Achoo!
Zhou You sniffed and looked out at the gloomy night sky.
"Feels like someone's talking about me... More than one person, too... Which bastards could it be?"
Utterly unaware that he had become the center of a storm, he shook his head and turned his attention back to what lay before him.
A day had passed. Though he had used talismans to preserve the dwarf's corpse, he had made little progress.
The thing had skin and a face, but every part of it seemed to have been molded by hand. There was no clue to be found.
As for the inside...
Its insides were a jumble. From this half of the corpse alone, Zhou You had pulled out two stomachs, four kidneys, and a tangled heap of intestines. There was no liver, no lungs, not even an esophagus.
It was like someone had stuffed a casing with a random pile of organs, without caring about their order, number, or kind.
Zhou You scratched his chin, then shook his head and removed the preserving talismans.
Whoever had made it seemed to have erased every trace deliberately. If there were no clues to find, why waste any more effort? He might as well save his Magic Power.
Without the Magic Power holding it together, the dwarf's corpse rapidly rotted and melted. Before it could turn into a puddle of filth, Zhou You waved a hand and let his Baleful Energy erase every trace. "Forget it. I'll deal with whatever comes. With defenses this tight, I refuse to believe that thing can get past me for another surprise attack..."
He shook his head and yawned, about to return to his room and rest.
Then a wisp of mist rose from his chest and coiled in the air.
Zhou You frowned. Myriad Fathoms