Chapter 53 - The Portrait of the Demon (1/2)

All of a sudden, she remembered?

Thulhu was slightly stunned, and he wiped his mouth with a napkin.

The bodyguards around them instantly became very alert.

Roald quickly picked up the notebook and asked, “What does it look like?”

“Red! Red eyes! Black skin! Goat horns!”

Clang!

The wine glass dropped to the floor and shattered.

Mrs. Schilling swung her arms around crazily. She murmured as if she was in a dream, “It’s looking for me! I’m gonna die! I’m dying!”

As if she could see her end, her voice was choked with tears. She was having a nervous breakdown!

“What happened?!”

Thulhu spread out his spiritual perception, but detected nothing.

“Calm down, ma’am!”

Roald pushed the bodyguards aside and grabbed Mrs. Schilling’s shoulders. “What’s going on?”

“It’s… it’s in my memory!”

Mrs. Schilling told Roald in great fear, “Once I can recall what it looks like, it’ll find me! I’m gonna be killed! Save me, please! Save me!”

Once Mrs. Schilling recalled the demon’s appearance, the cursed spirit would be able to lock onto her coordinates and find her!

Thulhu was shocked. No wonder Mrs. Schilling kept pushing herself to recall the spirit’s appearance. That was the power of suggestion which the cursed spirit had left behind!

The survivors were obviously all made to forget what the cursed spirit looked like.

However, due to the evil power left in them, they had no other choice but to keep trying their best to recall its appearance.

Once the memory came back, it was time for the cursed spirit to kill again!

How could a cursed spirit play with a human being’s mind like that?!

Thulhu was very angry. He spread out his spiritual perception to protect Mrs. Schilling.

“I can feel it…” Mrs. Schilling’s voice trembled. “It’s in the gallery. That painting! It’s coming for me!”

She huddled in on herself and screamed crazily, “Katie! Katie!!”

“Yes!”

The female bodyguard stepped out to grab Mrs. Schilling’s hand.

Suddenly, she saw deep cuts on Mrs. Schilling’s right arm.

The four deep cuts looked like they had been made by the claws of a beast. Blood was everywhere.

“What… when?!”

Roald and Thulhu were both shocked.

Especially Thulhu!

The cursed spirit already hurt Mrs. Schilling, but he hadn’t sensed anything!

A thought quickly flashed through his mind: Maybe the cursed spirit had attacked Mrs. Schilling from a higher plane in the spirit world!

There were many planes in the spirit world.

As a fledgling spirit medium, Thulhu could only touch the surface.

He would have to pull his soul out of his body in order to act freely in that higher space.

But his soul was now still in his body, and his spiritual perception could only extend from this world to the surface of the spirit world.

Did he have to use [Soul Out of Body]?

No. Thulhu instantly rejected that plan.

As a rank one spirit medium, it would be extremely dangerous for him to directly face the cursed spirit in the spirit world.

For a second, Thulhu was very hesitant.

Suddenly, his spiritual perception finally caught something. His body started shaking.