Yellow Shirt Fatty

Dear tired Reader, it is an honor that you have chosen this book amidst the heavy, gloomy aisles of the Library.
It is with some regret, however, that I must inform you this book is ill.
Your fingers should be able to feel the raised Proliferation of tissues on the surface of the Skin of the book, 
The words written in days of old are like Parasites taking root in the pages, longing for someone to observe their writhing,
To sense, to decipher, and to touch the very essence of this sick story.
If you insist on borrowing this book, please be sure to regularly check your own physical condition.
Keep in mind.

The Gentleman at the End

"The passage has become pathological to this degree?"


"If it were not for the bonfire that Mr. Orman lit at the entrance, those things resembling tentacles would have probably swarmed out and launched an invasion against the entire Holy Grail Mountain and even the nearby Gentlemen's Transfer Station."


"That Mr. Orman was able to keep watch alone for an entire year under such pressure, just to give the younger members of the organization more opportunities to travel to the Old World and retrieve relics."


While Yi Chen felt a sense of awe, he also remained cautious of the completely decayed passageway in front of him, which now bore these strange tentacles,


These tentacles looked more like fleshy lines, primarily black with occasional grey,


They grew from between the decaying walls of the passageway, swaying in the air,


Even if severed, other linear tentacles would quickly grow back, some with a clear tendency to burrow into Yi Chen's body.


Chapter 396 Parasite