With Han Dong mastering and understanding the essence of the so-called Faceless One, the Mythical Puzzle reached 100% completion.
The [Borrowing God] mode,
changed from the initial descent of the divine to borrowing the divine pattern, relying on one’s own deep imitation.
At the same time, the so-called randomness of borrowing gods is not entirely random and is completely decided by the Grey original... After all, the relationship has been well established, and the Grey will always provide the best option according to Han Dong’s state.
When Han Dong, who drank the "Thousand Faces Liquid," constructed the formation for borrowing gods,
Miss Leng, mingling among the Out of Control ones, immediately sensed it, using the excuse of an injury to enter her own exclusive Mirror World.
a piece of the mirror on Miss Leng’s face reflected a grey visage covered with tentacles, all the while revealing a very happy smile.
"Have you decided so quickly to replace me and guard Sharnoth? It seems you’ve caused quite some trouble, huh? Don’t go and ruin my kingdom now."
As Miss Leng crouched in the pristine, glass-material toilet,
plop! A huge lump of ’essence’ very important to her poured out,
passed through the Borrowing God channel without any spatial barrier.
Meanwhile, she herself fell into a state of fatigue, sitting on the toilet for several hours.
The special divine pattern transmitted was completely different from before, presenting a shining trapezohedron structure.
"(It is) A dark-colored polyhedron with red markings and many irregular planes; it might either be some extremely unusual crystal or an artifact carved from mineral and highly polished."
—H.P. Lovecraft, "Nightmare"
This extraordinary divine pattern made Han Dong deeply astonished as well,
and as he gazed at the surface of the shining divine pattern, he seemed to glimpse countless hidden worlds, endless faces, and infinite brilliance.
Falling into his palm, it combined with the Borrowing God formation.
As the luster faded away~ a simple, humble grey mask formed in his hand.
Han Dong, without any hesitation, directly wore the mask...
Buzz~ "Grey Pillar reaching the sky"
The [Prison World] managed by Han Dong, the Warden, was completely dyed grey,
even the bodies of the Prison Guards changed accordingly, showing slight grey spots, and parts of them had their facial features become a bit blurry.
Han Dong’s consciousness was pulled into a unique area known as the ’Mirror of Grey’.
Surrounded on the soles, overhead, and on all sides by mirrors of different structures and polyhedrons,
reflecting Han Dong in various forms and emotions from different times, even speaking different bizarre words.
all the reflections of ’Han Dong’ in the mirrors looked towards the central figure,
and they each tore off their facial skin, presenting it in their hands... These face skins gradually turned into strands of grey particles that flowed towards the main body.
The grey particles absorbed into the body all adhered to the surface of the soul.
So much that Han Dong’s essence was undergoing a change,
bizarre faces emerged on the body surface, appearing even on the tongue, between the eyeballs, or on the backside of the brain... slowly, even internal organs began to grow more terrifying human faces.
But Han Dong neither resisted nor refused, instead perfectly accepting all of it.
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among the unfinished carved Throne Embryo,
the white lotus displayed by the Mythical Scrolls spun rapidly, bearing the pressure brought by the Grey descending god and controlling the minimal energy consumption.
Also, under the regulation of the white lotus, it gradually made the "Faceless Myth" the main body.
As the Faceless feature became the main body of the scrolls, more and more grey mist seeped out from the base of the throne, spreading throughout the underground area, even dyeing part of the World Tree grey.
When the grey mist reached a certain density,
in the not yet sculpted throne, a grey silhouette vaguely peeked through.
It was unclear if it was an image condensed from the grey mist or Han Dong’s original form projected there.
When every corner of the world was dyed in grey,
the sky-reaching grey pillar steadily dissipated,
a faded figure reappeared amidst the grey pillar.
In front of Marlon, the young man he was familiar with suddenly became "strange," "dangerous," even "unknown."
Although his physique and clothing were the same as before,
viewed from different angles, his face was utterly different, and the temperament, feeling, even the murmurs brought by different faces were utterly different.
At this moment, all the faces uniformly made a "deep breath" action, with a wave-like grey breath spreading along with the breath.
"So this is the power of the First Chaos! No wonder Grey Senior can easily stay hidden during the ’World Catastrophe’, undetected amidst the myriad letters, it’s simply fantastic.
Although I can’t reach Senior’s level at present, I already feel I’m getting there.
The ’Borrowing God burden’ is also within the bearable range under the white lotus’s regulation—wait a minute... this is!"
Feeling the changes within himself, Han Dong,
also sensed another subtle change occurring internally.
"Trandis’s Lost Demon Sword, Truth’s Eraser"
popped out from Han Dong’s palm,
as a special weapon with devouring growth attributes, it was also dyed grey at this moment,
its blade surface even wrapped in circle upon circle of grey spiral, similar to tentacles or mist, seemingly advancing to the next level along with Han Dong’s special change.
a wave of heat surged forward,
instantly obliterating the previously spreading grey mist, and turning the wasteland within a ten-kilometer radius into scorched earth.
"Nicholas~ no wonder you took the trouble to come find me for practice... Indeed, with your stance, an ordinary [Middle Rank] can’t fully warm up for you.
Just right, with my recent breakthrough, I also need a partner to exercise a bit.
I’ll retract my previous statement of 20%. I will at least put forth 80% for real combat against you,
also I must remind you... I just recently broke through, and during the breakthrough, I absorbed the [Slaughter] from Arthur Penny.
In other words, I can’t fully control myself, and once the fight starts, I might not be able to hold back.
You must pay attention to your own safety."
"Having Captain Marlon say so is enough, let’s begin."
"Just warming up casually, I won’t draw my blade."
The surface of the arms constructed a pair of black gloves symbolizing ’Hell Mountain’,
and at the moment the gloves took shape, a matching black Demon Mask surfaced on the face.
Marlon stepped forward, causing the ground within a thousand-meter fan-shaped area to immediately subside, accompanied by splattering lava.
The momentum of the First Demon rushed in instantly, while Han Dong stood quietly and motionlessly.
the sandbag-sized black fist was already pressed against Han Dong’s nose bridge.
The shockwave of the air current rippled from the point of impact, so that even the Prison District hundreds of kilometers away could clearly feel the wave.
Despite being hit in the head with such a blow, Han Dong,
neither had a shattered skull,
nor was violently flung out,
instead spun in the air about a hundred times, and then landed steadily, elegantly stepping back and forth.
With his face slightly emitting ashy black smoke,
Han Dong cradled his tilting head with both hands, crack! snapped the cervical spine back in place, and straightened his head.
"Ah... such powerful force, it’s like demons from the entire Hell were beating me! Hit me harder, Captain Marlon."