Before everyone's eyes, the enormous mirror on the Reception Room wall flickered in and out of sight, alternating with the hanging picture, Family Harmony Brings Prosperity, as though Yue Zhengqing's last shred of reason were making its final struggle.
"What delicious malice." As the mirror appeared, "Xiao Xiaodie," seated on the sofa, had already become a Strange Creature covered in Blood Threads. Beneath the constantly pulsing threads, no trace of Xiao Xiaodie's figure remained. Even that ethereal voice, which seemed to rise from the abyss, no longer held any trace of her.
Su Bai looked at the mirror that had appeared on the wall. In these Mirror Apartments, which had no "mirrors," the world reflected inside looked very different from the world outside.
Compared with the outside world, which still occasionally returned to normal, the world inside the mirror was already steeped in a dense, bloody haze. The reflected Reception Room was difficult to make out. They could only vaguely discern several figures sitting or standing in that blood-soaked world, each corresponding to one of the Players in the Reception Room.
Yet among those figures, their faces obscured by the bloody haze, only "Xiao Xiaodie," seated before the mirror, was missing. Her place in the reflection was empty, as though the thing inside the mirror had already found some way into the outside world.
Yue Zhengqing, who was approaching Qin Yuxuan step by step, seemed not to notice the mirror appearing on the wall. Once he stopped in front of Qin Yuxuan, he reached out and rested his scorching, reddened palm on the back of the sofa. Almost the instant he touched it, a palm-sized hole burned into the sofa. Even after he withdrew his hand, it continued to hiss and smoke.
Although there was no sign of any flames,