Finally Took the Bait

The acrid smell of blood hung in the auditorium.

Severed limbs, torn flesh, exposed bone—everywhere he looked was a scene from hell.

Bull Face floated in the air, silently watching Chen Feng search back and forth.

If Bull Face was a program, his Incarnations were computers connected to the network. With them around, he could move at the speed of light, like transferring a file. But now they were gone, and all he could do was watch.

It doesn't matter. I still have a backup plan.

If my main body doesn't come out for long enough, an Incarnation will come to check on me.

And if that Incarnation gets killed too, my second one will notify the Lord and the Great Yokai.

Bull Face had one strategy now: stall!

Ideally, the enemy would think he was dead and leave.

But then Chen Feng shouted into the auditorium, "Bull Face, come out and fight me one-on-one! I know you're still alive! Tell me the rules, and don't leave anything out!"

An irritated "tsk" sounded in the air.

"So you found me after all," Bull Face said coldly.

Chen Feng brightened. "I knew you could talk!"

If Bull Face could talk, they could communicate. And if they could communicate, Chen Feng could use the rule that horrors had to explain their rules to find out how to deal with him.

Bull Face knew it too. That was why he had pretended to be mute and refused to say a word.

But now that he had been found out, he could only plead, "Hey, can we make peace?"

Chen Feng laughed. "Make peace? Now? You must be joking."

"You know horrors can't lie, right?" Bull Face promised. "If you agree to make peace, I can make you vice Cult Leader. Money, power, beautiful