Bloodlight and Fury

Perhaps the Shadow Ghost still recognized where they came from, because after the Dean recovered, he fell into the middle of the Shadow Ghost, and they did not attack him.

For a moment, the dean was almost stunned by the dense Black Shadow around him, but he still remembered some of his memories as a ghost. He immediately looked up, not even bothering to get up, and cried out, "Nana! Nana, Daddy's here!"

"Dad!" Nana called out happily. Although sorrow lingered in her heart, and she knew what fate awaited her and her father, at this moment, she finally saw the familiar father she had been longing for day and night.

The siren's eyelashes trembled, and she released her grip on Nana. She slid to the side a short distance, and from her waist down, jewel-like blue scales with gradient colors continued to descend, swelling slightly in one spot to reveal a pale... snake belly.

She had mutated into a mythical creature with a human body and a snake's tail in the twilight!

The snake's tail didn't look very solid at first, becoming more and more ethereal as it went further back, until it was almost transparent. But unlike a real snake, from the back half all the way to the tip of the tail, there were skirt-like flower fish tails growing on both sides, which were only found on some deep-sea fish. The fish tails were covered with strange patterns, and they shimmered with a special luster in the sunset.

Visually, the siren's transformation was astonishing. Her snake tail was almost three meters long, easily supporting her body, and she showed no signs of discomfort, swimming naturally. She gently nudged Nana, her voice ethereal. "Didn't you say you wanted to be with Daddy?"

"Go."

Nana turned her head and shared a two-second glimpse of the siren.

"Thank you, big sister... You're the most beautiful sister I've ever met."

"Nana, Daddy's coming up to find you now!" came the dean's shout from downstairs.

Nana looked away, but the sadness in her eyes hadn't disappeared; instead, it had intensified.

A few seconds later, she suddenly shouted, "It's too late! Dad, with them blocking the way, you can't get up!"

Although those Shadow Ghost will not attack the dean now, they will not allow a "living person" to cross the four floors.

The dean, witnessing all this and the sins that had sprouted within him, felt immense remorse.

He didn't know what he had been doing all these years; after losing his daughter, he lost even more.

That's fine then. These last few minutes, just watching Nana is enough.

The next moment, the dean's eyes widened.

His daughter, like a shooting star, leaped down.

Nana's tears were blown away by the wind, and she fell with a smile. Because she was a ghost, she fell very slowly, and the gold behind her gave her a holy glow. The dean subconsciously pushed forward and reached out his hand.

"But I still want to be with my dad."

Nana was caught in a warm embrace by the dean and immediately hugged his neck, saying affectionately.

The surrounding shadows stirred. They recognized the Dean, but not Nana. Suddenly, many of the Shadow Ghost looked this way with ill intent and raised their weapons.

The dean was alarmed. He had nothing left. Having been in darkness for so long, the little girl in his arms was his only light, burning brighter than the golden light that filled the room.

His first instinct was to find a safe place for Nana to hide, so he ran towards the circle where the guests were.

But he forgot that Nana was already a ghost, the most unique ghost in this deduction world.

Nana murmured, "Daddy, I'll stay with you until the very last moment."

There wasn't a single wound on her face or body; she looked as pure and flawless as a work of art. But her eyes lacked the innocence of a little girl; they held only the chilling coldness of a ghost.

She reached out and aimed at the approaching ghost behind the dean, clenching her fist. A Shadow Ghost vanished in the light and shadow.

The dean ran towards the circle formation. The guests saw him but didn't stop him. Anyway, the circle formation was about to break up, and then it would be a free-for-all. If one more person came, it would just mean giving up a middle position for the dean. There was nothing wrong with that.

Three minutes and thirty seconds.

The dean reached his destination, but Nana had crushed more than a dozen of the Shadow Ghost behind him, and the array was on the verge of collapse.

The Pearl Seller' waiting time was almost up.

Her lips were white from being bitten so hard, showing how much psychological defense she had built up to make up her mind.

"We can delay a little longer, but please protect me." The Pearl Seller suddenly spoke, looking at the countless Black Shadow in the garden and on the building, and gave a somewhat sad smile.

