Clinging to the ceiling, Xu Ye saw it all: the screaming boy in the school uniform, and his four eyes.
Suddenly, a chill ran through Xu Ye's body.
Alice shrieked, "The ceiling!"
Almost instantly, Xu Ye's tentacles slapped against the ceiling, propelling him away.
A crack opened in the ceiling where Xu Ye had just been, revealing an eye. A long, slender arm shot out of it and grabbed for his neck.
Of course, it missed.
Xu Ye's head separated from his body, then turned to look at the eye.
At the same time, the Black Blade in his hand abruptly pierced the arm and plunged into the eye.
Drip, drip.
Thick blood dripped from the eyeball. Xu Ye's expression remained unchanged, and he was about to finish it off when the eye suddenly cried out in fear:
"Don't look at me!"
"I didn't steal anything! It really wasn't me!"
"Mom, I'm studying! I'm not doing anything bad! Please, stop watching me!"
Huh?
Xu Ye's expression froze slightly. He let go of the Black Blade and looked toward the bathroom, where the boy slowly emerged, his face twisted in pain.
What did this mean?
Did this come with a storyline, too?
Every Aberrant had suffered something intensely traumatic, or accumulated emotions over many years, causing their personality to split and then undergo aberration.
The Captain had once said that the best approach was to find the pollution source. That would greatly reduce an Aberrant's energy and suffering, and might even restore a trace of lucidity.
Finally, with an Awakened's help, they could find release.
So sometimes, handling a pollution incident did not necessarily require violence.
And during this Holy Grail mission, Xu Ye had vaguely begun to sense a direction. Flashes of inspiration often crossed his mind, though he still