From the end of the world

Chapter 114 VS Monster Maker 1
There was an abandoned food truck on the side of the street, and we hid behind it.

The sun has set, and the sky is completely dark. The Monster Maker has not yet appeared. Ma Zao has investigated the time when the other party will appear from the head of the Shadow Changer. It is more than an hour away. We came early to avoid missing it, but waiting time is always boring.

And hard work pays off. After a period of time, we finally achieved our goal.

I saw a figure appear on the street.

When Lu Youxun was interrogating the Undead Monster, I saw the picture of the Monster Maker that he read out. The Monster Maker was a man wearing a white suit and a silver metal mask.

In the descriptions of the Immortal and the Shadow-Shadow, he is described as a tall, thin man who is as mysterious as a devil and speaks in a pretentious manner. He also seems to be described as "arrogant", giving people the impression of being extraordinary.

The man who appeared on the street at this moment fits my impression of a monster maker.

White suit, silver mask, tall and thin figure, and a gait that seems to have been trained in etiquette. I think even if he didn't wear such a strange mask, he would definitely be the center of attention. He has the kind of star aura that seems to have a spotlight, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he has a magical leadership charisma to a certain extent.

"Target appears."

Zhu Shi, wearing a straw raincoat, showed a penetrating gaze, as if he was spying on the other party's background.

"How?" I asked.

"…He's just an ordinary person." She said in a deep voice, "This doesn't make sense."

That's right, if it's just an ordinary person, it's impossible to convince those weirdos. According to the information, the monster maker not only creates monsters in our city, but also has his footprints in many cities across the country. Even if the monsters in Saltwater City have never done anything to him, are the monsters in other cities also the kind of obedient "good kids"?

"In that case, why not just kill him?" I said.

“Okay.” Zhu Shi said without pretense, “I’ll lurk close to him first, and then you burn him to death remotely, but leave his head. If he’s actually a weirdo, and the Heart Seed destroys the information in his brain, I’ll immediately cut off his connection with the Heart Seed. And what if he has other ways to destroy the information in his brain…”

Ma Zao took over the conversation: "In that case, I will use the power of blessing to reset and repair the damaged information in his brain."

Zhu Shi nodded, put on his hat, and walked out from the back of the dining car, sneaking behind the monster maker like an ancient assassin. Ma Zao took off the cat whisker mask that hindered his breathing, left from the other side, and quietly went to a position where the enemy could not see him.

The monster maker seemed to know nothing and just moved towards the clinic as usual. I didn't have the excellent stealth ability like Zhu Shi and Ma Zao, so I could only continue to hide behind the dining car, silently observing him and being alert to his movements.

This person probably has information about the end of the world and possesses technology that has elements of the end of the world. This alone is extraordinary. In my heart, he also gives me an elusive feeling in other ways. He suddenly appears in front of people who desire power at night, and grants them incredible power like a devil whispering a spell. This weird behavior is just like that dream.

——Do you want power?
Four and a half years ago, a strange person who appeared in my dream and whose face I couldn’t see clearly said the same thing to me.

From my subjective point of view, my magical adventure started from the night I met Ma Zao. But from an objective point of view, the real starting point for me to enter the extraordinary world should be the moment when I lit the candle with my eyes four and a half years ago. The interval between that dream and that moment was only a few days.

I still can't tell whether it was just a coincidence or a mysterious experience with special significance. The existence of the weirdo maker can't help but make strange associations in my mind.

After Zhu Shi got into position, he made a ready gesture to me from a distance. I nodded and then focused my attention on the monster maker.

The next moment, flames exploded.

The blazing flames instantly engulfed the Monster Maker. The whole process was not like burning, but rather like an electric shock. The dazzling light only lasted for a short time, not even enough time to blink, and the Monster Maker's body evaporated on the spot in the flash. Only the head wearing a silver metal mask was left, falling to the ground like an inflated ball.

ended.

Zhu Shi did not make a move from the beginning to the end, and the Monster Maker's head did not explode. It seems that the Monster Maker did not transform himself into a monster.

But it’s hard for me to have the feeling of “success”.

