A Legend of Him Began to Spread Unintentionally

"Li?!"

Bill tilted his head back and called out tentatively.

Li Dan looked at them calmly.

"Leave. I'll take care of the rest."

The moment Li Dan said that, Bill understood. He shouted,

"Go! That was the clown trying to drive a wedge between us! Hurry, hurry, hurry! Don't stay here and hold him back!"

The others hurriedly ran toward the cave entrance they had come through.

Li Dan understood what Bill was doing. There was no point in a few ordinary people staying here; it was better for them to leave early.

Walking at the back, Bill turned around for one last look. The two colossal creatures had collided, while Li Dan slowly floated toward the Deadlights at the cave entrance.

Shit. All he could do now was pray that everything went smoothly.

Li Dan paid no attention to the battle between Pennywise and the Hell Wendigo.

He only looked at that cluster of Deadlights.

A message came from within the light: replace Pennywise as the vessel of the Deadlights and gain control over the power of fear.

That cluster of light kept transmitting the same message.

The Deadlights were intelligent—and highly so.

After merging with a human for decades, even something without intelligence would have gained some.

Li Dan had seen all sorts of creatures, but this was his first time encountering something like the Deadlights. He did not even know whether it could be called a "living creature."

He had even less interest in becoming some so-called vessel.

How would that make him any different from a slave to the Deadlights, like Pennywise?

Yet on the surface, he agreed.

So the Deadlights drew Li Dan in. Every fear from the memories of his previous life appeared before his eyes, trying to drag him down into hell.