The paper effigy's face was dull and stiff, utterly lifeless. In its deathly pale eye sockets, two crimson dots stared fixedly beneath the bed.
In that instant, Zhang Yuanqing's heart clenched violently, fine goosebumps rising along his arms as a long-forgotten fear welled up within him.
This fear was not merely fear of danger. It was more the fear humans felt toward bizarre, terrifying things.
Like being too scared to go to the bathroom alone after watching a horror movie, or sleeping with the blanket pulled over one's head.
Yes, the paper effigy had frightened Zhang Yuanqing into reliving the fears of his childhood.
Ever since becoming a Night Wanderer, he had never encountered anything like this.
His "Night Prowl" skill was elusive and unstoppable. He had encountered enemies who countered it with technique, but this was the first time he had faced a vengeful spirit that could see through Night Prowl directly.
Yes, Zhang Yuanqing was absolutely certain—the paper effigy had seen him.
He was terrified, but he did not hesitate in the slightest. He rolled out from beneath the bed, reached into the Void, pulled out the Explosive Pistol, and calmly pulled the trigger.
The paper effigy had a physical body. Anything with a physical body could be destroyed, and a pistol suited for long-range shooting was perfect for the job.
According to the rouge box's description, the vengeful spirit could only possess things smeared with rouge. If he destroyed the possessed object, he should be able to "deal with" the paper effigy.
Give it a try!
Bang bang bang~
Flames burst from the muzzle as dark crimson bullet trails crisscrossed into the paper effigy. Yet the bullets did not explode. Instead, soft bubbling sounds came from the impact.
Like red-hot iron plunging into a swamp.
Deep, dense