Chapter 40-40- Black Eyes
Yvette was actually still conscious, she just deliberately didn't respond.
Firstly, she didn't know what was going on with her current state of being extremely weak, infected by the distortion factor all over her body, but still conscious.
Secondly, she felt that if she acted as if she were completely dead, perhaps it would give Rosaline a reason to give up on her, a reason to escape with peace of mind without being bound by favors, obligations, etc.
If she were Rosalyn, she'd definitely run. After all, she still had hope of returning home. Why die here? Wouldn't it be better to save her own life? A teacher? How could a teacher's life be as important as her own? Even if the situation was reversed and Rosalyn was the one dying, Yvette, a person who prioritized rational thinking above all else, would only try her best, but she would never risk her life for her students.
But this little girl was like a stubborn donkey, refusing to leave and insisting on staying here to be buried with him!
It’s so annoying, she’s almost mad to death—no, she’s mad enough to live!
Then, taking a quick glance at the students who were still fighting bloody battles, a strange feeling emerged in Yvette's heart again.
Why hasn't she changed yet?
She has been giving up treatment for so long. If it were any other creature, it would have been deformed long ago. Why does she still feel that her mind is functioning well and she doesn't have that crazy feeling of sinking consciousness?
Could it be that as an immortal witch, she is truly immortal and immune to even the doomsday-level virus like the distortion factor?
but……
This was not right either. She could feel subtle changes taking place in her body. These changes were very subtle and not superficial. They were closer to transformations at the microscopic level, making her body and mind itch, as if she would be deformed in the next second.
At this moment, suddenly, as if to fulfill her wish, a strong drowsiness engulfed her thoughts, and an invisible thread pulled her consciousness, sinking, sinking again...
It was like falling into icy sea water, and the last rays of sunlight above my head rapidly shrank and turned into bright spots of light.
For some reason, at this moment, she suddenly calmed down and looked at the scene indifferently, acting more like a bystander than a drowning person.
Then, at the end of the vast deep sea, she saw two strange things.
One was a mass of black and red interwoven, a strange liquid that squirmed like a living thing and was incompatible with the surrounding sea water.
The other was a small, slippery, boneless black tentacle that seemed to have grown from the purest shadow.
She hesitated for a moment and looked at one of the black tentacles. The next second, it twisted its body flexibly like a fish in water and came over, then stopped obediently in Yvette's palm.
…
After fighting for several minutes, Rosaline, who was holding the sword, was finally exhausted. She had no magic power left, and the effects of the scarlet armor and muscle release disappeared, causing her sword to fall directly to the ground, and she was unable to pick it up again.
Now, she has turned back into the powerless noble lady, just like the first time she crossed the Canyuan. However, this time, the teacher will no longer be like a hero stepping on a seven-colored cloud, majestically landing beside her and destroying all the terrifying things.
Fatigue engulfed her like a tidal wave. She staggered backward, toward where her teacher lay, and let herself fall backward. Whether she was infected and deformed, or was gnawed to the bone, it no longer mattered. Before she died, she just wanted to be next to her teacher.
but……
The next second, she felt a small, cold hand against her torn back, supporting her.
Then, before she could come back to her senses from her daze, she saw countless pale lines, like billions of embroidery needles splashed out, piercing every abominable body around them with precision, coldness, and without deviation - whether it was the writhing and hissing woodlice on the ground, or the strange birds circling in the sky, spewing acid.
Densely packed, overwhelming!
The next second, an even more terrifying scene took place.
Those pale lines that pierced the flesh and blood were like living, terrifying blood-sucking mouthparts, and the entire white line swelled and surged visibly to the naked eye.
The greedy sucking force frantically drained away all the remaining vitality from the bodies of the deformed creatures. Hundreds of deformed creatures, regardless of size, strength or weakness, had their bodies shrivel and collapse rapidly like dead leaves that had been drained of water in an instant...leaving only mummified skeletons and skins.
Faced with such a strange scene, Rosaline swallowed her saliva and felt a chill in her heart, but when she turned around, she saw a face that was extremely familiar, yet somewhat unfamiliar.
A teacher, but not a teacher.
The most noticeable change in the teacher now compared to her usual self was that the once pure whites of her eyes had turned a deep, abyssal black. While her pupils hadn't changed color, they seemed to be lit up, emitting a red light that was particularly striking in the darkness.
The change in her eyes alone completely overturned her entire demeanor. From a delicate, innocent, and slightly aloof doll girl, she transformed into a cold and beautiful witch with a sinister aura, just like... the sealed evil god in mythology.
Moreover, the teacher's methods were quite consistent with people's impression of the evil god. The soft silver hair that once flowed like moonlight had now completely "come alive", suddenly growing and extending, turning into a wriggling straw, sucking the filthy flesh and blood of the deformed creatures to replenish itself.
