"Bang~"
The black silhouette exploded, transforming directly into a mist, rushing towards Zhang Chen's body.
Zhang Chen hurriedly retreated, deploying the Sealing Rune to try and contain the black mist, but the mist completely ignored the rune, passing right through it.
Zhang Chen quickly activated the Light of the True God to resist, but the black mist seemed to disregard it, passing through Zhang Chen's body as if the Light of the True God didn't exist, and wrapped around his soul.
The next moment, an ancient, gloomy voice echoed in Zhang Chen's ear: "I curse you, starting every midnight, you shall transform into a toad."
The voice faded, leaving only the wisp of ethereal mist seemingly bonded with Zhang Chen's soul, enveloping it like a shroud.
"What the hell is this damned thing?"
Zhang Chen was bewildered, his eyes filled with innocence. He was merely a bystander but somehow suffered from an unexpected calamity.
