Give Me Five Minutes

Clang, clang, clang!

When the blackened teeth came within twenty centimeters of Su Ziyu, they all stopped. Even as they pushed inward one by one, they could only leave thin, long marks on the Wall of Eternal Night.

Smack!

Seeing that his captive underling dared to resist—and even attack his master—the Evil Spirit Marionette immediately lost its temper. The soul fire deep in its eye sockets seemed to burn even brighter, while the black flames draped over its body surged several centimeters higher. The Hellfire Whip lashed the priest again and again, flaying his flesh and sending him rolling across the ground from the searing black fire.

Su Ziyu did not stop the Evil Spirit Marionette's punishment. He had never held any goodwill toward cultists.

His grandfather had once said that not a single cultist deserved sympathy. They had already left the realm of humanity behind, pledging themselves to evil powers. Some even fed on humans. They were the natural enemies of mankind.

After a round of agonized wails, the priest finally gave in.

"Don't kill me! I don't want to die!"

The priest's nails dug into the floor as he cried out in pain.

"Mm. Keep an eye on him for now. I still have something to deal with."

Su Ziyu had no time to waste arguing with some minor priest. He had come here to subdue another S-rank patient. Although that guy had completely mutated, he still had to get something out of him under the principle of making full use of everything.

"Yes, Master!"

The Evil Spirit Marionette lowered its skull like an obedient child.

Su Ziyu took two steps, then looked back and saw that Ruan Xiaoqi was still following him. After thinking for a moment, he pointed at the Evil Spirit Marionette and said softly:

"Be good, Xiaoqi. Stay here with Bone Uncle for a while. Upstairs is dangerous."

Ruan Xiaoqi said nothing and merely took another two steps forward.

Su Ziyu pressed a hand to his forehead. Though Ruan Xiaoqi seemed fairly well-developed, her mental age was probably no different from that of a seven- or eight-year-old child. Since she had chosen to stick with Su Ziyu, naturally she wanted to keep following him.

Staying by Su Ziyu's side made her feel safe.

Su Ziyu pondered for a moment, then crouched down and gently brushed aside the long hair covering Ruan Xiaoqi's left eye. He said tenderly:

"Be good, Xiaoqi. I'm going upstairs to fight monsters. Stay with Bone Uncle for a while."

As he spoke, Su Ziyu pointed at the wall clock on the other side of the administrative building and said with certainty:

"When the hand on that clock moves one small mark, I'll definitely be back."

One small mark meant five minutes. Su Ziyu meant that he could take care of the monster on the rooftop—the one that spat everywhere—in five minutes.

Ruan Xiaoqi seemed to understand something. After a long while, she nodded gently.

Seeing Su Ziyu leave, the Evil Spirit Marionette thoughtfully swung its flaming whip, enclosing itself and Ruan Xiaoqi within a massive ring of fire.

Although the Ghoul Cult priest had been captured, some of his subordinates were still alive. Moreover, the Special Affairs Department could arrive at any moment, so this place remained extremely dangerous.

What the Evil Spirit Marionette did not know was that this delicate, seemingly fragile little girl had once been a

"madwoman" who shouted about turning people into toys...

As for the bound priest, watching Su Ziyu's retreating figure enter the administrative building filled him with growing anticipation. He hoped Su Ziyu would die in there, so that he would have a chance to break free!

Humans were always so arrogant, thinking they could control so many things, only to discover in the end that they were simply courting death!

That was why I abandoned my human body... Heh heh heh... Die in there...

Malicious light flickered in the priest's eyes.

But the next second, his gaze met Ruan Xiaoqi's, and the priest was so frightened that his heart nearly stopped.

That little girl... why were her eyes so cold...

Who exactly was that man? A skeleton pet, and a strange girl too...

As wild thoughts ran through his mind, the priest suddenly became afraid that Su Ziyu might return alive...

The mass of flesh on the rooftop had almost occupied the entire building. The moment he entered, he saw clumps of murky green rotten flesh all over the walls, floors, and stairs. Looking closely, he discovered that the so-called rotten flesh was made up of countless blue-green worms.

They clung to every part of the building like modeling clay, and they were still **. Some had formed huge cocoon-like creatures, while others had combined into shapes that defied the laws of physics, reflecting a terror beyond science from every surface.

Su Ziyu released the Dread Demon Eye. The Dread Demon Eye, in its devolved state, crawled out of his pocket once more and darted back and forth through the narrow corridors. Its dirty yellow feathers swept over the blue-green worms, and muffled pops rang out in succession. Black blood, dark as gasoline, gushed forth, leaving a long trail across the ground before being frantically absorbed by the Dread Demon Eye.

Su Ziyu followed behind, leisurely climbing upward one floor at a time.

They moved extremely quickly. Su Ziyu still remembered his promise to Ruan Xiaoqi.

He had said he would return in five minutes, so he could not take even one minute longer!

Along the way, they saw quite a few human corpses—some armed soldiers, some doctors from the facility. Most had been gnawed beyond recognition by the blue-green worms, and Su Ziyu could only identify them from scraps of clothing and their weapons.

Blood mist shrouded the Dread Demon Eye. Slippery tentacles extended from its center, making it look like a flying octopus as it continuously destroyed the jelly-like creatures stuck throughout the building.

Murky green blood vessels slid rapidly across its enormous single eye, while childish giggles echoed without pause, as though it were in an extremely excited state.

Su Ziyu was very satisfied as he watched the Dread Demon Eye's condition.

Starting from the first floor, they had cleared away countless jelly-like creatures. Petroleum-black blood had dragged across the ground like an abstract oil painting, and the amount absorbed by the Dread Demon Eye was beyond measure.

It was the first time there had been so many creatures whose blood it could absorb. More importantly, those jelly-like creatures could not move. They just sat there stupidly, allowing the tentacles to fly over and feast on their blood.

Very soon, they reached the rooftop. The Dread Demon Eye had swollen like a small balloon, while Su Ziyu condensed a dark spear and pierced straight through the rooftop's iron door with a bang.

Whoosh!

The evening breeze was slightly chilly, and the air carried a peculiar stench that made him nauseous.

The rooftop was covered in viscous murky green **. Blue-green worms clung to one another, forming scenes beyond human imagination.

If an ordinary person saw this, they would definitely go mad and die on the spot.

Su Ziyu steadied the spirituality within him that had begun to grow restless, then used the All-Seeing True Eye to look toward the very edge of the rooftop. There, clumps of sticky, disgusting ** had fused together. A huge mouth slowly writhed, expanding and contracting. With a series of popping sounds, it spat out numerous jelly-like creatures that fell like raindrops. Its main body seemed to shrink by a circle, but after swelling again, it returned to normal—perhaps even a little larger than before.

This bizarre reproductive law simply violated all human common sense.

The amorphous creature before him seemed to be silently roaring as it rolled like a wave. Then, on the vertical surface of the volcano-like mouth, a human face slowly emerged.

It was the face of a man in his early forties. He looked haggard, as though he were unconsciously controlling everything around him.

Old Huang... what exactly did you see that night?

Su Ziyu murmured inwardly, recalling their conversation from that day.