After violently dragging the corpse out of the coffin.
The black mass that had been pinned beneath it finally revealed its true form.
A photograph!
A black-and-white photograph!
But it was not a postmortem portrait. It was an eerie family portrait.
Their faces were blurred.
Their gazes were venomous.
Six people stood in two rows, but there was an empty spot right in the middle. It looked as though it had been reserved for someone, but that person had not come, and thus had not been captured in the photograph.
"Was this spot left for me?"
"You want me to join you and become a member of the family portrait?"
Jiang Qiao said with a smile.
The instant he picked up the photograph.
He felt an overwhelmingly powerful Mental Shock assault him. It was as if tens of thousands of people were roaring and shouting beside his ears, trying to infect him emotionally.
It made a surge of strength burst forth within him, and he could not help wanting to shout and roar along with them.
He wanted to vent that surge of strength!
But obviously.
If he really did that, he would certainly encounter danger.
Because every time you shouted, your Self-awareness would surge out and connect with the empty spot in the photograph.
Ultimately.
The you in reality would gradually fade.
While the you in the photograph.
Would gradually become clear.
You would appear in the very center of the photograph, becoming its seventh person.
"This isn't unusual."
"It's just that the curse on this photograph is far too terrifying. It involves rules, and those rules can even extract a target from the Timeline and suck it into the photograph."
"To achieve that."
"This photograph must at least have some connection to the River of History."
"Something like