But this was just an illusion.
Merf the demon had already died. Its consciousness had also collapsed, leaving only an oppressive sensation of bluff and bluster. It was like visiting a tiger's den; even if the tiger was dead, one would still feel fear.
This is what Xiaoqing had told him, and what Egg had told him as well.
But now he couldn't bring himself to believe it. It felt as though a powerful being was watching him, filled with hostile intent, ready to devour him at any moment.
He had to believe Egg and Xiaoqing.
So he endured the fear and continued with the mission.
Enduring fear can also make a person stronger. Where does human courage come from? Or rather, what is courage? What is the difference between courage and recklessness?
He always felt that this Merf might have been playing dead before, always looking for a chance to turn the tables, and now it was stirring, seeking to harm him, to consume him and recover a bit of strength and then to break free.