Then, her fingernails turned sharp as knives again. She reached her hand under her intact eyeball, hesitated for a second, and then gouged it out.

"I sell the only way my soul can see, in exchange for the rest of the Black Shadow I see, for a moment of peace."

The bead Pearl Seller eyes had been gouged out, had bloody holes in them. The eyeballs rolled in her hand for a moment before slowly turning into glass beads and falling to the ground.

The Shadow Ghost that were still attacking the guests suddenly fell silent. As if they had been removed from their control center, they stood there blankly, neither moving nor leaving.

The Pearl Seller was indeed very capable; she could almost instantly turn the situation around as long as she could come up with a suitable excuse.

However, the side effects of doing this are also obvious; it can only be used a maximum of two times in a single game, because she only has two eyes.

She lacked any unique hearing or sensory abilities. After all her eyeballs were gouged out, she became a helpless cripple. Without someone protecting her, she would undoubtedly die in the simulation.

Moreover, what she can obtain by selling eyeballs cannot exceed the limits of her abilities. For example, she can cause all the less important flowers around the Rotten Heart to crumble, but she cannot instantly annihilate all the Shadow Ghost in her field of vision.

If she dared to say such a thing, she herself would probably fall apart in the next instant.

"I didn't expect you to have this trick up your sleeve. Not bad." A glint of surprise flashed in Shafuri's eyes. Although new Shadow Ghost continued to emerge from the soil, the pressure was nothing compared to before. It felt like she had instantly returned to sixth grade from the eve of the college entrance exam.

The Pearl Seller collapsed to her knees, utterly exhausted.

"Before, I was unknowingly dragged into this matter. I just want to prove to you that I don't have Han Yan's insane ideas, and I hope that I can use my abilities to salvage the situation for you."

All of these words were true. Before coming in, she really didn't know that Han Yan and the Lingren had set up such a big scheme. But saying these truths at this time would make others instinctively hear that "I am not a member of Single Prism, but just a victim who was deceived by Han Yan."

Zhao Mou glanced at her and clicked his tongue inwardly, but he didn't expose the Pearl Seller.

He felt a little disappointed; there were still two minutes and fifty seconds left before the simulation ended, and the rest would have to be left to Yu Xing and his brother.

As long as Yu Xing accomplishes what they want, then this calamity will be over. If they fail, even if only ten seconds remain, the Shadow Ghost, now unrestrained, will have enough time to rush over and tear everyone to shreds.

"You all stay here, I'll go in and take a look." Seeing that the pressure outside had lessened, Qu Xuanqing couldn't hold back any longer. Although she knew that the Ghostification Zhao Yijiu was very strong and could help Yu Xing, she still wanted to go in and take a look herself to put her mind at ease.

Zhao Mou did not stop Qu Xuanqing. Indeed, Qu Xuanqing was not needed here now; the more important battlefield should be Han Yan's side.

Qu Xuanqing rushed up the building. Instead of entering the hospital building, she stepped directly onto the first-floor window and used the momentum to jump back and forth several times on the flat floor.

What would be a point of leverage for a normal person was like a series of safe steps for Qu Xuanqing. Light as a feather, she quickly smashed a glass door on the fourth floor and climbed over.

The other guests who witnessed all this were somewhat shocked. They could indeed exchange physical fitness, muscle strength, and so on through the system, and they would also do some physical training on their own, but basically no one could reach this level. This was beyond human capabilities!

At that very moment.

A blinding red light suddenly flashed from another room on the fourth floor, or perhaps it would be more accurate to call it a blood-red light. An extremely powerful, indescribable force, belonging neither to ghosts nor to the living, erupted from that room, causing ripples to spread through the air.

Everyone clearly felt a certain emotion at that moment.

Anger.

Strangely, even though the emotions were so intense that everyone resonated with them, they still couldn't find the origin of these emotions, because the anger was scattered. They seemed to feel Han Yan's anger, an unfamiliar anger, as well as the anger from this vast world, the anger of the entire universe.

The overwhelming power caused them, along with the Shadow Ghost surging from afar, to involuntarily bend at the knees. The guests were able to hold on and not kneel, but the Shadow Ghost lacked the willpower to do so. It wasn't exactly kneeling, since they didn't have knees anyway. They huddled together or lay on the ground, the black mist dancing erratically in the air, as if they had encountered a more primal fear.

