The Last Gentleman-Chapter 164: Yellow Eyes

“Scram!”

Moon Trace Lorrian roared angrily, and all the prying eyeballs that had infiltrated the sickroom retreated en masse, no longer daring to peer into the depths of Yi Chen’s body, let alone his soul, where they even felt fear. Even the pilgrim’s obsession that resided within the eyeballs was shaken.

Lorrian continued to hold the female doctor in his arms, lying back on the sickbed.

He ultimately did not interfere in the battle, mainly because he considered that the current location of the incident might be very close to the ‘real passage.’ If he made a move, he very likely could be perceived by the real Watchers.

Furthermore,

Lorrian sensed the approach of two other auras, through the window and through his own right half that he had installed on Yi Chen.

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The Monastery built amidst the mountains by the semblance of over a thousand Pilgrim eyeballs through visual mimicry revealed its true form at this moment.

In fact,

Even if Little Grape found a gap and shattered the Illusion Realm with a Spiritual Shock,

These eyeballs, under the dominion of their core will, could easily maintain their original form, continuing to impose visual disruptions and mental pressure. It would only take a few minutes to restore the Illusion Realm as it was.

Perhaps it was the sight of the terrifying being inside Yi Chen,

Perhaps it was the severe Pain brought about by the Moonlight Slash,

Perhaps it was a loss of patience, eager to capture that unique eyeball mentioned by Little Grape.

Shasha sha~

Actively giving up the Monastery structure that had taken a lot of time to construct, all the eyeballs began to converge towards one point.

And the convergence point was right beside Yi Chen,

The ‘Watcher,’ who had been blasted into debris by special buckshot,

Its body, along with the torn yellow robe, was actually forming a quicksand-like vortex structure on the ground, attempting to suck everything nearby into it.

Crunch~

Yi Chen turned his palm upward, shooting a tough and powerful root tendril towards the ceiling, quickly swinging away from the place like Tarzan with a rope.

At the same time,

The Body Breaker he held in his left hand also made a reloading motion.

He aimed at the center of the vortex and pulled the trigger… Bang!

The buckshot, infused with the essence of the Sick Object, shot towards the center of the vortex, trying to prevent the convergence of the eyeballs.

A weird scene unfolded,

Feeling the threat of the special bullet, a Big Eye opened within the depths of the vortex, the size of the eyeball being about two-thirds of a human face. ŗА𐌽𝙤฿Ɛs̩

The pure white sclera (the white of the eyes) had ten normal-sized pupils floating on its surface,

These pupils revolved around the central master pupil—a dazzling main pupil that shone like a star—like planets on fixed orbits with set periods.

Hum!

The instant the Big Eye appeared, all the bullets shot towards it experienced a momentary ‘stagnation,’ then they all changed their trajectories, heading towards different areas.

Keep in mind that these were bullets crafted from the Sick Object, capable of tearing teacher Zede in two (with no defenses and intentionally taking the shot).

“This must be the chosen Pathological core from among the thousands of resolute Pilgrims, right? All of their eyeballs were given to him… He is to complete the ultimate pilgrimage on behalf of everyone, to take their eyeballs to the other shore.

Lou little do they know their so-called ‘other shore’ is not a world without illness, but rather the origin of illness itself.”

Yi Chen stopped shooting and landed steadily on the edge of the cave, contemplating his next move in the match… whether to confront or to flee.

Meanwhile, as the Big Eye within the vortex caught Little Grape’s view,

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Splat!

A feeling akin to peeling a raw egg coursed through her,

A pool of saliva nearly the size of Little Grape herself spilled from her mouth,

She had never seen such a beautiful, such a delicious, such a unique grape,

“William! I want this one! If you let me taste this grape, I’m certain I can advance to a higher level, possibly even restore some of my true essence.

Even if Moon Trace tries causing trouble inside you, I can suppress him!”

“Hey~ it’s all well and good for you to want it, but how about some actual action? This creature, born in the Natural Grey Zone and fueled by the will of a thousand Pilgrims, is a Spiritual illness, likely tougher to deal with than even the Holy Embryo beneath the Church.

It’s not just the eye trait; the ‘yellow clothing’ on this thing is quite bizarre as well.

Honestly, I’m more inclined to consider escape right now, trying to meet up with Jin and Reagan first.”

“Don’t run~ This creature probably sensed the Moon Scar within you, which is why it abandoned the Monastery that took so much effort to build, opting to converge into a single entity out of caution.

The moment you flee, it will hide again and continue with sneak attacks during the climbing endeavor, possibly targeting other isolated teammates.

Now that it has exposed its essence out of fear, it’s an excellent opportunity for a kill!

I believe you can do it… as long as you can get close enough to its eyes, I can suck out its eyeball essence just like I did with the Lake Bottom Giant Eye.”

