Angel, Puppet, Wang

"Sizzle!" Another Chainsaw sound rang out, and the area in front of them was instantly cleared, with the severed black lines scattered on the ground, unable to grow back quickly in the short term.

The group instantly sped up, crossed the black line, and sprinted away.

"Da da--"

The sound of hurried footsteps echoed in the narrow passageway, and the black line behind them caught up in an instant.

Qin Rang was being pulled along by Wang Ding, he kept looking back, keeping a close eye on the black line chasing after him.

Seeing the Black-Line Weird speed, Qin Rang suddenly shouted, "Keep going straight along this path, it will lead to the Cemetery!"

Without a second thought, everyone rushed forward in the direction he pointed.

"Bang!"

Pushing open the last door, the view suddenly opened up, and a biting cold wind rushed in, clearing the head.

The group jammed the door shut, and Flower Language blocked it with a few Thorns. Before they could even catch their breath, their hearts leaped into their throats again the moment they saw their surroundings.

Ahead, in the dim and desolate cemetery, low earthen slopes undulate, the heavy smell of decaying soil and withered earth permeates the air, and tombstones are scattered haphazardly and carelessly in the wasteland.

The Gravekeeper stood at the highest point of the cemetery, stepping on the tombstones, the silver cross in his hand gleaming with a chilling light in the red glow.

As the Cross was slowly raised, a skeleton rolled off his weapon. Before Modian lay hundreds of broken children's Skeletons, layered upon each other, eerily cold.

"Will a merciful God forgive my offense today?"

The Gravekeeper's dark tears streamed down his face, a layer of sorrowful melancholy on his face, yet a maniacal laugh uncontrollably crept onto his lips.

Tao Yuan and the others' gazes fell on the scattered Skeletons at his feet.

Some of these Skeletons still had bits of flesh clinging to them, while the majority were covered in a heavy, earthy smell and the chilling decay of time.

But this scene wasn't isolated— Tao Yuan and the others slowly shifted their gaze from the Gravekeeper to Lai'er, who was standing to the side.

On the other side of the Cemetery, the red Cross atop the Church cast a blood-red light. Two pairs of pure white wings slowly unfurled, their feathers radiating a hazy, soft white holy light. A golden-haired angel clasped his hands over his chest, watching them indifferently.

Behind the angel, it seemed that red blood was slowly flowing down the tail feathers of the wings towards the center, gradually staining the holy white. The pupils of the False Angel were also gradually swallowed up by black.

Behind the False Angel stood 32 sculptures draped in plain white Mourning Cloth, some of which had been cracked by Lai'er's blasting.

In the distance, the door, sealed shut with Thorns by Flower Language, was shaking violently, and thin, dark lines were spreading outwards along the gaps in the Thorns.

"Click--"

A soft, grinding sound rang out as the scattered child Skeletons turned their skulls, their empty eye sockets all facing the crowd.

The Gravekeeper also turned his head, his gaze sweeping over the group. When his eyes landed on Lin Yi, his eyes suddenly lit up.

The False Angel Lai'er, and the Statues behind him turned to look at them in unison. The Black-Line Weird that had been struggling just moments before gradually subsided.

This bizarre scene caused the comments section to freeze for a moment.

What's going on? Why are there so many strange things all of a sudden?

[Judging from the situation, it seems that Modian was originally killing one group of monsters, while Lai'er was killing another group, and then the Calamity Crossing Squad attracted the Black-Line Weird...]

[It's so lively!]

[If one is deadly, how many weird things together? How many Rules would they have to stack up to?]

[This is such a chaotic scene, help, I can't bear to watch!]

[What should we do? Are the organization and the Calamity Crossing Squad going to all fail together?]

[I can't bear to watch anymore... Can someone tell me the result?]

[Ahhh, my angel!!]

[This is such a coincidence! How did they all end up heading to the Cemetery at once?]

[It's really strange not seeing Bai Yang in this situation. Where did he go to join in the fun?]

[Bunny, how can I live without you, Bunny!]

When the three met, they all sensed an awkwardness the moment their eyes met.

"Bang!"

The door that had been blocking their way behind them was suddenly flung open with great force.

The Flower Language glanced at the newcomer, and the restless Thorns slowly withdrew.

"What a coincidence, we've met!"

A gray-eyed child walked out of the black lines with a smile, not forgetting to pat off the dust that had gotten on his clothes from breaking in.

The omnipresent black lines around him were surprisingly obedient, quietly guarding his back.

Tao Yuan frowned, her eyes following his movements. "Wang? What are you doing here?"

Wang smiled and bowed, giving them a noble greeting. "Good night, young gentlemen and ladies, and my dearest colleagues."

"It's rare to see something so lively, of course I have to come and take a look."

As he spoke, he stood up, facing the hostile gazes of the crowd and Lin Nieran's surprised look, and continued, "As S-Rank of this Orphanage, I am well aware of the Rules of the Cemetery."

"Here, you can see anyone who died in this Orphanage, and strange things."

"The Cemetery is the only place in the Orphanage where all sorts of eeriness can coexist. This is also the stage I've prepared for you to enjoy yourselves to the fullest!"

Tao Yuan frowned, inwardly cursing the madman.

Lai'er's dark eyes also coldly looked at Wang, but the energy around him continued to accumulate.

Modian Gravekeeper, gripped the Cross tightly, tilted his head, and stepped down from the tombstone, approaching step by step. "Was it you who led me here?"

Wang's eyes glanced at him, and she smiled, "It's me."

"If it weren't for me, you would have ruined Father's important plans, you fool."

His reckless words caused Modian to stop in his tracks, glancing guiltily at Lin Nieran.

When Wang's gaze fell on Lin Nieran along with Modian's, after just one exchange of glances, he turned his attention to Qin Rang beside him, a smile slowly spreading across his lips.

Lin Nieran's expression showed no displeasure, indicating that his father was very satisfied with everything he had done.

Wang lowered his eyes to hide his joy, then looked up at An Ying and Tao Yuan and said, "You came to this Instance for Qin Rang, right?"

Tao Yuan immediately spread her arms to block Qin Rang's path. "What do you want to do?"

Wang Ding also stood in front of him, and the others also grabbed the Weird Object.

Qin Rang looked at the group of people with a puzzled expression, when suddenly a few fragmented thoughts flashed through his mind.

He rubbed his head, feeling a bit of a headache, as if he had forgotten something.

"Me? Don't get me wrong, I have no interest in you."

"I've already said, I'm just a passerby watching the spectacle." Wang's gaze remained fixed on Qin Rang behind Tao Yuan as he slowly walked forward. "He does indeed carry the scent of Qin Rang's soul."

An Ying pressed further, "You saw his soul?"

So Qin Rang's soul really resides within his childhood self?

Wang wanted to go further, but a Thorns blocked his way, stopping him from moving.

The Flower Language conveyed a warning: they had clearly encountered their Master first, and they would absolutely not let that shameless scoundrel, Wang, have it.

Wang Ding looked at Flower Language in surprise, never expecting that someone from the organization would choose to help them.