The main hall.
Lynn toyed with the revolver in his hand, pondering over the demon hunter’s words from earlier.
He glanced outside the main door.
He wasn’t sure if it was just his imagination, but as night fell, the darkness outside seed thicker than usual.
He checked the ti.
There was still about half an hour left before the Soul Lamp would go out, signaling the onset of the dark world’s night.
“There shouldn’t be any visitors at this hour anyway.”
Lynn continued fiddling with the revolver, his gaze falling on the evil infant resting on the counter.
[Evil Blood Infant]
[Level]: 7
[Attribute]: Chaotic Evil
[Description]: A ghost spirit ford from accumulated resentnt and ghostly energy, further fused with a large amount of sacrificial blood energy. Once ford, it will devour the host’s soul and flesh, gradually growing stronger to beco a calamity.
No need to check on it for a while.
The evil infant had already grown to level 7.
With such a terrifying growth rate, it wouldn’t take long before it beca extrely difficult to deal with.
“Could it be that the gun really is like he said—no matter what, it can’t hit the target?”
Lynn hesitated.
He stood up.
Placed the evil infant on the stool in front of the counter.
Then closed one eye, aiming at the infant’s head.
Bang—
A bullet zipped past the infant’s ear.
[Evil Blood Infant Fear Level 10]
Evil Blood Infant: “(ΩДΩ)!”
Lynn raised an eyebrow and blew the black smoke from the barrel, saying:
“Seriously can’t miss?!”
He was a bit skeptical.
“Well, there’s still half an hour left. Might as well use it to practice shooting.”
Lynn’s expression remained calm.
Bang—
[Evil Blood Infant Fear Level 10]
Bang—
[Evil Blood Infant Fear Level 10]
Bang—
...
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With a whoosh, the Soul Lamp hanging on the door pillar suddenly went out without warning.
Without hesitation, Lynn imdiately raised his head, his expression serious, and quickly rushed to the door to retrieve the Soul Lamp.
The darkness outside grew even denser, silent without a single sound.
Lynn knew.
The night had fallen!
Creak—
He promptly closed the door, locking it with a rusty iron chain.
All the windows on both sides of the door were tightly boarded up without leaving the slightest gap.
The experiences of the past two years had already told him that as soon as the Soul Lamp went out and night fell, it was a huge test for you, because under these circumstances, anyone could break into your sanctuary without your permission.
That lump of flesh his teacher cut off this morning was from the monster that snuck in last night.
But without his teacher guarding today, this would definitely be a sleepless night for him.
[Ding! You have triggered the quest: Sleepless Night. Quest requirent: Survive until dawn. Quest reward: 500 Skeleton Coins, Level 1, Special reward x1]
Lynn’s heart skipped a beat, but his expression quickly returned to calm.
This was no good sign.
Triggering a quest ant there was a high chance of a major crisis tonight.
Because the reward this ti was a full 500 Skeleton Coins!
Usually, the higher the reward, the greater the danger!
“Let’s go.”
Lynn grabbed the already terrified evil infant, picked up the boning knife, tucked in the revolver, and quickly returned to his small attic.
Under the heavy quilt, clutching the boning knife, his expression calm, he closed his eyes and said:
“Hopefully this night will pass safely.”
...
Boom—
A loud bell toll rang out in the dark night.
Lynn imdiately opened his eyes. The bell ant it was already midnight.
At that mont, urgent knocking suddenly ca from the front door downstairs.
“Lynn! Open the door quickly! I’m your teacher! Evil spirits are chasing ! Hurry! Let in...”
Suppressed and painful voices.
“Teacher?!”
Lynn suddenly sat up on the bed.
He grabbed the boning knife and rushed swiftly to the main hall.
Then he imdiately saw the door trembling with pounding knocks and heard the violent gasps and suppressed groans outside.
That was his teacher’s voice.
“Lynn! Quick! Open the door... Teacher is no longer holding on...”
Lynn nodded.
He held the boning knife and rushed to the door.
Then he stabbed the knife through the crack in the door with a ‘puchi’ sound.
Puchi—
Crimson blood instantly sprayed out from the crack.
Lynn shouted, “Teacher, if you’re already done for, then die outside.”
“...”
“...”
A brief silence.
Then ca the dull voice from outside the door.
“You aren’t even sure if I’m your teacher, and you stabbed right away?”
Puchi—
(ヾﾉ꒪ཫ꒪)—
Lynn withdrew the knife, changed angle, and stabbed again.
“Because if I were outside, my teacher would do the sa to !”
Lynn said seriously.
Brief silence again.
And then, in the next mont, a series of piercing screams erupted outside the door. The knocking grew more intense and louder, as if sothing was pressed against the door, frantically trying to squeeze in.
Crack—
With a loud noise, a bloodied, almost rotten hand suddenly broke through the door panel and stretched inside.
[Lynn SAN -10]
Creak— creak—
The hand clawed at the door panel repeatedly, making sharp, piercing sounds.
“I’m going to eat you! I’ll tear you to pieces and chew on you bit by bit!”
A hideously vicious voice ca from outside the door.
Lynn was not the least bit flustered.
He grabbed the boning knife.
With one slash, he nailed the hand onto the door panel.
Suddenly, sharp and twisted howls rang out outside. At the sa ti, crimson blood seeped through the wooden board continuously.
For a while, the whole hall was filled with a nauseating stench of blood.
Lynn knew.
This ti he was facing so particularly troubleso evil spirits.
But Lynn was not afraid, because he clearly understood that the more dangerous the mont, the calr you must be to increase your chance of survival.
Without another word, Lynn quickly pulled a bright red hair strand from his wrist.
[Evil Spirit Hair Strand]
This was one of the rewards he received from the system during the day.
Now it was just the right ti to use it.
Sss—
The hair strand, upon touching the bloodied rotten hand, rapidly spread and wound outside the door. In just a few seconds, the sharp laughter outside abruptly stopped.
Instead, gasping sounds like choking replaced it.
It was as if sothing had its throat restrained, struggling wildly outside the door.
“Looks like it’s just a minor ghost, not very strong.”
Lynn gritted his teeth.
He grabbed the wildly growing hair strand, quickly hung it on the beam above, and then pulled hard.
Sizzle sizzle sizzle—
Sounds of flesh tearing ca continuously from outside.
Along with the tearing sounds, the struggling frequency of the hand nailed to the door panel grew more intense.
Finally, the hand slowly drooped down.
It seed lifeless.
But Lynn didn’t relax in the slightest. He pulled out the boning knife, and through the door crack, stabbed over a hundred tis with repeated ‘puchi’ sounds before finally easing up.
One of the survival tips in this world.
“No matter if the opponent is dead or not, hacking a few more tis never hurts!”
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