I Became a Witch in a World Full of Urban Legends

Chapter 234: The Eclipse Society and the Urban Legend Group Chat

“Shu’e, that little group chat of theirs… where do they come from?”

Seeing that they were about to arrive at the slaughterhouse, Miss Rabbit could no longer resist the urge to ask her travelling companion this question.

Even though she was aware that her relationship with the Eclipse Society was merely cooperative and that she shouldn’t be asking too many questions…

She was still, nevertheless, curious about this enigmatic organization that had only popped up in recent times – the organization that forced the Eclipse Society to be willing to hand over that dangerous artifact to a human in order to prevent this organization from recruiting new members.

Even before Miss Twilight was slain by Jiangli and forced into a deep slumber, she had never heard of such a strange organization.

In short, in just a few years, this online organization somehow established themselves as a major enemy to the Eclipse Society.

“A bunch of clowns,” the mysterious man named Shu’e huffed. “Whatever they’re trying to achieve is unattainable, at least, according to the Elders.”

“Then, why do you care about them?”

“They’re hindering us from spreading our grace, again, according to the Elders,” he turned to look at her, and a violent wave seemed to dance in those dull eyes of his.

Any organization seeking for longevity requires a steady stream of members to maintain their existence – the Eclipse Society is no exception, although their methods are a bit… unusual.

“They aren’t related to the Night Division, are they?” she asked, breaking the silence.

“No.”

“They aren’t similar to you either, I assume.”

“Never.”

Shu’E swerved to the right and flew straight down the steep hillside, landing right outside the slaughterhouse.

After searching the grounds, he came to a manhole, where the seal was, and took out a dark urn.

The urn seemed to undulate from within, with wet, sticky noises emanating from within. If Miss Rabbit perked her ears up, she could hear the wails and moans of a dying person.

Shu’E undid the talismans wrapped around the urn, and Miss Rabbit’s eyes flashed with an unconcealable disgust, stepping away from him.

Disgusting.

The urn contained an amalgamation of voodoo magics and an urban legend, capable of violently tearing apart any seals. Its mere presence was the embodiment of evil, and it’d be troublesome if one were to accidentally wander into its maw.

Clink!

Undoing the talisman, Shu’E slapped off the lid on the urn and stretched his arm into it. His hand caught a chain from within the urn, and he pulled as hard as he could. Attached to the chain was a thorn-covered skull that radiated a dull, disgusting green.

The chains were made of an unknown material as rust painted its metal, and strange, colorful insects squirmed and crawled through the crevices and holes of the skull. The disgusting, fishy aroma of blood began to permeate the air.

Even then, the skull seemed alive – muscles and blood vessels hung down from its severed neck, and they moved and squirmed rhythmically as if it was trying to breathe.

Shu’e carried the skull and walked towards the manhole cover. Stepping on it with one foot, he silently recited a spell, tightening his grip on the chain as he infused it with psychic energy.

Infusing the chain with psychic energy, the rust on the chain peeled off layer by layer, and bloodied letters like ants appeared on the chain. With a crisp, burning sound, the chain disintegrated into a fine dust.

Kicking the manhole cover to the side, the skull fell into the cellar with no interruptions.

Clunk!

Perking her ears, she could hear sizzling from within the cellar, like acid corroding metal. A few seconds later, a violent vibration could be felt beneath her high heels, and silver arcs of lightning spewed out from within the cellar as thick smoke surged upwards rapidly.

Using the smoke as cover, the skull that had ripped apart the seal flew out the cellar and tried to escape into the sky, but Shu’E captured it swiftly with the violent pull of the urn. He closed the lid and re-wrapped it with layers of talismans, placing it back onto his hip.

“Alright, next location now.”

Shu’E was about to walk towards the next seal when a strange psychic wave swept past him, and in the next moment…

Whoosh!

A dark cloak swept past him and landed right in front of the duo. As the strong winds dissipated, the cloak settled, revealing two hairy, lanky legs that wore flip-flops.

The lanky man scratched his head with a lazy smile, “Sorry, pretty boy and fine little lady. I’m afraid the both of you have to stay here for a while.”

Shu’E glanced at the skull emoji badge on the man’s cloak, and turned to gesture his head at Miss Rabbit.

Miss Rabbit nodded and licked her bright, cherry lips. “Finally,” she sneered. “Something exciting to eat.”

She had purchased the [Soul Detox] potion from the ghost market, eliminating any nausea and side effects from her overconsumption of cores. Now, it was time to unleash her newly recovered self onto a suitable opponent.

Shu’e nodded at her, and in the blink of an eye, leapt forward towards the next seal. The lanky man immediately turned his head when he heard a growl coming from his side.

“No running!”

With the animalistic growl, she summoned her crowbar and clenched it tightly. Leaping forward and slamming down her crowbar, now imbued with flames, towards the lanky man.

“Shit!”

The crowbar whistled with an intense heat, and the lanky man hurriedly rolled out of the way in a clumsy manner, staggering and stumbling as he caught himself.

