Chapter 55: Stranger Than Strange

Dead?

Fang Xiu furrowed his brows slightly. Could the mutation not be interrupted? Or had he been too harsh?

Just as he was feeling slightly annoyed, he suddenly seemed to hear the sound of slimy tentacles wriggling.

On the side he couldn't see, Lin Ziyang's lone remaining eye had four tentacles resembling those of an octopus extending from its socket.

The four tentacles clung to Lin Ziyang's eye socket, exerting slight pressure, and the entire eye was pulled out of its socket, emitting a sound akin to opening the cork of a thermos bottle.

Pop!

Fang Xiu furrowed his brows and immediately retreated ten meters behind Lin Ziyang.

His speed was fast, but it still couldn't match that of the eye with the four tentacles.

The eye, completely covered in blood red with only a black pupil, crawled like a spider onto Lin Ziyang's head.

The pitch-black pupil fixed its gaze on Fang Xiu, locking onto its target in less than a fraction of a second.

It leaped forward with great force, hurtling toward Fang Xiu like a cannonball.

Swish!

At nearly the same moment, Fang Xiu swung his surgical knife, attempting to cleave the deformed eyeball in two.

But the eyeball suddenly changed direction mid-air, narrowly gliding past the scalpel.

Clunk!

Its slimy tentacles tightly wrapped around Fang Xiu's hand holding the scalpel.

Fang Xiu remained composed, immediately switching hands to grip the scalpel and slashing at the eyeball.

The eyeball, like a writhing octopus, swiftly wriggled around to the other side of his hand, evading the strike.

Fang Xiu couldn't sever his own hand, so he had to stop.

He no longer used the scalpel but chose to grab it with his hands.

But the eyeball seemed alive, constantly moving across Fang Xiu's body, making it impossible to grasp.

It climbed higher and higher, reaching Fang Xiu's neck.

Fang Xiu immediately made a judgment: the target was his eyes.

Thus, in the next second, he abandoned the attempt to capture it from his neck and, as if anticipating its move, reached out with his hand toward his own eyes.

He had it!

A cold, slippery sensation spread through his hand!

His vision focused, and his eyes landed on the strange eyeball, which was now firmly grasped by Fang Xiu's hand.

But the next moment, an odd fluctuation emanated from the eyeball.

Fang Xiu's vision went black, his consciousness grew fuzzy, and his hand involuntarily released its grip.

The eyeball took the opportunity to collide into his right eye.

Intense pain surged through him, instantly jolting him awake.

He could clearly feel his right eye being devoured! Devoured by that eyeball!

Without a moment's hesitation, he reached out and grabbed the last tentacle that hadn't yet burrowed inside.

The scene was utterly horrifying.

A man with a calm expression was holding onto a tentacle that had grown out of his eye socket.

But the tentacle was too slippery, and in an instant, it slipped out of his grasp, slurping like a noodle as it burrowed into Fang Xiu's right eye socket.

Fang Xiu's expression remained calm; such an eerie little scene was nothing to him.

The next moment, he extended two fingers and thrust them forcefully toward his right eye.

But just as his fingers were about to touch the eyeball, they suddenly stopped.

He realized that his right eye could see again.

Previously, his right eye had been completely blinded, but now, after the strange eyeball had entered, he could see once more.

He decided to wait a little longer.

Soon, an eerie scene unfolded: his right eye began to move involuntarily.

It was hard for an ordinary person to imagine: one eye remained motionless, while the other darted around wildly, constantly scanning the surroundings. It even began to roll upward, with the black pupil completely shifting to the upper eyelid.

Then, it rolled inward!

Two images immediately flashed through Fang Xiu's mind. The first was the dim warehouse seen through his left eye.

The second was the blood-red expanse and densely packed blood vessels seen through his right eye, even revealing the inner workings of the skull.

At the same time, Lin Ziyang's voice echoed in his mind.

"Hahaha.... It turns out the Black Jack wasn't lying to me. Flesh is weak, but the bizarre can ascend!! I've become it!"

Lin Ziyang's voice was utterly crazy, no longer recognizable as human. It was more like something bizarre than a person.

"Fang Xiu, I've taken your body! Rest assured, I won't erase your consciousness. I'll imprison you forever within this body, making you endure pain for all eternity! Hahaha..."

Facing such a bizarre scene, Fang Xiu's face showed no emotion. However, when he heard the word "pain," he smiled.

"Let me... feel pain?"

His lips curled involuntarily, revealing his sharp white teeth. In the dim light, he looked eerily unsettling.

"I must say, you're quite humorous."

"Hmph! Just wait and see how you'll talk then! Once I control your body, I'll use this body to devour everyone you hold dearest, making you wish you were dead!"

The next moment, an eerie spiritual fluctuation emanated from the eyes, penetrating directly into the brain and striking the soul.

It was like a source of pollution, constantly releasing contamination into Fang Xiu's mind.

Lin Ziyang's consciousness controlled the source of pollution, deeply penetrating Fang Xiu's mind.

He intended to twist Fang Xiu's mind, infecting and assimilating it with an eerie force, completely taking control of this body.

However, when he fully invaded Fang Xiu's mind, he froze.

"Where... am I?"

Lin Ziyang felt himself plunged into an endless darkness, a darkness so twisted it resembled a black hole devouring everything.

Here, he was bombarded by an endless torrent of negative emotions.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"Revenge! I must have revenge! This grudge will not be settled until I die!"

"Wife! As long as I'm alive, you must die!"

"No one can survive being killed eighteen times and still be alive in this world, no one!"

"All the strange forces deserve to die!"

"I will make the world feel pain!!"

Intense hatred and rage surged like a raging sea, violently crashing against Lin Ziyang.

Countless terrifying visions of death crashed down like an avalanche.

Even though Lin Ziyang had lost control of his spirit and had completely transformed into an anomaly, the twisted darkness within Fang Xiu's mind still sent shivers down his spine.

"Is this... truly a human mind?!"

At that moment, countless indescribable eerie whispers began to echo around Lin Ziyang, incomprehensible and impossible to ignore, like a seductive demonic melody, each note causing him excruciating headaches.

This was the baptism of the eerie beings from the dome above.

Lin Ziyang felt as though he were trapped in hell. He could no longer endure it. He was afraid, filled with dread. He had to leave this place—this was not the mind of a human being.

Fang Xiu was definitely not human; he was even more eerie than the eerie beings themselves!