"Strictly speaking, it isn't related to the 'Day of Destruction,' but to the Gray Fog invasion."
Mu Daxian corrected him. "Once a purebred night-walking species receives the 'call' from within the Gray Fog, it will throw itself at the streetlamps without regard for its life."
"'Newborn' impersonators like these take advantage of the idea of 'striking while the iron is hot,' to some extent. After devouring Experience Students, they use the students' lingering warmth to approach the streetlamps, then use their night-walking species traits to absorb the supernatural power inside."
"The strange thing is, pure impersonators and night-walking species can't absorb the streetlamps' power at all, but these newborn impersonators can. I don't know why."
"However, after absorbing the streetlamps' supernatural power, they die immediately... A complete death, one they can't revive from no matter how much supernatural power they absorb from the Gray Fog."
"It should happen any moment now... Watch." Mu Daxian pointed at the newborn impersonators at their feet.
In fact, they had barely been moving for a while now. They hardly even squirmed anymore, like puddles of sludge in a post-orgasmic stupor.
Sure enough, before long, the two impersonators began convulsing wildly, then stiffened at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into two sculptures as though their colors were fading.
Throughout the process, their bodies discharged vast quantities of green, powdery particles like steam engines. Once the spraying stopped, they had completely transformed into sculptures that looked neither human nor quite like Muk.
Unlike the humanoid sculptures in the sculpture phalanx, the sculptures formed from these two newborn impersonators gave off no "presence" whatsoever.
They really were completely dead.
"This..." Even seeing it with his own eyes, Mao Feiyang couldn't help widening his eyes in shock.
Mu Daxian raised his drawing board and smashed