As she spoke, she patted August on the shoulder. "Both you and Song Tang need to calm down."
After patting August's shoulder, Si Huanian turned her head towards 007 and the others. The light was too dim for her to see their faces clearly, so she could only make out their rough outlines.
"You five, don't overthink things. We an no harm..."
Wait a minute?
Si Huanian suddenly stopped speaking.
Five?
Looking at the five dark figures before her, a huge wave of panic surged within her.
There was... an extra person in the room.
Chu Changge was the first to react. He grabbed 007, who was closest to him, and rushed out.
The Fortune-teller also reacted quickly. She slled a foul stench from behind her, as if sothing was approaching. The instant she caught a whiff of the stench, she imdiately grabbed Xiao Qiao, who was in front of her, and ran in the direction Chu Changge and 007 had fled.
The remaining two, August and Song Tang, also reacted.
They scrambled out of the room.
As Song Tang stepped out of the room, he dared to glance back and saw a humanoid monster covered in pustules, its facial muscles torn and distorted.
Seeing the horrific monster in the room, he didn't dare linger and bolted outside.
It was also dark outside. The moon and stars were obscured by dark clouds. They sprinted down an uneven path. The town was eerily silent, like a monster that made no sound.
The two of them ran for several minutes, only stopping when they could no longer see the silhouette of the house.
Leaning against a tree, they panted heavily. They had reached the town, surrounded by long-abandoned buildings. It was a dilapidated, abandoned town.
Song Tang stared blankly in the direction they had run from, his mouth agape. "Si Huanian... Didn't Si Huanian follow us?"
August also looked back at the winding, pitch-black path. "She probably got separated from us. Weren't the others separated from us too?"
"Never mind her for now," August said, straightening up. "Let's find a place to hide. We're too exposed here."
He looked around. Dilapidated buildings were clustered densely around them. Most of their windows were shattered, and the interiors were pitch-black, as if terrifying Evil Ghosts lurked within.
They didn't dare enter these houses again.
"This instance is too strange. It threw us into a deathtrap right from the start. That other team of players is also very odd. I suspect this instance might have sothing to do with them," August said, scanning their surroundings. "Let's find a storefront with a wider entrance first. That way, it'll be easier to escape if we have to. What do you think?"
As he spoke, he looked at Song Tang, as if seeking his opinion.
But Song Tang didn't respond, rely staring wide-eyed at the top of August's head.
August instinctively looked up. A drop of liquid fell from the tree, landing right in his eye.
His vision instantly turned crimson. Through a gap in the leaves above his head, he saw a pair of crimson eyes staring fixedly at them.
Run! August tried to run.
But for so reason, his feet wouldn't move an inch.
He looked down and saw a withered, ghostly hand shoot out from the ground, gripping his ankle tightly.
How can this be...
August stared at his ankle in shock.
How can there be so many ghosts...
Just how many are there...
At that mont, a ghostly claw was snaking up his ankle, and he saw half a decaying head erge from the earth.
Song Tang had long since fled.
He was all alone now.
Looking at the monster erging from the ground, August shivered violently. "I... I can only use that..."
Song Tang, who had escaped earlier, ran to a small hut and cowered, trembling all over.
"How can there be so many ghosts in this instance! Why... why..."
Trembling, he looked in August's direction.
However, a dilapidated old building blocked his view.
Thinking about the scene from monts ago, he swallowed hard. "August... he's definitely a goner. I wonder where Si Huanian is. I hope I can find her and et up with her..."
What he didn't know was that Si Huanian hadn't run out of the small house with them.
She was still inside.
In the pitch-black room, Si Huanian was the only living person still standing. Everyone else had fled, but she remained motionless.
She stared blankly at the figure in the darkness, her mouth agape in astonishnt.
"You're..." She took two incredulous steps forward.
The pustule-covered monster opened its maw at her.
Then, a woman's screams and horrific chewing sounds echoed through the night.
Chu Changge's group of four hadn't run far when they stopped in front of a row of abandoned shops.
007 was still vigilantly scanning their surroundings. "Be careful. Ghosts could appear at any mont."
The Fortune-teller was bent over, hands on her knees, resting. "There are far too many ghosts here! We won't survive much longer!"
Moreover, this place was a deathtrap.
They had no way out at all.
Despair filled the Fortune-teller's heart.
What could they do?
Were they going to be trapped here forever?
Waiting for so unknown ghost to kill them?
She might as well just end it all now.
Just then, Chu Changge suddenly spoke up. "I think I have a way for us to leave this place."
Hearing this, a glimr of hope appeared in the Fortune-teller's eyes.
Chu Changge continued, "Mr. Green said there's a train that connects seven worlds. If we find that train, we can escape this place."
He knew Gu Mian had once entered that train instance and caused it to cease operations. He wondered if the train had been repaired by now.
"But a world is vast. We'll probably be killed by ghosts before we even find the train. Besides, we don't know this place at all," 007 said with a frown.
No, there was soone who knew this place very well!
As she thought this, she looked towards Xiao Qiao.
But the sight made her scalp tingle.
She saw a gaunt, pale, stark-naked figure standing behind Xiao Qiao. It contorted its body bizarrely, like a crazed dancer. 007 saw its malford arm wrap around Xiao Qiao's neck.
"Xiao Qiao!" 007 cried out urgently.
The Fortune-teller also wanted to do sothing, but it was too late.
The gaunt figure had already pressed itself against Xiao Qiao's back. Its malford arm tightened slightly.
CRACK!
The Fortune-teller's face paled, and she retreated a few steps, barely daring to watch what would happen next.
However, the expected scene didn't unfold.
The sound had co from the pale arm. Its two white, slender limbs now hung lifelessly, as if dislocated at the joints.
A piercing ghostly shriek suddenly echoed through the area.
"What just happened?!" 007 exclaid in utter astonishnt, watching the ghost's frantically retreating figure.
For a mont, she even thought Gu Mian had arrived.
The Fortune-teller also watched the direction the ghost had fled, her face full of confusion.
Chu Changge pushed up his glasses, looked at Xiao Qiao who stood there unhard, and said, "Wildlife Protection Law."
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