Markets and Multiverses (A Serial Transmigration LitRPG) Chapter 317: Malice

Our group spent several minutes backtracking, before we t up with my clone. During that ti, I had my clone cycle between soul sight and regular vision. Despite my efforts, I couldn’t find any enemies or traps in the area. Based on what I knew about the Market, there was no way the inner district didn't have a defender or ten. Since I couldn’t find the danger, that ant it had yet to reveal itself.

Once we got there, I scanned the area with my real body’s vision as well. It didn’t help. No matter which body I used, I couldn't find the threat in the area.

I sighed, and then sent the clone back into the distorted area. Once again, I saw a bunch of skyscrapers and massive buildings appear in front of . I ignored them. They were too far away to matter right now. Instead, I focused on what was right in front of my clone.

Our group set ourselves up right at the edge of the spatial fair, giving us an easy retreat. It also let us observe my clone as it moved, so that we would at least know what killed it if it died.

As my clone moved further into the spatial fair, I started to notice that the area was very... quiet. In the Market, there wasn’t much sound, but there was usually still a little bit of noise, and it had beco more obvious as my [Perception] grew higher. The shuffling of skeletons in the distance and the distant hum of electronics were the norm.

And yet, in the spatial fair, these sounds had disappeared. It was as if soone had hit a giant mute button in the middle of the area. I frowned. What was the reason for this silence? Were things destroyed if they made sound? If that was the case, the monsters here might hunt by sound. That was valuable information.

I said.

said Sallia, followed by Anise and Felix a mont later.

My clone continued forward, and the odd silence continued to settle around my clone like a heavy, suffocating blanket. After another minute, I started to feel like the silence was growing... suffocating. Sothing was starting to feel wrong.

asked Felix, after a few more monts.

Felix frowned.

I frowned.

Anise glanced warily at the spatial fair street, before she grabbed my hand and pulled a little further back.

I nodded, and our group moved a few streets away. After we walked, I shared all of the mories I had of my clone moving around. The others ran through my mories, before we spent a few minutes in silence, digesting the events that led to my clone’s death.

said Sallia, after a few minutes.

Felix’s eyes lit up.

asked Felix. Felix shrugged, and grinned.

I thought about Felix’s words for several seconds, before I finally nodded. Perhaps there was so sort of creature that hunted down things that were 'silent?' It had felt kind of like my clone was being dragged to another layer of reality before it died... so maybe being silent caused one to fall into that layer of reality. There, the hunter would instantly kill the new prey... or sothing like that.

said Sallia.