Final Battle with the Ghost Story Association

The deepest part of the secret passage.

The outside was covered in bloodstains, but the inside was a clean little room.

The room was filled with various photos and medical records, all listing the people Doctor Gao had treated, albeit in very unique ways.

For example, patient number 41.

His way of treating the trauma of childhood abuse from his stepfather was to drown him by holding his stepfather's hands underwater!

For example, patient number 107, also known as Lychee.

The treatment is to cook and eat the source of childhood stress.

Logically, this is the entrance to the Underground Morgue.

It's also the spot where Doctor Gao himself pushed open the door; it's Doctor Gao's heart.

Even his deceased wife was placed here.

But now, several people are sitting in the room.

One of them was the Bird-Beaked Man from the Ghost Story Association. At this moment, the Bird-Beaked Man wasn't wearing a mask; his ugly bird beak was frozen on his face. "If it weren't for Zhang Ze, we might never have had the chance to enter this place."

"Yes, what a wonderful place. Only here can I find a moment of peace, without having to interact with those hypocritical, disgusting people. I can stay here alone, clear-headed, for the rest of my life."

There were a few other people.

They are all members of the Ghost Story Association.

However, the remaining few are the core members of the Ghost Story Association.

Through two consecutive operations, Zhang Ze eliminated core combatants, including the devilish Xiong Qing and Sister Huang. At this point, Dr. Gao also realized what was happening and gathered all the members together.

Number Ten told us to wait until midnight.

Why do we have to wait until midnight?

"I don't know. Maybe he meant the new recruits won't appear until midnight. That's our usual practice for welcoming new students, isn't it?"

This place is quite convenient; if a newcomer isn't qualified, they can just be thrown in—it's so easy.

The conversation continued until 11:30.

Then a muffled thud came from inside the iron gate, and everyone looked in the direction of the sound. A man in Doctor Uniform slowly appeared in the center of the group.

He looked around at everyone present.

"I haven't seen Number Two and Number Nine. Are they late?"

"Those two are in the Living Coffin Village. Our things are still there; it would be such a waste if they got lost."

"

The person who spoke was truly Gao Ming.

However, it is different from the Gao Ming strategy that was once flawless.

At this moment, Gao Ming looked somewhat haggard, with deep-set eyes. He hadn't had a good night's sleep for many days, and his angular face also looked quite tired.

Upon hearing the Bird-Beaked Man's reply...

Gao Ming closed his eyes and remained silent.

"So what? Where are the newcomers you mentioned? At this critical juncture, any newcomer who appears should at least have the strength of Red-Clothed, right?"

"We've lost too many high-level combatants, all because of Zhang Ze. If we don't get replenished, we can't afford a third loss."

What do you mean by waiting until midnight?

Gao Ming remained silent.

We're very close to midnight.

The countdown has begun.

A sense of unease welled up in everyone's hearts. Even though nothing had happened, an inexplicable feeling of unease lingered over them.

The newcomer is nowhere to be seen.

Number Ten was on high alert.

Numbers 2 and 9 were absent due to unforeseen circumstances.

Finally, someone couldn't hold back any longer. "You're not afraid of him, are you? You're making us hide in this place like rats in a sewer, just to avoid his wrath?"

"Number Ten, you've become weak."

"Have you forgotten how many people you've healed? For the past five or six years, you've been the best psychologist. You've changed so many people, helping them gradually mature and become independent from their previous fear of resistance. You've made those who should have paid the price pay the price. You've given us, those excluded from the mainstream, a home."

"Look at you now, so cowardly for Zhang Ze. He killed the Devil and Xiong Qing, he killed Lychee and Ms. Huang. That's why we should unite and fight him to the end!"

They were shouting.

As time went by and their initial excitement wore off, the cramped and crowded Underground Morgue passageways, along with the human remains scattered on the walls, began to erode their sanity like waves.

There are less than five minutes left until midnight.

"Clatter!"

It was as if some kind of liquid had shed.

Inside the secret passage, as if an earthquake had struck, all the corpses and body parts began to move as if awakening from a deep sleep, and the scene instantly turned into an indescribable and absolute horror.

This was absolutely the most terrifying scene they had ever seen.

Even though they themselves have created countless ghost stories and dealt with Behind-the-Door Monster and real-life Fierce Ghost.

But a massive number of corpses awoke from their slumber.

Demons danced wildly.

Even the eighteen levels of Hell in Buddhist mythology are no more than this.

The deceased has regained consciousness.

"The monsters have started moving!"

The group was shocked.

Gao Ming turned his head and looked toward the end of the passage. There was nothing there, but some kind of liquid was dripping down. Because of the dim lighting, they all thought it was blood.

But in fact, that was Zhang Ze's most iconic Black Water.

The Gao Ming was the first to see through this.

But it was all too late.

Black Water seeped continuously from the passage, and under everyone's watchful eyes, the liquid first transformed into some kind of monster with black wings. If one had to describe it, the first thing that flashed through Gao Ming's mind was the Feathered Serpent of American mythology, who was in charge of the sun and life.

"What kind of look is that? You knew I was here all along, why pretend to be surprised?" Zhang Ze looked at Gao Ming.

"Because I can't confirm your intentions. You're too arrogant. Two hours ago, I lost contact with three members, and I guessed you had already infiltrated the Underground Morgue."

"The core area of Underground Morgue has complex terrain, but I know that's not a problem for you. However, instead of launching a surprise attack, you gradually infiltrated the rest of the Underground Morgue."

"You know that the longer you drag it out, the worse it will be for you, but you still did it anyway, which is very unusual."

Doctor Gao had already noticed Zhang Ze.

Zhang Ze wasn't surprised; he had indeed been standing there for a while. "Because you're waiting for midnight, like anticipating the New Year's bells, but the real reason is that your door won't open until after midnight."

"Your true form is hidden Behind the Door, and all your secrets lie Behind the Door. If we cannot defeat the Door-After World, and your full power, then everything we have done has been meaningless."

mad.

That's outrageous.

Zhang Ze was deliberately waiting for Gao Ming's door to open, waiting for him to enter his peak state.

But he happens to have the right to be arrogant.

"Do you think the Ghost Story Association's long-standing reputation is just this?" Doctor Gao's voice remained cold. "You will pay the price for your arrogance, and even now, this situation is still under my control."

"If we were using the same plan to deal with Chen Ge, I wouldn't be so confident, but your arrogant personality makes it so. Every action you take is high-profile, and every time you spread Crow all over the city. Do you really think others won't notice your abilities and take countermeasures in advance?"

"After tonight, there can only be one king in the Western Outskirts."

"And you are destined to fail, the Ghost Story Association will be reborn."