Head Balloons

In the Assembly Hall,

A trainer who was on good terms with Kimberley looked in the direction where the Venerable One was.

"Wendy has been exposed. Should we go and surround her?"

A gentle voice came from behind the curtain, "No rush, Wendy isn't so easy to expose. Even if she's on the Local Area Network, she should be able to hide for a longer time. After all, she's been preparing for a whole night."

She's an outstanding child I've carefully nurtured; her psychological Defense Line aren't so easily breached.

It looks more like a deliberate act of exposure, letting ordinary employees gather around to see what was going on.

Let's take a closer look at what methods Wendy has employed, and whether she has someone backing her up, that gives her the audacity to choose betrayal.

As the Venerable One's hands moved gently behind the curtain...

The staff who had been searching different areas of the Orphanage, as if their brains had been severely stimulated, glared angrily, veins bulging, and ran as fast as they could toward the Equipment Room where Wendy had been found.

Or reveal its claws,

Or take out the cold weapons they carry with them.

Some even crawl on all fours.

Each of them had a ferocious face and no human characteristics whatsoever; they looked more like some kind of wild beast, as if the bestial nature in their brains had been activated.

They formed a circle around the small Equipment Room, with the stronger porters at the front, ready to work together to push open the heavy iron door of the Equipment Room.

Just then,

A strange and comical sound came from inside.

Upon hearing the sound, they briefly regained their senses and transformed back into human form. But the next second, the Venerable One's thoughts swept over them, turning them back into pure beasts, while simultaneously stimulating a surge of adrenaline.

Strong, powerful arms together slammed the iron door of the Equipment Room shut.

Click! A jamming sound came from behind.

Something seemed to be stuck behind the iron gate, creating significant resistance and making it open very slowly.

Just as they finally managed to pry open a gap large enough for one person to pass through, something squeezed out through the gap.

Balloon!

It was a dense array of colorful balloons.

Each balloon has a simple human face drawn on its surface.

The strangest thing is not the balloon itself,

Instead, the string hanging from the balloon was not a thin thread, but a hemp rope, and it was tied with a loop knot.

Before the employees closest to the door could react, the knots were already around their necks, tightening their nostrils, and some even had hook-like structures piercing their skin, causing them pain.

Suffocation and pain cause the brain to rapidly lose function.

After a brief struggle, it became still.

Even stranger things happened.

After the "hangers" fall into a coma, their brains rapidly deflate, while the balloons at the top become increasingly inflated, and hair even grows from the top.

The human face on the surface of the balloon slowly transformed into real facial features.

It eventually evolved into a huge, inflated Head Balloon, carrying them into the sky.

The body did not die completely; it simply transformed into Head Balloon that floated high in the air.

The atrophied brain is no longer under the control of the venerable one.

Haha~

In contrast, these Head Balloon always maintain a happy expression, and can even produce strange laughter when squeezed.

Within a short time, dozens of Head Balloon rose into the air above the Orphanage.

Seeing this, the other employees tried to escape, but under the Venerable One's control, they continued to rush towards the Equipment Room, attempting to tear the balloons apart with their sharp tools and fingernails.

But they were just ordinary people after all, lacking both strength and precision. Even if they could hit the balloon, they couldn't pop it, and no one could get into the Equipment Room.

All employees who attempt to break in will be tied with ropes and turned into Head Balloon.

Deep inside the Equipment Room.

Wendy has transformed from a blonde girl into the Phobia-concretization – the "Inflated Clown".

He was stepping on the air pump with his foot while blowing up the balloon with his mouth, all while watching the situation outside.

"Ah~ My ability is finally working! This is something I've been trying to do all along. Only by transforming an individual's brain can the Venerable's ability be suppressed."

Moreover, my Head Balloon seems to have received a special boost due to its master's hell transformation, greatly increasing its effect!

The pain caused by the hook inserted into their necks can instantly cause them to lose control and protection of their brains, making the transformation of the Head Balloon exceptionally smooth.

Ah! As expected of the master, even though I only have a tiny bit of Hell Attribute, I can become so powerful.

"If that's the case, some powerful guys will probably come looking for me, right?"

The words had barely left his mouth.

Bang!

The only glass window in the Equipment Room was shattered.

Wendy was sitting in an area with no possible path of fire, yet a bullet seemed to be able to curve and shoot towards her head.

Bite!

Puffs of smoke rose up.

Wendy actually turned her head 180 degrees and used her metal dentures to firmly bite the bullet.

At the same time, before the explosives inside the bullet detonated, he chewed and swallowed... burp A series of tiny explosions and wisps of smoke escaped from the back of his throat.

"What a sharp bullet! I almost forgot about the really skilled sniper."

Wendy snapped her fingers immediately.

The only window in the Equipment Room was covered with layers of extremely tough balloon film, preventing subsequent bullets from penetrating it.

As more and more Head Balloon filled the sky above the Orphanage, they almost blocked out the sun's rays.

The playground was filled with circular shadows formed by heads, and the eerie laughter of balloons being squeezed.

Everyone's attention was drawn to Wendy.

No one noticed that a hooded employee was using the disturbance of the crowd and the shadow cast by the balloons to leave the playground area and enter the Orphanage building.

The Venerable One's attention was also drawn to Wendy.

He had never seen Wendy's "Head Balloon" ability before, and far from being angry, he seemed particularly pleased. Wendy had, to some extent, fulfilled a certain requirement; her value far exceeded that of these ordinary employees.

"You guys can move now... Capture her alive as the primary objective, and do your best to preserve the integrity of her brain."

Six trainers, along with half of the serial killers lurking on campus, begin their operation.

Various forms of attack immediately took effect on the Equipment Room. Even Wendy's carefully crafted Corner Space could not withstand such devastation and was eventually completely destroyed.

The Corner Space was destroyed, the Equipment Room was reduced to ruins, and there was no one inside.

A blond clown, wearing several Head Balloon, had already floated into the sky and was rapidly drifting out of the courtyard. They could only chase after him as fast as they could and try to shoot down the balloons in the sky.

In a short time,

The campus became much quieter.

Just as the Venerable One was preparing to get up and leave, ready to begin his mental tracking of Wendy.

A series of heavy footsteps came from the front door of the lobby.

The Venerable One looked through the curtain toward the door and saw an ordinary employee walk in, but his eyes were fierce and there was no "Dominance Imprint" in his brain.

"Kill him."

The Venerable One waved his hand.

Bang!

All the glass on the roof of the Assembly Hall was shattered.

Seven serial killers belonging to the organization descended, each exuding a strong aura of malevolence, their hands stained with countless lives.

Just as they unleashed their most proficient killing techniques, attacking the intruder from different directions.

Buzz!

A noisy, clamorous chainsaw engine roared through the hall.

The foul smell of sulfur mixed in the air, carried by a wave of heat into everyone's mouth and nose, staining their lungs.

No more pretense,

The killing intent spread!

This obsession with killing is different from that of the murderers present; they are completely on different wavelengths.

The murderous intent, as thick as lava, completely engulfed the chilling killing intent they released, a natural restraint.

Everyone is marked as prey.

A natural enemy has arrived.

When they heard the chainsaw sound getting louder,

Those the Devil, pitch-black eyes were already staring at their faces at point-blank range...