399 Collateral Damage, A Disadvantage at Fighting the Enemy on Its Homeground (2/2)

The monster even started throwing things at him. Anything that its hands would grab would come flying towards Mark.

”Big Brother!”

Jaeya's voice suddenly echoed in his mind.

”What is it?”

Mark immediately replied while he dodged one of the rotting corpses thrown at him.

”What is that scream! Almost everyone is affected! Many fell unconscious!”

Jaeya started to tell what happened to Mark. Hearing that Mei and the little girls were fine, he was a bit relieved.

”You want to know what is happening, right?”

Mark asked.

”Of course! Sis is also asking! Everyone can also hear those loud sounds outside!”

”Okay then.”

Mark replied with a mischievous smile.

VLAM!

Flam was suddenly covered in flames that illuminated the place. As the appearance of the monster became clearer, he ingrained the image into his mind.

Then...

”GUE!”

That was Jaeya's reply. It was obvious that her stomach was churning right now.

”What is that! Disgusting!”

Her voice was rather desperate to reply and was filled with both annoyance and disgust.

”You know what is happening now. Just wait for me to come back, this guy is more dangerous than the king type in many ways so I need to concentrate.”

Mark calmly said.

He did not know what happened. Jaeya did not reply anymore. He turned his eyes towards the direction of the Retreat House and concentrated. As the range of his detection reached the Retreat House, he almost burst out laughing. Jaeya separated herself from the others and her mind was filled with disgust. It was kind of obvious what was happening.

As for the evil spirit that fed on negative emotions of people, it felt Mark's change of atmosphere. It became more aggressive. Evil spirits could either be stronger or weaker depending on the mentality of the one facing it. Like its mental attack, those with positive traits managed to endure it further than others.

If Mark's neutral mental state turned positive, many of its abilities as an evil spirit would have weaker effects. That mental attack for example.

Feeling the change in its aggression, Mark finally stopped on his tracks. He waited as the hundred-headed-headless monster approached.

”Yeap, what a fitting name.”

Mark murmured as he faced the repulsive stares. A monster with hundreds of heads but missing its own.

As it approached, it tried to grab him violently. The humongous right hand stained with dirt while dripping of rotten juices approached Mark.

Ignoring the smell, Mark stepped back at the right time making the large hand swipe in front of him.

SHING!

The hand continued to swing the initial direction. The moment the monster realized, it was missing four of its fingers on its right hand with only the thumb remaining.

It only realized what was happening when it saw the burning fingers wriggling like a detached lizard tail on the ground.

GGGRRRAAAAAAAYYYAAAAAAAAA!!!

Another scream from hundreds of head ensued. This time, however, it was not a mental attack but a scream of pain.

Mark sneered. That reaction gave way something.

As a ghost, it lost its sense of touch. For might be more than a hundred years it was wandering while searching for its head, it grew accustomed to not feeling anything.

Unfortunately, it was different if it had a physical body.

The pain that it was not used to anymore became one of its greatest weaknesses.

Of course, with a gigantic body that it had, it would be hard to inflict enough damage that could make it truly fill pain. Even if you shot it with a gun, it might only feel like being pricked by a mosquito.

Losing its hard-earned fingers was one thing though. Most creatures would surely feel pain in that.

Unfortunately, its pain did not last too long.

The monster stabbed its hand into one of the heaps of rotting corpses. Like the growing roots of a tree in fast forward motion, its hand grew root-like things that enveloped some of the corpses.

Then, its missing fingers were replaced...

With whole bodies of rotting corpses. Its right hand now had four rotting bodies as fingers and the necks of the bodies were attached to the stumps where the lost fingers were before.

”GUH...”

Mark felt even more disgusted with that scene. Especially when it tried to wiggle the fingers causing the rotting guts to spill out of the rotting bodies.

Still, he realized how troublesome it was. Not only that it had that repulsive stares and disgusting body, it even had the ability to use the corpses around to fix its body.

He was fighting this monster on its home ground. He wanted to observe the monster a bit more while fighting it, but... Nevermind.

The longer he spent time, fighting this monster, the more disgusting this monster would become.