Chapter 789: Chapter 655: Gaining a Catastrophe Level! (Part 2)

That is a kind of blackness that makes one’s gaze involuntarily slide away, as if even light itself feels redundant.

So profound as if reality had torn open a rift leading to the void in this area.

The sea surface in the vast surrounding area seemed to be covered with an indelible shadow, even the waves turned somber.

A chill suddenly descended, piercing straight to the bone.

The temperature of the seawater around the stone platform suddenly dropped by at least ten degrees, and a thin layer of frost formed on the platform’s surface.

The night sky above, already dark as ink, now became even denser, like someone poured another whole bottle of darker ink into it.

The light in the natural environment was disappearing.

The concept of "light" itself was being eroded by some force.

The Energy Light Ball floating above Jeming’s head emitted a gentle white glow, but now, the edges of that glow began to blur.

Like someone using an eraser to rub a pencil drawing inch by inch, dissipating from the edges toward the center, little by little.

Jeming’s All-Purpose Eye was operating frantically, the Fate System rapidly calculating in the depths of his consciousness, data pouring in like a waterfall.

The newly emerged mysterious force before him was skyrocketing.

The boundary of the Hazard Level was easily crossed.

Jeming could clearly perceive the force’s momentum, its speed of growth like riding a rocket.

It took only a few seconds for these two mysterious fusions to leap the chasm from Hazard Level to Disaster Level.

And after entering Disaster Level, the mysterious force’s rise did not slow, rather it continued to ascend even faster.

Jeming’s eyebrows furrowed slightly, a bit surprised in his heart.

He originally estimated that the fusion of the two mysterious forces would at most reach the Mid Stage of Disaster Level, but the growth rate in front of him indicated his estimation was too conservative.

High Stage Disaster Level, Peak Disaster Level... then, another boundary was abruptly broken through.

Catastrophe Level Mysterious!

The sea surface around the platform underwent an extremely eerie change.

The seawater no longer reflected any light, as if all the surrounding light was swallowed by darkness.

Looking at the sea, what was seen was not water, but a pure, weightless, textureless dark void.

Jeming felt the corners of his mouth involuntarily rise, like a treasure appraiser who had just unearthed a priceless relic in a junk market.

However, before he could fully express this joy, the darkness before him had already completed its metamorphosis.

The original solid form dissolved into the formless, the shadow of the Shadow Thief, the fissure of the Fissure Man, after fusion, leaving only a boundaryless, contourless darkness that sent chills from the very marrow.

Even he, in the moment of eye contact, felt an uncontrollable shiver rise along his spine.

Through the All-Purpose Eye’s analysis, Jeming understood that this was not terror brought by external forces, but something engraved in the instinct of all life.

The fear of darkness, of cramped spaces, of those "unseen places" in the depths of shadows was infinitely magnified, materialized into this all-consuming black before him.

"I see, this is a mysterious being born from fear based on the biological individual’s instinct? In that case, though it looks much like darkness, it should be called Shadow Mysterious..."

Jeming was clicking his tongue in wonder, as the completely evolved Shadow Mysterious underwent a change.

From that boundaryless darkness, claws emerged.

One, two, ten, a hundred...

Emerging from the depths of that darkness, long and twisted, like the deepest nightmares every human harbors as a child staring at the closet crevice, now turning into reality, reaching out towards him.

Every claw was indistinct, as if constantly changing shape, yet their "grip strength" was real.

Jeming felt countless claws grasping his arms, waist, and ankles, dragging him into the heart of that darkness.

Upon just touching that darkness, Jeming’s body began to disintegrate under the forces of pulling and erosion, much like paper saturated with water, falling apart from the edges bit by bit.

His body was being eroded.

Where the claws gripped, his existence became blurred, his boundaries disappearing, his shape twisting, his form vacillating between stability and instability.

Looking at the erosive changes happening to his body, Jeming felt somewhat surprised.

Even though this body was merely a manifested form, not his true self, it had undergone levels of strengthening through the Body Refining Technique and Inner Cycle, its resistance far surpassing any known being on this Plane, yet it couldn’t withstand this kind of erosion.

The claws’ speed of erosion was accelerating.

Most of his body had begun to turn semi-transparent, the muscle texture beneath the skin blurred, like a pencil sketch being erased.

"This is Catastrophe Level..." Jeming uttered in a low voice.

Through the analysis of the All-Purpose Eye, Jeming had roughly understood the Shadow Mysterious before him.

Truth be told, the strength of this Shadow Mysterious was unstable, possibly only ordinary Disaster Level during the day.

However, it was highly compatible with the characteristics of the Night Mysterious... it could even be called complementary.

The Night Mysterious held absolute dominance over "a state without light," whereas this fusion was the materialization of "shadow fear."

During the day, because the shadow of daylight was not deep enough, people’s fear of shadow was not intense enough.

But at midnight, in absolute darkness without a trace of natural light, it was a genuine Catastrophe Level.

Jeming could almost envision the scene of this entity appearing in a city.

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