Eldritch Horror Theatre - Ch. 30: Scourging the Soul
"A special usage technique?"
Eve looked at Fu Qian with confusion.
"Yes."
With a flick of the latter's wrist, a Crimson Whip materialized out of thin air, snapping a beautiful whip flourish.
...
Seeing the blood vessels and sinews on the long whip, Eve's expression instantly became as colorful as it could be.
"You... psycho!"
Eve could naturally tell that this whip was not some sex toy, but a genuine murder weapon.
Her heart sank as she looked at Fu Qian in incomprehension.
"What on earth do you want? Does this do you any good?"
Smack!
Facing her accusation, Fu Qian said nothing, answering her with practical action.
Accompanied by another crisp crack, a deep mark was left on Eve's mutton-fat jade-like arm.
Attacked suddenly, the intense pain made Eve cry out miserably.
However, the next moment, an even more terrifying thing happened.
A chaotic and violent will rose in her heart, shaking her mind with its impact.
"Why... are you doing this?"
Eve's voice became abnormally hoarse. She tried her hardest to dodge, but facing the formless, shadowless Crimson Whip, it was utterly futile.
"Why?"
Fu Qian delivered another lash, pulled his foot back, stood tall, and gave a cold laugh.
"Audacious monster, I could tell at a glance that you're not human!"
"Watch me force you to reveal your true form!"
"Prepare to be captured!"
...
These bizarre lines practically left Eve dumbfounded in place, and she inevitably took another lash.
"Why?!"
"Why are you forcing me?!"
Amidst the intense agony, roars tore from Eve's throat.
At the same time, an aura of unparalleled violence and madness emanated from her body.
Centered on the bright red whip marks on her body, crystal-like scales actually began to grow, rapidly spreading across her entire body.
On every scale, a blurred face let out continuous wails.
Very quickly, the crystal scales wrapped her up entirely. She turned into a massive crystal with countless facets, enough to make any woman scream.
As she moved, the countless wails on the scales converged into a mind-shattering sound wave.
Under the impact of the sound wave, even Fu Qian felt his head sink, as if he had been struck by a hammer.
[Sanity Value minus 1]
That sound actually made him lose a point of Sanity Value?
He couldn't help but be reminded of the scene of directly facing a Spawn of the Evil God.
This thing really wasn't human!
Confirming his judgment, Fu Qian's actions grew even more resolute, his Tyrant's Fist continuously lashing the target.
When he deduced that something might be lurking within Wen Li's body, he had thought of a few methods to force the other party to submit, but none of them were as effective as his newly acquired weapon. This was truly a pleasant surprise.
"Why! Why!"
Eve's upper arms dropped to the ground, her neck stretching to an impossible length. Looking at Fu Qian on all fours, the sounds coming from her mouth were already akin to a beast's howl.
Under the continuous lashing, the negative accumulation from Tyrant's Fist was extremely terrifying. For a Mental Type like her, it was far more terrifying than physical damage.
At this moment, the intense mental stimulation coupled with her desire to survive made her frantically complete her state transformation.
As long as she could successfully reach Tier 6, everything would be different.
"Die!"
After taking another lash without dodging or evading, Eve finally launched a counterattack.
The crystal scales on the surface of her body seemed to possess unbelievable strength; the Crimson Whip could no longer leave marks on them.
On all fours, like a charging beast, she leaped high after a short run-up, her front claws tearing toward Fu Qian's chest.
This speed and power could almost rival a Physical Type.
Advancing to the Middle Tier really was a qualitative leap!
Facing this terrifying strike, Fu Qian sighed with emotion.
Of course, he was even more emotional about the fact that this thing's brain had really gone bad.
You might be close to a Physical Type, but you're facing a genuine Physical Type right now.
Easily dodging Eve's attack, Fu Qian planted a kick directly on her waist, sending her entire body flying.
Considering his mission objective, he didn't put too much force into this kick.
This thing shared a body with Wen Li; if he actually beat it to death, Wen Li would undoubtedly die as well.
He could be certain of one thing right now: Wen Li wasn't dead yet, otherwise his mission would have already failed.
She was currently most likely in a state akin to a coma.
The kicked-away Eve rolled and stabilized herself on all fours again, glaring at Fu Qian like a tiger watching its prey.
Tough nerves! She actually hasn't gone mad after taking so many lashes.
Fu Qian narrowed his eyes.
Presumably, the scales had neutralized the subsequent effects of Tyrant's Fist. Eve's state actually seemed to be gradually stabilizing.
"I might have to thank you."
A hoarse voice came from Eve's throat.
"Although this wasn't the method I wanted, completing the advancement in this form might give me unimaginable benefits."
"The weapon in your hand is very interesting, but it's still just a little bit short of making me lose control, haha."
"Wait until I finish all this, I'll let you experience what ultimate agony and madness feels like!"
"No need to be so polite."
After hearing Eve's threat, Fu Qian didn't panic at all.
"Just a little bit short? Then how about this?"
Amidst splattering blood, the Crimson Whip in his hand viciously lashed his own back.
Boom!
A chaotic and violent bloodlust surged from his heart.
"Someone once told me that she is like a mirror, capable of clearly perceiving and projecting the emotions of those around her. So with my portion added in, is it enough?"
The moment Fu Qian finished speaking, Eve let out a wail. Her four limbs trembled uncontrollably as she crashed to the ground, her eyes revealing irrepressible terror.
Looks like it works.
Smack, smack, smack!
Fu Qian controlled Tyrant's Fist, continuously lashing himself.
As the final whip fell, Eve let out another earth-shattering howl. The crystal scales covering her body shattered piece by piece, and she collapsed completely onto the floor.
Fu Qian stopped and walked up beside her.
He could clearly sense that the portion of consciousness belonging to Eve had completely disintegrated and dissipated.
Next was the moment to test willpower.
Fu Qian crouched down and leaned his mouth close to her ear.
"Time's up. I'm sorry to say you didn't fulfill my request."
"But I've changed my mind. I've decided to strip you naked, Eldest Miss Wen, and throw you out."
After repeating it twice, Fu Qian felt an astonishing emotional fluctuation transmit over.
The beast on the ground let out a series of rapid breaths, radiating waves of mental storms into the surroundings.
Fu Qian once again experienced the sensation of emotions being amplified.
Looks like it's working!
Feeling the exaggerated joy in his heart, Fu Qian silently observed Wen Li's changes.
As her breathing gradually steadied, the mutations on her body slowly reverted bit by bit, and the countless shattered mirror facets melted away, returning to soft skin once again.
A long while later, as Fu Qian could already hear the sound of people clearing the obstacles in the ventilation duct, Wen Li slowly opened her eyes.
[Containment Complete]
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