The Last Gentleman-Chapter 317: Sense of Oppression

In the library.

Yi Chen and Catherine were warming up for their joint operation, a “door” leading to Central Street had been created.

Before they set off, Yi Chen asked again, “Hey, can you share your previous death memories with me? Aren’t we teammates now?”

“Psh! Like I’d show you! Who would voluntarily talk about their embarrassing moments? Besides, although we are working together, we are still competitors.

This is intelligence I paid for with my life, if you want it, you’ll have to figure out your own way.”

“Alright, alright~ got it.”

The “door” created by Catherine corresponded to a building on the very edge of Central Street.

As soon as they entered, Catherine’s whole demeanor changed in an instant.

Her focus wasn’t outside the building but rather the two-story flat which they were currently in.

The first step was “Organic Separation,”

Three entities, very similar in appearance to her, split from her back, mouth, and abdominal cavity respectively, to search and surveil different areas of the room. They could even live independently, without affecting one another.

Following this,

she kept pulling out scare magic boxes covered with black and white squares from her pocket,

scattering them randomly across different areas of the room,

some of the magic boxes were placed out in the open,

while others were fully integrated into the floor or walls. Using this mix of conspicuous and hidden boxes made it easier to trap the target.

“Catherine seems to care more about the space inside the building… Is it because she was ambushed inside a building before?” Yi Chen mused, a pitch-black vertical “Nightmare Eye” already open on his forehead.

Since the building was monitored with Catherine’s measures and she took the initiative to keep watch,

Yi Chen cautiously approached the window to observe the specific situation on Central Street, and what he saw was alarming.

Almost the entire view was covered in “skin,” with over 80% of the area already occupied.

The nightmare residents on the street had also been transformed into Skin Slaves,

pear-shaped individuals that retained only their mouth while their bodies were wrinkled with skin, wandering the streets seemingly enjoying the sensation of their feet on the skin-like ground.

Because the building Yi Chen was in was only two stories tall, he couldn’t see the specifics of the Central Church and, of course, he couldn’t catch a glimpse of the teacher either.

“I’ll go check out the rooftop.”

“No… fine~ Go ahead! After all, the view is blocked here.”

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Catherine instinctively grabbed Yi Chen’s wrist, subconsciously stopping him from going upstairs. But the next second, it seemed she had a change of heart, releasing her tight grip and waving goodbye instead.

“Hmm, if I find an opportunity at the wrinkled skin area, can I attack it?”

“You can judge for yourself. Anyway, as soon as you step into the domain of skin, all related nightmare privileges will be completely invalidated, making you fully exposed to surveillance, and Zede will naturally come after you.”

Yi Chen gave an ‘OK’ sign and stepped onto the stairs.

Although he seemed casual, the tension inside him grew as time passed. With every step he climbed, he carefully confirmed whether the environmental factors around him had changed.

At the same time, he triggered the residual essence of Moon Transformation within him, dyeing his hair silver as much as possible to conceal his identity.

His body blended slowly into the environment, standing at the edge of the roof, peering toward the distant church.

“As I thought, the wrinkled skin isn’t interested in fighting at all, focusing entirely on skin transplantation, leaving everything to teacher Zede… However, they should have only just met, and yet they trust each other so much already?

As Catherine said, getting close to the church is a dead end;we can pretty much give up on that ‘scoring point.’

Whew… let me see just how strong the teacher really is. If he is truly powerful enough, he can lead the game to its final outcome.”

While Yi Chen was contemplating,

a shadow slowly crept up the corner of the roof behind him, gradually revealing a human form.

The global vision provided by Little Grape immediately relayed this scene to Yi Chen, the primary subject, and his back was instantly covered in cold sweat.

What he saw was not at all the everyday image of a teacher, but rather a ‘perfect corpse.’

Pale and devoid of any color,

you could see the blood vessels within the body through the skin. Though they appeared random, they could represent the human vascular system perfectly, to the delight of those at the forefront of medical research.

