Once Jiang Chen crushed the last face, the black fog shrouding the Hospital Ward dispersed completely. Pale moonlight spilled down, the darkness thinned, and the evening breeze was cool.
The suffocating oppression and gloom from before seemed to have been nothing but a nightmare.
The entire Hospital Ward began to decay visibly.
The wall coating aged and peeled away, the lights flickered a few times before going out, the iron bars rapidly rusted, and cracks appeared in walls that even Blood-Clad Ghosts could not damage.
In the blink of an eye, the brand-new hospital became a condemned building.
Jiang Chen looked thoughtful.
It seemed the reason that Dean had not used his Fierce Soul strength to completely eradicate these Death Curse Remnants...
Was probably also because the Seventh Ward itself depended on these Cast-off Husks to sustain its existence.
On the fifth floor.
Seeing the walls crack and the windows shatter one after another, the ordinary patients all looked terrified, thinking those eerie faces had breached the Hospital Ward's defenses.
But when the stunned Critical Patients saw this change, they seemed to realize something, and uncontrollable delight spread across their faces.
No. 01 was the first to step outside the Hospital Ward, hovering in midair. Intense Yin Qi erupted from crimson clothes, and wild laughter echoed through the night sky.
"Hahaha! I'm out! I actually got to leave this damned place in my lifetime!"
No. 02, No. 03, No. 04, and Doctor Wang reacted the same way.
They all rushed out through the windows.
Amid their ecstatic cries, terrifying curse power spread, and streams of icy energy pierced the night.
The ordinary patients watched all this from a distance.
Horror swept across their faces.
The mere eruption of these Blood-Clad Ghosts' auras gave them a terrifying sense of impending death.