The ultimate evil...yet exuding a thrilling and breathtaking beauty.
As expected of a teacher, even though he is deformed, he is still so different and unparalleled in the world!
Rosalin was suddenly moved and raised her hand to wipe away her tears. She thought that if she died at the hands of such a teacher and was eaten by her, she would die without regrets.
Then, after staring into the teacher's evil black eyes and red pupils for a while, she closed her eyes expectantly and waited.
but……
To her surprise, the expected death did not come. Instead, she was met with a very surprised question: "What are you doing with your eyes closed?"
She opened her eyes blankly, her long eyelashes wet with rain trembling violently, and she said hesitantly, "Wait for you to kill me, Teacher."
"Why would I kill you?" Yvette was puzzled. She thought the little girl was asking for a kiss, which made her, a virgin who had been single since birth, feel a little shy. It took her a lot of effort to control her emotions and correct the taboo thoughts.
"Teacher, aren't you deformed?" Rosalyn suddenly realized, her tear-stained face instantly turning into surprise. "Teacher, you're not deformed?"
"It's... deformed, but I maintained my consciousness and wasn't corroded." Yvette felt her current state, her heart in turmoil, and it was difficult to calm down for a while.
This is truly incredible.
However, after noticing that more mutants were approaching, she used her recovered magic power to ride the wind and quickly escaped from here with Rosaline, flying towards the retreat point.
…
A storm unique to island summer nights raged, lead-gray clouds rolled and tore apart in the low sky, and amid bursts of thunder, pouring rain violently slammed against the window frames, as if another doomsday was knocking on the door.
After shutting out the wind and rain and washing off the blood in the bathroom, Yvette and Rosalyn sat down in the softly lit living room and began to discuss and review the day's actions.
The primary focus here, of course, is Yvette's unprecedented distorted state.
"Teacher, how are you feeling now?" Rosalyn couldn't help but ask as she rubbed her wet blonde hair with a towel, her eyes carefully scanning Yvette. "Do you feel like you're going crazy and want to eat everything around you?"
Yvette shook her head. She carefully felt the condition of her body. After a moment, under the control of consciousness, the darkness in her eyes began to slowly fade away, and her scarlet eyes no longer glowed, turning back to their original dark red.
"It's...it's back!" Rosalyn said in surprise.
"I just tried it in the bathroom. 'Black Eyes' is a switchable state, and it doesn't cost any magic power," said Yvette.
"So, Sensei, you now have two forms? The normal 'white eyes' state, and the distorted 'black eyes' state?"
"Now it seems like this."
"So handsome... As expected of a teacher!"
"Next is my second ability," Yvette said, switching to black eyes. The silver hair behind her suddenly floated, moved, and stretched gracefully like a living snake. "Hair, but to be more precise, it's a simple tentacle transformation. And now it seems that I can create a tentacle in every inch of my body and adjust its size..."
She spread out her palm, and soon, a white tentacle emerged from the skin of her palm. It twisted and changed flexibly, and its diameter could shrink to as thin as a gossamer, and it could also expand to the thickness of a python in an instant.
Rosalyn couldn't help but reach out and touch it. It felt cold and smooth, a little scary.
Yvette continued, "...these white tentacles currently have two known abilities. One is hardening, which can be used as a weapon, and the other is devouring, which allows them to absorb flesh and blood. If it's a mutant, they can directly plunder the distortion factor. They can also directly devour non-distortion factor parts, such as regular biological flesh and blood, and convert them into magic power."
"Isn't that invincible?" Rosalyn was shocked.
"But that's not true... because every time I use the tentacles, I consume the distortion factor. In other words, I can consume all the distortion factors in my body by constantly using my ability, and then completely lose my black eye ability and become an ordinary person."
"Eh? The distortion factor...won't be replenished?"
"That's the weird thing. The distorted creatures only need to eat normally to slowly increase the concentration of the distortion factor in their bodies, but I can't do that. I can only rely on external plundering to maintain this ability." Yvette was also very confused about this.
In short, it feels distorted, but not completely distorted.
"Oh, that's strange..." Rosalyn muttered to herself, but after a while, she suddenly remembered something and said with some concern, "Um... Teacher... This must be a very important secret to you, right? Can you really let me know..."
Yvette glanced at her and said nothing.
Rosaline was stunned for a moment, then understood, smiled slightly, and did not continue the topic. Instead, she asked about the causes and consequences of the Battle of the Brood. Then, she sometimes looked focused, sometimes cursed the double-edged demon for being despicable, sometimes marveled at the teacher's deceptive layout, and sometimes sighed at the unexpected ending.
As he was reviewing everything in detail, the heavy rain outside gradually stopped. Outside the floor-to-ceiling window, a bright moon peeked out from the gap in the thick dark clouds, sprinkling its quiet silver frost on the two people in the house.
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(End of this chapter)
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