Chapter 189: A Sinister Heart (1/2)

Calvin swiftly retrieved Presto's bones as he rushed to inform Old Zhong that he was leaving.

”Take me with you!”

”Take, your ass! You haven't even seen the danger of that village yet for yourself and you want to come with me?” Calvin retorted.

Old Zhong was instantly silenced and he didn't know what to say.

He knew that he was unqualified to intervene in supernatural matters as a civilian, but...

”I know what you are thinking. But I can't let you go with me. Trust me, what is about to happen isn't something that can be endured with willpower alone. I know you're tough, but toughness wouldn't cut it out against what we are about to face.” Calvin bitterly smiled.

The more time he spent outside the Village of Tulog, the more he would be in danger.

If he didn't manage to return before the changes of the village ended, then he might be assaulted by monsters as soon as he stepped foot into the village's outskirts from the tunnels.

”All right, since you're being like that, then I guess I can't be with you at all.” Old Zhong shook his head and lamented, ”I wish you luck.”

”Wait for our good news!” Calvin lightly chuckled as he waved his hand towards Old Zhong and dashed towards the valley. His speed was so fast that it turned the smile on Old Zhong's face bitter.

”With how fast he's going, he's already in the realm of superhumans... Damned it, why was I unable to pass that exam so that I could become a member of the three Judiciaries when I was still young?” Old Zhong started to reminisce about the past.

Calvin didn't hold back anything on his way back to the village.

The pieces of paper stuck on his legs shone in dim lights as the runes engraved on its surface manifested its power. He immediately felt his body turn as light as a feather as he leaned forwards and increased his speed. He had already memorized the terrain after passing through the same location twice so it wasn't difficult for him to reach the tunnels in under ten minutes.

As for the monsters that lurked inside the tunnels?

The moment they recognized who he was—they immediately scattered like smoke and didn't even dare to stick their heads out to look.

The tight and narrow tunnels that they had always taken advantage of in order to capture their prey was now their number one enemy as the terrifying presence of the Mortician and Stephanie flooded the tunnels and made them tremble in primal fear.

In contrast to these scared monsters hiding in the shadows, Calvin's pace was leisurely, yet it wasn't slow at the slightest.

The only reason why he had changed his pace was that he had no idea if the terrain within the tunnels remained the same. He didn't want to run as fast as he could only to slam his body onto a wall after realizing that the straight tunnel suddenly had a T-junction.

But despite jogging in a careful manner, Calvin was still faster than an average human's running pace.

It only took him ten minutes to reach the end of the tunnel and when he stepped a foot into the outskirts of the Village of Tulog. He immediately held his breath and extinguished his presence. He stuck close to the ground and made himself as small as possible so that he wouldn't attract unwanted attention from anything sinister in the area.

It was because he knew that if he attracted—even the attention—of a single monster. The others might swarm to his location and he would quickly found himself overrun by monsters.

Calvin turned his head to look at the adjacent hill. It was the hill that they used to survey the entire village before they entered. There was nothing suspicious about the hill.

To be honest, it looked incredibly ordinary.

But after hearing the old lady's words earlier, Calvin was convinced that this ordinariness in the outskirts of a village that contained not any ordinary beings was conspicuous.

How did he miss such a huge clue in the beginning?

Calvin couldn't help but lament.

He approached the hill in a cautious manner.

In fact, he wasn't even walking nor running anymore.

He stuck close to the ground and crawled his way to the hill where he saw nothing.

Calvin furrowed his eyebrows, 'It can't be like this, there must be something...'

He then remembered the words of the old lady.

”Remember this when you return to that village...”

”There is a thin line between illusion and reality.”

”Do not be easily deceived!”

A look of firm resolve flashed across Calvin's face.

He took a deep breath and manifested his Aspect.

The golden quill materialized in the air as Calvin caught it in his hands.

Then, without any warning... he hurled the quill towards the hill!

The quill streaked through the air and the force it contained was inhibited. But the moment it struck the hill, it was as if it struck a piece of cotton. The golden quill lost all of its strength and bounced off the hill.

Calvin immediately realized that the hill was nothing but an illusion!

If it was a real hill, then his quill should've lodged itself into its soil.

Yet when he threw his golden quill with the intent to destroy—it bounced off!

Clearly, there was something fishy.