Jiang Mian smoothed down her hair, which had gotten a little messy in her sleep.
That thing seemed to affect not only the body, but also to erode the mind to some extent.
Even something as powerful as Scorched Embers had left behind a small residue of contamination after burning it, requiring a second burn to clean it up completely.
Given the current strength of her skills, this shouldn't have happened unless the target's level was far above hers and its Sequence was high, too.
Jiang Mian recalled the thing's form in her dream. Was it really Blood Taisui?
It didn't seem like it.
Those features... they were closer to Calamities on the Chaos path: lurking in the shadows and possessing disordered flesh. It had both of those defining traits.
Take Sequence 49, Crimson Touch, for example. It was a mass of flesh and blood with no fixed form.
Its Core Ability caused it to evolve in different directions according to its surroundings, after which its form became fixed. That was why individuals all looked different.
Some grew shells, while others sprouted spikes...
In a word, it was a mess.
In Jiang Mian's eyes, last night's thing was a hodgepodge of unknown origin, cobbled together any which way.
"Forget it. I'm done thinking about it."
She shook her head, gave up on it for now, got up, and slipped on her slippers, ready to wash up.
Now that she knew this thing existed, she'd have to be even more careful. She absolutely wouldn't drink any medicine of unknown origin.
Who knew what might've been mixed into it?
Half an hour later, at the Number Three staging area on the East City wall.
It was at the base of the wall, beside a small exit wide enough for only two large