Perhaps Edgar had been dead for a long time.
His body had simply become more alien than his mind, leading him to believe he was still human and might yet escape.
When his thoughts leaned toward humanity, his words and actions perfectly matched those of Edgar in life. But when madness surfaced and his already-altered mind realized what he truly was, the monstrous side shattered the illusion, revealing a chaotic, twisted obsession.
He slowly lifted his head. His one cloudy eye fixed on Yu Xing, no trace of human warmth remaining in it—only a cold hatred like a venomous snake's.
"I helped you... find the truth... destroy the 'heart'... clear the way for you to leave..."
"And yet you... want to... abandon me?"
"Stay here... and be destroyed... together with this damned city?"
The tremors around them grew more violent. Viscous, dark-red liquid began seeping from the fleshy walls like bloody tears.
The mechanical hum of the Coordination Core turned shrill and grating, as if sounding an alarm.
A powerful, chaotic mental wave surged outward from Edgar like an uncontrolled storm!
The whispers that had already filled the air seemed to gain souls, growing clearer and more venomous as they battered the minds of the three.
Yu Xing stood his ground, letting the resentment-filled mental assault pound against the walls of his consciousness without budging. His gaze remained calm, even carrying a trace of understanding.
His earlier suspicion was being confirmed.
The City of Terror was bound to Edgar White, this "Recorder," far more tightly than they had imagined.
Qu Xuanqing held her blood-red sword before her. A fierce blood aura formed a barrier of its own accord, shutting out the malicious whispers.
She looked at Yu Xing, silently asking what he planned to do.
Lingren's eyes narrowed slightly as