"You demon! You killed so many of our people. We will kill you."
"Kill him, and our people will find peace."
"Kill the demon! Kill the demon!"
"No rest for the demon. Kill him."
Seeing all of this, Max understood he was once again inside an illusion.
'Damn this!' He cursed as he once again tried to use the same method—or at least attempted to—only to realize that he couldn't feel his soul.
Max's eyes widened as realization struck him. He hurriedly looked at his hands and clothing. "I am in someone else's body!" he muttered, closing his eyes. A moment later, he opened them, his face dark.
'I feel no connection to the system or any of my power,' Max thought grimly.
Last time, he had escaped the illusion with the help of his soul power, but what about this time, when he was just a normal human waiting to be killed?
"Let's kill him and be done with it."
"Yeah, we have other things to do after that."
"Kill him!"
