Constructing-Style Wizard - Chapter 91
Chapter 91: 69. Black curved hook
Translator: 549690339
In this Twilight Dream, Noland Lee doesn’t need to catch his breath, nor does he consume physical strength. Even after running for a long time, he doesn’t feel tired.
20 hours pass and he finally arrives at the mountain range beneath the mysterious figure. This journey has far exceeded his expectations. Along the way, he comes across three strange incidents.
First:
The slender object suspending the mysterious figure in the air is not the “rope” he had imagined.
To be precise, it is not wrapped around the mysterious figure’s neck. Instead, it is a pure black hook.
Noland Lee cannot determine its material, but he is certain that the black crescent-shaped hook pierces the figure’s chin, coming out from the top of the skull. The hook has penetrated the mysterious figure’s skull from bottom to top.
All of the figure’s weight is placed on the curved hook, and there is no other place for support.
If the mysterious figure is still alive, they must be suffering immense pain.
And this leads to the second strange incident Noland Lee discovered!
The mysterious figure has no clothing on their body. their muscles are withered, skin dull – the dried, darkening dirty blood spreads like a dark red river across the body from their skull.
The pierced, lower jaw is torn apart, the wound curled back, revealing dark red rotten flesh and clots.
The figure’s face is twisted in pain, with their eyes pale and lifeless, like those of a dead fish.
Despite all this, the mysterious figure is still not dead.
Every hour, their head would twitch as if trying to break free from the curved hook.
Each movement would cause the hook to sway, intensifying their pain.
The thunderous roar echoing in the sky is the result of their cries of sorrow and pain.
Noland Lee hears approximately 20 of these cries on this journey.
As he gets closer to the mysterious figure, each cry he hears is more powerful and mournful than the last.
The last cry he heard was 50 minutes ago, and another one is due in ten minutes.
At this moment, Noland Lee doesn’t hurry on his way.
He stops, hiding behind a rock, his golden figure secured in the crevice.
This action is in response to the third strange incident.
When the mysterious figure cries out, a powerful gust of wind is created.
In the dreamscape, Noland Lee’s body is a golden light ball.
He can feel sunlight and wind passing through his body, and feels a weak sense of touch when in contact with flowers, trees, and rocks.
This peculiar light ball is very light.
The gusts created by the mysterious figure’s cries are powerful enough to lift him up and throw him away in the opposite direction.
So, he needs to find shelter from the wind before the mysterious figure’s cries arrive.
This is the experience Noland Lee has gained after experiencing several cries.
However, this time the cries are different.
The suspended mysterious figure is directly above Noland Lee.
After hiding in the rock crevice, Noland Lee looks up at the figure, using the countdown on his Personal Panel to silently calculate the timing of the next cry.
After counting down 30 seconds, the figure cries out on time.
the head turns slightly, lifeless eyes scanning the ground, as if noticing the golden light ball beneath them.
Noland Lee suddenly feels the mysterious figure’s gaze—numb with a trace of hope, as if pleading for help and rescue.
The mysterious figure’s cracked lips open slightly, and the cries come as expected.
The fierce wind blows from high above, and the surrounding trees sway with a rustling sound, while dust fills the sky.
Noland Lee quickly huddles further into the rock crevice, preparing to take off vertically after the cries subside.
Unexpectedly, amidst the howling winds, he hears an unfamiliar noise.
“Plop! ”
It sounds like a sharp weapon piercing flesh or a scab falling off a wound. The sound is faint amidst the wild wind but can be clearly heard.
Noland Lee looks up and sees the mysterious figure spitting out a clump of darkening dirty blood.
The dirty blood scatters as it leaves the body, blown by the wind into numerous black blood droplets that fall in all directions.
That strange sound came after the mysterious figure spat out the filthy blood and the curved black hook re-pierced the person’s skull.
“The mysterious figure must have seen me. They seemed to want me to help them escape. So why did they suddenly spit out filthy blood? This didn’t happen during the previous cries.”
Noland Lee ponders in the gradually calming wind:
“Could it be that something hidden in the dirty blood scattered by the wind might help them escape? That’s possible. Maybe the black curved hook piercing the skull again is a punishment for the person who tried to help themselves.”
Noland Lee looks towards the corner of the sky where the nearest black blood droplets have fallen.
Now, he has less than 4 hours of dreamscape time left.
His original plan was to arrive beneath the mysterious figure, try to ascend and touch their feet as fast as possible, and then explore the method of Passive Deconstruction.
Now, he has a new plan, which is to investigate what the black blood droplets are.
This plan is safer than the original one.
Because there’s nowhere for him to hide from the wind while ascending
vertically.
If he cannot touch the mysterious figure’s feet within 1 hour, he would likely be blown away, rendering his efforts of the past 20 hours in vain.
From a safety standpoint, seeking out the black blood droplets would be more prudent..
