The bleeding human faces were like deflated balloons. They were wrinkled and stuck to the ground. If not for Zhu Long and Zhang Ju, these things would have crawled onto Chen Ge's body already.
"Looks like this brother does not wish to have a proper conversation with us."
Blood was spreading inside the art room. Chen Ge stood behind Zhu Long and Zhang Ju and used his Yin Yang Vision to study the Red Specter before him.
Blood splattered, and the Red Specter fluttered. Various torture devices hung from his skin. With every step he took, pieces of human faces would fall from his shirt.
There were different levels of Red Specters. Unfortunately, the Red Specter that Chen Ge's group had encountered belonged to the extremely dangerous category.
However, this was what confused Chen Ge the most. Zhang Ju and Zhu Long did not show any fear when facing a Red Specter like this. They were different from Xu Yin, who had lost his mind and fought for his life.
Zhu Long and Zhang Ju were very rational. Their expressions were calm like there was a voice in their mind telling them that there was no need to be afraid.
When the Red Specter saw Zhu Long and Zhang Ju, he did not make his move immediately. He slowly raised his head, and his whole face was covered by his wet hair.
Chen Ge could see a face covered with black veins through the gaps of the hair. It was pale and sickly, and it appeared to be smiling.
Tick tock.
A middle-aged man's face slid down the Red Specter's sleeve and fell between him and Chen Ge.
"Save me, this demon who likes to flay people, save …"
"Pa!"
Before the middle-aged man could finish, a blood-stained shoe landed heavily on his face.
His words were forcefully cut off, and his whole face was torn into pieces.
The room was very quiet, and because of the silence, the sound of blood dripping was especially clear.
The blood color on the anti-smash-proof shoe deepened. The original color was covered, as if the shoe itself was blood red.
"Let's move away. His target is not us." The weak Zhou Tu raised his head to look at the Red Specter. His eyes did not waver. "He stayed here to wait for this day. He wanted to be the first to see the scenario inside the art room because he is both the manager and a participant."
"Participant?"
"He is the author of the sixth painting, the monster that connects the two inverted worlds!"
When Zhou Tu said that, he kept his eyes on the Red Specter. His memory had awakened. Even though he was weak, there was a unique presence about him.
The Red Specter at the door did not get angry from being called a monster. In fact, he seemed to like the title.
The sound of footsteps echoed in the art room. The Red Specter brushed past Chen Ge, leaving behind a pool of blood as she walked to the center of the art room.
Finally, he stopped beside the sixth painting and looked at the oil painting that had changed beyond recognition.
Chen Ge vaguely remembered the content of the sixth painting. A person was carrying a big mirror in the dance studio, but he slipped and fell, and the mirror broke.
The ground was littered with broken mirror fragments, and each fragment reflected a blood-red human face.
"Don't worry about him. Let's go." Zhou Tu was supported by Wang Yicheng as they walked out the door.
Chen Ge didn't want to fight this monster for the time being, so he followed the other members and escaped downstairs.
"Are we still going to jump out the window?"
Wang Yicheng pulled open the door to the classroom next door. The mannequins that were covered by the white cloth started to move, and droplets of blood silently appeared under the white cloth.
"Most of the painting materials and props inside the lab were made by that madman." Zhou Tu's face was still pale, and it did not improve after leaving the art room. "Including the red paint and the smelly canvas."
Without Zhou Tu's explanation, everyone understood how the painting materials were made.
"Have so many people died at this abandoned school?" Chen Ge was confused. "I saw several storerooms on the fourth floor, and they were all filled with 'painting materials'."
"I do know many things, but that doesn't mean I know everything." Zhou Tu's attitude toward Chen Ge was very strange. Compared to before, it was neither good nor bad, but there was a trace of wariness in his tone.
Suddenly, a loud noise came from the art room behind them. The group turned to look, and the red monster's spine was fully open. His back was swollen, and the ribs stretched out to the sides. A cruel tool dangled from each of the ribs.
He stood with his back to the door, and he seemed to be using the tools he had on him to modify the painting.
"Stay away from him." Zhou Tu had Wang Yicheng open the window and lead him down.
The glass window was pushed open, and Zhou Tu and Wang Yicheng left first. Chen Ge followed closely behind them, but when he stood next to the window, he was suddenly stunned.
There was a person standing in the shadow at the southeastern corner of the lab building. He was wearing black leather shoes, and his face was pale. His eyes were dark, and he was holding a girl's nightdress and a dog collar in his arms.
"Mr. Bai?"
With his Yin Yang Vision, Chen Ge saw Mr. Bai at first glance, and he also saw the blood stain on the girl's nightdress. "Something happened to his daughter?"
Mr. Bai, who was hiding in the shadow, also noticed Chen Ge. He seemed to have been waiting there for a long time, but he probably did not expect there to be someone else around Chen Ge, so he did not make a move.
"This is the real Mr. Bai. I've taken his ID and assumed his identity. It won't be good if my students find out about this." Chen Ge believed that Zhang Ju and the rest would be able to guess that he was not a teacher, but no one had pointed that out. At least on the surface, everyone was trying their best to maintain the stability of the club.
"I need to find a reason to kill him. There should be many people around me who are good at this." There was still a ghost hiding in Chen Ge's shadow. The ghost was the one with the least dignity, but now, he had become a chess piece in Chen Ge's hands.
With the decision made, the way that Chen Ge looked at Mr. Bai softened. He moved faster, and in less than a minute, he reached the bottom of the building.
"Where is he?" When his feet landed, Chen Ge turned to look at the corner of the lab building, but Mr. Bai had disappeared.
"What are you doing?" Zhou Tu's voice dwindled like he could disappear at any moment. "I don't have much time left. There are some things that I need to tell you. This is related to whether I can find myself or not, and it is related to each of your lives."
"Tell us, we're all listening." Zhang Ju and Zhu Long stood beside Chen Ge, and the few of them huddled together.
"The thirteen paintings in the art room represent thirteen people. Each of them is similar to the Red Specter that we encountered earlier. They are very scary." Zhou Tu sighed. After Wang Yicheng helped him back into the bush and away from the lab building, he continued. "The order has nothing to do with power. It's completely random, but there is one exception."
"Exception?"
"No. 1 is the exception. I have no memory of No. 1. I only know that he likes to draw, and he is an artist."
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