The Dark Way of the Egoist: A Serial

Chapter 5 The spell returns to the battle
Turning from the main road into the small street, there are actually quite a lot of people here, otherwise how would Dak dare to come in.

Some small shops are located here, and there are many shops that are only open at night.

I bought enough snacks and drinks and stuffed them in my backpack. Dak likes to eat when he is in a bad mood or a good mood.

Ignoring the software hardeners standing in the shadowy corners...I'm actually looking forward to it.

how to say?

There seem to be a lot of hooligans around?

As expected, these bug-like things can be found everywhere.

Crunching potato chips, Dak squatted in the shadows and looked at the passers-by like a pervert.

"Zizzi-"

Dake heard a strange noise.

It's like the crackling sound you hear when the signal on an old-fashioned TV is bad.

There was also a blurry mosaic in my vision.

"What's going on?" Dak felt puzzled and a little uneasy.

Wait until your vision returns to normal.

Dak found himself still in the city.

It’s just... the world seems to have changed “a billion little things”.

Although he was still in the shadows, the surrounding streets had undergone tremendous changes, with tall buildings rising from the ground.

The more important changes are the various signs.

The text above is not in Chinese, but in Japanese.

Dake didn't understand Japanese, but he could recognize the type by looking at the style of the characters.

"Oh my, this is really fucked up."

Dark had no intention of doing anything rash, and carefully collecting intelligence was what he would do.

Fortunately, I had stocked up on enough snacks and drinks beforehand, so I don’t have to worry about consumption issues.

I don’t know if the deposits in my previous accounts can still be used in this world.

"Something seems to be wrong?"

Dak seemed to see something strange.

Some small, monster-like things.

There are all kinds of shapes and sizes, and they are basically all chilling things.

These things appear in the crowd and even run around, but it seems that no one can see them.

As Dak focused his mind, he could hear these things chattering and mumbling nonsense.

The hood is put on the head, the collar is pulled up as high as possible, and the whole person is hidden and shrunk as much as possible.

Although I don’t know how to hide my existence, I’d better try to make my presence less noticeable.

“@#$^&%!$#……”

The things in the corners, above some people's heads, and flying in the sky all looked at Dak.

“I don’t understand what they are saying, but these weird things seem to be targeting me.

grass!!!"

Duck turned and began to run.

What else to do?
The locals won’t care, maybe they are resistant to it!

But what about him?
Dak knew very well that he was an outsider, and who knew if he had any resistance.
Just like the joke in many novels, if a modern person travels back in time, he or she will become a walking source of plague.

I don’t know what impact my coming to this world will have?
The panicked action seemed to be the detonator.

All the monsters around were attracted and swarmed out like a school of fish.

"I'm going to die, I'm going to die..."

Luckily, this body is stronger than an average person, and Dark was able to do some things like Uncle Long in the Furniture City movie when escaping.

For example, the stairs tip over.

But when you're being chased by a large group of people... there's no way to escape!

"Damn it, I won't accept this!"

I don’t know if these things are hallucinations, but I can’t afford to take the risk.

The next location is the underground parking lot.

If it's fast, I hope I can run out, right?
"Fuck, it's over..."

There are also many cursed spirits in this underground parking lot.

Dak's appearance attracted their attention.

Monsters everywhere surrounded them.

Dak wanted to resist, but he couldn't. There were too many of them, and there was no room for him to use his fists or feet. He couldn't use any of the weapons in his backpack. If he used a Molotov cocktail in this space, he would only burn himself to death.

Hundreds and thousands of monsters knocked Dak to the ground and began to bite him.

"ah!!!!……?????"

In extreme fear, Dak screamed.

Then the scream gradually weakened and turned into a sound of doubt.

Dak felt no pain, and even retained a clear mind and was able to think about the current situation.

Dak could already tell from the feeling of his struggle that his clothes were torn.

But my body didn't feel any pain.

And since he can still move, that means he is not injured.

"*&%￥&@%#&..."

I could hear these strange things lying on my body still biting and screaming. I didn't know what they were saying. The sound was getting lower and lower, and I seemed to be able to hear it clearly?

"?This is?"

Dak saw many thread-like things spreading out from his body.

These monsters are all bound and connected by silk threads.

There was a hazy black smoke spreading.

“Wah-la-la… ahhh…”

The monsters that came into contact with the black air screamed and quickly shrank as if they had been drained dry.

Struggling to get up.

"Well, it turns out that this thread is not on me."

Without the monsters blocking the light, Dak could finally see what was going on around him.

Strictly speaking, the lines on the body are spreading out from the backpack.

Opening the backpack, Dak took out the doll.

Compared to Dake's miserable appearance, the doll's appearance has not changed at all, but the attribute list has changed greatly.

Name: Soul Sacrifice Curse Puppet
Race: Cursed Spirit (Otherworldly Cursed Fetus)
Name: Doll

Level: LV30 (evolving)

Health: 80%
Spell power: 98%
Abilities: Substitution, Grudge, Grand Palace
Owner: Dake

The levels have been greatly increased, more races have been added, and the abilities have also changed.

"Curse the spirit? Curse the fetus?

You seem to have some impression?"

Dak thought of an anime work.

Well, after all, he is just an ordinary audience, not a fanatical fan, so he doesn’t remember the details very clearly.

"Spell fight back?"

Dak thought carefully about the little monsters before, and it seemed that they were really a little similar?
There is a huge difference between converting 2D animation to 3D reality.

It’s impossible for a normal person to tell it at first glance, and it’s not a very distinctive character.

As the doll changed, Dak felt that he was getting better and better.

Until the surrounding cursed spirits were completely devoured, Dak looked at the doll in his hand.

The level changed from LV30 to LV33.

One more ability: Curse

Dak felt that as the owner, his level was only 8, while the doll as a prop was level 33, which was 4 times higher.

Outrageous.

"Wow, I didn't expect to see newborns of the same kind here?"

Just then, Duck heard someone talking.

This seems to be spoken in Japanese, why can I understand what it means?

This was Dak's first reaction.

Then turned around and looked over.

"grass!"

Dak couldn't help but curse, he had just escaped from the wolf's den and entered the tiger's den.

Although he didn't recognize the young man's face and didn't have much impression of his clothes.

But...distinctive features!
I agree that many races in different worlds are not the same species, and equating nouns is a taboo.

There are situations where there are different objects with the same name, and different names for the same object.

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(End of this chapter)