Zhang Chen stood in the intensive care unit. Before him, a patient infected with Black Consumption Disease who had undergone treatment using technology provided by a new tech company had already had his head severed by Ghost Zhang Chen. Black, filthy blood stained the curtains throughout the ward.
Quite a few nurses screamed at the sight. Because Zhang Chen was a ghost, no one could see him. Yet among the nurses gathered outside the ward door stood one distinctive blonde nurse.
"Zhang Chen... well done." The blonde nurse's lips moved, but her voice entered Zhang Chen's mind directly.
However, Zhang Chen had not completely sunk into the memories of his first life. His mind still retained the dire circumstances faced by his true body.
"No... I shouldn't be here! I should be at the bottom of the pyramid in the Void. If Nyarlathotep's undead aren't killed, Yu Ming and I will both be buried in the Void. I have to leave here. Is this the side effect of the ghost shadow? Damn it, I have to get out!"
Zhang Chen's powerful will began interfering with the forced invasion of his first-life memories. His surroundings slowly transformed back into the interior of the pyramid. The Tooth Cleaver in his hand was still in the midst of its downward slash, but its trajectory had already deviated far from the intended path. He could no longer kill the defenseless Nyarlathotep in a single strike.
Swish! The blade came down.
Nearly one-third of Nyarlathotep's left arm, along with the entire left side of his body, was sliced away. The teeth on the Tooth Cleaver's blade directly devoured and chewed through the severed flesh.
Zhang Chen had used the power of the world to drive the ghost shadow attached to his right arm, increasing the