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At this moment, Wu Heng's Nightmare Power had sealed off the entire hospital room, driving out the power that originated from Silent Hill itself.

At this point, even their "god" could not perceive what was happening inside the room.

Under little Alessa's incredulous gaze, Wu Heng walked up to the hospital bed and held out his palm. A foot-long current of air emerged in his hand, slowly swirling before revealing a thread of red blood.

The red thread rapidly spread, forming strands of Blood Floss that spun in the wind.

A miniature Blood Floss Hell had fully formed in Wu Heng's palm, cradled there as it continuously revolved, brimming with vivid crimson. This was the essence Blood Floss within his body—the power of a Lord of Hell.

A chilling yet vibrant, terrifying aura radiated from it, carrying the joy of the "nurturing" trait.

"Alessa, it must be unbearable, living in that ruined body, worse than death, while enduring pain everywhere you turn."

"I understand!"

"This land, once sacred, once a resting place for souls, has spent thirty years unable to soothe a little girl's nightmare."

"You needn't be afraid anymore. I will smooth all of this away."

As Wu Heng spoke to Alessa's true body, he slowly tilted his palm toward her on the hospital bed.

The Blood Floss vortex in his hand turned horizontal. Amid the endlessly spinning mass of Blood Floss, wisps of Blood Floss essence drifted slowly out like snowflakes.

They gently broke free from the rapidly spinning vortex and floated toward Alessa's true body as though unaffected by gravity.

When the Blood Floss touched the bloodstained white bandages around her body, the bandages turned into black ash and were broken down by the Blood Floss Light.

This revealed clusters of ugly pink, burn-scarred flesh beneath.

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