What was that sound?
Hearing the thumping sounds coming from deep in the corridor, everyone immediately became serious.
Normally, Yang Ming and the others are all third-tier spirit masters, and ordinary small scenes would not cause them any ripples in their hearts. But now it's different. The Qingshan Mental Hospital Ghost Domain has even seen S-level ghosts. Anyone can tell how dangerous this place is.
Let alone the third tier, even the fourth tier might perish here. Under these circumstances, every little thing deserves our utmost attention.
"It looks like someone is dribbling a basketball?"
"No, it's not a basketball. The sound is heavy, like some kind of hard object."
While everyone was still speculating about the source of the sound, Fang Xiu had already walked deeper into the corridor.
Other spirit masters need to make bold assumptions and carefully verify them when exploring the strange realm, but he is different. He doesn't need to think too much and can just recklessly charge in.
Seeing that Fang Xiu had made his move, Yang Mingqi followed closely behind him without hesitation.
They knew very well that following a spirit master who could foresee the future would basically prevent them from encountering any danger.
Ma Xingbang, who was at the back of the group, slowly caught up, his eyes darting around, seemingly lost in thought.
After Fang Xiu walked to the depths of the corridor, he finally saw the source of the sound.
In the darkness, an irregularly shaped spherical object could be vaguely seen bouncing back and forth, as if an unseen person were playing basketball.
When everyone got closer, they gasped in shock; the sphere was actually a human head.
It had no neck, just a head, and looked like a young man with effeminate features, hopping around happily.
The severed head stared intently at the crowd, its smile widening: "Hehe, hehe..."
Bang!
Before the man could finish speaking, Fang Xiu kicked him away with a powerful kick.
The immense force of the kick distorted the man's face, sending his head crashing into the ceiling of the distant corridor with a thud. It then bounced off the ground, then off the wall, and then off again until it disappeared from sight.
"Keep moving forward." Having done all this, Fang Xiu silently withdrew his right leg and walked forward on his own.
Everyone: "......"
Yang Mingbai was somewhat better off, at least he was more familiar with Fang Xiu.
Ma Xingbang was thoroughly shocked. He had been to many strange realms, but he had never seen such a brave act before.
Aren't you afraid of triggering a bizarre pattern of murders?
Do you even know what a human head is? You just kicked it away? Did you think you were playing soccer?
Based on Ma Xingbang's extensive experience, one should first keep a distance to observe in order to avoid triggering the killing pattern, wait for the head's next move, or test it with a remote attack. Unless absolutely necessary, one should never have any physical contact with the strange creature.
This is not only his experience, but also the experience that the headquarters has been promoting all along, and it is the result of countless spirit masters risking their lives to summarize.
But now Fang Xiu actually put it on his feet, which was something he really didn't expect.
Most importantly, after the head was kicked away, nothing really happened.
Could this kid really predict the future? Or is my plagiarism skill just too poor to copy?
The group continued down the gloomy corridor and soon reached its end, where a staircase led upwards. The light was dim and visibility was low.
Just as everyone was about to go upstairs, suddenly...
Knock knock knock......
Knock knock knock......
From the darkness above the stairs came the sound of countless bouncing balls, a dull sound exactly like the previous sound of a ball bouncing on a human head.
Everyone's expression changed instantly.
Could it be...?
Hehehehe...
Hehehehe...
A chilling sound of laughter emanated from the stairwell. Although no one could see what was inside, it was easy for everyone to imagine that countless people were bouncing and laughing like headballs down the stairs.
Immediately afterwards, the sound of rushing water began.
"That's... the sound of water? How can there be a sound of water?"
"Is there a leak in the water pipes?" Yang Ming guessed.
"Shut up!" Bai Qi glared at him angrily.
The sound of water grew closer and closer, and everyone finally saw clearly that it was not water at all, but scarlet blood!
The blood was thick like chocolate sauce, and the stairs were like a cake, as if someone had poured chocolate sauce on it.
Blood continued to spread down the stairs, flowing rapidly and staining each step red, making them appear crimson and eerie.
As the blood spread, the thumping sounds grew closer.
The next moment, a terrifying scene unfolded. The human head ball that Fang Xiu had kicked away earlier seemed to have been copied countless times. Hundreds of identical human head balls, like children going down stairs, swarmed towards them, bouncing and leaping.
Countless identical faces grinned and stared intently at the crowd.
Faced with this bizarre scene, the group, all highly skilled and daring, not only did not retreat, but instead charged towards the ball head-on.
Bai Qi was the fastest. He was the first to draw his dark gold short sword from his waist and strike instantly. The moment he made his move, his entire arm disappeared from everyone's sight.
The speed has reached its limit.
Whoosh!
A flash of light, and the headball of the first row of people was sliced in half.
A look of surprise flashed in Bai Qi's eyes. So weak?
He clearly hadn't expected that the seemingly bizarre human head balls would be so easily defeated. Although there were quite a few of them, it was as easy as cutting tofu; it just required a little more effort.
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