"Stay safe..." Xuan Wen wanted to say more to Gao Ming, but in the end, she kept quiet. She helped the Blind Man up and followed Gao Ming into the Front Building.
The First Team Leader had not exterminated the Ghost Story Players. Had he not been trapped himself, he might have used this to change the Investigation Bureau's image in the players' eyes. Unfortunately, there were no what-ifs for many things in life.
Putting the Psychological Insight Mask Xuan Wen had made for him back on, Gao Ming summoned the Flesh-and-Blood Ghost God inside Lishan Hospital's Front Building. The god roared without restraint.
The Security personnel stationed outside rushed over, but they were no match for the Flesh-and-Blood Ghost God.
Before the trapped Ghost Story Players, the Flesh-and-Blood Immortal with four faces and eight arms slaughtered any ghost or human who stood in his way. His very existence seemed to be the most terrifying strange tale of all.
"When disaster comes, no one wants to sit and wait for death. We're only using our own methods to protect what we want to protect." Standing on the Flesh-and-Blood Ghost God's shoulder, Gao Ming swept his gaze over their faces. These Ghost Story Players were still very weak, but given enough time to grow, some of them would undoubtedly see the world beyond Dreamwake.
"Anomaly events broke out in Xinhu half a year ago. The Investigation Bureau knew the truth before any of us, but for various reasons, they chose to deceive us—until they could no longer hide it."
The Flesh-and-Blood Grudge House ate into the ground, and countless torture implements clashed within his heart. Gao Ming's voice carried an overwhelming pressure and a powerful appeal.
"I never wanted to overthrow anything. We were simply driven to the end of a