At this moment, the world outside Room 206 was also undergoing unimaginable changes.
After Hou Guisheng completely shattered that dark cloud, he clutched the last bag of candy in his backpack, raised his sinister face, and looked toward the second floor. Waves of dark red light repeatedly struck the wrinkles on his face.
Following the dark cloud's coverage, another massive Supernatural Barrier emerged, and its presence was countless times greater than that of the cloud.
Because this time, he actually sensed the boy's retreat and fear.
"Ding ding ding ding ding ding..."
The communicator in his ear continuously sounded alarms. They came from a Detective Sin Item used to detect the number of ghosts.
The alert tones rose and fell, ringing thirteen times in succession!
At this moment, there was no longer any need to use a Detective Sin Item on the second floor. The once gold-carved railing gradually blackened and deteriorated, softening until it twisted out of shape.
Under Hou Guisheng's gaze, the brown-black handrail turned into winding, tangled arms that intertwined with one another, forming a bizarre mutation.
At the same time, supernatural forces spread rapidly like a virus. Starting from one room on the second floor, an enormous curse formed from thirteen kinds of chilling auras.
Like wildly growing vines, they first corroded every room on the second floor before spreading across the exterior walls, ceiling, and floor, all of it taking on the same dark red color.
And upon the doors of Rooms 201 through 213, thirteen supernatural eyeballs gradually opened.
From Hou Guisheng's low vantage point looking upward, he saw a massive Hell Painting swallowing the second floor of Branch No. 2 with dark red, twisted things.
Centered on the supernatural eyeballs on the thirteen doors, power continued to flow outward in all directions, widening,