Devil Fruit: Invincible from the Tremor-Tremor Fruit

The figure of the bald ghoul had already ‘disappeared’.

Mu Bai, who had finished the joint ghoul, slowly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

“The mental fluctuations brought by the joint ghoul seem to be quite large.”

Patting his head, Mu Bai felt a little dazed, and a sense of madness was boiling in his mind.

Mu Bai’s mental state seemed unusually trance, and he staggered into the dim bridge hole. The bridge hole was damp and cold, and there was an indescribable breath in the air, as if it was devouring people’s will. His eyes were empty, and he had lost his former sharpness and firmness, as if he was trapped in some kind of dilemma that he could not extricate himself from.

Not far away, the lights at the other end of the bridge hole were bright, like stars, illuminating a night sky. The light formed a sharp contrast with the darkness in the bridge hole, as if waving to Mu Bai and leading him out of this spiritual quagmire.

However, Mu Bai seemed not to notice the light in the distance. He just lowered his head and walked silently, and every step seemed unusually heavy. His body was trembling slightly, as if he was suffering from some great pain. That pain did not come from the body, but from the depths of the soul, an unspeakable torment.

Under the bridge, Mu Bai was like a lost ghost, constantly suffering from inner torture. Scenes of the past flashed through his mind, those joys and sorrows, hopes and despair intertwined, forming a series of intricate pictures. These pictures kept surging in his heart, making him unable to calm down or get rid of them.

Mu Bai's body suddenly began to twist and deform violently, as if an invisible force was raging in his body. On his skin, veins bulged, and his muscles continued to expand and contract, presenting a strange and painful state. His figure also became flickering in this distortion, as if it could collapse at any time.

At the same time, the bat wings behind Mu Bai also began to change. The pair of wings were originally just quietly spread out, but now they seemed to have life, and began to expand and shrink wildly. Sometimes they stretched to the extreme, almost occupying the entire space of the bridge hole, and sometimes they shrank sharply, clinging to Mu Bai's back. Each expansion and contraction was accompanied by a heart-pounding fluctuation, as if even the surrounding air was being pulled by this force.

The expression on Mu Bai's face had become distorted. His eyes were red, and there was a flash of frenzy and pain in his eyes. His mouth opened wide, and he let out one shrill roar after another. The roar was filled with endless pain and despair, as if he was announcing his suffering to the world.

The changes in his body and wings seemed to be pushing him into an unknown abyss. He struggled, trying to control this raging force, but every effort seemed futile.

The night was deep, and the bridge hole was even darker than ink, but at this moment Mu Bai seemed to have become the only focus in this darkness. The feathers behind him, those wings that were once as tiny as a hair, were now growing wildly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Each feather seemed to be injected with the water of life, they twisted, stretched, and gradually became thick and powerful. The wings, which were originally just light and elegant, now seemed to have turned into steel-like sharp blades, flashing a cold and mysterious light.

As the feathers continued to grow, they began to entangle with each other, like weaving a huge black net. In the end, these wings fit tightly together to form a pair of huge black wings. When the wings were spread out, almost the entire bridge hole was shrouded in darkness, as if even the surrounding air was swallowed by them.

The wings tightly wrapped around Mu Bai's body, like the embrace of a fallen angel, wrapping him in darkness. Mu Bai's figure was looming in the darkness, and his face became blurred, leaving only a pair of red eyes flashing a cold light.

At this moment, Mu Bai seemed to have merged with the black wings behind him, and they exuded a strange and powerful aura together. He was like a king in the dark, and like a fallen angel, mysterious, dangerous, and full of endless charm.

The light outside the bridge hole shines through the gaps, sprinkling on the pair of black wings, making them look even more mysterious.

Mu Bai, whose consciousness gradually awakens, folds his wings. His Yuhe has evolved, but he is still a long way from the so-called Hezhe or half-Hezhe.

Mu Bai gradually blends into the dark city, his figure looming in the night, as if he has merged with the deep night. He shuttles between narrow streets and alleys, and the black wings entangled behind him seem to disappear in the endless night.

Walking through the streets, Mu Bai came to a busy intersection. NeonThe lights reflected psychedelic colors on the wet ground, and pedestrians and vehicles were constantly passing by. The hustle and bustle of the city reached its peak here.

In the bustling crowd, Mu Bai's eyes suddenly froze. He saw a figure in a windbreaker from a distance. The man stood on the corner of the street, with his back to him, facing the busy street, as if waiting for something.

The corners of the windbreaker fluttered gently in the breeze, revealing a lonely and firm temperament. The figure seemed particularly abrupt at the bustling intersection, but it formed a wonderful harmony with the night of the city.

Mu Bai walked towards the figure involuntarily, his steps were light and firm, as if he was pursuing some kind of fateful call. As he approached, the man in the windbreaker seemed to have noticed something and slowly turned around.

Under the reflection of the street lights, Mu Bai finally saw the man's face clearly - it was a face full of vicissitudes but incomparably firm, with a deep light flashing in his eyes. The two people's eyes met in the air, as if there was an invisible force flowing between them.

"Investigator?"

"Ghoul from another place?"

Liu Qingfeng stared at the ghoul boy coldly, and smelled the blood on him. He instinctively wanted to kill him, but then he felt a little weird, because after smelling it, he vaguely felt that it was not human blood.

"Ghouls who eat together are more dangerous. I suggest you leave this city." Liu Qingfeng rarely took action, but gave a warning.

But Mu Bai smiled.

He looked up at the sky.

[It is forbidden to leave the city. All participants cannot leave this city. ]

[Ghoul mission: kill investigators and other ghouls. ]

[Human mission: kill ghouls and other enemies. ]

[Both camps calculate scores based on the number of enemies killed, and the score list will be announced later. ]

Obviously, the scope of the mission is limited to this city, and he, Mu Bai, will not leave here.