He carried an enormous bronze bell on his back, and even the bell was warped with aberrant ripples and flesh.
At that very moment, its panel appeared before Lynn's eyes.
[Bell-Ringing Demon (corrupted)] [Level]: -- [Faction]: -- [Race]: (static) (unrenderable light and shadow) [Combat ability]: -- [Description]: The Bell-Ringing Demon from Wandering Soul Alley (static). He has spent more than a decade inside the Clock Tower in Wandering Soul Alley. A taciturn monster who rarely interacts with the outside world, he-(static) (unrenderable light and shadow)-
For the first time, the system failed to display information.
Even the panel before him seemed subject to some kind of interference, flickering in and out of existence like an old television, all its contents wavering.
This was the first time such an anomaly had occurred.
The smile on Lynn's face remained unchanged.
But at that moment.
His heart pounded.
Because he had seen this thing before. Yes, he had seen it in the memories of the Raven he had devoured.
The entire front counter area had already changed with the appearance of this "creature." Everything flickered with unstable ripples, as though everything in reality had become a painted backdrop, as though it no longer existed in this space-time. His hand passed straight through the counter as if it were not there. The entire Bloodsaw Apothecary seemed to have been dragged into some bizarre field.
"How can I help you?"
Lynn still smiled as he addressed the "customer."
The enormous, bloated monster seemed extremely agitated. His gaze was utterly vacant, yet he also seemed to be in terrible pain. His distorted eyes turned toward Lynn, and he made a nauseating sound.
"Blood Saw-where-is he-tell him to come out and treat me-I think-something's wrong-"
And as he finished speaking.
His entire face shifted again,