The Faceless Clay Idol had already invaded the Dazhai Power Supply Family Compound. It was the source of every anomaly event. To restore this place to normal, they had to destroy the idol itself, just as the Deadwater Forum had said.
Gao Ming reached the Seventh Floor, where the scene before him struck him as almost unbelievable.
A resident with a disfigured face hung in the living room doorway, while four pitch-black figures surrounded Fan Li.
"Has this entire family transformed?"
As if hearing the noise, one of the dark figures slowly turned. Its hair hung down, and a face turned toward Gao Ming.
Its face was blank. Four of its five facial features had been erased, leaving only a pair of eyes on its uneven flesh.
The woman of the house had eyes, her husband had ears, and the grandfather had only a nose...
The instant Gao Ming saw them, it felt as though a giant hammer had struck his brain. Four different faces seemed to burrow into his mind, frantically gnawing at his memories.
"No wonder we can't look at their faces. That counts as breaking the strange tale rules set by the Faceless Clay Idol. They can burrow into normal people's minds and devour their memories."
As their memories disappeared, once-normal people's facial features would also blur, turning them into puppets that could neither hear nor see clearly nor smell anything, trapped inside their own shells.
Anyone else would already have fallen victim, but Gao Ming did not care in the slightest. He stirred up those brutal, terrifying memories of death. "Go ahead. Eat your fill."
The gluttonous ghostly figures had met their match this time. They screamed incessantly, as though suffering from food poisoning.
Fan Li, who had been suppressed until now, keenly seized the opportunity.