Chapter 216: Insiders Fight Among Themselves, Outsiders Compete with Outsiders

Veronica was somewhat frazzled with concern, but seeing that Wayne was unharmed, with no wounds beneath his torn clothes, she hastily closed her eyes.

It wasn't because she had seen something, but because the Succubus in her peripheral vision was too conspicuous, continuously emanating fatal seduction.

Wayne, holding The Forgotten's head, flung it toward the Succubus.

The moment the head left his grasp, the hair on it stretched and entwined, binding tightly around Wayne's wrist.

This hair was shaped by The Forgotten's chaotic thoughts, with its mad thoughts altering the physical form, pushing The Forgotten's being closer to the Void.

For reference, take the case of the Legendary Mage Marshall, that egg trader.

The Forgotten's long hair, like a living thing, wrapped around Wayne's arm, with strands burrowing under the skin, seeking flesh to parasitize, causing raised veins to bulge on Wayne's arm, writhing beneath the skin like worms.