Dawn
In the Mental World, everything followed its own course of action. As the "master" of the Mental World, Li Zu could only watch like a bystander as the illusions within it changed on their own.
The air was a little cold, but his body burned with heat.
The stars began moving toward their proper positions, and the Mental World seemed to be changing ever so slightly.
Strange murmurs came from an extremely distant place, carrying an eerie melody.
Li Zu scratched at his ears, trying to clear the filth from his ear canals so he could hear that vague sound clearly... but it was futile. He could not make out the whispers in the darkness. They were singing the name of something strange, and if he could hear the words clearly, he would surely lose even more.
At last, when the unknown black mass of flesh-clouds overhead was blown apart by the wind, the illusion before Li Zu changed once more.
The Mental World, with its eerie atmosphere, vanished, and the air became familiar again.
Li Zu had returned to the small chapel in Blackgate Penitentiary. Before him, Copperhead crouched on the ground like an enraged cat, glaring at him.
Whoosh~
Wind brushed past his ear. Li Zu failed to dodge in time and took a solid punch, his face burning with pain.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of that nimble figure... another Copperhead.
The hallucinations caused the Copperheads before Li Zu to multiply, rapidly growing from two to fifty, and the number kept rising.
"Do you see the fear in your heart?" More than fifty Copperheads formed an impenetrable wall of bodies.
They rose confidently from the ground and slowly approached Li Zu. "I heard your scream of pain earlier. That must have