The Demon’s Menu

With a tug, he couldn’t pull anything.

The dark, blurry palm hesitated for a moment.

Clearly, it hadn’t anticipated such an outcome.

Instinctively, it tried to pull several more times with force.

But Jason remained standing there, unmoved.

Moreover, he slowly lowered his head to look over.

The blurry, dark palm seemed to feel his gaze and immediately stiffened.

The atmosphere followed, becoming awkward.

A full second later, the palm twitched uneasily.

It began to slowly retreat.

As if assuming that Jason couldn’t see it.

It quickly retreated to the edge of the ’wall’.

And just as it was about to return to the ’crack’, the hand abruptly vanished.

It crossed through space again, reaching for Jason’s ankle.

Cunning!

The blurry, dark palm exhibited considerable intelligence.

But that was useless against Jason!

Jason remained standing there without moving, simply slowly raising his other foot.

As the space-crossing palm was about to grab Jason’s ankle, the foot he had just lifted came down perfectly in place.

Thud!

Immense strength brought a dull sound.

The peculiar palm was directly crushed into a ’black’ blob.

It tumbled like steam, yet stood still like a shadow.

Two completely conflicting sensations arose within this ’black’ mass.

Then, the ’crack’ suddenly expanded, like an opening mouth, and swiftly encompassed Jason.

What had been an inconsequential suction for Jason multiplied tenfold in an instant!

Jason staggered, seemingly about to topple inside!

Suddenly, the ’darkness’ within cheered and jumped for joy.

They twisted, they bared their teeth and claws.

They seemed to fully come alive in that moment.

For food!

Fresh flesh!

Jason, having lost his balance, appeared indifferent, calmly pointing with one hand and murmuring softly—

Yi!

The special force field of [Protection Against Evil] flooded into the enlarged crack like floodwaters breaching a dam.

Instantly, the cheering vanished.

The ’darkness’ that had just come to life began writhing madly, trying to escape from the special force field of [Protection Against Evil], but to no avail; the moment it made contact, the ’darkness’ began to fade away.

Leaving nothing behind.

Reduced to ashes.

In a breath, silence prevailed.

The enlarged crack immediately shrank and disappeared.

The wall returned to normal, the light no longer ’piercing’ through.

However, Jason could only witness this much; he had no chance to observe any further.

Because those pitch-black humanoid monsters had locked onto him again.

To avoid being encircled, Jason swiftly moved toward another hiding spot—another spot where the ’light bulb was broken’ that he had found while making his move just a moment ago.

[Mist Concealment] shrouded Jason’s figure, enveloping those creatures.

With the help of the mist, Jason effortlessly reached the second hiding place.

This appeared to be a ’furniture display’ area of the ’shopping center’.

Jason glanced at the bed with its white mattress and matching sheets and the bedside table of the same style next to it, yearning to lie down on it and savor that comfortable feeling.

Instead, he chose the nearby wardrobe.

Pulling open the wardrobe’s door, Jason ducked his head and entered.

And as he closed the door of the wardrobe, Jason curled up his body and sat down in a smooth motion.

The bed was comfortable but offered no cover, obviously impractical.

The wardrobe was narrow, uncomfortable, yet secure enough.

Leaning against the wooden boards inside the wardrobe, Jason closed his eyes and listened intently.

With the [Blind Fighting] bonus of +0.3 to his perception, Jason’s senses momentarily were six times that of a normal person’s.

At this moment, he didn’t need his eyes to see; he could detect the pitch-black humanoid creatures approaching from afar, inspecting around the bed and, after upending the bedside table, quickly retreating by their footsteps.

"These creatures’ vision in the ’dark’ is much weaker than I imagined."

Without a doubt, this was absolutely good news for Jason.

He would have more options to deal with the current situation.

Of course, Jason hadn’t forgotten the ’crack’ just now.

What was that?

A part of this ’Gateway to Death’?

Or was it a mutation after something strange broke in?

And, who was the last person to enter here?

Such a punch, truly powerful!

Jason thought, then shook his head.

The clues were too scant.

He couldn’t make any judgments.

Even to say, the only clue was that pair of size 48-49 shoes.

People with such feet were not common.

And they must be tall, strong, and robust.

Tall, strong, robust... huh?

Subconsciously, Jason thought of Aras.

Of course, it couldn’t be Aras.

But what about Aras’ mother?

Or perhaps... Aras’ grandfather!

No sooner had he thought of Aras’ grandfather than a thought flashed through Jason’s mind.

Aras’ grandfather chose to live in seclusion in ’Ang City’.

But beneath the ’asylum’ of Ang City, there existed an ’anomaly’ of this level!

Jason refused to believe it was a coincidence.

A powerhouse who could forge a new era with the ’Fist of Peace’, would the organizations, forces, or individuals that entered the new era lack even a smidgen of preventative measures and response strategies?

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