Evil God Figurine

Gu Mian dragged Slaughter along as they raced upward. He didn't know how long they'd been running, but at last they saw the end of the stairs.

The landing was dim, too. Two flickering wall lamps were mounted on the wall at the top of the stairs, illuminating the hatch above them.

Once they climbed through that hatch, they'd be safe.

For some reason, Slaughter's ominous predictions still hadn't come true. The two of them were still safe and sound—so long as nothing went wrong on the way to the hatch.

Slaughter looked a little puzzled, too. His brows knitted in confusion as he seemed to wonder why his latest wish hadn't come true.

Was he going to hit us with a fatal blow at the last second? Would the hatch refuse to open? Or would it explode and blast us both back down? The thought flashed through Slaughter's mind. He knew he shouldn't think that way, so he immediately tried to stop himself from dwelling on anything ominous and focused on other things instead.

He instinctively thought of the people he knew. Their faces kept circling through his mind: Xu Xingcheng's, the Upper Class's, and the Lower Class's.

By then, Gu Mian had swiftly brought him to the hatch.

The hatch was set into the stairs, and Gu Mian could reach it without trouble. He reached up, felt for the hatch, and pushed it open.

Only then did Slaughter come back to himself. He reached for his pocket, but as soon as his hand went in, the hatch in front of them swung gently upward.

Slaughter stared at the hatch Gu Mian had pushed open, his expression stiffening for a moment.

"Let's go." Gu Mian tugged Slaughter toward the exit, but he didn't budge. Gu Mian looked back and