Could... I die?
The darkness faded from his eyes, and they returned to normal. Fang Yue's heart pounded rapidly as panic spread through him. He had never imagined things would become this troublesome. If only he'd known, he wouldn't have killed Su Bai Rong just now. He should've run for it!
[Don't worry. I can feel that you won't die. The price you've paid this time isn't enough to take your life.] [But if you use power of this intensity again, or use my Rain-level power frequently, it's hard to say whether you'll become a human-shaped anomaly and die forever before [Heaven's Reversal] ever arrives.] [Of course, the great and noble Parchment won't reject you. Heeheeheehee!]
As if in response to the Parchment's words, the paper transformation of his heart finally began to slow, stopping after it had spread across about a fifth of it.
Even so, Fang Yue could clearly feel that his breathing wasn't as smooth as before, and his physical condition seemed to have deteriorated considerably.
Rustle, rustle—
Just then, Fang Yue heard a strange sound. He looked up and froze.
A large mass of black particles was slowly rising from Su Bai Rong's corpse. They gathered into a thick, dark cloud, spiraling loosely upward through the air like a flight of stairs.
As if drawn by something, they paused, then all drifted toward Fang Yue.
"What the hell is that?!"
[I don't know!]
Fang Yue tried to get to his feet and dodge, but his heart hadn't yet adapted to becoming an anomaly, and his weakened state made his whole body shudder and lock up. He couldn't move at all.
As for using the Parchment's power again, he wouldn't even dare consider it.
He'd used it just once in the real world,