"My heart!"
The doctor's chest and abdomen were sliced open by the Blade of Rebirth. Countless black blood vessels pooled around the wounds but no matter how hard he tried, the wounds would not heal.
He clutched his empty chest and his face was contorted with rage.
The items inside the room littered the floor. The racks were toppled over. The doctor crawled over the debris, he was the closest to the heart.
'I have to stop him.' Han Fei also stared at the heart that was rolling on the ground, but he was too weak. As soon as his body was touched by a malicious ghost, he would instantly lose a lot of health.
Before a large Lingering Spirit, Han Fei's best option was not to fight for the heart but to hinder it. He needed to use this opportunity to weaken the doctor's power.
With the help of the Animal mask, Han Fei moved like a soundless ghost, following behind the doctor with the blade.
Those pig-faced monsters who were accidentally knocked down by the doctor, Han Fei would also help them end their painful lives.
Han Fei and the doctor were not the only ones who wanted to fight for the heart, many outsiders were tempted as well. They realized that once they got close to the heart, the curse from Cattle Alley would be suppressed.
To be fair, something that could make the doctor go crazy had to be very important.
More and more people joined the fight. The doctor went on a killing spree but even so, it was not enough to stop everyone.
The monsters at the House of the Butcher had lost their minds. Outside was the flesh spider's main body and inside the building was Xu Qin who had lost control. Staying here meant death and even if they escaped, they would have to endure the torment of the curse.
Under such circumstances, taking away the kind heart was not a bad choice.
The chaos in human nature was on full display here. Once there was an antidote for an incurable curse, the fragile alliance would crumble instantly.
Without the outsiders to stop it, the spider's main body finally entered the building. The bloody author stared at the heart that fell from the doctor's chest. His body started to move again.
The flesh and blood surged towards the center like a flood.
"You are haunting me! Why can't I kill you! " The doctor's anger was ignited. While he was distracted by the spider's body, Han Fei used this opportunity to close in and slashed at one of the doctor's legs.
Blood splattered everywhere. When the severed leg fell to the ground, the Remnant Soul's laughter could be heard from the twisted flesh. They had finally obtained freedom.
While he was distracted, one of his legs was cut off. The doctor was furious. He had never seen such a disgusting and sinister enemy.
He wanted to tear Han Fei into pieces but he did not have the time. If he hesitated, Spider might find his heart again.
Enduring the excruciating pain, the doctor couldn't care less about anything else. He directly rushed toward the heart that was wrapped in flesh and blood.
Seeing that the doctor ignored him, Han Fei felt emboldened. However, just as he chased after the doctor and was about to pull out the scalpel for the second time, the landlord's ring on his finger suddenly radiated a chill. It almost froze his finger off.
He stopped moving, and his body trembled instinctively. Gripping the Rebirth Blade, he looked in a certain direction, and his pupils instantly narrowed.
Standing at one of the corners of the ruins was a woman with a pale face. She reminded Han Fei of the ghost that was closing in on him in real life!
"Butterfly?"
Due to this speculation, Han Fei's heart could no longer calm down. He gripped the hilt of the blade and looked at the woman just like he did in real life.
The House of the Butcher was in chaos but the woman only stared at Han Fei. Her face was expressionless and she was holding a book that had its cover torn off.
Behind her, on the floor of the room, there were two other figures.
One of them was covered in muscles. The man's mask was shattered and his face was flattened. His body appeared to have been run over by a powerful force.
The other should be a student. He wore headphones and his neck was covered in bruises. His eyes were bulging and a large part of his chest had caved in.
'Spider's second persona, the thug? And the student persona that represents Spider's inner yearning for the outside world? '
Under Han Fei's gaze, the expressionless woman took out a mask and put it on her face.
She did not bother to hide the number on the back of the mask. When the mask stuck to her face, Han Fei could see the other half of the butterfly's wing.
'Number 9? Spider's reader persona? '
Of all the personas, the ninth persona was the most unique. Even Spider's psychiatrist could not figure out whether this persona was the first or the last one to appear.
She had been entangled with Spider from birth to death but her presence was extremely weak. She was like a bystander who was purposely ignored.
In real life, there were very few scenes that involved the reader persona, most of them were just letters.
'Spider is the writer, he used his life to write a book; Butterfly is the reader, he is the only person in the world who has read this book.'
Spider and Butterfly were mortal enemies but the writer and reader were soul mates. It was because of their mutual understanding that they knew each other very well that they had to kill each other!
When the ninth persona appeared, Han Fei felt like he had returned to reality. The approaching ghost carried an indescribable sense of terror and pressure.
Spider's ninth persona should be the one closest to the Butterfly. The psychiatrist made all the decisions on the surface while the reader watched from the shadows. Perhaps the psychiatrist did not know the other wing of the Butterfly was the reader.
Just as the plan went awry and accidents kept happening, the ninth persona finally walked out from the shadows.
Holding the Blade of Reincarnation before him, Han Fei had never been so focused before. He was still unable to exit the game. If he fell into the hands of the ninth persona, she might take him back and imprison him forever.
The ninth persona's eyes wandered between Han Fei and the heart. Finally, she made her decision.
She reached out to tear out a page from the book. With the blood on her fingertip, the ninth persona sketched out Han Fei's face on the strange book.
After she finished, small wounds appeared all over Han Fei's body. As time went by, the wounds started to expand like they were trying to tear through his skin.
'A curse?' Before Han Fei recovered from the pain, the landlord's ring on his finger radiated a bone-chilling chill. He lifted his head to look. The ninth persona did not go after the spider's heart but charged at him!
'The Butterfly has chosen me over the Spider?!'
He could not understand why the ninth persona would give up on the Spider's heart and choose to kill him at such a dangerous moment.
'Am I a bigger threat than the Spider in the Butterfly's heart?'
When he was cursed, Han Fei already had a bad feeling. His speed and strength were not as good as the ninth persona, it would not be difficult for the ninth persona to kill him.
'Drake!'
Han Fei retreated with the blade in hand. He knew that Drake might not be able to stop his opponent so he prepared for the worst. Before the curse fully erupted, he ran towards Xu Qin.
If he had to choose a way to die, he would rather die by Xu Qin's hand. That way, if he became a ghost, at least he would not be a wandering ghost.
Han Fei ran as fast as he could. As he retreated, he did not forget to observe the situation inside the building. Both the doctor and the non-locals were chasing after the heart but the heart appeared to have eyes of its own, it was very agile.
As it dodged, it got closer and closer to the flesh spider. At that moment, Xu Qin, who had just finished slaughtering the pig-faced monster, appeared to block the heart's path.
The curse and the blood stirred up a wave. The heart wrapped in flesh and blood immediately changed direction. It seemed like it wanted to change its angle to meet up with the flesh spider.
However, just as it changed its direction, Han Fei, who was running for his life, ran into it. The two collided!
Han Fei's chest sank, he did not expect to run into the heart of a half-human.
After the initial shock, Han Fei broke out in cold sweat. The landlord's ring on his finger radiated coldness like it was going to crack.
He looked around with the heart in his arms. All the ghosts in the House of the Butcher were staring at him.
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