Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You?

~Ahhhhh~

Eerie screams echoed out as everyone watched the creatures they were once fearful of burn with a blue fire, never to be seen again.

Shiver. Shiver.

... So scary.

The creature had been drawn out of the rotting baby's body and burnt away bit by bit until there was nothing else.

But Dorian wanst down yet.

Seated down in a crossed position, he threw a pill in his mouth and contacted his paper men scattered about the scene.

That's right.

They were the ones that dealt with the Zombies.

[Go.]

The paper men flew to all points around the formation surrounding the town, also sitting in the same cross-legged manner too.

And with no time to waste, they moved their hands and bodies about as though mirroring Dorian's move.

[Cleanse!!]

Bmm!

The formation sucked in all evil essences in the town, as well as the strange fog that shrouded it.

And as time went by, Dorian's face became paler. But he still focused on the task, forcing everything into the paper placed on the floor before him.

~Shw Shw Shw Shw Shw Shw~

He wanted vigorously while moving his hands around the paper in circles.

But what did everyone see?

A dark tornado-like wind suddenly appeared.

No!... It would be more accurate to say that the paper was sucking in the dark tornado.

So magical?

For a moment, many forgot to breathe, only staring at the blockbuster scene.

If they were standing outside the building, they would've been shocked to see the town getting clearer and clearer at an alarming rate.

But that wasn't all.

The red, bloodied, thick layers of ice covering the space also diminished bit by bit. And as for the strange blood patterns and writings on the floor, they also faded away, as though someone was wiping them off with a giant eraser.

But who can forget about the big maggots that had merged earlier on?

Heh.

These maggots also found themselves sucked in with no way to protest.

And finally, when the scene was cleared of these creatures, they saw Dorian raise his left hand.

Whoosh!

The coins that emitted a pinkish shield above them flew towards Dorian, no longer protecting them.

[Cleanse... Cleanse]

The space and every place in the town were being cleansed.

What was magic? This was magic!

Everyone burned the scene into their minds, astonished by all they saw.

In a blink of an eye, the massive space returned to its original form, with no sight of rotting maggot-infested walls, clean floors, and a very fresh but normal air inflow.

Of course they noticed the fresh air.

What a joke.

Do you know that since yesterday, the entire town has been covered in a cold, wet, moldy-like scent too hard to miss?

For an entire day, their nostrils had been inflicted with such barbaric cruelty!

That's why getting this clean whiff of air was enough to make many people dance like cavemen around a bonfire.

Many felt they were now hypersensitive to moldy scents because of this.

Since yesterday, they had been nauseous and felt very sickly.

Staying in this moldy place had left them feeling gloomy and ecologically sickly.

They get weak, tired, and overall, just queasy.

Even till this movement, they hadn't eaten a thing. Yet, their bodies were not in a state of hunger.

How can they eat under such conditions?

"So good!...it smells so good!"

Someone exclaimed, saying what everyone was thinking.

Good air.

Chan-ki calmly walked towards Dorian with the massive blue lit-up Paper in his hands.

"Grandmaster... It's done."

"Good."

Dorian flicked his finger, and the massive paper began to float.

Eh?

Everyone looked at the scene curiously.

With the creatures taken care of, they didn't understand what else this younger had to do.

But before they could react, the paper began spinning like crazy.

Whoop. Whoop. Whoop. Whoop~

Around and around it went, only leaving after-images of its spinning self.

Raymore's eyes bulged open after seeing the pale recognizable figures fly out of the paper.

It wasn't just him but everyone else in the town.

"Old Grager!"

"Sister Yiying!"

"Brother Clive!"

Eyes filled with tears, many fell to their knees, seeing their loved ones appear before them.

These were people they watched die before their eyes when the disaster struck.

Yes.

From the time the disaster struck to not so long ago, many had seen their friends, families, and lovers die unimaginably.

Some parents and siblings even went as far as sacrificing themselves and taking a hit just to save them.

In the end, who can stand such a thing?

Though they looked alright now, many knew the occurrence would hunt their dreams for a long, long time.

For others, they had only watched the creatures swallow and kill their loved ones right before their eyes.

Everyone's heart drummed chaotically, seeing the scene.

Earlier, everyone had been battling for their lives, finding a good cause to push their grief down.

But now that they were saved, it was time to face reality.

Dead.

... Their loved ones were dead and would never be coming back.

Raymore lowered his head, hiding his turbulent emotions after seeing his good buddy, the Chief Deputy officer of the town, die before him.

"Brother Bei... I'm... Sorry."

If only he had been more vigilant, his good friend wouldn't have subconsciously pushed him away from that attack.

It was all his fault.

A single tear slid down Raymore's right cheek.

Clenching his fist, he swore to take care of his buddy's family as though they were his.

Such a life-saving grace could never be repaid no matter how long he lived.

But at least, doing this much would be a good start.

A deep fill of grief covered the space.

And just as everyone was staring at their ghostly loved ones, the ghostly souls were also staring at them too.

Their ghostly bodies were horrifying, similar to the way they died.

The visitors who had arrived in the town later were so afraid, seeing the hideous floating beings that looked like they came out straight from a horror movie.

But the townsfolk... They didn't care.

In the face of their loved ones whom they felt guilty over, what was ugly?