Chapter 421: Dread

WHOOOOOSH! 

As soon as the words were spoken, Usan's hair and body was pushed back. 

A fierce gale was shooting past him, strong enough to put pressure on his Rank 6 body. 

Vague murmurs accompanied the winds like an ill omen, the words of which were to faint for Usan to understand.

But the way they were uttered made him think it was a curse of some kind.

'I'm already cursed,' Usan thought randomly. 'What's another?' 

Following the winds was an umbral darkness. As if there was even a mote of light to begin with, now, it was closing in on him like a box. 

Usan's gaze snapped towards his clones, but they were no longer there.

But neither was the Abomination, nor the Empress.

It was just him. 

Gripping his blade, his urge to act was hanging on a thread, but the less light there was, the stronger Usan was.

That's why he didn't resist it.