Ahead, behind, to the left, to the right.
Including the Gazer that had fled here, five pale figures surrounded Angel and Klein. Some wore white robes like the first one, while others were naked. Their builds resembled those of humans, but their entire bodies were pale, their skin wrinkled, their features indistinct.
What was identical about them were the eye-covered tentacles atop their heads. Together with the pair of eyeballs on their faces, they focused gazes laden with Slowing, weakness, and disease upon the two of them.
"..."
The Gazer that had lured them into the trap let out a meaningless cry. A trace of smugness could be seen on its somewhat human-like face.
Its prey had already become frail and feeble under Slowing and weakness. Even if they used Flaming Jump or Mirror Substitution to evade its gaze, they would immediately be caught by hunters who vastly outnumbered them, until they died beneath all manner of negative effects.
Just another minute—no, perhaps thirty seconds would be enough...
A fierce wind suddenly swept through the narrow valley, making the shrubs and branches rustle loudly.
The five Gazers simultaneously raised their heads to look at the sky. The space that had contained only moonlight began to distort, and a figure in an elaborate long dress, with nothing above her neck, slowly emerged from the void.
The four blond heads she carried all opened their crimson eyes and looked at the four unscathed Gazers lying in ambush here.
Without the slightest hesitation, the figures of those spiritually sensitive ambushers turned illusory. Almost simultaneously, they slipped into the Spirit World and fled the island at the fastest speed of their lives.
The pressure on Angel and Klein, each of whom had been enduring the gaze of more than twenty eyeballs, abruptly lessened, allowing