Chapter 494

Yes.

Something abnormal was happening.

Just as Saruman and Karg relaxed slightly, waiting hopefully for Lina to improve—an abrupt change occurred!

This already chaotic gap between space and time suddenly came "alive"!

As before, it was not physical animation, but the descent of a will—the concentration and oppression of pure "malice" and "madness"!

Only, it was far more intense than before.

"Bzzzz!!!"

A profoundly low roar that could not be heard by the ears yet struck directly at the soul, like billions of icy steel needles piercing Saruman's and Karg's brains at once!

That was not sound. It was a trace of... irritation? Disturbance? Or perhaps displaced anger unconsciously emitted from the slumbering behemoth in the deepest reaches of this space, provoked by some "little bug" performing incomprehensible little tricks on its territory, yet unable to do anything about that "little bug" for the moment?

Well.

That little bug naturally referred specifically to Ian. This resentful will was like a breeze passing over a mountain ridge to Ian's stable "domain," having no effect whatsoever. But for Saruman and Karg, two "mortals" already in dreadful condition and deep within a polluted environment, it was nothing short of catastrophe!

"Aaaahhh!!"

In an instant, the bizarre patches of color slowly writhing around them suddenly accelerated, spinning, twisting, and deforming as they emitted dazzling lights and whispers enough to shatter one's mind!

The invisible pressure of space abruptly increased tenfold—hundredfold!

It was as though countless cold, slimy invisible hands reached in from every direction, clutching their bodies tightly and squeezing inward, seeking to crush them, flatten them, and completely meld them into this madness!

"Damn it!"

The Cthulhu whispers permeating the air surged in intensity. They were no longer background noise, but became clearly distinguishable blasphemous phrases full of resentment and temptation, like maggots