Because of his special contact with Moon Scar last night and the physical burden brought on by the surgery, Yi Chen slept straight through until almost time to depart.
When he finally woke groggily, the scene before him instantly drove away all traces of drowsiness.
The once-crystal-clear Cold Lake had been completely dyed black. Countless black hairs even poked out above the surface, swaying like water weeds.
Besides,
Lame Field had boarded the boat at some point and was standing at the bow, observing the changes in Cold Lake.
"Awake? You seemed extremely exhausted last night. Did something happen?"
Faced with Field's question, Yi Chen calmly replied, "We're about to leave for Holy Grail Mountain, so I just wanted to sleep as much as possible. Otherwise, I might not get another chance to sleep for the next few days."
Field did not suspect anything either. He was more concerned with what was happening before him.
"Hmm... This Graveyard Product of yours really came from the Seven-Day Graveyard?"
"Yes. Little Grape left the Seven-Day Graveyard with me, took part in the organization's assessment, and made it all the way here. As for what it actually is, I'm not entirely sure either. Even the current Gentleman's Attire can't identify it."
"Even Gentleman's Attire can't identify it? Interesting. Once I finish dealing with the matters remaining here, I'll have to make time to see that brat Wilbert."
Just as the two were discussing Little Grape, the surface of the lake began to stir.
Gurgle, gurgle~
One black, bubble-like mass after another rose above the lake. From a certain angle, the bubbles looked like shining eyeballs.
Each bubble's burst sent a strand of dense Black Fog drifting into the sky,
As the amount increased, it even faintly formed a terrifying demonic face in the