Super Gene Chapter 2292 - The Prisoner at the Rear

Chapter 2292 The Prisoner at the Rear

The prisoner approached Han Sen. Although he walked slowly, he was already very close to them. A second later, he was directly behind Han Sen.

As the prisoner walked, his cuffs clinked and clanked. When he came to a stop behind Han Sen, he fell completely silent. Han Sen couldnt even hear the prisoner breathing or his heart beating. It was as if he no longer existed.

Han Sen used his Dongxuan Aura to scan the prisoner, but he was shocked to find that he could no longer detect the prisoners presence. Goosebumps flared across Han Sens body.

The prisoner was standing directly behind him, but he could not feel the strange, chained man. His inability to detect the creature deeply unsettled Han Sen. He wanted to just run away as fast as he could. But he was currently casting the red bird spell; if he left his position, then the Four Symbols Seal would break. If any of the four tried to run, theyd all end up dead.

The birds nest still sat on Han Sens head. He forced himself not to turn around, and he thought to himself, So what if you are behind me? You cant break this birds nest. I have nothing to be afraid of.

Han Sen stood where he was and did not move. He did not dare turn and look behind him. He continued to cast his powers through the red bird spell to keep the trapped xenogeneic suppressed.

But when Han Sen looked at Mister White and the others, he was given a shock.

Mister Whites face looked strange, but Han Sen couldnt accurately read the mans expression. Crimes expression was easier to interpret, though. He was in massive shock. He stared behind Han Sen with wide eyes, as if he had seen a ghost.

The blood kirins response was even more dramatic. It was growling at Han Sen, as if in an urgent warning.

What is he doing behind me? Han Sens heart felt chilled. He still couldnt detect the presence behind him. It was as if the chained man wasnt actually a creature at all, but some specter of death itself.

Mister White gulped. He looked pale, but still, he didnt say a word.

His expression made Han Sen even more worried. Han Sen could no longer help it, so he moved his head to take a look. He couldnt turn his head very far, though, because if he moved his hands or body he could disrupt the casting. After twisting his head to the left, he saw nothing.

Then, he looked right. And still, he couldnt see anything. Han Sen wished he could just twist his body around so he could properly see what the prisoner was doing. But he really couldnt move his body.

Han Sen couldnt keep his eyes off the others horrified expressions, though. Their vision lingered on the space behind Han Sen, which made his heart tremble in fear.

F*ck you! I have a birds nest to protect me, and I have nothing to be afraid of. Han Sen gritted his teeth and did not move.

But suddenly, Han Sen felt a chill run down his neck. It felt as if something was blowing a cold breath over his neck. Han Sens skin prickled as his back turned sore and his legs went soft.

Han Sen had seen many scary things in his lifetime, so he didnt frighten easily. But not being able to see the prisoner was deeply disturbing. He felt a deep chill in his heart.

Dont move! Mister White called to Han Sen.

What is he doing behind me? Han Sen asked, his voice tense.

It was a shame that the blood kirin couldnt speak. If it had been able to talk, Han Sen would have asked it. Crime wasnt trustworthy enough for Han Sen to bother asking him, though.

This is... hard to explain. Mister White frowned, and he looked poorly. It seemed as if he didnt know what to say.

Seeing Mister Whites hesitation made Han Sen frown. He had no clue what was going on behind him.

If Han Sen was in danger, Crime and Mister White probably wouldnt want to tell him, because they wouldnt want to risk Han Sen moving and breaking the Four Symbols Seal. However, Han Sen didnt think that was the reason for their behavior.

If Han Sen was attacked and wounded, then the Four Symbols Seal would break, anyway. They wouldnt stay silent and tell him not to move.

If there is no actual danger, then why can they not tell me whats wrong? Han Sen wondered.

Han Sens attempts to figure out what was happening were getting him nowhere, but his back felt colder and colder. His worry continued to deepen.

Mister White and Crime were still staring at the space behind him. The blood kirin kept growling at Han Sen, as if it wished to tell him something.

Han Sen could no longer resist the temptation. He summoned Baoer and asked her to take a look at the prisoner behind him.

Baoer appeared on Han Sens shoulder. Han Sen spoke to her, Baoer, help your daddy take a look at what this thing is doing behind him.

Baoer nodded. She leaned over his shoulder and took a look behind him. She jerked in surprise and said, Dad... behind you...

What is behind me? Han Sen quickly asked.

There is a man drawing on your back, Baoer said, after thinking.

Drawing? Han Sens mind went blank for a minute. He was confused, and so he thought, The prisoner is drawing something on my back? Is he an artist? Does he love drawing on humans? Is my body too good, and he could not help but use my fine figure for a canvas? No way! If he was fond of drawing on bodies, then he should have gone and found a pretty girl to paint upon. Why bother drawing on me?

Baoer, what is he drawing? Han Sen quickly asked. Something else had to be going on here. Baoer leaned further over Han Sens shoulder, peering at Han Sens back, but she didnt speak.

Baoer, what is he drawing? Han Sen squeaked. He wasnt scared, he told himself. He just didnt like it.

Baoer hesitated, but she eventually said, Its like... Its like the creature is drawing a person... Yeah, a woman.

A woman? What kind of woman? Han Sen was frozen. A skeletal prisoner had appeared out of nowhere, slinked up to his back, and started drawing a woman on him. This was too f*cking creepy, and it made Han Sen feel itchy and uncomfortable.

Baoer didnt seem to know how she might describe what she saw. With hesitation, she said, An ugly, ugly woman.

Han Sen felt his pulse pounding in his temples. An ugly prisoner was now drawing an ugly woman on his back. What the f*ck was happening?

Han Sens mouth was wide open. He tried to ask another question, but he had no idea what he should ask.

Baoer observed his back some more, and then she said, Dad, he cannot draw anymore.

Why? Han Sen asked curiously.

Baoer responded quickly this time. The blood of the woman coming from his hands is running dry, and there is no more paint left.

What? He is using a womans blood to draw on my back? Han Sen felt as if his head was going to explode. He could not imagine the scene behind him.