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"": "Had there been anyone else present to witness the scene, they would have trembled like a leaf. An ordinary person might have died of sheer terror.
It was a figure shrouded entirely in a black robe.
His legs were long, as though everything below his waist consisted of legs. His proportions were grotesquely unbalanced.
His arms were equally distorted. His forearms were over half again as long as his upper arms, and he had far more than two arms. They clustered densely together-more than a dozen at a glance.
His appearance alone was a powerful assault on the senses.
Especially that half-masked face, those inverted triangular eyes, and those eyelids covered in tiny fleshy nodules. The closer one looked, the more horrifying they became!
By comparison, the bright red crest on his head barely mattered.
That face sniffed lightly at the center of Luo Bin's back. Then the figure's waist sank down, making his posture even stranger. His entire back remained rigidly straight, while the uppermost pair of arms pressing against Luo Bin's shoulders barely shifted.
That was utterly incompatible with the way a human body moved.
But... could a human grow that many arms?
Time passed very slowly.
Luo Bin felt his entire back become drenched in sweat.
At last, the sensation of something sniffing him disappeared.
Without the slightest warning, he regained control of his hands.
Luo Bin's breathing came in ragged gasps. It took a long, long time before it steadied even slightly.
He still shuddered, goosebumps prickling all over him.
Luo Bin turned his head a little and glanced at his arm.
Then he turned around. Behind him were only the steps. No one was there.
He did not dare use Rewind to revisit what had just happened.
Seeing that Portrait