Hey! Come Here!

The tall driver arrived in the town of Dunwich in an equally enormous vehicle.

His distinguished passenger sat in the back seat.

The car attracted the attention of the others in the Dunwich Store.

It was still dark, but those who were restless and unable to rest had gathered here without prior arrangement.

They stared at the car, because it was a model they had never seen before, and it was obviously expensive, making it a good topic of conversation.

Several people curiously approached the road, just to get a better look at the car and the people inside.

Curtis, who had the best eyesight, stumbled back several steps in astonishment after the car sped past, letting out a cry of surprise.

So everyone looked at him, because none of them could see anything clearly.

Curtis took a few breaths and shook his head. "Damn it—I must not have slept well—I saw that machine with green skin—it was like a demon—it must be because I didn't sleep well, it must have green hair."

"It must be green-haired," another person chimed in. "I didn't see the driver, but the guy in the back has green hair."

Dr. Morgan and his team certainly chose a good location.

Jack was driving Hope, and the road was almost entirely flat grassland.

For a hilly and wooded area like Dunwich, this is a rare and excellent piece of land.

Hope's brother, the Transparent Monster he had seen many times before, was no longer bound by the house and lay on the ground in a languid manner.

It had changed a lot since the last time Hope saw it.

It was entirely black, not just because of the light; its body seemed to have truly turned completely black and was no longer transparent. From a distance, it looked like the shadow of a small mountain.

And there was the pervasive stench, and the completely withered weeds all around.

The malice emanating from that Monster was unmistakable. But it wasn't directed at any one person; it was directed at everything around it.

It is an absolutely discordant element compared to everything around it.

Professor Rice said its condition was very unstable.

God knows what will happen once it stabilizes.

Jack suddenly stopped the horse, took out something that looked like a telescope, and looked in the direction of the Monster.

"I have one more question," Hope said.

Jack nodded, agreeing with Hope's question.

"Professor Armitage says it possesses fifth-order Inspiration —can't it sense our intentions?"

Jack shook his head. "We mean it no harm."

"What?" Hope didn't understand.

"We're not going to kill or hurt it, we're just sending it home," Jack said. "This guy doesn't belong here; it should go back to its father in another world."

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As Jack spoke, he handed the binoculars to Hope.

"Take a closer look at it," Jack said.

"I've seen it many times," Hope replied.

But Jack insisted, "It's different. It's not like what you described. It's changed. You need to see it carefully beforehand and remember what it looks like, so that you'll be less afraid when you see it up close."

Hope didn't know how to use the optical instrument and eventually relied on Jack's help to focus.

Hope's judgment was wrong.

The Monster wasn't entirely black; instead, its body was covered in gray-green or dark purple rings, like a blue-ringed octopus.

Besides that, several large mouths opened on its body—like the shadowy figure of Old Whateley's brother, like gaping mouths, without lips or teeth, but Hope insisted they were mouths.

That's strange, what does it need a mouth for?

Hope handed the telescope back to Jack, asking, "What are those little things next to it?"

"It's a flock of Night Hawk," Jack replied. "They're staying close to this guy because they think he might bring them food."

So that's where those Night Hawk came from----

Jack raised his arm, and having received the order, Jenny II took off running towards the distant hill.

Jenny II finally stopped in the distance—a distance that was closer than before.

The brave, loyal, and gentle horse finally dared not go any further, and Jack did not force it.

Jack fed half a gummy candy into Jenny II's mouth, temporarily silencing her restless hissing.

Their arrival had clearly alerted the Monster, causing it to slightly raise its massive body.

Seeing it through a telescope is completely different from actually experiencing it.

Hope felt a dull unease and couldn't help but become terrified and panicked.

"Inhale. Exhale," Jack said. "Keep breathing, don't be scared to death by your own brother."

Jack's voice remained calm, but he couldn't hide the tremor in it.

Hope guessed he must have felt more discomfort than she did, but was simply encouraging himself to persevere.

"The horse might forget to run because of fear," Hope said.

"I would have been very grateful if you had said it any later," Jack said sarcastically. "But Jenny II wouldn't, I know she wouldn't, she's very brave."

Jack looked up. "The problem now is, how do we get this guy to follow us—ha, I guess he's already had his fill at Flye House's, so he's not excited at all to see an after-dinner snack like me."

As Jack spoke, he raised his automatic pistol and, without even looking, fired a shot in the direction of the Monster.

The gunshot echoed through the air; the bullet had undoubtedly hit the Monster. Such a large target, even Hope couldn't have missed.

There was absolutely no response.

The Monster remained unmoved.

Jack sheathed his gun, grinned, and said, "It's your turn to shine, bait. I've exhausted all my methods; it's time for you to take center stage. Or do you want to get a little closer?"

"Could we get any closer?"

"Okay," Jack said. "Jenny II is too scared to run any further, but I can still carry you a few steps. It's just that getting too close will increase the risk."

"Then let's do it here," Hope said.

He cleared his throat, took a deep breath, and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Hey! Come here!"

Jack stared at him in astonishment: "You—"

He didn't finish speaking because the hill had changed.

It tilted down, and at this distance it seemed to blot out the sky. The wind it stirred up and the stench it produced amplified its power, Hope felt her heart rate rapidly increasing.

The sky grew even darker, the moonlight and starlight seemed to be obscured, Hope could see almost nothing except the Monster; the summer wind carried a bone-chilling cold.

Hope heard Jack breathing heavily.

It wasn't because of exhaustion, of course; Jack couldn't hide his fear.

At the same time, Jenny moved. The reliable horse instantly sprang forward, its not-so-agile body shaking rapidly, carrying Jack and Hope on their escape.

"You—you're a devil—" Jack's words were somewhat indistinct. "You—can you still make it stop?"

Stop?

Hope turned to look.

The Monster seemed to be getting bigger and bigger—no, getting closer and closer—

It is catching up with them.

Ha, Jenny II is fantastic, but she doesn't seem fast enough. At this rate, they'll be caught up sooner or later.

"Stop!" Hope shouted.

Driven by fear, this sound was even louder than the previous one, but the Monster did not stop.

It probably no longer obeys Hope's commands. It didn't come because of Hope's orders, but only because of Hope's shouts that it knew who was sitting on the horse.

"We're finished," Hope said.

Jack did not respond, and the obscure incantation was recited.

Then, the light dimmed so much that Hope could no longer see the Monster, and the sounds of the wind and other noises gradually subsided.

The oppressive feeling emanating from the Monster lessened.