Slam!

Despite how clumsy he was, he held no panic in his face. Looking at Miss Rabbit, he smirked.

“Don’t you want to see… something lewd?”

The lanky man’s words echoed and resonated incomprehensibly in Miss Rabbit’s ears as her footfalls slowed. Shaking her head, she tried to come back to her senses and move forward as the lanky man’s voice continued to thump in her rabbit ears.

“I’ll make sure I’ll go slow.”

*[t/n: The lanky man’s original words here are “HXD, GKD”, which is Chinese Internet slang. HXD translates to ‘good brother,’ while GKD translates to ‘hurry up’ – GKD is also typically used in a ‘What is the source?’ context when asking somebody where they obtained something (e.g., video source, image source.) To localize it, it would sound like ‘Brother, source?’

I tried translating it in a way that sounds better in a battle-context.]

The next moment, she found herself in a dull, trance-like space – bright-colored screens flashed past her one after another, and the screens started to play shocking images and videos of various people in peculiar, yoga-like positions.

“I’m about to cum!” “Please, faster, I’m about to-“ “Are you a virgin?” “Your thighs… delectable…”

Miss Rabbit felt blood rush to her face, and her mind felt numb as her breathing became erratic.

The lanky man appeared behind her in that dark, voyeuristic space, and she felt her heart drop as she turned around.

“I-I want… I want it-,” she gasped as her eyes widened at the same time, realizing that the words had unconsciously left her mouth.

Her eyes flashed a murderous red, and she revealed her razor-sharp teeth as she roared into the space.

“You’re fucking disgusting! I have to fucking kill you.”

It’s not like she hasn’t dealt with psychics and urban legends who target the mind, but this is the first time she had seen somebody powerful enough to control her body. She felt that she was like an ant in hot waters.

“I wonder what position you like it in,” his voice echoed in the space. “Don’t you want to do it with me? Please?”

“Fuck no! Die!”

Growling, she unleashed all of her psychic energy. Her beautiful, curvy figure was now surrounded with a bloodied, scarlet aura, dispelling and shattering the trance-like space as murderous psychic waves swept across the surrounding grass, wilting them instantly.

Her psychic powers rapidly expanded and caused the air to explode. Amidst the explosion, her figure distorted and disappeared within the smoke, and in the next moment, she reappeared out of thin air behind the lanky man who continued to whisper meaningless seductions. With a bloodthirsty grin, she lifted up her crowbar and slammed it down.

…

Boom!

Shu’E was in deep thought when he heard a loud explosion coming from behind him. Feeling a murderous wave of energy sweeping across the slaughterhouse, he paused to turn his head around.

He could see a violent, red explosion, with the earth and rocks being shot into the air as smoke billowed rapidly.

Is he strong? Why the need to exert all your strength, silly rabbit? He wondered. Calming down, he trotted towards the next seal.

Standing over the manhole, he was prepared to toss the skull into it when he heard a soft mewl behind him.

“Meow!”

He was motionless for a moment. Turning around, he saw a calico cat with mottled fur that sat behind him in the middle of the path. It tilted its head with big, watery eyes that studied him, just like a normal cat would.

A cute little creature stumbling into this place. Impossible.

He sneered as light glistened in his eyes, and he raised his hand to point at the cat as invisible powers rippled in the air.

Out of nowhere, sharp bone shot out from his fingertips, tearing apart the cat’s body as if a violent beast had devoured it.

Its fur was stained with flood as pieces of flesh flew everywhere. Its head fell to the floor, and its pupils were wide open with shock, and yet, it filled his heart was a strange feeling.

Moving around the dead cat, he could feel its eyes follow him no matter where he went.

It seemed as though it was asking him, “Why did you hurt me?”

At this moment, a thick, dark fog settled over the corpse of the cat.

The pieces of torn flesh squirmed together as they split and multiplied. With a few disgusting cracks and tearing of flesh, the corpse soon turned into a large gathering of wild cats.

The cats arched their bodies menacingly as they let out violent growls all at once.

The cacophony of growls and mewls gathered together as they penetrated Shu’E’s ears, and through the nails-on-chalkboard chorus, he could hear a girl asking him a question.

“Why would you hurt a small, lonely cat?”

Through the thick fog, a cat-eared girl walked out of the fog like a vengeful spirit, and her eyes glowed red.

Feeling the powerful and chaotic psychic waves emanating from the girl, Shu’E’s eyes pulsed with excitement.

The members of the urban legend group chat were stronger than he thought, and for once, he felt like he had purpose.

TRANSLATOR COMMENTS:

Tension’s rising! Please let me know what do you think of the localized(?) translation rather than translating it straight from its original, Chinese Internet slang – it’s rather awkward slapping the fat t/n in the middle of reading but this site’s HTML code is kind of [REDACTED]; Personally, I don’t really enjoy direct translations unless I’m forced to since I feel that it breaks reader immersion to the story’s universe, so the best middle ground for me is to explain what was changed so that the readers get a grasp of what the original text was. I hope you like it!

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