That was just as well. Angel would have an easier time uncovering the truth behind that humanoid silhouette.
Maintaining the pressure exerted by his right eye, Angel calmly walked over to the isolated-island mushroom. Rather than investigating immediately, he reached out and touched the three Miying larvae.
With a flicker of Green Pattern, the three little creatures were finally freed from the rigid paralysis of fear.
After all, the pressure from the Green Pattern in his right eye was, to a certain extent, a powerful form of harm. Angel intended to abduct them, not kill them.
However, once the Green Pattern's pressure was lifted, they still seemed to be in a state of lingering terror. They no longer dared act recklessly before Angel, merely standing off to one side and trembling without moving.
Only after Angel deliberately released soothing emotions did they gradually return to normal.
After doing that, Angel finally turned his gaze toward the isolated-island mushroom's giant mouth, bristling with sharp teeth.
A pungent sulfur stench mixed with an unbearably foul rotten-egg odor rushed into his face. Yet Angel's expression did not change at all in the face of such a horrific smell. He even spared a few thoughts to consider whether diluting that intense odor could produce the effect of a fragrance.
Naturally, the smell was not the point. Angel still focused his attention on the human figure.
Although the little creatures had devoured nearly all the glowing green mist around them, the green fog within the mushroom's mouth was still thick. He could only see the dark humanoid outline within the luminous haze.
Angel had originally intended to use an eye-enhancing trick to see the other party's face clearly. Yet when he looked with his activated right eye, he discovered that using it for a deep