New Game

Several dim streetlamps swayed in the wind and snow, casting long, twisted shadows from the utility poles along the roadside.

Everything looked normal.

With a thought, Shiyue Shuo's originally clear pupils instantly turned a golden-pink.

Using the Pig Talisman's thermal perception, he extended his senses like antennae.

They pierced through the walls, through the falling snow, and reached the street below.

In Shiyue Shuo's perception, the shadows cast by the streetlights were not flat at all.

They were like a bottomless well.

"Gurgle... gurgle..."

It was the sound of shadows boiling.

Then, the shadow split open. No monster crawled out of it; it simply opened its eyes.

One pair.

Two pairs.

Ten pairs.

Countless emotionless, blood-red eyes stared fixedly from within the utility pole's shadow at the flower shop's second floor.

At where Shiyue Shuo was.

That gaze was filled with malice, greed, and a ravenous desire to drag all living things into darkness.

"What is this?"

Shiyue Shuo did not rush out immediately.

He glanced back at Mai's room, his expression becoming extremely grave.

Those things were lurking downstairs, lurking in the shadows of this town. If he acted rashly now, setting aside whether he could beat them, the commotion would definitely wake Mai and disrupt the normal life she had now.

More importantly, he sensed that the shadows' target did not seem to be entirely him. They were waiting, searching for some kind of opportunity.

"It's only been a few peaceful days..."

Shiyue Shuo walked to the Window and stared through a gap in the curtains at the countless scarlet eyes below.

Those previously still blood-red eyes shifted and looked toward Shiyue Shuo.

They saw him.

They had really seen him!

"Hiss—"

The shadows let out a venomous, snake-like hiss.

The next second.

The shadows across the entire street erupted.

Not just the utility poles, but the mailboxes by the road, the parked cars, even the tiny shadows cast by falling snowflakes.

At that moment, every shadow linked together into a black sea.

Countless red eyes opened in the darkness, densely packed and overwhelming.

"So many?"

Shiyue Shuo frowned.

There were at least a hundred of them.

Black fluid began rising upward, gradually taking shape. Soldiers clad in black ninja garb and wielding sharp blades rose one after another from the shadows.

The Shadow Corps.

Shiyue Shuo recognized them. Though his memories from before his transmigration were somewhat vague, he remembered these things.

"Looks like trouble's come knocking."

Shiyue Shuo rolled his wrist.

"Since you can see me, then I won't hold back."

No more nonsense.

The three ninjas at the front had already charged. They moved with astonishing speed and almost no sound, their shuriken flashing coldly as they went straight for Shiyue Shuo's throat.

"Too slow."

Shiyue Shuo's gaze sharpened.

His figure vanished from where he stood.

When he reappeared, he was already behind the three ninjas.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Three dull impacts rang out.

Shiyue Shuo's fists struck the backs of their heads with pinpoint accuracy. Though he had not used his full strength, the force was enough to shatter stone, instantly smashing the three Shadow Warriors into black mist.

"Effective?"

But the next second, the scattered black mist did not disappear. Instead, it swiftly seeped into the shadows beneath their feet. Then, even more red eyes opened.

They couldn't be killed?

"Interesting."

Shiyue Shuo leaped back and landed in the middle of the street.

More and more Shadow Warriors gathered around him, closing in from every direction and completely surrounding the flower shop.

"Is your target... Mai?"

Shiyue Shuo sharply noticed that some of the ninjas were not looking at him, but at the second-floor window.

A nameless fury instantly ignited in his chest.

"You're courting death."

Shiyue Shuo's aura changed.

If he had merely been testing them before, now he truly wanted to kill.

Shiyue Shuo lowered his hands slightly, white glimmers flickering at his fingertips.

"But you dare cause trouble at my doorstep, and you still want to touch my people."

"Boom!"

A powerful wave of telekinetic force exploded outward from him.

The snow within a fifty-meter radius was instantly blown away, exposing the frozen asphalt beneath.

The Shadow Warriors that had just surrounded him were sent flying like bowling pins struck by a sledgehammer, breaking apart into black mist in midair.

"Get the hell out!"

Shiyue Shuo growled in a low voice.

He did not dare make too much noise, afraid of waking Mai and even more afraid of drawing the world's correction. So he controlled his power with extreme precision, targeting only the shadows without damaging so much as a brick on the street.

However.

There were far more shadows than he had imagined.

As soon as one batch dispersed, even more surged from the darkness farther away. They seemed endless, impossible to kill completely.

And Shiyue Shuo discovered something even worse.

His own shadow.

Beneath his feet, the shadow that had originally belonged to him was now twisting violently, trying to break free of his control.

Something was trying to connect to him through the dimension of shadows.

"Long time no see, Shiyue Shuo."

A cold, mocking voice suddenly rang directly inside his mind.

Shiyue Shuo's pupils contracted sharply.

That voice...

"Kenjaku?!"

"How touching. You still remember my voice."

The voice continued echoing in his mind, carrying a nauseatingly viscous quality. "I searched so hard for you. That so-called Binding Vow of yours truly was perfect. Even I nearly believed that you had vanished completely."

"Unfortunately, you left behind a flaw."

Shiyue Shuo glanced at the second-floor window, his fists clenching with a crack.

"What do you want?"

"Don't be nervous. I'm not here to trouble that little girl." Kenjaku's voice was full of temptation. "I have no interest in ordinary people without cursed energy. The one I'm interested in is you."

The Shadow Warriors on the street abruptly stopped moving.

They neatly split to either side, opening a path.

At the end of that path, a massive shadow slowly rose.

It was not Kenjaku's true body, but a projection made of shadows.

It wore a teal demon mask, and intelligence gleamed in its red eyes.

"So it's true. After making a Binding Vow, you can't use your full power, can you? You can barely even deal with low-level cursed spirits now, Shiyue Shuo."

The shadow projection waved at Shiyue Shuo.

"It's such a pity to lose an opponent like you!"

"Now I'll ask you again. Will you cooperate with me and create a new world?"

"Dream on!"

Shiyue Shuo stood amid the snow as the frigid wind tugged at the hem of his clothes. He crossed his hands and assumed a fighting stance.

"Ha... hahahahaha."

The shadow projection let out a low laugh.

"What can you do if you refuse to cooperate with me?"

"Hunt a few low-level cursed spirits every day? Guard an ordinary person? A rundown flower shop?"

"Oh, right. You've lost ninety percent of your strength, and no one else can even see you. What can you possibly do? Since that's the case, just wait and watch. Watch how I defeat your friends and create a brand-new world!"

"You will be a witness to the new world!!!"

With that, the shadow projection instantly collapsed.

The dense mass of Shadow Warriors around him also retreated like a tide, melting into the darkness.

The street returned to its deathly silence.

Only the falling snow continued drifting down quietly.

Shiyue Shuo remained where he was, unmoving for a long while.

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