"This..."
The captain looked at Chingetsu in bewilderment and uncertainty.
At that moment, Chingetsu could see an octopus-like cursed spirit coiled around the captain's arm. That was why the captain's arm would not obey him.
"Don't move."
Chingetsu's voice reached the captain's ears again.
For some reason, looking into Chingetsu's eyes, the captain instinctively chose to trust him. "The Hand!"
A phantom image of [Bites the Dust] flashed through Chingetsu's eyes. His Stand ability activated.
The octopus cursed spirit coiled around the captain's arm did not even have time to make a sound. Chingetsu exorcised it outright with his ability to erase space.
"There shouldn't be any problems now," Chingetsu said impassively.
The lives of all the ordinary people aboard the plane were now in the hands of the man before him. That was also why Chingetsu was willing to speak patiently with the captain.
"Listen to me."
Chingetsu slowly approached the captain and stared into his eyes. "There's a big one outside right now."
"You can think of it as, hmm..." Chingetsu frowned and thought for a moment.
"You can think of it as something like a monster that humans can't see."
"Your hand was out of control just now because one of those things was messing with it." Although Chingetsu's words sounded rather far-fetched.
The captain could feel that he had indeed regained control of his hand. In other words, the boy before him was not lying.
"What should I do?" the captain asked gravely.
He had inadvertently glanced at the instruments on the control panel just now, and all the readings had been fluctuating abnormally. That meant something really had gone wrong with the plane.
It was very likely that the "monster" the boy before him had mentioned was behind it.
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Chapter 67: The enraged cursed spirit
"Good." The corners of Chingetsu's mouth lifted slightly.
Dealing with smart people was so much easier. And this captain was a smart man.
"Just keep flying the plane now. Don't concern yourself with anything else." "Also, don't let anyone touch you. No one."
Chingetsu applied Killer Queen's ability to the uniform the captain was wearing and solemnly warned him. The captain was now a human bomb.
As long as a cursed spirit touched him, the bomb would blast it into dust.
It was a measure he had no choice but to take.
It was also the best approach Chingetsu could think of at present. Another disturbance came from the top of the plane.
This time, the disturbance was considerable. Even the captain could feel as though something was pressing down on the plane.
Through the cockpit glass, Chingetsu saw an entirely green, slime-like cursed spirit (think Zac from LoL), its body gradually writhing.
"Special Grade? No, its aura is only Semi-Special Grade."
As the slime cursed spirit writhed, it covered the cockpit windshield as well. But because humans could not see cursed spirits.
From the captain's perspective, everything before him had suddenly gone pitch-black. Fortunately, though.
The plane had a fully automatic flight system. This would not force it to make an emergency landing or crash.
A sheen of cold sweat broke out on the captain's forehead. Thanks to Chingetsu's earlier warning.
The captain quickly regained his usual calm and composure. The passengers inside the plane were still completely unaware of this.
But Chingetsu was certain that this cursed spirit had absolutely no intention of sparing anyone aboard. "What a pain."
Chingetsu gave the slime cursed spirit outside the plane a disdainful smile. "Do you really think I can't do anything to you just because you're outside?" Chingetsu placed his hand against the thick cabin wall. Before the captain's stunned eyes.
Chingetsu forcibly tore off a piece of the plane's outer shell, then jumped out. Was he even human?
He was simply a monster wearing human skin!
And this boy had just jumped out like that. Who on earth was he? The captain's pupils twitched wildly in time with his pounding heart.
He had lived for decades.
This was the first time he had ever witnessed such a horrifying sight.
He forcibly suppressed the shock within him.
The captain knew that what was happening outside was already beyond his ability to intervene. His only task now was to protect this last line of defense.
Of course, Chingetsu would not actually jump off the plane.
The instant he leaped out, he activated his Stand ability and erased the space between himself and the plane's flank. Thus, Chingetsu had now reached the top of the plane.
He faced off against the slime cursed spirit.
Chingetsu stared coldly at the slime cursed spirit.
Its appearance had delayed his trip to the village to save Mimiko and Nanako.
That made him extremely displeased.
What displeased him even more was.
This green, sticky mass was simply far too disgusting-looking, reminding him of certain indescribable things.
"Ugly thing!"
Chingetsu made no effort to conceal his disgust. "You disgust me." A cold gleam flashed in Chingetsu's eyes.
That icy gaze made the slime cursed spirit involuntarily take a step back. Although the human before it had mocked its appearance.
The cursed spirit did not care, because appearance meant nothing to it. Yet the anger that followed set its reason ablaze.
Because a human had looked down on it. The slime cursed spirit flew into a rage.
What right did humans, things that were only fit to serve as food, have to look down on it?!
Sickly green cursed energy spread over its body. The slime writhed and changed into the shape of a vulture. Having transformed, the slime cursed spirit abandoned its encroachment on the plane, let out a shriek, and flapped its wings to take flight.
The slime cursed spirit looked down at Chingetsu, who stood atop the plane, the venom in its eyes almost tangible. "With that attitude, do you have a problem with what I said?"
Chingetsu looked at the cursed spirit in the air, a cruel smile appearing at the corner of his mouth. "Was anything I said wrong? You worthless cursed spirit!"
"And who gave you permission to look down on me, cursed spirit?!"
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