A sinister, hoarse laugh echoed through the Spider-Silk Nether Hall.
Its eye sockets were utterly empty. Tattered strips of bandages faintly wound around its withered body, while disgusting bugs bearing patterns of wailing skulls on their backs burrowed in and out. The one-armed mummy kept swinging its axe with its single arm, hacking shattered black rifts into the air. Dragging its body behind it, it crawled bit by bit toward the Demonfeather Phoenix.
An ominous, fearful atmosphere spread. The mummy's bandages scraped against the watery mirror screen, producing a shrill, grating noise, as though someone were desperately rubbing two rotten pieces of wood together without stop.
"Kill me, come kill me quickly, heh heh heh heh heh heh..."
With the appearance of this terrifying mummy, the Demonfeather Phoenix seemed to have been frozen solid. Sweat seeped from its flat face. It struggled to move, yet could not do so no matter what. Even the few detached black feathers floating around its body drifted gently down.
Pop...
Suddenly, a fear demon eye opened upon the Demonfeather Phoenix's flat face.
"Why won't you come and kill me?"
Threads of black smoke emerged from the mummy's mouth. Its voice was sinister and hoarse, yet carried a trace of sorrow. The air itself seemed to freeze at that moment, while a streak of black blood slowly flowed from the fear demon eye that had opened on the Demonfeather Phoenix's flat face.
Immediately afterward, the fear demon eye shook violently, as if it were trying to break free from the Demonfeather Phoenix's body. The nearby flesh and tissue wriggled fiercely as well, as though countless tiny bugs were crawling beneath it.
Gulp...
The Demonfeather Phoenix swallowed, yet it still could not move in the slightest.
Sweat from its forehead and blood from the fear demon