The death of the monster maker was so simple that it lacked a sense of reality. Of course, it is also possible that he did have many means of fighting, but he was unable to use them in time under my unruly sneak attack. Moreover, I am also aware of the destructive power of my flames. So far, the opponents hit by my flames have never been able to take them head-on, even if they can avoid death by relying on their own special features. Even if he is not without a strategy to counter the sneak attack, it is hard to say whether all of them will be reduced to ashes in my flames. The fight between life and death is sometimes so cruel.

Just in case, I released a dozen "fireflies" to guard the surroundings, and then walked out from my hiding place with Ma Zao and slowly moved towards Zhu Shi. The latter did not touch the head impatiently, but just moved slowly and observed cautiously.

It seems that none of us here is naive enough to conclude that things will be that simple, and we are all on guard against possible threats that may emerge in the darkness.

And the reality did not disappoint our "expectations".

Something unexpected happened.

Just when Ma Zao and I were about to meet up with Zhu Shi, black mist suddenly emerged from the ground like a volcanic eruption.

Having said that, there were no vents or cracks on the ground. The black mist emerged directly through the ground like a phantom, and it spread out very quickly. After I reacted, the street seemed to have been completely covered by the black mist. At least my vision was completely blocked by the black mist.

Being in this black fog, I felt my head becoming dizzy, and even my body seemed to be controlled by my consciousness and became slow in movement.

This kind of black fog is not the first time I have seen it. Two days ago, when Zhu Shi and I faced the immortal monster and the latter trapped us in the maze space, black fog also appeared. The groggy feeling I feel now seems to be the result of the dizziness and nausea I felt last time magnified many times.

If this strange phenomenon of making the mind dizzy happened to an ordinary person, he would probably lose consciousness in an instant.

However, my body, including my mind, are all products of flame mimicry. The drowsiness I feel now is also the result of my body thinking "I should become like this" after coming into contact with the black mist. In other words, it is an illusion presented to myself. And I can clearly realize that this is just an illusion. While feeling drowsy, it seems that there is another self who is not affected at all and is overlooking everything. This overlooking self is the real me.

Simply put, this trick doesn't work for me at all.

But it seems that is not the case for Zhu Shi and Ma Zao.

Although my naked eye vision was completely blocked by the black fog, fortunately I had the thermal perception of a "firefly". Now I could see that the two were still standing there, and they looked very sober, but their movements were slow, as if they were struggling to move in an extremely sticky quagmire. This was evidence that their states were affected.

Putting aside Zhu Shi, Ma should have been able to use the power of blessing to reset her state, but she didn't use it immediately. Not only that, she didn't seem to be in a hurry to break through the black mist, but looked around with a calm look. This was a deliberate show of weakness.

Zhu Shi seemed to have noticed Ma Zao's calmness, and she seemed to be less anxious. Perhaps she also had some kind of trump card to break through the situation, and her previous anxiety was just out of worry about the people around her.

Unlike the two who pretended to be completely immune to the black mist, I was not affected by it at all. If I tried to imitate their slow movements, I would end up with a poor imitation. The monster maker must have been a cover, and his true identity must have been spying in the dark. He must have noticed my blatant immunity to the black mist.

With the idea of ​​throwing the jar into the ground, I gave up on acting, summoned a fireball with my right hand, and was about to hit my chest with it.

At this moment, I suddenly felt something holding my right wrist. I turned around and saw that the black mist around me had turned into a solid dark chain that tightly bound my right wrist.

Then, more dark chains shot out from all directions, binding my torso, left wrist, and left and right ankles, pulling me up and lifting me high into the air several meters above the ground.

There were footsteps in the depths of the black fog. Soon, a tall and thin man in a white suit and a silver mask appeared and strode to a place about ten steps away from me.

Sure enough, the monster maker is not dead yet.

So was the one I burned to death just now my clone? Something was wrong. If it was a clone formed by supernatural power, there was no reason why it could be hidden from Zhu Shi's eyes. She would definitely see through it.

The Monster Maker picked up his head from the ground, then looked around at us and seemed to smile.

He threw his head aside like trash.

"Good evening, all three," he said. "I am the 'Weirdo Maker' you are looking for."

(End of this chapter)