Chapter 5193 (five thousand one hundred and ninety-three) Iron Wire

Gray Hand asked, “After you felt your teeth grow back, you clearly felt that time had sped up, but didn’t you feel that so many days had passed?”

“At that time…” the man said, “I just didn’t think that way.”

The Gray Hand asked again, “Only when you said that later did you realize that so many days had passed?”

“It seems… right.” The man said, “If I had thought about it before… I might not have been unaware of it, but… the fact is… I didn’t even think about it before.”

The Gray Hand asked, “What happened next?”

“Then I continued to ask… what was going on. I asked… how many days I would have to stay there.” The man said, “I said… it was impossible to stay there forever.”

“You still haven’t received a response after saying this, right?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“Yes…but after I said the rest of the words…things…changed.” said the man.

“What’s next?” the Gray Hand asked. “What’s next?”

“Actually, it’s the same thing as before… I said it again… ‘Impossible’, and then the situation is different.” said the man.

“What happened?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“I found… the iron shackles were gone.” The man said, “But… but a huge monster appeared in front of me.”

“What huge monster?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“I don’t know… I… have never seen that thing… It looks like the iron of shackles gathered together… but… it… is definitely not made entirely of… iron.” The man said, “It has a lot of hair on it… Those hairs… look like iron wire…”

The Gray Hand asked, “What did it do to you?”

“It…it pounced on me,” the man said, “with its mouth wide open…drooling…”

“Isn’t it very dark where you are?” the Gray Hand Man asked. “Yes.” the man said.

“Then how do you see its appearance clearly?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“It has… some light on its body.” The man said, “The color of that light… changes… to something very strange. I can see… that even the color of its saliva changes.”

“Its saliva?” asked the Gray Hand. “What color is it?”

“Yes… saliva changes color…” the man said, “At first it was brown… then… it turned yellow, then brown again, then… it turned yellow again.”

The Gray Hand Man said, “It’s actually just two colors changing back and forth?”

“But…but that process…the process…multiple colors appeared.” the man replied.

“Is it gradual?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“Yes… it changes gradually… but… when the saliva turns brown and yellow… it stays… longer.” The man said, “Its saliva keeps dripping down… if my feet weren’t unable to touch the ground… if I wasn’t… suspended in the air… I would even… worry that its saliva would overflow onto my feet.”

The Gray Hand Man asked, “It has a lot of saliva?”

“It’s a lot.” The man said, “It’s really a lot… and it’s quite sticky… Anyway… it’s disgusting.”

The Gray Hand Man asked again, “Did you avoid its saliva?”

“I want to hide… but I can’t move.” said the man.

“The iron shackles are gone, and you still can’t move?” asked the man with gray hands.

(End of this chapter)