Chapter 495

Within the mysterious space.

Before the words had even faded.

Cthulhu's whispers in the surrounding space abruptly intensified, transforming into countless sharp mental spikes filled with temptation and despair that shot into the force field from every direction.

"Cthulhu's will is trying to crush us by force."

Saruman narrowed his eyes slightly.

Because the target was directly aimed at his and Karg's souls!

Of course.

There was nothing to fear.

At least, not for Saruman, who had prepared for so many years. With a swipe of his right hand through the air, a pale blue curtain of light, flowing like mercury and glimmering with starlight, instantly unfolded before him.

"Starlight Silent Veil!"

he shouted.

The light curtain seemed capable of absorbing, dispersing, even "diluting" the mad intent within those mental attacks, converting it into harmless, chaotic background noise.

Starlight flowed across the curtain, as though simulating some pure and distant cosmic vista, utterly incompatible with Cthulhu's dreamlike aura of the deep sea and blasphemy.

It formed a natural "contamination quarantine zone."

"Roar, roar, roar!"

Yet Cthulhu's will seemed to have been provoked into an even fiercer reaction by these successive "little tricks." The "concentration of malice" throughout the interstitial space surged once more!

Those blocks of color began to multiply and merge madly, transforming into vaster, more indescribable shadows that crashed toward their tiny force field like a tsunami!

The air—or rather, space—grew as thick as glue. Even the dark silver force field began to emit overloaded creaks, fine cracks spreading over its surface!

"Troublesome."

Saruman frowned deeply.

Though he had already taken over this body, the power he had borrowed was not at its full strength. And in the enemy's home ground, resisting malice on this environmental scale was still somewhat taxing.

He drew a deep breath, pressed his