"The boys... the two boys in the corridor?"
Ji Yan's expression shifted. Those two boys should have been this [Nightmare]'s hidden Easter egg, but what did they have to do with the ballerina about to take the stage?
The "dancer" raised her face and stared at Ji Yan, her features vivid yet crazed. "You've seen them, haven't you?"
"Then why didn't you stop them?"
"If you had stopped them, that Devil wouldn't have... been created!!"
"Why? Why?!"
The "ballerina's" voice grew increasingly shrill, mournful, and frenzied.
The cosmetics were knocked onto the floor, powder scattering everywhere. Watching her emotions spiral out of control, Ji Yan frowned tightly. Beneath the heavily caked makeup, writhing veins and livor mortis looked horrifying.
He took half a step back, already opening the Tool Bar and considering whether to fire a [Burial Coffin Nails] at her.
But that piercing scream suddenly turned into terror.
The "dancer" stared at Ji Yan. "It's here."
"This is all your fault. It has killed us countless times. Do you know that pain? You should experience it once. You deserve it!"
"The next time you see those two little brats, kill them. Don't hesitate for a second! They deserve to die!!"
After the "dancer" finished speaking, Ji Yan caught a strange scent.
It was an intense smell of burning...
Timid Ghoul completely tucked his head in and cried out in terror, "Little brother! Something really vicious is coming!"
Just as Ji Yan was about to respond, the "dancer" let out a shrill scream. Her entire body bizarrely charred, and she fell from the chair, turning into a pile of ashes.
But Ji Yan's throat suddenly became scorching hot and dry. When he turned his head, he met a ghastly face head-on.
This ghoul was charred black all over, layers of