A member with powerful immortality should have dared to brave any danger.
But this pair of scissors had somehow bypassed the Starving Ghost Effect's trigger, because it did not cause any harm to its target.
All the damage was borne by the target's relatives.
How would anyone know unless it happened? Because of this, Formalin's entire clan was wiped out.
Just moments ago, Mo Qiong had been marveling at how powerful Formalin's immortality was. He had not expected that even someone so difficult to kill could still experience despair.
However, Mo Qiong found it strange. Since Formalin's inner demon was that pair of scissors, why had he first killed himself once when the inner-demon scissors stabbed at him just now, using that to resist its attack?
"According to what you said... you shouldn't be able to block these scissors," Mo Qiong asked softly.
Formalin took a deep look at the scissors that kept cutting him and said calmly, "An inner demon is an inner demon. A Contained Object is a Contained Object."
"Back then, I hated myself deeply. I hated these scissors deeply. What formed my inner demon was guilt and obsession, not mere darkness. I wished that all the damage from those scissors had struck me instead of being reflected onto my relatives, even if the damage was immense, even if my Starving Ghost Effect couldn't withstand it..."
"Imagination is only imagination. I just didn't expect it to materialize today. These inner-demon scissors now only possess powerful direct lethality, born from my delusion. Their Trait is completely different from that of the original."
"If I had encountered scissors like these as my inner demon back then, my family wouldn't have died. Heh, what use is there in saying this?"
Mo Qiong exhaled, not knowing how to comfort him. Everyone's