Zhou Xiao covered his mouth: "Why does it smell so bad?"
Shi Jinzhe: "Because of today's fire, no one in the building has had time to fall asleep yet. You'll probably see a chaotic mess of demons soon."
"...I don't want to see that stuff."
"You have no choice." Shi Jinzhe stepped aside, giving way to lead the way.
Shekh stepped forward, crossed the door frame, and reached up to grab the top of his head.
The blackish-gold liquid stretched and deformed upwards from between her fingers, solidifying into a spear.
Shekh twisted his wrist, inserting the spear into the body of the monster lying on the ceiling, and pried the putrid creature off. The spear then dissolved, corroding the monster's body from the inside out.
After the time was up, she took half a step, allowing the crystal to absorb the pool of black-gold liquid that had corroded the ghost.
He reminded Linlang and Zhou Xiao: "Take everything you see with a normal attitude."
He had a feeling that his time to see something truly amazing was coming.
The two said in unison, "I understand."
The four of them stepped into the corridor one by one, and before they could even stand firmly, the doors to the other rooms opened one after another.
A creature over two meters tall, with only a large mouth and ears, appeared from 102. It had no face or hands, and relied on its two short legs to wriggle and attack the four people.
Blood splattered all over the wall from his bleeding earlobe. Zhou Xiao bent down to dodge it, exclaiming, "What the hell is this?!"
[What the hell is this?!]
The sound, several times louder than usual, pierced my ears, making my eardrums burn, and I felt a sense of mental breakdown.
Linlang: "The first to fourth floors are company dormitories. These are definitely the people who love to eavesdrop on other people's conversations and gossip behind their backs."
[one……]
Big Ears had only managed to utter one word when his body suddenly went limp, collapsing into a pool of liquid and merging into the black-gold liquid.
The newly formed spear was thrown by Shekh onto the wall at the end of the corridor. Immediately afterwards, the white walls on all sides were filled with black and gold liquid, centered on the spear.
The other ghosts that ran out of the room were immediately swallowed by darkness, without any room for negotiation. In the blink of an eye, the entire corridor became a dead zone dripping with viscous liquid.
Shekh controlled the severity of the calamity, ensuring that the building walls would not be damaged while allowing the dripping liquid to corrode the ghosts.
After clearing the ghosts from the first floor, she held up the button. A small portion of the blood-red thread was missing; Zheng Jingjing was not invincible.
"Go up to the second floor."
Shekh cleared a path in the same way, devoured the attacking monsters, and successfully reached the second floor.
As she passed by the stairwell, she caught a glimpse of a man with a dismembered body standing at the entrance to apartment 202.
Half of his body was cold and hard like a machine, with rotating gears driving all his actions in a regular manner. Just by seeing the previous step, one could guess what he would do next, as if he were following a set program.
His other half was shrouded in shadow, limp and limp like translucent jelly, obscuring his entire appearance, but revealing the cunning schemes within.
The man didn't come to attack; Shekh glanced at him and walked past, turning towards the third floor.
Just as I stepped onto the steps, a human head rolled down from above.
The head, its eyes wide open in death, rolled to Shekh's feet and stared straight at her.
Sher recognized the face; it was the buzz cut that Huang Zhuoqiu had replaced.
Looking up, a teenager carrying a giant scythe was blocking the entrance to the stairs.
She turned her head and called to Zhou Xiao, "Your friend, you handle this." Then she continued walking uphill.
If the first and second floors are dominated by black and gold, then the third floor is a scarlet hell.
Corpses lay scattered on the ground, ranging from human to ghost, all kinds of body parts mixed together, with the crew-cut corpse being the best preserved one.
Catching sight of an eyeball in the pile of corpses, Zhou Xiao used a prop to burn off the crew-cut man's head, then lit a match and threw it into the pile of corpses behind the boy.
Thick blood filled the entire corridor. Shehe couldn't find a place to step, and with disgust, she reached behind her, gesturing for Shi Jinzhe to carry her over.
Shi Jin scooped up his arm and lifted the person up in his arms.
As he passed Ye Zhan, he moved his fingers and pressed them firmly against Shekh's body.
"Where are you going, brother and sister? Can you take me with you? I'm going to kill all these ghosts."
Ye Zhan asked politely, but his sickle had already been thrown.
The massive blade pierced the ground in front of him, cracking the ground and sending several pebbles flying out from the gap.
The crack continued to widen, and with a loud bang, the stairs in front of the four people broke off.
Shi Jin's wispy hair at the corner of her forehead was whipped back and forth by the wind from the blade.
Sher looked closely and saw a few strands of white hair drifting down.
She patted his shoulder with the hand that was wrapped around the back of his neck, "Put me down."
Ye Zhan was still standing on the third floor: "What does my sister want to do?"
Shekh walked silently to the huge scythe.
The curved blade gleamed coldly, its menacing shape terrifying, and its tip was deeply embedded in the ground.
She walked around the sickle and stared directly at Ye Zhan through the broad blade, which was wide enough to obscure an adult.
He tilted his head back with a smile, the blood splattered from the killing making his eyes appear even more distinct.
"Does my sickle, sister?"
You'll find out soon enough.
Shekh picked up the scythe, adjusted the angle of the blade, and pointed the sharpest point at himself.
"What is she going to do?" Linlang asked quietly.
Shi Jinzhe flicked his hair: "Let the children see the dangers of nature."
As Shi Jinzhe finished speaking, Shehe stretched out two fingers to grip the sturdy blade, and gave Ye Zhan, who was making fun of her and Shi Jinzhe, a faint smile.
He then crossed his two fingers and broke the sickle effortlessly.
Clang—
The broken blade was tossed by Shekh at the feet of Ye Zhan, whose smile had vanished.
Linlang explained in a low voice, "His skills are quite unique; the more people he kills, the stronger he becomes."
Ye Zhan's face was droopy, his eyelids were half-closed, and his gaze shifted from the broken sword on the ground to Lin Lang.
“I recognize you. You are one of Fu Guan’s newly recruited players.”
He kicked the broken scythe away and retreated into the sea of fire behind him, saying, "After you leave the game, you'd better pray that he can get someone to protect you 24 hours a day."
"As for these two older brothers and sisters," Ye Zhan's eyes darkened, "Although we are not in the same world, we will definitely meet again."
With his scythe destroyed and no weapon to retrieve, his enjoyment of the game will be halved.
This round of the game is tough, and I can't kill anyone happily right now, so I might as well leave.
Ye Zhan slowly retreated into the sea of fire, letting the flames spread all over his body: "Until we meet again."
"Are you just going to let him go like that?"
Zhou Xiao was puzzled; Shi Jinzhe and Shehe were not the kind of people who would take things so lightly.
"He used the item [Longevity Lock] to lock his health long ago."
Shi Jinzhe had already checked when he passed by Ye Zhan earlier. The golden thread couldn't absorb life force, so he wouldn't be harmed. Otherwise, Shehe wouldn't just be a broken knife.
This kid's health is locked at 99%. Watching him guard the third floor and kill people, he doesn't seem to be in a hurry at all. He has no intention of clearing this round of the game at all.
Ye Zhan came here to enjoy killing, but now that he can't kill anyone, he naturally gives up on this round of the game.
Shi Jinzhe used golden vines to repair the broken staircase: "We can't kill him in this round of the game, so there's no need to waste our energy. We still have to deal with Zheng Jingjing. Let's go."
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