Complete Confidence

In this situation, Clyde no longer needed to summon the square mirror to understand what was happening.

With an Evil Spirit supporting him, Gu Xingjian was an unsolvable existence.

To kill him, they could only wait until the Evil Spirit became complete and dragged everyone on the Eighteenth Floor down to die with it.

Naturally, that included Gu Xingjian.

But Clyde did not dare gamble on it. He understood that if Gu Xingjian dared to do this, he must have something to rely on and had already planned his escape route.

That left Clyde with very few options.

Slowly, Clyde took out two syringes from behind his back and looked at the two men before him with a complicated expression.

Xue Tinghai and Li Guanqi were already spent forces, candles flickering in the wind, waiting only moments to be snuffed out.

Yet Draw a Circle to Imprison and the black-and-white chessboard were the only means of delaying the eruption of the dead end.

So neither of them could die.

Clyde stabbed the first syringe into his flesh and drew more than half his blood.

His expression twisted in pain as he injected that tube of blood into Li Guanqi's body.

Li Guanqi's originally ashen face suddenly regained a trace of life. His eyelids trembled as though he were about to open them.

But Clyde's body went limp from it, as if that tube of blood had drained away most of his strength as well.

He crawled weakly across the ground, gritted his teeth, and stabbed the second syringe into his skin.

Repeating the process, he injected the second tube of blood into Xue Tinghai's body.

Once both procedures were complete, Clyde completely passed out.

In those brief seconds, his body had already withered by more than half, leaving him little