Almost simultaneously, a system prompt echoed in Lynn’s ears.
[Ding! You have killed the Flesh Deceiver x1. You gained 100 experience points.]
Upon hearing the system’s prompt, Lynn finally relaxed.
In other words, the monster hadn’t died completely just now. It wasn’t until he had stabbed it over a hundred times that it finally kicked the bucket.
Lynn wiped the blood off his knife, feeling a bit guilty.
Because he knew.
His teacher would definitely not return at this time. And even if it were his teacher, he’d still stab, because if it was him outside, his teacher would stab him too.
But it seemed like tonight would indeed be a sleepless night.
It was barely midnight, and a monster had already come knocking. Who knew what else would happen in the second half of the night?
Lynn stood up, preparing to clean the blood off the floor.
But just then...
[Warning! Warning! A Root-level monster is approaching! Danger level 100!]
Lynn froze in place. But he quickly reacted, pressing himself against the outer wall, staring at the front door with bated breath.
Root-level?!
What the hell was going on?!
Could it be the big guy that the demon hunter mentioned earlier would show up tonight?
And just at that moment...
He felt an overwhelming chill spread across his skin.
Lynn’s eyes widened as he saw it.
The hand of the bloodthirsty monster that had broken through the doorframe suddenly twitched.
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Then, as if something had yanked it out with great force, the rotting hand was pulled back.
Without a word.
Lynn swiftly cut the ghostly hair hanging from the beam above.
Whoosh—
A thick, icy mist seeped into the room from the hole in the door.
Lynn held his breath.
Faintly.
He could hear the sound of chewing from outside.
It was like chewing on ribs.
Crunch, crunch.
That meant the Root-level monster was now out on the street, and the chill was unlike anything he had ever encountered. That demon hunter wasn’t lying; tonight, the outside world was definitely not safe.
Damn it!
He couldn’t be that unlucky, could he?
Had he really encountered it?!
And just then.
A series of loud vibrations echoed from outside the door.
Boom—
Boom—
It sounded like something massive was slowly moving down the street.
And it was getting closer.
Closer!
Then, just as the sound came within just a few meters of the store’s door, it suddenly stopped.
Lynn immediately held his breath.
Faintly.
He saw a light shine through the hole left by the bloodthirsty monster’s hand.
Lynn was certain.
That light.
Was the gaze of the unknown monster.
Lynn stood still, glued to the wall like a statue, as just under a meter away, a giant eye appeared in the doorframe’s hole, peering inside.
Lynn could even hear his own heartbeat.
Slurp—
Slurp—
Outside, the sound of something licking the door panel came.
[Sanity -1]
[Sanity -1]
Lynn’s eyes widened, not daring to move.
But for some reason, he felt that the slurping sound was strangely... cute.
Like a little girl crouching in front of you, slurp slurp...
But then, suddenly, Lynn saw it.
A blood-red, tongue-like tentacle slowly slithered through the small hole.
[Sanity -40!]
No! Scratch that!
This was in no way cute!
Lynn froze, his eyes wide open.
Right before his eyes, that blood-red tentacle began to lick the blood from the inside of the door, savoring it bit by bit.
Then, as if wanting more, the tentacle slowly began to crawl toward Lin En.
Slurp—
Slurp—
Like a tongue, the tentacle left one lick after another on Lynn’s face.
Lynn was paralyzed, his whole body stiff.
His sanity dropped sharply.
If this had been two years ago, or if it were any other person, they’d have probably screamed and fled by now.
But Lynn was no ordinary person.
He knew.
In this situation, if he ran or even showed a hint of panic or fear, the monster outside would devour him instantly.
Stay calm! He must stay calm!
Just treat it like a regular customer! Lynn, you’ve got this!
Creak—
The huge baby’s head slowly opened its mouth. Instantly, a wave of rancid odor hit Lynn, nearly making him faint.
“Toothache—Doctor—”
The enormous, eerie baby head spoke in a delicate child’s voice.
The row of dripping, sharp teeth was so unnatural it could empty one’s sanity instantly.
“Can’t cure it—eat you—”
[Lynn Sanity -10]
Huh?
That voice... why did it sound unexpectedly cute?