What happened? Zhao Mou was horrified. He knew that his younger brother, Yu Xing Qu Xuanqing, who had just entered the building, were all on the fourth floor, in the inner circle of anger. Could something terrible have happened?

Or is it that Yu Xing who stirred up trouble again?

Ren Yi looked up at the red light, a researcher's fervor and even an irrepressible joy appearing in his eyes.

Only he knew where that anger belonging to heaven and earth came from—it was the power of the system's rules!

Just as Zeng Lai said, Yu Xing is truly a treasure... Although it seems that this anger has nothing to do with Yu Xing, in essence, without Yu Xing, there would be no such valuable data that he could use to study for several months to come.

Time flew by while everyone else was bewildered.

In one minute, the world will shut down completely.

Finally, the scene changed. The window at the starting point of the red light suddenly shattered, and a person flew out. He was in a sorry state, with all four limbs broken, and he crashed headfirst onto the hard ground.

Blood was flowing profusely.

Let's rewind to three minutes ago.

Yu Xing and Zhao Yijiu stood in front of Han Yan. Han Yan's composure became even more apparent after he asked, "Have you given up?"

Yu Xing, on the other hand, seemed to have given up. She stood quietly opposite him, not saying a word, and waited calmly, as if something really would happen if she waited any longer.

Seeing that he wasn't in a hurry, Zhao Yijiu leaned against the wall with a hint of curiosity and interest, feeling extremely comfortable.

The atmosphere in the room became strange. The three of them didn't disturb each other, especially the two who came to stop Han Yan, who watched helplessly as Han Yan carried out the feast of controlling the Shadow Ghost to the final step.

Han Yan was somewhat disappointed and regretful. He had hoped that these two people could bring him some fun and add some twists and turns to his performance. Unfortunately, they were even more boring than he had imagined.

He certainly didn't believe that these two had come just to watch him complete this step; they must have some kind of trump card or advantage. However, he felt that Yu Xing had misjudged the intensity of the Shadow Ghost Feast and mistakenly believed that his trump card could turn the tide.

In fact, once the final instigation was completely successful, even Han Yan himself couldn't stop this grand event. For the sake of a stunning effect, he didn't hesitate to give up his proud control. He was at the level of despair, and if even he couldn't do it, Yu Xing couldn't possibly do it no matter what. This was due to a lack of fundamental conditions.

Well, even just watching the two of them panic and regret when they smugly thought they could salvage the situation, only to find their trump card was useless, would be enough to bring him pleasure.

"Let's face the disaster," Han Yan said softly.

He dispelled the protective shield of vengeful spirits that he had used to shield himself from interference, and countless streams of blood suddenly gushed from his hands, flowing endlessly and spilling onto the ground, quickly congealing into a large pool.

Yu Xing raised an eyebrow. "Oh ho, not bad, isn't this a real-life example of hands stained with blood?"

Immediately afterwards, the blood seemed to come alive and spread out, forming fine, hair-like lines of blood on the floor, like veins, covering the entire room, and then spreading out from the doorway, extending into the corridor and other rooms, and even downstairs.

The Shadow Ghost standing within the bloodline went completely berserk, their black bodies turning crimson. The Shadow Ghost closest to them were no longer under Han Yan's control and pounced on Yu Xing and Zhao Yijiu.

In fact, they did attack Han Yan, but Han Yan's despair level was enough to make the Shadow Ghost sense the danger and move away on their own.

Zhao Yijiu frowned, seemingly finding it unbearable to be touched by these vile and lowly ghosts. He toyed with the short knife in his hand, realizing he couldn't kill them all one by one anymore, and immediately went to Yu Xing's side. "That's enough, hurry up and do what you want to do, if this drags on, I'm afraid my brother and the others outside won't be able to hold on."

Yu Xing had only symbolically used the Sheqing Dreamscape a few times, and upon hearing this, he laughed, "Don't underestimate your brother and the others. Even if things don't go well, you still have Qu Xuanqing."

"Hurry up!" Zhao Yijiu impatiently.