Once the lighting returned, Yang Yi found himself still in the observation room. The floor was normal, with only a few scorched, carbonized patches, probably caused by the electrical leak.
The strange sensation beneath his feet earlier had seemed like a hallucination, yet it had felt utterly real.
Bang!
The glass observation wall directly ahead made another noise, interrupting Yang Yi's thoughts.
A foot stomped the burly man's body apart, splattering filthy blood everywhere, before he began rapidly regenerating.
Yang Yi's attention shifted entirely to that side. The problem lay with the other man, the other Undeath Disease patient they had brought back.
This patient was clearly closer to an ordinary person. He knew no magic and had undergone no rigorous training. His muscles were all for show.
But his form had now changed. The skin on his limbs cracked like eggshells, revealing faintly glowing, dark purple limbs beneath.
"Did his Sanity get so low that he mutated into a monster?"
Yang Yi was not surprised, since there had been a precedent. He just did not know what kind of monster this was.
The other man sharing its room was in a miserable state. The moment he revived, he was killed again, then revived once more, making a complete mess.
As the individual attacked, fragments of skin gradually fell from its body. A pair of dark purple, membranous wings spread from its back, and its face was revealed.
It was a face with no features at all, with half the facial skin still clinging to it. Yang Yi's eyes widened at the sight, because he received a system notification.
[A native of Dream Island-the Dream Demon-has awakened. Kill it as soon as possible, or it may affect the dream and bring unpredictable consequences.]
"This thing is the real