Pretending To Be A Boss
Chapter 925 - 70: Yuan 1 Eye_2

But it was effective.

The crimson color in Song Que's eyes had dimmed significantly, and the blood-red patterns on his skin had faded by more than half.

His speech was also much smoother:

"I left some marks outside, ones I made together with Miss Li and Mr. Tang Jing back then. If you follow those marks, maybe within a few days, someone should find me. Right now, I feel like I can suppress most of this ferocity. Maybe a few more days, and it'll all be fine. Soon, I'll be able to return to Baichuan City, right?"

"You've improved a lot compared to before, but you're getting more and more boring. I thought that someone who keeps such a proper facade would turn delightfully wicked after beast transformation. Turns out, that side probably isn't even part of your character."

These days, Song Que often heard Ju Mang complaining about this. Song Que firmly believed that Ju Mang's worldview was problematic. Once they were back in Baichuan City, he was determined to give Ju Mang a proper lesson.

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The next day, the sun blazed high in the sky.

The small grove, where this lone man and woman lingered, was filled with the pungent stench of rotting flesh. Normally, these smells made Song Que sick to his stomach.

But now he had grown used to it. It was like some unbearable stench—if you forced yourself to eat it, the mere smell naturally became trivial.

At this moment, Song Que was on high alert. While Ju Mang had not yet sensed it, Song Que could feel two oppressive presences closing in on this location.

They weren't moving fast, as if advancing cautiously while probing their surroundings.

The once-handsome face swiftly became covered with red, vein-like patterns, and Song Que's pupils were quickly consumed by crimson.

Beast Transformation Level: Fourteen Percent.

The lowest transformation level Song Que could suppress himself to was 7.3%. According to Ju Mang, if he wanted to date a human girl, he would have to suppress it below 3%. At that point, the beast characteristics would almost completely disappear.

At most, people would think he had severe conjunctivitis from overworking, his bloodshot eyes making him look a bit unsettling.

At 14% Beast Transformation, Song Que's sense of smell was significantly enhanced.

But it wasn't just his sense of smell. His entire body shifted into a crouched, crawling posture. His teeth sharpened, hinting at the emergence of fangs.

The visual field of his red-tinged eyes also transformed remarkably.

He no longer saw the vibrant, colorful world. Instead, everything turned into a gray, desolate expanse. Amidst the gray fog, there were two humanoid red light clusters.

Even though they were still far away, even with countless flowers, trees, rocks, and hills blocking his sight, Song Que could detect them through his beast-enhanced perception.

Beast Transformation Level: Twenty-Six Percent.

His ears grew pointed, and his skin became coarse, resembling chiseled stone. Even his hair started to change color.

Then, Song Que started running. He moved like a cat, nearly silent, but he didn't let himself grow complacent, thinking he could evade detection.

He had already identified the odors and presence of his pursuers.

They were dogs of Eden's Divine Court.

Like that creature last time who claimed to embody morality, these beings were incomprehensibly terrifying. Song Que couldn't even defeat one of them alone. Even in full beast form, using the Eye of Balance to predict the future provided no chance of overcoming them.

The only reason he won last time was through self-destruction.

Song Que called this ability the "Field of Mutual Death." Only Akasi knew of Song Que's capability in this regard.

But even then, during that encounter, the adversary from Eden—though grievously strong—had survived, while Song Que had nearly perished.

It ultimately escaped.

So this time, the enemy was undoubtedly prepared.

As Song Que mulled over these things, a horrific pillar of light suddenly descended from the heavens, smashing down like thunder!

Song Que reacted at lightning speed, instantly shifting into 39% Beast Transformation. Half his face now bore a demonic appearance, his body swelled larger, and half-meter-long spikes protruded from his elbows. Jagged bony structures emerged from his shoulders.

His speed and strength doubled, but it was only barely enough to dodge the strike.

"Run! Quickly… return…"

Song Que's speech slowed, as his neural system began to forget how to produce human language.

Ju Mang, hearing this, didn't ask a single question. Without hesitation, he tore open a dimensional rift while causing the surrounding vegetation to grow wildly.

"If you can't win, just flee. As my most important test subject, don't you dare die on me!"

[Go!]

Ju Mang no longer understood the words, as Song Que's transformation had reached 50%.

The person he once was bore little resemblance to him now. Still, if demons could be attractive, Song Que would undoubtedly be the kind of demon that radiated a dangerous allure.

Ju Mang fled.

His worry for Song Que was genuine.

But Song Que wasn't a fool, either. The fact that Ju Mang hadn't suggested leaving together meant there was a larger plan in motion, one in which Ju Mang—a burnt-out half-functioning individual—would only be a hindrance.

Golden pillars of light descended in rapid succession. A shared ability of all Divine Envoys, these beams of "divine brilliance" were devastating. Once they struck their target, they directly inflicted Soul Crystal-level damage—a lethal weapon specifically designed to counter beasts.

But Song Que wasn't fundamentally a beast. He didn't have a Soul Crystal, only a sturdy, unyielding heart.

After the golden radiance ceased, the vegetation Ju Mang had summoned was charred beyond recognition.

Two tall figures appeared in front of Song Que at blinding speed.

As Song Que had sensed their presence, the two Divine Envoys—beasts in their own right—had also become aware of his aura.

[As expected, just as Good and Evil described, it's a truly peculiar creature.] The Divine Envoy of Life and Death sported a robe of dark green and black.