Deity Investigation Report

Chapter 13 The Power of the Right Eye

Although the surging spiritual power failed to escape from his right eye, Han Su's surging spiritual power had already alerted the strange truck.

With each roar of the engine louder than the last, the eerie giant truck seemed to gather even greater power. As if sensing Han Su's danger, it changed direction, turning its attention from Xu Ji to Han Su.

This scene is often seen in racing videos; as the car starts, it unleashes unparalleled impact in the next second.

Is this an inanimate object? A living thing? A ghost? Or a machine?

Han Su had never seen anything so strange before, but surprisingly, he felt indifferent towards it.

Having seen so many bizarre and powerful monsters in ancient castles, he even felt a sense of novelty when he saw this twisted thing in reality for the first time.

The excruciating pain in his right eye had not yet subsided. With each surge of mental energy, the pain rolled in like waves, but this pain only made him feel more and more excited.

Come on, let's all come together!

"I said……"

He lunged forward, facing the nightmarish ghostly truck and the eerie shadows that flickered in and out of the thick fog, and roared, fueled by the excruciating pain in his right eye:

“Sic erat in abysso!!”

His voice was even more mysterious, because the tone was inexplicably distorted. The phrase "divine decree" had been twisted into a form that was difficult for ordinary people to understand. It was more like a language that was incomprehensible and only felt mysterious and distant.

As the incantation was recited, the surging spiritual power in his mind became even more frenzied and boiling.

"Woo..."

The truck seemed to be observing as well, staring intently at Han Su with its two glaring headlights. When it realized that Han Su's strength was not as great as it had thought, it suddenly rammed forward.

Han Su and Xu Ji, standing in front of the car, looked as simple and weak as prey being hunted.

At the same moment, as Han Su uttered the incantation, he felt a surge of spiritual power in his mind, which struck his right eye with several times the force of the previous impact.

The power output increased countless times in an instant.

Beside him, Xu Ji had already screamed in terror because the ghost truck had crashed into Han Su, but unexpectedly, facing the ghost truck head-on, Han Su's right eye, which had been blind for ten years, suddenly opened slightly.

A glimmer of light, hidden within his right eye, suddenly burst forth, almost piercing through the thick fog.

Spiritual power can influence reality, but it cannot directly enter reality.

But now, in Han Su's third attempt, under the fierce mental power and will, the gap in his right eye allowed his mental power to break through this limitation.

A trace of power seeped out from his right eye.

Furthermore, influenced by something in the right eye, it flowed out of the eye socket in a bizarre manner.

The ghost truck, which was charging forward with a frenzied momentum, suddenly collided with the wisp of spiritual power seeping from Han Su's right eye. It was instantly squeezed by the invisible force and forced to stand still.

The pervasive mist was compressed by this invisible force and spread outwards.

That bizarre mechanical vehicle, accompanied by countless vengeful spirits, was once again terrified by an invisible force. Its large headlights held countless mysteries and enigmas.

The ghosts beside the giant truck all seemed to have abnormal expressions, and many of the weak ghosts even had their knees slightly twisted.

The sickeningly sharp sound of steel twisting pierced the eardrums. The surging fog around them and the massive body of the giant truck seemed to be stopped by some force, a tremendous force intertwining, squeezing, and clashing within it.

They're even dismembering it!
"I……"

Xu Ji was shocked by the scene. He saw a kind of captivating light shining from Han Su's long-blind eye.

"My brother is actually a deity..."

"..."

He stared incredulously at the incantation and the roar of the truck, like two opposing waves, or rather, roars.

The next moment, an even stranger situation occurred. In the confrontation of these invisible forces, the truck's headlights became brighter and brighter, and the power it was accumulating became stronger and stronger.

But gradually, the frame, which was covered in rust and bloodstains but was still hard and sharp, suddenly began to twist strangely under Han Su's right eye. The hardness disappeared, and it seemed to have gained a strange softness.

The front of the car was flattened, like it had deflated.

The bizarre flesh covering the car body began to turn a ghastly white, melting away bit by bit and dripping onto the ground.

It was actually melting.

This monster, formed from the fusion of steel and eerie power, is losing its steely qualities, or rather, its qualities have been distorted, turning it into something like dough.

This change even surprised the ghosts beside the car. Gradually, their expressions became increasingly fearful, and their distorted and ferocious expressions turned into a kind of blankness.

"So, something really was left in my right eye..."

At this moment, Han Su was greatly encouraged and finally had a sudden realization.

"So that's what the pale monster's abilities are like..."

"..."

The image of the pale monster melting into a pool of flesh and blood in the corridor flashed through Han Su's mind. A strange feeling welled up in his heart. He had thought this was a characteristic of the monster.

It is a product of nightmares.

But now, he discovered that this was a power, a power left in his right eye, a power that could be released through his gaze and melt anything.

I could feel that my spiritual power had been greatly shaken, as if it had been drained away again and again, like flowing water.

