Chapter 2057 Boil Gentleman <TOC> Chapter 2059 An Unexpected Reunion
Translator: SumTLMan
Angel felt as if he was on the sea during a storm, facing a furious ocean constantly rolling and surging.
It seemed like the next second, he would be capsized by the tremendous waves and obliterated.
Although he knew it was an illusion, the oppressive force that could induce life-and-death delusions couldn’t be taken lightly.
Angel had experienced many kinds of oppressive forces before. This time, it wasn’t the strongest, but it was definitely the most unbearable he had ever felt.
Not only was the intensity of the oppression extremely high, but most importantly, Angel was currently maintaining his impersonation of “Shava.” He had to face this oppression in this guise.
While Angel’s understanding of Shava wasn’t extensive, he was well aware of her strength. The fact that he could kill the True Spirit of a Demon God from another space and time spoke volumes. Such a formidable Shava would likely find this level of oppression child’s play, probably not even blinking an eye.
He could exhaust all his wits to impersonate Shava, but after all, he wasn’t him.
Facing such terrifying energy oppression, since the target wasn’t himself, he might withstand it with his profound foundation; however, he definitely couldn’t do it as effortlessly as Shava.
Just a slight paleness in his face under the oppression could ruin all his efforts in impersonation.
The crisis Angel faced now was arguably no less severe than when he was an apprentice facing Isabella’s oppression at Silent Hill.
The slightest slip could lead the Nightmare Plane creatures to discover something wrong, with unimaginable consequences.
Angel was constantly devising strategies in his mind, yet his expression remained calm and composed, even casually observing the reactions of other guests at the banquet… Hmm, no reactions.
Whether it was the Black and White Maids, or Da Vichyssoise, the emotions they emitted remained as tranquil as ever, showing no concern for the overwhelming energy oppression.
Even Mad floating in mid-air, facing this level of oppression, was like being in a drizzle, not worth mentioning.
Their only reaction was curiosity about what had happened in the dark corridor that made Boil Gentleman suddenly use such immense primal energy?
At the banquet, the only one seriously confronting the energy oppression was Angel, seated at the main seat.
This indirectly indicated the strength of the Nightmare Plane creatures present, not to be underestimated. The only weak one was himself, pretending to be the most powerful.
Angel suddenly felt a helpless urge to cry; if only he had enveloped himself in darkness like Mademoiselle Goldilocks, concealing his abnormality.
Moreover, Angel believed, if they truly respected Shava’s identity, they wouldn’t probe whether the expression in the darkness was of pain or joy.
But it was too late for such thoughts. Creating darkness now would only draw more attention.
Back to the present, Angel had to quickly find a way to solve the potential problem of being exposed.
Although he was still holding against the tide of energy oppression, given the escalating pace, it wouldn’t be long before he couldn’t bear it anymore.
By then, it would be too late.
Angel quickly reviewed all his abilities in his mind. There were many ways to deal with the current situation, but to face the energy oppression as if nothing was happening, or pretending to do so, was very difficult.
The only possibility was to try using the compressive barrier of his right eye.
The ability of the right eye was a high-level application of the power of the Nightmare Plane, with the green runes pulsating within it originating from Shava. The right eye had the ability to create a compressive barrier, and the barrier created by the green runes had a hint of a legal domain, capable of excluding other homogeneous energies when in the field.
Theoretically, it was feasible. But Angel couldn’t be sure if the compressive barrier created by the green runes could withstand such a level of terrifying oppression.
With no other option, he had to take a gamble.
Angel sighed inwardly. As a more powerful wave of energy oppression surged, his right eye pulsed with luminous green patterns.
At the moment the eerie mask appeared, Angel distinctly felt the surrounding energy oppression vanish instantly.
However, from his mental perception, the energy oppression was still coming in waves, even visible to the naked eye, as the flames on the candlesticks on the table were almost extinguished by the invisible oppression.
The energy oppression hadn’t disappeared, but it no longer affected Angel, which meant——
He had won the bet!
Angel breathed a sigh of relief, but now a new problem arose.
By activating his right eye, the moment the green runes began to dance, he drew the attention of the other guests at the banquet.
Fortunately, what Angel saw in their eyes was not doubt, but a deep fear.
Although Angel was uncertain whether the others feared the green rune or the potentially erratic bloodline aura when his right eye was activated, their gazes provided him with an opportunity to act.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Angel remained composed, resembling a deity looking down from a pedestal, silently observing the distant dark corridor and, after pondering for a moment, slightly curving his lips.
Though Angel didn’t utter a word, the emotions he radiated clearly conveyed his amusement at the events transpiring in the dark corridor.
Angel, of course, had no idea what was actually happening in the dark corridor. He simply used this as a distraction to shift the crowd’s focus away from him.
Perhaps staring directly at Highness Shava was deemed impolite, or maybe something truly bizarre had occurred in the dark corridor, but soon the onlookers withdrew their gazes and continued to watch the corridor.
Angel also kept his eyes fixed on the dark corridor. Initially a mere diversion, his prolonged gaze eventually evoked a sense of familiarity, as if recalling something from that darkness.
This sensation felt oddly familiar…
Memories from Angel’s past began to surface, each containing a similar image.
Could it be that?
As Angel pondered, a sudden streak of white light burst from the dark corridor. The light, emerging from the darkness at incredible speed, headed straight for the banquet hall.
Transforming into a swift arrow, the light shot towards the main seat, aiming directly at Angel.
Normally, Angel would have already started to prepare defensive measures. However, facing this white light, he did nothing and let it approach.
Soon, the white light collided directly with Angel.
With the impact, the light emitted a puppy-like ‘woof’ sound.
Angel, with a peculiar expression, looked at the white light in his arms.
As the light gradually dissipated, its true form was revealed: a small, spotted puppy, barely larger than Toby.
Chapter 2057 Boil Gentleman <TOC> Chapter 2059 An Unexpected Reunion