This guy has a kind of crazy drive when he sprints; basically, if we change direction even slightly, it's very difficult for him to catch us in one go.

But the next second, I was even more stunned. This guy didn't rush towards us at all. Instead, he jumped towards the gap in the middle of the mural!

Huh, what's this guy up to?

I initially thought he was going to attack us again.

But his actions now have completely stunned me.

Could it be that this guy is misreceiving information?

We're standing right here.

To be honest, we made this mistake when we first faced him.

He threw a punch right there on the spot, even though we were still quite a distance away from him.

With a loud "bang," another large crack appeared in the ground.

Then, using the force of the impact, he reached straight into the crack in the mural!

Then came another powerful and heavy blow!

Good heavens, that blow actually dimmed the light of the lightning sword.

Not only the light in the secret room, but even the electric arcs on the lightning sword trembled slightly with his power.

If it weren't for the lightning sword actively maintaining the flames, I estimate that this strike would have been enough to extinguish the ignited light!

"What's wrong with him? Has he gone mad?"

I quickly pulled the girl to the side, afraid that this guy might suddenly throw a punch at us...

The fat man didn't stop, but with this sudden outburst of rage, I felt that his perception wasn't as strong anymore.

Even now, as the girl and I move rapidly here, he seems unaware.

Could it be that the girl's persuasion just now actually had some effect, causing his senses to deteriorate somewhat?

I pondered slowly, just looking at the fat man.

His blows grew increasingly forceful, making the floor and the surrounding murals creak and groan.

The light coming from the gap in the middle of the mural was not very strong to begin with.

Now that he's messed things up like this, I can barely see any light inside.

From a distance, an uninformed person might mistake it for just a huge crack.

When the guy had smashed enough and was getting a little tired, I looked over again, and the light had become so dim that it was almost impossible to see clearly.

Only a tiny, extremely faint white light remained, just enough to illuminate the large, fat man in front of him.

And it was precisely this faint light that made his face appear even more ferocious.

As I watched this guy punch the ground a few times, I realized he looked much older, with more wrinkles on his face.

This is really a bit outrageous...

Why did he stop attacking us and instead turn his attention to this mural?

Could it be that someone is actually giving him instructions?

Logically speaking, given his intelligence, it would be impossible for him to know that we were going to walk through this mural.

Moreover, those few attacks just now, whether they were blocking the middle or coming out from inside and using their huge bodies to block us, were all accidental.

Based on his current behavior, I think he doesn't even have the intelligence of a three-year-old.

The only explanation I can draw for this bizarre behavior is that someone is manipulating things from the shadows.

Who could it be?

It can only be the designer of this mural.

I looked at the people in the mural again, and they were all in great pain from the big fat man's smashing.

Their faces are still blurry to me, but I can feel their deep despair and anxiety.

It seemed as if the resentful whispers of these guys had become very loud again, echoing in my mind little by little.

I let out a long sigh, but I still felt a tightness in my chest.

I think I've been infected by this atmosphere too.

I tried my best to keep myself focused and tell myself that this couldn't be true.

These things are nothing but some intangible paint...

But as those disfigured people in the video kept running away, I felt a deep sense of unease rising from the bottom of my heart.

"It's okay...it's okay."

But as I tried to fight back the whispers from the mural with my thoughts, my mind just exploded.

When this sound first appeared, it was like a low-pitched voice coming from the head.

Ever since the fat man started smashing things, the low-pitched sounds in my head turned into tiny buzzing sounds, like mosquitoes and flies buzzing.

But now it's completely different; the people in the murals are now making normal conversations.

Every now and then, you could even hear a clear roar, as if countless people were shouting the same thing...

"Kill him! Don't believe him!"

These words penetrated my ears and even made my beliefs waver a little.

Don't believe it?

Don't believe anyone!

I punched myself hard, and only then did I snap back to reality.

At the same time, I felt a throbbing sensation in my temples.

It's like a strong illusion; I feel like I'm about to enter a hallucination again...

This is really frustrating. When I entered the illusion at Boss He's place before, at least there was a signal. But this sudden white mist...

But now it seems all we have around us are the whispers of these monsters…

Could it be that this is going to pull me into an illusion?

I wondered what kind of place it would be.

Could it be that we can enter inside this mural...?

My vision blurred for a moment.

"Owner!"

The lightning sword shouted in my mind again.

It seemed to sense my state and was somewhat displeased.

I suddenly came to my senses and saw that the girl next to me was also covering her head, her face pale.

Clearly, she was also affected by these voices.

"Master, wake up! These guys are trying to confuse you! This method isn't working! Look at your feet!"

Lei Jijian's loud shout seemed to pull me back to reality.

I quickly grabbed the girl and pulled her along.

The girl was also still sleepy. After waking up, the girl and I looked down at our feet almost at the same time.

That left me completely dumbfounded.

Beneath the girl's feet lay a gigantic rotting worm, white with a hint of yellow, as if it had been dried in the sun...

Judging by this, that yellow rot worm is about to crawl into her shoe!

And beneath my feet was a giant, bluish-white worm, slightly thicker than the one beneath the girl's feet!

The color alone exudes a murderous aura that makes one completely unapproachable.

And now this guy has crawled into my pants leg!

Holy crap!

Without hesitation, the lightning sword struck down an arc of electricity towards my knee.

Since this electric arc was not specially treated by the lightning sword, it was released primarily for the purpose of attacking and repelling enemies.

An electric arc suddenly struck my leg, and I felt a sharp pain.

Holy crap!

At that moment, I couldn't help but curse in my head.

The next second, the giant worm also slunk away.

However, it left a trail of white pus on the ground as it ran.

Seeing that made my stomach churn again.