Chapter 247: Loss Of Sensation
Noisy and ghostly whispers, a world interwoven with flesh and blood, all the long-lost sensations of madness assaulted He Jia’an’s entire body once again. After losing the protection of the New Year’s red envelope, all the malice rebounded like an arrow hitting the bottom, instantly piercing through his gradually cooling heart.
His eyes avoided normal vision, his ears absorbed mad voices, his body slowly lost its temperature… All senses were gradually going out of control. He Jia’an was in a circle where no evil spirits would approach within a hundred meters radius, but he didn’t feel any sense of security. Those negative sensory experiences were slowly dragging him into the abyss.
“You can do it.” He Jia’an tremblingly took out a wrinkled and broken cigarette from his pocket, comforting and encouraging himself to stand up again.
It seemed to be the backlash from using the New Year’s red envelope. The influence of contamination he was suffering now was far stronger than when he was in the mental sanatorium. He felt that everything related to normal was deviating far away from him, deeply disgusted with his this individual that was gradually decaying and degenerating.
He Jia’an slowly walked outward. Although fear was wearing down his reason, he didn’t forget the goal he wanted to accomplish. He still needed to continue finding those space channels hidden in Kisaragi High School, then destroy the magic arrays that set up the channels, and eliminate the source of the curse.
He walked very slowly. Suddenly, his shoe tip kicked something metallic. That thing made a metallic collision sound on the ground. Looking down, it was a familiar tachi.
It was that demonic blade that left Matsumoto Gin with no bones remaining—Heavenly Cloud Sword. He Jia’an looked at it and seemed to somewhat understand Matsumoto Gin’s mood when he insisted on holding it back then. After hesitating for a few seconds, he picked it up.
To outsiders, it was just an ancient and precious treasure sword, but in He Jia’an’s eyes now, at the reflective part of the Heavenly Cloud Sword’s blade, there was currently reflecting merely the tip of the iceberg of a terrifying giant beast. Blood-red snake pupils were staring tightly at him through the chilling blade light. Its rotten and broken black body seemed to want to devour He Jia’an’s reflection inside it, and his soul was to be taken away by this giant beast.
Although the hidden power of this demonic tachi further wore down his spirit, its being also seemed to domineeringly expel those negative states that were troubling him. Mad whispers, bizarre anomalies, abnormal sensations all gained a certain degree of resistance after holding the blade.
It wasn’t that the demonic blade protected He Jia’an. He Jia’an was very clear that this was just a domineering and powerful beast competing for food with other “jackals, wolves, and tigers” that were starving mad, wanting to exclusively enjoy him this “delicious” that was about to degenerate.
“If you can help me stop the blessing and Thousand Illusions Moon from invading the reality world, I’ll offer myself to you.” He Jia’an steeled himself and tried to negotiate a transaction with the existence behind the tachi.
As soon as the words fell, the demonic blade shook. Immediately after, He Jia’an felt a burst of intense pain from the palm of his hand gripping the blade. Then he discovered what seemed like tens of thousands of flesh worms biting open huge wounds on his hand, then drilling in through the blood holes, madly gnawing his flesh and blood, absorbing the nutrients of his body. Those thick tubes writhed crazily in his arms, as if to completely replace the flesh and blood of his arms, but they stopped at the shoulders and drilled no deeper.
He didn’t know if this meant the other party agreed to the transaction or opposed his request, but He Jia’an felt it didn’t matter. At least temporarily, he didn’t feel like he would slowly fall into madness like Matsumoto Gin. He could still dominate the use of the blade. Perhaps he hadn’t reached the limit of going out of control yet.
With the demonic blade at his side, He Jia’an temporarily had the power to confront anomalies, though he didn’t know how long it could last…
He Jia’an was like a mobile piece of beautiful flesh emitting a wonderful fragrance at all times. As he walked on the campus, countless lurking dark creatures went mad for it, trying every means to devour him.
Those blood race flesh worms that seemed impossible to kill were tricky opponents. Killing them wasn’t easy. Ordinary sharp blades couldn’t slay them; slashes merely split them apart, turning one into two individuals. But the Heavenly Cloud Sword could absorb the vitality of most creatures, including anomaly creatures. He Jia’an used it to slash at creatures, extremely easily causing blood race flesh worms wounds that were hard to heal or even impossible to heal. This was a quite fatal weapon to the blood race.
After a wave of successive assaults, the blood race flesh worms quieted down a lot, but they hadn’t given up on the plan to eat He Jia’an. In their eyes, He Jia’an possessed enormous value to be eaten by them.
Although He Jia’an relied on the demonic blade to kill quite a few blood race flesh worms, this didn’t mean he got much good out of them.
Those blood race flesh worms looked like jelly-like flesh and blood soft-bodied creatures, but in fact, their undersides were also their mouths, with suction cup-like oral cavities covered in yellow teeth and fangs, and a quite fatal telescoping tongue tooth. Once bitten, the mouth would clamp tightly to the skin like a suction cup. After countless fangs pierced in at the same instant, it was even harder to pull out. Forcibly pulling it out would instead tear off a large chunk of flesh and blood. And these greedy creatures weren’t satisfied with such a degree of predation method. To deliver a fatal strike or eternally entangle the opponent, they would also launch their tongue teeth when necessary. That thing was like a harpoon that could instantly pierce steel plates, let alone human tissue.
He Jia’an was bitten several times, but he preemptively sliced off their bodies with the demonic blade before they could launch the fatal tongue teeth, leaving only a ring of toothed parts embedded in him.
Those teeth probably carried some unknown secretions with anesthesia-like effects. The moment of being bitten would suddenly hurt, but then the pain would turn into numbness. For a period of time, he wouldn’t feel any pain, but He Jia’an could clearly sense the existence of those foreign objects piercing his skin.
To avoid massive bleeding, He Jia’an didn’t choose to remove those suction cup mouthparts immediately, but carried them and continued forward.
“Here… another one.” He Jia’an found another place on a corridor of the campus where an advent ritual was drawn, and destroyed the ritual with two slashes.
For He Jia’an’s behavior of destroying the advent ritual, the blood race flesh worms were quite angry. A large portion of them, originally planning to bide their time, chose to launch another attack.
Thus, He Jia’an suffered another siege, but this time he didn’t fight those guys to the end, instead retreating while fighting.
Even so, He Jia’an inevitably couldn’t bear it somewhat. Moreover, every time the demonic blade was used, those tubes that had gnawed off and occupied his entire arm would penetrate one more inch into his body. Now, at least nearly one-third of his body parts had been replaced by the demonic blade’s tubes. If this continued, the time for him to follow in Matsumoto Gin’s footsteps would only be shorter.
Just as He Jia’an felt he was about to hold out no longer at any moment, suddenly a large swarm of human arms surged out, pouring down like a flood, densely packed, grabbing those blood race flesh worms attacking He Jia’an.
Those blood race flesh worms originally wanted to open their mouths to resist, but unexpectedly, these human arms suddenly split one by one into incomprehensible complex mouthparts, directly swallowing the blood race flesh worms alive, without any power to resist.
“Looks like you still need my help, Captain He.” Amid the severed arms and limbs spread across the ground filled with chilling chewing and gnawing sounds, a voice transmitted from the “waves” of bulging arms above. The bulging part gradually squeezed and merged, transforming into a humanoid creature with two heads, one male and one female. The male one said to He Jia’an in a slightly teasing tone.
