with the headache, there was also a strong sense of fear.

Although Whitebeard lowered his head and closed his eyes, he could still feel countless eyes on him.

He panted.

Fear was like an ant, following the pores of his skin and drilling into his flesh and blood.

“Hehehe…” In such a difficult moment, Whitebeard actually laughed out loud, “It is worthy of being… the inverted tree. If you are allowed to evolve completely, you will definitely become an existence comparable to the third level.”

Whitebeard’s hands holding his head slowly moved down to the dense beard on his cheeks. His

fingers reached into the beard, slowly tightened, and grabbed a handful of long white beard.

Then…

tear it hard to both sides.

“Sizzle-sizzle-“

The numbing sound of skin and flesh separation sounded.

Under the cracked skin of Whitebeard’s chin, a highly rotten face was revealed again.

“Sure enough, the battle of mental power still requires mental power to resist.”

Although he was already gasping in pain, the corners of Whitebeard’s mouth were still raised.

“This is the scar the elves left me.”

“I want to see which is more terrible, the pollution left by the elves or the mental pollution of you Ashmen controlled by the Inverted Tree!”

“Tear——”

(End of this chapter)