Filthy Eerie Hand, Forgotten Weapon

Drip, drip—

Viscous transparent liquid dripped onto the ground.

Seeing the Buzz Cut Player turn into a "two-headed man," the corners of the other players' mouths twitched.

"Ahh... it feels like something's been released. My head doesn't hurt as much anymore."

"Why... why are you all looking at me like that?"

Only the Buzz Cut Player had no idea what had happened. Faced with their strange looks, he asked in bewilderment.

The next second, he noticed something was wrong with himself.

Seeing the newly grown head beside him, like a conjoined twin, all color drained from his face.

The head stiffly pulled at its features. It looked more than a decade older than the Buzz Cut Player, with a hooked nose and narrow eyes. "Tang Senyu... I told you... if I died... I would, would haunt you, never leaving you alone!!"

"Now, you'll never... get rid of me!"

The Buzz Cut Player's face was filled with terror as he looked at the head beside his own.

"The Shadow Memory has manifested! Didn't they say blackening would only be triggered after seeing bizarre items?"

"Damn it! We made a fatal mistake. Digging through those Shadow Memories was like walking straight into a trap and letting the danger arrive early!"

"Blonde Bitch... woman, we never should've listened to you!"

The Vest Player turned and stared at Luo Xixi.

Luo Xixi said nothing. This was different from what the White Ribbon Ghoul had said. According to the information it had provided, Dream Core Ghouls shouldn't have been able to directly invade players from within...

"Idiot, what the hell did you think about?"

"What does that head have to do with you?"

The Vest Player tried to find a way to deal with it from his memories.

"I... when I was fourteen, I bullied