Translator: SumTLMan
This is good, as Angel can more easily investigate the truth behind that human-shaped silhouette.
Maintaining the pressure applied by his right eye, Angel walks composedly to the side of the isolated island mushroom. He doesn’t investigate immediately, but instead reaches out and touches three Mystlight buttons.
As a green rune flashes, the three little ones are finally liberated from being frozen in fear.
After all, the oppression of the right eye’s green rune is a powerful harm in its own right, and Angel’s plan is to abduct them, not kill them.
However, once the green rune’s oppression is lifted, they still seem to be in a state of palpitations. Facing Angel, they don’t dare to be reckless anymore and stand trembling to one side, motionless.
Only when Angel actively releases soothing emotions do they gradually return to normal.
After doing this, Angel then turns his gaze to the gaping maw of the solitary island mushroom, filled with sharp teeth.
The pungent smell of sulfur mixed with an extremely unpleasant rotten egg odor hits him, but Angel’s expression remains unchanged. He even spares a thought to consider whether diluting the rich smell could yield a fragrant effect.
Of course, the smell is not the main focus. Angel’s attention is still on the silhouette.
Although the surrounding green luminescent mist has been mostly consumed by the little ones, the mist in the mushroom’s orifice is still dense, revealing only the dark-colored human silhouette in the light mist.
Angel initially thought of using observational sight spells to see the other’s face clearly. However, when he uses his activated right eye, he realizes that using the right eye to deeply investigate visually brings an unprecedented enhancement.
The right eye simply enhances his vision, without any other amplification. Yet, this enhancement brings a terrifying effect. The green luminescent mist itself is actually made of extremely fine filamentous particles. After Angel’s vision is enhanced, he directly sees through these particles. Through the scattering and changing of light and shadow, he overcomes the visual obstacle and sees the true face of the figure deep in the mushroom’s mouth.
This is a man.
His lower half is completely assimilated with crimson mushrooms, leaving only his upper body in human form. Even so, the exposed skin is covered by a thin layer of mushrooms. His hands are suspended, and his forearms are fused with the mushrooms, appearing like a human about to melt.
His face is severely distorted, sticky with many strands of mushrooms. However, even so, Angel still roughly reconstructs his original appearance in his mind.
Yet, even with a rough idea of his original face, Angel still does not recognize him.
“I should have asked about who fell into the ruins when I entered them,” Angel sighed. He could have gone to the Wilderness of Dreams to inquire with Sanders, but it is not safe now, nor the time to ask.
Angel tries to call out to him but receives no response.
“Perhaps it’s because of the oppressive force?” Angel wonders and decides to remove the oppression from the man’s body before asking again.
However, just as Angel remotely removes the oppression, the man regains consciousness, and the mushroom also begins to move.
“Ah, the pain! Why me… I will kill you! I will kill you!” The man opens his eyes, devoid of any emotion, just a deep green.
As the man screams fiercely, the mushroom shoots out a long tongue towards Angel and spews strong, powerful flames.
Angel is right by the mushroom’s mouth, caught off guard.
However, facing the imminent danger so close, Angel does not panic. Choosing to approach the mushroom, he is highly vigilant, having considered any contingencies in his mind.
Angel almost didn’t hesitate, directly manipulating the phantasmal limbs behind him, like chains crossing in front of him, blocking the impact. At the same time, the green runes in Angel’s right eye leapt again.
When the patterns on the mask became deeper and more mysterious, the isolated mushroom was once again frozen in place.
Since the entire process happened in an instant, when it was once again immobilized by the oppressive force, its mouth was still open, even wider, pushing the bound man towards its sharp teeth, revealing even more of him.
The man, while being suppressed, was still howling, so he maintained this ferocious expression.
Angel watched this scene, slightly speculating in his heart.
He had just relieved the pressure restriction on the man, but the whole mushroom had “come to life,” which already suggested some problems.
The man and the mushroom had an inseparable effect, affecting the whole by pulling one strand.
It could even be said that this man might be the core of the mushroom.
“Bee Blair said Mystlight controlled humans, is it referring to this state? Completely inseparable from the mushroom, even eventually assimilating with it?” Angel wondered to himself.
Regardless of whether Angel’s speculation was correct, the most important thing now was to obtain more information.
Besides observation, the best way to obtain information was to ask directly.
But how could he get information from this almost assimilated human?
Simple calling and verbal stimulation had already been tried and were clearly ineffective. So, what now?
Take him to the Wilderness of Dreams? This might be a good idea, but if he really let him enter the Wilderness of Dreams, Angel couldn’t be sure whether its consciousness was that of a human or a mushroom.
Moreover, this wasn’t a suitable place to enter the Wilderness of Dreams.
Angel’s gaze wandered for a while before finally settling on the glowing green mist surrounding him.
He remembered what Bee Blair had mentioned: the weakness of Mystlight was Mystlight itself. If this was a human controlled by Mystlight, would he return to normal if all the green mist was absorbed?
Angel decided to give it a try. After all, if Mystlight really appeared in the outside world, he could take preventive measures in advance.
With this thought, Angel’s gaze turned to the three little creatures at his feet…
…
The process of absorbing the green mist went smoother than Angel had anticipated.
Although the intelligence of the three creatures was not high, they understood Angel’s command to devour the green mist and were quite willing to do so.
However, after devouring the green mist surrounding the man, Angel tried again to awaken him… but there was still no sign of humanity.
Angel had no choice but to reactivate the green rune in his right eye, forcing the mushrooms into a state of oppression once again.
“Why is there no effect after absorbing all this green mist?” Angel pondered this question, looking at the man again.
After scrutinizing him for a long time, Angel’s gaze finally rested on his eyes.