Lynn gazed at him with morbid cruelty, the chainsaw in his hand madly tearing through his skin, flesh, and muscles.
"Because in this godforsaken place, if you don't beco a monster, you can't take a single step forward!"
"Ahhh!!!"
Accompanied by that piercing scream, his massive body was gradually lifted off the ground.
The wildly dancing tentacles emitted bursts of screeching.
In the distance, Bai Yi, who was hanging from the flagpole, watched this scene with shock and a pale face, watching that monster who had just been suppressing him now being pulled into the air like a piece of at waiting to be slaughtered.
And he finally understood just how terrifying his Big Brother truly was.
Indeed!
To survive in this world, you absolutely must adapt!
You must transform into a Calamity! Arm yourself with all kinds of power! Even if that turns you into a malevolent ghost wearing human skin, as long as you can truly survive...
That itself is a kind of happiness!
Squelch—
With a loud sound of tearing flesh amidst the roar of the chainsaw, the monster was cleanly bisected on the spot by Lynn.
Crimson blood droplets splattered across Lynn's eyes.
As the monster let out a hysterical, agonizing howl, Lynn reached out and seized his neck.
Squinting, he said, "A cruel and indifferent father, a butcher wielding a slaughtering blade, a devil wearing a mask—is this the image you presented in your daughter's eyes?"
"I must say, this is quite interesting!"
Buzz—
Instantly, his pitch-black left eye sharply focused.
Call imdiately felt an icy, bone-chilling curse spreading from that eyeball throughout his entire body.
Under his trembling gaze, his head began to lt.
That intense pain and the cold sensation of dissolution made him let out one final, skyward howl as he lted.
Splash—
Countless flesh and blood transford into viscous fluid that fell to the ground, bubbling and emitting smoke.
A System prompt sounded in Lynn's ears.
[Ding! You have completed the mission: The Masked Call! You have received 1000 base experience, 500 Skeleton Coins, and a special reward: The Witch's Veil!]
[The Witch's Veil]
[Quality]: Cursed Object
[Ability]: Resists burning.
[Introduction]: A veil from a shaman who was executed by burning at the stake. Before the witch-hunting cross, the blazing flas consud that witch, and this veil, removed by her beloved just before execution, beca the very noose that personally sent her to ashes.
Splash—
Half of Call's body, nearly completely lted, dropped onto the floor.
Lynn retracted all his tentacles and bio-armor, slowly landing on the ground.
Click, click—
The head with its features completely lted slowly moved its molten lips, emitting ghost-like murmurs.
"You... why... not... kill ..."
Lynn picked up his head, gave a light laugh, adjusted his Monocle, and said:
"Ah, because you are my second dicinal Ingredient. If I kill you, how will I treat your daughter's illness?"
He casually tossed it to Zuo Zuo for temporary storage.
Then his gaze fell upon that towering spire.
He turned his head, raised a hand in a beckoning gesture toward Bai Yi, who was still hanging from the flagpole and almost dumbstruck, and smiled as he signaled:
"Fellow countryman, it might still be very dangerous next, so just hang there for a while. After I finish seeing my patient, I'll co get you down."
Bai Yi was utterly stunned.
He imdiately put his hands to his mouth and shouted, "Big Brother, be careful! You must co out alive!!"
He knew that right now, he couldn't help Big Brother at all and might even distract him.
But he believed in Big Brother's strength.
Because this was a senior who had managed to survive in this different world for so long without dying!
...
Outside the castle.
The Doll Mistress pressed down on her sunhat, gazing toward the castle's spire, and blinked as she said:
"It seems your Disciple has won. That aura just now, if I'm not mistaken, seems to be one of those cutting-edge creations from your Demonkin Association, doesn't it?"
Bloodsaw thoughtfully hefted his chainsaw and said, "Probably spoils from after he destroyed the Association. But I'm also a bit puzzled—how did he use those creations? Logically, those kinds of biological weapons require strict and precise pairing..."
The Doll Mistress glanced at him and said:
"Hey, tell the truth. In your hands, he probably hasn't been that ordinary human from two years ago for a long ti now, has he?"
Bloodsaw rubbed his chin and said, "How to put it... Once, a custor dug out his heart, so I reluctantly perford a minor surgery on him... He said he was very happy..."
"..."
...
The spire.
Lynn carried his chainsaw on his back, step by step ascending the spiral staircase upward.
The further he went, the stronger the intense gloom and bloody sll beca.
It was as if soone had once conducted a ticulously planned slaughter here, dismbering so creature piece by piece, cut by cut.
Finally.
A decayed wooden door appeared before Lynn. The chains on it bore mottled rust stains, and one could faintly make out dim, bloody handprints one after another.
"Alice."
Lynn wore a smile on his face.
"You've watched the splendid drama too, haven't you? Since you didn't co out to stop it, that ans you also very much wished for soone to do these things for you."
A cruel and tyrannical father.
A malicious mother who let her daughter endure hunger.
A brother who sadistically and morbidly tortured his own sister.
Locked in a cage in a high tower for years, enduring inhuman abuse and tornt—is this your experience from when you were alive?
Facing cold indifference, suffering cruel torture and murder, being dismbered piece by piece—the hatred in your heart with nowhere to vent. Even after becoming a malevolent ghost, even after falling into this Dark World.
Is it still an irresistible craving to yearn for a Happy Ho?
Creak—
The decayed door slowly opened.
A foul, rotten stench mixed with the sll of blood surged out from the darkness within.
And Lynn saw the scene inside.
A massive iron hook descended from above, and a small, rusty cage, only about one ter in size, hung from that iron hook.
It felt like being instantly transported back to a long ti ago.
The walls were splattered with crimson bloodstains;
the surroundings were everywhere covered in filthy, sticky mixtures of excrent and blood.
Compared to the luxurious decorations inside the castle, this place was simply hell.
And at this mont.
Standing in front of that cage was a little girl wearing a snow-white dress. Her entire pale form stood in stark contrast to the surrounding dark, foul environnt.
The little girl had her back to him, her skin covered densely with crack after crack.
Maintaining a calm smile on his face, Lynn adjusted his glasses and said:
"Miss Alice, let introduce myself again. I am the doctor you hired, Lynn."
"Pleased to be of service."
[Ding! You have triggered a special mission: Cure and Annihilate!]
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