I can rewind time to prevent death

Chapter 365: Chapter 293: Spirits (4) (4200 words)

Because he had no idea what level of strangeness the Skeleton Evil Spirit was, and since the entity was merely a figment of imagination made real, Yan Junze wasn’t sure he could lock it down.

But at least he could try.

So when he initiated the “Evil Spirit Solid Lock,” he adjusted the lockdown level to the highest, which was a high-level lockdown.

The moment he activated it, the skeleton monster, which was gnawing on a little girl who was also a product of imagination, froze suddenly, lifted its head, and at the same time raised its right hand, placing the back of the hand against its face where the eyes would be, spread its fingers so the eye in the palm could see Yan Junze.

In case he couldn’t deal with the creature even after initiating a high-level lockdown, Yan Junze had already prepared a mallet.

As the creature watched him with the eye on its palm, he greeted the skull monster’s head with his mallet at the same time.

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There was a dull thud.

The skeleton monster’s body shuddered, and then began to tremble all over. It opened its lipless mouth, revealing sharp teeth, and let out a weird, ghastly scream.

Visibly, its body turned into streams of black mist and got absorbed by the twelfth node of the Spacetime Atlas.

Seeing this, Yan Junze was stunned for a moment, because the process of locking this monster was different from others. In the past, once Yan Junze initiated the lockdown, if the entity was within the range of the lockdown, it would directly enter the node and form a shadowy figure.

But now, this skeleton monster turned directly into black mist and was absorbed into the Spacetime Atlas.

Yan Junze immediately practiced Inner Vision and found that the twelfth node didn’t form a shadowy figure of the skeleton monster but was quickly being filled with the black mist.

The thick black mist swirled and churned within the node, and suddenly, it rapidly converged, funneling into the shadowy figure of the Crawler Monster and quickly vanished.

During this process, the avatars of the two strange babies were also filled with some black mist, but overall, they didn’t absorb as much as the Crawler Monster, which seemed to have taken in about 80 percent of it.

Yan Junze didn’t know if there were any side effects after the black mist was absorbed by the Crawler Monster and the strange babies, but he figured if they could actively absorb it, even if there were side effects, they shouldn’t be too much of a problem.

Moreover, the appearance of the skeleton monster seemed somewhat similar to the Crawler Monster, so a fusion was certainly possible.

After the absorption of the skeleton monster, the scene in front of him changed in an instant, disappearing into endless darkness.

Yan Junze stood still in his original spot.

He didn’t know how long the entity could maintain its ability to turn imagination into reality, but if it could go on indefinitely, such a power was far too formidable; by now, some great horror could have been made real.

Therefore, Yan Junze didn’t believe the entity could keep imagining without end; there had to be a time when it needed to rest or its energy would be depleted.

Dim thuds reached his ears, as if emanating from within the room itself.

The darkness before him was exactly the same as when Yan Junze first entered the room, giving him the feeling of having returned to reality; he immediately turned on his phone’s flashlight.

When the limited light came on, Yan Junze was certain that he was no longer in the realm of imagination but stood in the isolation room.

In fact, he might have always been standing there; the uneven floor beneath his feet was a feature of the old building, and all the windows on the wall were nailed shut with planks, preventing any light from seeping in.

Just then, a calm, troubled voice tinged with a hint of guilt came from behind him to the left, “I’m sorry, just meeting and you were put in danger, I didn’t want to…”

Yan Junze turned around, shining the flashlight over, and saw a small bed in the far end of the room with some clean bedding neatly folded at the foot of the bed, and an attractive young man was sitting cross-legged on it, leaning against the wall, continuously banging the back of his head against it.

“You are…”

“My name is Zhao Qi.” The man seemed very pale, as if he hadn’t rested well in a long time.

Yan Junze noticed that the man’s hands on his knees were slightly trembling.

“Are you very scared?” Yan Junze asked.

“I’m terrified, scared out of my wits! Why is this happening to me?” As he spoke, Zhao Qi increased the intensity with which he banged his head against the wall behind him, creating a thudding sound.

It was as if he wanted to bash his own head in.

Yan Junze could tell this man was deeply conflicted inside, but he had no time to play the role of a psychological counselor; he needed to find a way to calm him down first, to stop him from having Whimsical Ideas.

“Where is Zhang Di? Is he here?”

Zhao Qi stretched out a hand and pointed to the ground under the foot of the bed, “He’s there, seems like he passed out, I couldn’t get him out. Sometimes the Spirit, sometimes not.”

Yan Junze aimed the flashlight under the bed and found Zhang Di’s curled-up figure on the ground, but at the moment Zhang Di was covered with a thin layer of black film, like a cocoon waiting to hatch.

“Why has he become like this?” Yan Junze asked.

“Just now… his Doppelganger came in.” Zhao Qi said, “Do you know what a Doppelganger is?”

Yan Junze replied, “Yeah, it’s like an avatar of the original self, but not under his control, and even directly threatening his existence, embodying evil and brutality. A Doppelganger on seeing its original self would try to kill him at any time and then replace him to continue living.”

After hearing Yan Junze’s explanation, Zhao Qi was obviously taken aback; he clearly hadn’t expected Yan Junze to be so knowledgeable.