His body proportions were as flawless as Da Vinci’s drawing of the “Vitruvian Man,” beyond reproach.

All of his muscles were still, along with his heart,

becoming a “Physical Perception Detector,” able to clearly sense any presence and activity of fleshly beings within a ten-kilometer radius.

Moreover, as the number of Skin Slaves increased, the less flesh it took to sense, allowing Zede to detect anyone entering the Central Street area immediately.

However, none of that was the most terrifying aspect.

The reason William’s hair stood on end and cold sweat covered his back was the aura emanating from this corpse.

Everywhere he had crawled felt as though it were piled with corpses, the more he observed, the more William felt as though he was being dragged into an abyss of flesh.

“What’s going on, why can’t I move?!”

Just as William tried to move his body to confront Teacher Zede, who was crawling up behind him, something unexpected happened,

his “control” over his body had been stripped away almost entirely, leaving only his ten fingers still able to move with difficulty.

In the blink of an eye,

the concrete floor beneath William’s feet turned into innumerable piles of corpses. When he raised his head, the night sky too had transformed into high walls built from stacks of bodies… It was as if he had fallen into a demon cave named ‘corpses’.

Icy cold arms from the corpses were tightly grasping William’s head, limbs, and even tearing open his flesh to grip his organs within, completely restricting movements by seizing control of his body.

Unable to move,

a perfectly proportioned corpse was slowly crawling toward him from behind. William was like an insect trapped in a spider’s web, forced to watch himself being devoured entirely,

This feeling was unbearably terrible, even evoking a deep-rooted fear inside William.

3m…

2m…

1m…

Two pale fingers were slowly extending from behind his head, as if about to squeeze his cheeks and forcefully pull his head off.

In a critical moment,

the corpse in front of William, responsible for restraining his heart and blood vessels, suddenly looked up to reveal a deformed ‘smile’.

The next second, it spat out a large number of nightmare tentacles and fell to the ground, motionless.

Soon after, the surrounding group of corpses also became infected with the smile,

The corpse demon cave formed by the aura was torn apart in an instant,

A sharp female voice echoed by William’s ears, “William, hurry up and move! We ladies have come specially to rescue you…”

However, just as Catherine rose from the ground,

a pale hand had already landed on the center of her chest, perfectly timing the moment.

Crack!

With just one palm strike, Catherine’s body began to disassemble, collapse, shred, knead, and twist, as if countless forms of physical assault were piled upon her, with numerous female bodies dying in the process.

A one-hit kill!

However, this was not Catherine’s real body, but a clone that had split off downstairs, intended to act as bait.

The moment the clone was killed,

Catherine’s real body, along with two other clones, simultaneously burst out from the ground, using tentacles that had grown all over their bodies to completely seal off Zede.

Besides joint locks, the tentacles were wrapped around every part of Zede’s body.

William naturally wouldn’t miss such an excellent opportunity,

Black liquid congealed, forming a dangerously sharp hand axe firmly in his hand,

Squish squish~ Six tentacles from behind also gathered, jointly aiding the right arm,

Swinging a Death Slash with the nightmare in concert with his physical body.

Just as he was about to succeed!

A strong resonance emanated from within Zede’s pale corpse, the tentacles wrapped around his body instantly breaking apart and shattering.

He seemed to easily break free from the constraints and made a slapping motion,

His palm precisely struck the surface of the incoming hand axe.

“What’s happening?”

William watched in disbelief at the unfolding events,

His right arm simply vanished as if by magic, or perhaps the slap had turned it into a pulp too quickly for the eye to see.

Just as William attempted to put distance between himself and Zede,

ten cold fingers had already touched his cheeks, *crack*

The body successfully completed the brain’s command to jump back, retreating more than ten meters away,

However, the head remained in Zede’s hand, crushed before any reaction could ensue!

“You have died, points deducted -5.”