“You do have a point. If I run away, I’ll lose this great chance to face its singular essence, and it might go after Jin or Reagan first.

Little Grape, leave the visual and mental aspects to you~ I’ll get as close as I can to this thing, even if it means crawling if I have to, as long as I don’t die.”

“Do it!”

With absolute delicacy before its eyes, Little Grape’s cowardice was completely suppressed, and its nature as a crypt creature was fully ignited.

Yi Chen needed just that—if Little Grape was willing to go all out, he felt confident about taking on the creature before him.

He put on his coat with its hood, a woven face mask, and adjusted 80% of the “Gentleman’s Skin” to concentrate on his head to guard against the visual illusions and Spiritual Shock that might come at any moment.

He crouched down,

gun in his left hand,

axe in his right,

his gaze locked onto the last Pilgrim that was gathering.

The vortex on the ground wasn’t just sucking in eyeballs; it also devoured the flowing grey matter of the Grey Zone surrounding it… this vortex gradually turned yellow in the process.

Until it had drained all the grey matter in the cave.

Within the swirl, a loose yellow robe without buttons and open at the front slowly emerged,

stuffed with dense pathological gray matter that kept spilling out from the hood, sleeves, and seams of the robe.

Gradually,

the grey matter began to coalesce and solidify into a fixed form, shaping into a humanoid grey-white body whose fingers and feet started to move adaptively.

Under the hood, the face had no features, just a vertical slit down the center.

As the slit started to open left and right,

the Big Eye, like a star system, that was just seen in the vortex appeared again,

and as the main eye opened, more densely packed human eye structures emerged on the parts of the body that were exposed, each eyeball independent.

With the full body eyeballs rotating and blinking, the being slowly levitated and assumed a meditative pose in midair.

One palm facing up,

one palm facing down,

while assuming such a gesture, a framework began to faintly take shape above its head, though the interior was not yet filled with liquid and was in a critical state of about to Open Source.

At the same time, ancient characters woven by maggots also slowly appeared between Yi Chen’s retinas.

[Yellow Eyes – Ruidento (Open Source critical, has peeked at most of the Old World Knowledge, lacking the opportunity)]

Just as Yi Chen identified the other’s name, a discomfort and irresistible feeling came over him.

Even though Yi Chen closed his eyes immediately,

even though he covered his vision with both hands as soon as possible,

even though he tried to wrap and bind his eyeballs with plant roots growing from his brain to socket,

all was in vain…

Whoosh!

Yi Chen’s eyeballs, as if granted autonomy, actively peeled away, suspended like tadpole-like objects, swiftly drifting towards the Eye Collector – Ruidento.

The fact of ‘eyeball belonging’ was stripped away; this was the advanced embodiment of the Gathering Eye Disease.

It was the inevitable price to pay when facing Ruidento unless one had superior control over their eyeballs.

With the eyeballs stripped away and the sockets empty, Yi Chen, plunged into darkness, did not feel lost; he still readied himself for combat.

In the center of his brain, a unique eye was still open, the eye from Little Grape continued to provide visual capabilities.

At this moment,

Ruidento, floating in the air, aimed one of his palms towards Yi Chen’s body, and the eye in his palm gave a ‘glare.’

Little Grape suddenly transmitted a warning into his brain, “William! Dodge!”

There was no process,

no physical transfer,

just a faint sense of approaching danger,

and Yi Chen instinctively rolled to the left at the first opportunity,

yet as he rolled to his feet, he felt an intense sensation from his left arm and, turning his head, saw his entire arm was nearly twisted into a braid, the gun hanging within the coiled-up fingers.

He had been affected just by a stare.

As an eyeball ability user, Little Grape immediately explained, “This guy has stopped using the Illusion Pupil Technique and is now using all his Pupil Skills for real-world destruction… This is almost at the level of Open Source.

He probably just needs to kill us to achieve Open Source instantly.”

Yi Chen covered his face with one hand, revealing an expression of helpless amusement.

“I had just concentrated the ‘Gentleman’s Skin’ on my head to boost my spiritual defenses, and he immediately changed his attack mode, no longer using illusions or spiritual influence.

I’m completely seen through~ At this rate, there’s only a dead end. It’s come to this.”

Yi Chen looked up and opened his mouth,

and the unique Black Umbilical Cord spilled out.

As the umbilical cord appeared, Ruidento stopped glaring and cautiously increased the distance… He could directly sense how intense the ancient aura from the Black Umbilical Cord was.

Learning from the Church’s behavior, Yi Chen tightly wrapped the umbilical cord around his neck.

The next second.

Crick-crack~ The twisted left arm suddenly twisted backwards, instantly recovering its original state.

Yi Chen, with his eye sockets now filled with a network of plants, braced himself for his opponent, “Come on!”