He himself was already on the verge of collapse, but the bizarre truck remained there, seemingly about to unleash its power again.

Han Su could no longer bear it, and even his expression subtly turned sinister. The eye that had been injured by the monster in the castle now radiated a chilling malice.

"I said……"

He shouted for the third time, "Gods, send down a decree!" Taking advantage of the intense pain and sense of release, he decided to add a little more to himself.

Too much pain becomes pleasure!
With this incantation, he even took a sudden step forward, pressing his palm forward, about to place it on the front of the truck. The loud sound, carrying a mysterious and impactful quality, resounded in all directions through the thick fog.

Boom!

Finally, the moment he uttered those words, an indescribable pressure suddenly swept across the surrounding area.

The thick fog completely dissipated, as if swept away by a gale.

The huge, bizarre truck seemed to tremble as soon as those words were spoken, and the sound of its engine suddenly weakened, sounding like a mechanical whimper.

Machines are not human, but even such bizarre machines seem to exhibit human-like emotions.

It didn't wait for Han Su's hand to actually press on its hood; in fact, it showed strong resistance and fear, suddenly retreating before the hand could press down on its hood.

In terms of spiritual power, it seemed to be much stronger than Han Su, but the power in Han Su's right eye made it feel fear.

They retreated to a distance of three meters, back into the remaining thick fog. Even after getting far away from Han Su, the front of the car remained low, and the headlights gradually dimmed, as if in a salute.

The next moment, even the thick fog that surrounded them suddenly dissipated and merged into the night sky.

Suddenly, all the sounds and the night wind returned to normal.

"Xu Ji, Xu Ji..."

"Young Master Xu..."

"My father..."

"..."

In the distance, panicked shouts and the sounds of vehicles could be heard; countless people had rushed over in a frantic manner.

Woohoo!

Further away, police cars from the city arrived after receiving the information.

Only then did Han Su let out a soft breath, look down at his palm, and see that it was trembling slightly.

When he recited the incantation for the third time, his spiritual power surged out wildly, almost draining him completely. He felt an indescribable sense of exhaustion, as if his mind had gone blank and he was on the verge of fainting.

But an indescribable sense of exhilaration and excitement sustained him, making his eyes shine even brighter: After being chased by monsters for so long, I have finally become a monster myself!

……

……

"Tsk tsk, what a pity, such a pity..."

Meanwhile, on the other side of the city, on a desolate hill far from the city.

The towering power line towers stretched towards the dome in the night. Song Chushi, whom Han Su had just met, was standing quietly beneath the tower, carrying a silver briefcase.

A mocking voice began to emanate from the silver briefcase.

Song Chushi did not answer. He simply looked towards the city from afar, feeling the fluctuations emanating from the endless lights. He could almost sense that a series of changes were taking place in the vast city of Qinggang in the distance, like dominoes falling.

Fully armed personnel surrounded the wonton shop where he had spoken with Han Su, and figures with different expressions, wearing black trench coats, appeared at every street corner where he had just stood.

The entire city of Qinggang was originally like a stagnant pool, but now, this stagnant pool seems to be showing signs of beginning to boil.

"After traversing countless forbidden zones, enduring immense pollution, and dealing with numerous dangerous individuals, I've finally found this S-rank spell..."

When Song Chu did not answer, the monster in the box spoke with a hint of regret and emotion: "You must know the value of this spell, and you must know its requirement for a unique spiritual characteristic."

"As a result, not only did you not take the initiative to become its first owner, but you even..."

"...and you gave this spell to a completely clueless child?"

"Don't you feel bad about it?"

"..."

"Passing through the narrow gate, seeking the gap of cause and effect."

"The abyss is here, and the wheel of fortune turns from here."

This time, Song Chu finally spoke slowly, but did not answer the question from the voice inside the silver briefcase. The voice seemed to resonate with the vast and boundless night.

Deep and mysterious: "This path wasn't given to him by me; he should have taken it long ago."

The voice from the silver briefcase sounded strained and anxious: "You don't actually believe that nonsense about some monster kidnapping them, do you?"

"Believe me, although this world has been infiltrated and will breed many bizarre things, it hasn't gone so far as to create monsters that would kidnap children!"

"Still a monster?"

The unknown entity residing inside this silver box, which was only fifty or sixty centimeters long and wide, banged on the box with disdain: "If there really is such a real and concrete monster, bring it out for me to see!"

"The spell was activated on him, which means he wasn't lying!"

Song Chushi's voice seemed to carry a hint of indifference as he slowly turned and walked down the hillside into the endless darkness: "So, I made the right bet."

"That kidnapping case is really complicated..."

"But no matter the cost, and no matter what it may bring, I only know that the truth cannot be hidden!"

"Twenty-six children cannot simply disappear from this world without a trace."

"Especially, my sister is in there!"

(End of this chapter)