"These two are far too noisy. This counts as our first formal meeting alone, so let me create a quiet environment."
Faceless faced Zhang Chen alone. Even though he was in an extremely weakened state, he still regarded Zhang Chen as nothing more than an ant, with effortless ease.
With a wave of Faceless's arm, strands of black aura formed a black doorway of unknown destination beside Jia Xin and the priest, who were locked in battle. The corrupted priest obeyed Nyarlathotep's orders absolutely. Amid his utterly frenzied assault, he allowed Jia Xin's sword to pierce his left abdomen, then directly grabbed Jia Xin's arm before he could pull it back and dragged him into the doorway.
The priest's madness, coupled with the black doorway's powerful suction, caught Jia Xin off guard, and his entire body was swallowed by the door.
"This is bad! Zhang Chen, you must be careful, never—" Unfortunately, before Jia Xin could finish his warning, his figure had already vanished completely into the doorway. As the aura dissipated, the entire door disappeared as well.
"Black magic... Even if the other incarnations have all died, he can still wield some of their abilities."
White-haired Zhang Chen stared at Nyarlathotep before him. Surprisingly, Zhang Chen had not revealed the Tooth Blade, as though he had other plans.
"However, Zhang Chen, you can rest assured. The thing inside you is a lifeform created by Azathoth, more perfect than even myself. It is the key to Mortal World Assimilation, as well as the key to perfecting this flawed body of mine. So I will not kill you. It is simply that the time is not yet ripe. It seems our meeting came a little too early, so I can only imprison you for now."
"Huff... First Form - White Devourer."