The reason Chen Ge was able to come up with this was because of Fang Yu. As Fang Yu grew older, her memory had deteriorated.
"The monster's power should be related to his memory. With the help of the altar and the curse, he has gained some kind of enhancement." Chen Ge discovered the crux of the problem. "All the curses in the room are moving toward the red high heels. Obviously, he knows that his power has very little effect on the red high heels. But why is the red high heels immune to his power? Could it be that his power itself is a kind of curse? "
No matter what the reason was, Chen Ge knew that he could not drag this on any longer.
The man was trying his best to protect the altar, so if Chen Ge wanted to break out of this situation, he would have to turn his attention to the altar.
"Xu Yin! Get the altar off that thing! "
Hearing Chen Ge's voice, the pain in Xu Yin's eyes intensified. He forced himself to grab the edge of the altar, but when he touched the altar, something that no one expected happened.
The clay statuette inside the altar that looked like a child's hand suddenly opened its eyes.
The death character on the altar started to bleed, and a thin crack appeared on the chest of the statuette where Fang Yu's name was written.
When the statuette inside the altar opened its eyes, other than the red high heels, the other Red Specters in the room were in even more pain. They appeared to be repeating the tragedy that they had experienced when they were alive, reliving that suffocating despair.
Wounds appeared on Xu Yin's Red Specter like a knife was trying to slice him in half.
The headless woman held her neck with both of her hands like there was an invisible wound on her neck.
The worst was Foul Odor. The boy's body was expanding, and his eyes were filled with black and red blood.
The condition of the three Red Specters worsened, and this was completely out of Chen Ge's expectation.
"Only a Demon God can wipe the memory of three Red Specters at the same time. This thing's power is related to memory. It is probably with the help of the statuette inside the altar that he was able to wipe away the Red Specters' memory in such a short amount of time."
Even then, Chen Ge was very calm. "This kind of erasure is probably temporary. When he stops using his power or the mud statuette inside the altar is destroyed, the Red Specter's memory will recover."
The memory erasure was temporary, but even if it was a temporary memory loss, it would put Chen Ge in a very dangerous situation.
A Red Specter who was stimulated by hatred and despair might kill Chen Ge directly!
"The monster's power is still increasing. Xu Yin and the others are getting worse."
Now, Chen Ge had two choices in front of him. The first was to bide his time. Cracks kept appearing on the clay statuette in the altar. The monster's ability was a burden to the statuette.
Once the mud statue crumbled, the monster's ability would naturally disappear.
This choice was tantamount to leaving his life in the hands of others. Chen Ge did not like doing this, so he chose the second method, which was to find a way to get the clay figurine out of the shrine himself.
"I regret not bringing Doctor Skull Cracker's Hammer. After a few days of peace, I have become so careless. I will definitely remember this lesson."
The second method was very dangerous, but Chen Ge decided to take this risk.
Be it Xu Yin, Foul Odor, or the headless woman, they were all Chen Ge's family. Seeing the pain on his family's faces, Chen Ge felt like he had to do something.
"I have finally shown them the light of the world, and you want them to forget that?" Chen Ge did not want the Red Specters around him to experience the despair that they had when they were still alive. He used Yin Yang Vision to look at the black lines that were covered in curses. "All the curses are leaning toward the red high heels. There are no curses at the spot between Foul Odor and Xu Yin, and the monster is pinned to the ground. He shouldn't be able to attack me."
"The inner wall of the altar is carved with the word 'death', and the mud statuette is stained with some black blood. I cannot touch these things." Chen Ge looked at the small door that was opened by the altar. "I can only ram into the altar from the side and see if I can knock the altar off the monster's body or knock the mud statuette out from inside the altar."
If this continued, one of the three Red Specters might go on a rampage, and Chen Ge might be caught in the crossfire. He could only take this risk while the Red Specters' memory was still intact.
Taking one step forward, Chen Ge suddenly picked up speed and rushed to the altar. Before he could make his next move, the monster that was pinned to the ground suddenly raised its wounded face.
Looking at the featureless face, Chen Ge was dazed for a moment, but soon, Chen Ge came to and slammed into the altar.
The mud statuette with Fang Yu's name swayed inside the altar. The altar was much heavier than Chen Ge expected, so he did not manage to knock it over.
A thick stench of blood drifted over. A large fat hand slowly rose. Foul Odor, whose body had expanded several times, stared at Chen Ge.
Chen Ge's image appeared in his blood red eyes, but under the stimulation of anger and pain, the image of Chen Ge in his eyes was slowly changing until it took on the appearance of an unfamiliar middle-aged man.
"Daddy … don't hit me, don't hit me, don't hit me!"
The raised palm aimed directly at Chen Ge's head. Foul Odor's nostrils flared, and a man's dried face appeared in the middle of the palm!
The Red Specter was too fast. Chen Ge did not have time to dodge. The fat hand in his eyes was slowly growing, and suddenly, a figure blocked before him.
"Bang!"
Blood splattered everywhere. The ten fingers cut off Foul Odor's hand from the wrist like blades.
"Does it hurt?"
The thin Xu Yin lowered his arms. The wounds on his body had completely opened. His face was twisted, and there was only madness and pain left in his eyes.
He had completely lost his mind, but even so, he still stood before Chen Ge.
The blood-red heart in his chest continued to beat. Countless blood vessels bloomed in the room like nightmarish flowers from the abyss.
Suppression! This was the absolute suppression that belonged to Xu Yin!
A crisp sound came from inside the altar. Due to Xu Yin's intense resistance, an obvious crack appeared on the mud statuette, and the crack pierced through the whole statuette.
Chen Ge did not expect Xu Yin to still stand before him after losing his memory. Perhaps at some point in time, he had become the only person that Xu Yin trusted in this world.
Without wasting this opportunity, Chen Ge slammed into the altar again.
The cracked mud statuette knocked into the altar's small door, and the bloody words on the wall seemed to be affected. The headless woman, who was furthest away, was the first to recover her memory.
She remembered Chen Ge's request very clearly. She appeared next to the altar in the blink of an eye and pulled the mud statuette out from it.
The moment the altar left the mud statuette, all the bloody words in the room returned to normal, and the curse that entangled the red high heels slowly dissipated.
The mud statuette was retrieved by the headless woman. The faceless monster on the ground struggled with all his might, but his limbs were torn off by Xu Yin.
Foul Odor also returned to normal. The broken hands on the ground dissolved into blood vessels. Looking at his newly grown hands, regret flashed across his eyes.
As if to express his apology, Foul Odor grabbed the monster on the ground. He was about to finish him off when he saw another face underneath the wound on the monster's face.
The face was wrapped in the curse. The eyes were closed, and the expression was one of pain.
"Don't panic. Can you get the man wrapped in the curse out?"
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