After obtaining the job as a security guard, this was the first time Han Fei ran at full speed. Something seemed to have been injected into his legs. The more despair he felt, the faster he ran. And the faster he ran, the more despair he felt in his heart.
'The side effect of being a security guard is quite severe. Looks like it was the right choice not to make it my main profession.'
Even though he was dragging an adult, Han Fei did not slow down. If anything, he overtook the woman.
He ran as fast as he could but the middle-aged man was dragged to the ground. His face came into contact with the clothes and his lips were stained with blood.
"At this rate, it's only a matter of time before we get caught. What's the weakness of the Red Specter?" Han Fei shouted at the woman. The woman did not answer. She gritted her teeth and continued to run. The woman was exhausted.
Han Fei listened closely. The Red Specter kept making some kind of sound. It grew from the clothes and its mouth was wrapped in strips of cloth. When it spoke, it would reveal its dark mouth.
"I, am, you … Save, save me." The hoarse voice came from the Red Specter's mouth. Han Fei was about to turn around when the woman behind him screamed.
"Don't listen to it! I'll bet my ears! "
"Ma, ma … it hurts, my neck hurts."
Just as the woman reminded Han Fei, a child's voice came from one of the clothes. The woman slowed down slightly when she heard it.
In that split second of distraction, her exposed ankle seemed to be grabbed by something.
Her body fell forward. The woman looked at the ground in panic. A slender arm reached out from one of the clothes. A boy with a large head crawled out from one of the clothes.
It chuckled like it had suction cups on its arm as it latched onto the woman's leg.
The blood-stained children's clothes were like red spots on the tarsus, tightly sticking to the woman's calves.
"Ma, ma, don't go …"
The woman did not know the child at all. She was decisive and picked up the fruit knife in her hand to stab the child's clothes.
Her movements were quick and precise. She did not care even if she hurt herself.
It was because of this ruthlessness that she was able to survive until now. In other words, to survive inside the wardrobe, how could she not be stained with blood?
The fruit knife could not pierce through the clothes. Even if she managed to slice off a small piece, more blood would seep out.
The child wailed and refused to let go. While it was stalling for time, a dark red shadow appeared behind the woman.
The flesh and blood melted into her clothes, slowly shattering and unfurling like the wings of the Grim Reaper, about to hug the woman from behind.
"Come and try this new dress. You'll definitely like it!"
A cold voice drifted out from a piece of clothing. The blood-clothed monster directly covered the woman and hugged her!
Blood blocked her vision. All the Red Specters inside the closet seemed to come alive. The woman's eyes were filled with despair.
She struggled with all her might, but it was to no avail. The bloody clothes slowly closed, and her vision became narrower, as if her path of survival was gradually disappearing.
"Now that I'm dead, they can already escape. I hope that person can keep his promise and help me search …"
Her spirit, which had been holding on for a long time, began to slacken. The exhaustion that had been neglected came from all over her body. The surface of the woman's skin was no longer smooth, and hideous burn scars began to appear.
She didn't notice any of that. The last thing on her mind was still her son. She couldn't let him go. Even in death, she couldn't let him go.
"Rebirth!"
A crack appeared on the closed dress. The dress that the fruit knife could not do anything to was easily sliced open.
The woman saw an arm branded with the blood tattoo reach into the dress, and then she was dragged out by a force.
When her vision returned, the woman quickly climbed up from the ground. After escaping from death, she immediately grabbed the opportunity to pull away from the clothes.
"I seem to be very good at restraining the monsters inside the closet."
When Han Fei swung the knife, he discovered something unexpected.
When the blade made of human nature came into contact with the bloody clothes, the sticky and venomous clothes actually melted, like a glacier in the early spring that was illuminated by the sun.
The monster did not expect something like this to happen. Blood red threads leaked out from its dark mouth, and the face that had melted into the clothes was filled with shock and fear.
"Rebirth uses humanity as the blade, but all the monsters inside the Butterfly Closet appear to be unable to face humanity.
"In the eyes of the Butterfly, humanity is just a toy and a tool. It would never have thought that one day, humanity would morph into a sharp blade, one that is sharper than hatred and venom!"
While the monster was still in shock, Han Fei charged forward. He did not plan to let it go. The fewer 'people' who knew the secret of the Blade of Rebirth, the better.
"Nine Lives!"
Activating the ghost tattoo and taking out the paper doll, Han Fei was ready to give it his all.
Even though the Blade of Rebirth was sharp, Han Fei was just a normal person. His body was only level 13, and it was still very fragile.
Therefore, every time he fought, he was dancing on a tightrope. He would either injure his opponent or be heavily injured by his opponent.
There were some common tools inside the closet, there were fruit knives and cleavers, but those knives could not harm the monsters at all. They were the predators inside the closet.
The monster felt threatened by Han Fei's presence. It noticed a strong cursed aura around Han Fei.
Feeling uneasy, its first reaction was to run for its life.
It was very difficult to find a bloody shirt inside the cupboard filled with clothes but Han Fei happened to have a talent in hide-and-seek and an insane memory. He memorized every detail of the monster and chased after it.
The patrol talent of the 4th floor security came in handy again. Han Fei shoved a random piece of paper into the woman's pocket and then chased after the monster without turning back.
He was like a shark that smelled blood, biting down on the other party without letting go.
"Hey! Stop chasing me! "
The woman wanted to stop Han Fei, but Han Fei soon disappeared.
Looking at the blood clothes around her, the woman squatted down next to the middle-aged man. The joy from escaping earlier disappeared. She knew very well that it would be very difficult to reunite after being separated at this place.
"Why did you act so rashly?"
The woman stopped where she was. She felt that Han Fei was a very reliable person and the half-dead uncle next to her was a burden.
"Where is he?" The middle-aged man shared the same thought as the woman. Now that Han Fei was gone, the hope that he had was extinguished.
"I don't know, let's wait here for now." The woman looked around carefully. About 10 minutes later, the clothes moved slightly. Just as she was on high alert, Han Fei walked out with a bloody shirt in his hand.
The security uniform was soaked in blood but Han Fei did not seem to be injured.
"Where's the monster?"
"Its true form is this piece of clothing," Ye Zichen said.
"You killed it?" Both the woman and the middle-aged man looked at Han Fei with disbelief. A normal security guard who was slightly handsome was able to kill the monster.
"I only assisted, I wasn't the one who did it." Han Fei took out the piece of paper from the woman's pocket. The paper was part of the doll's body. It was because of this piece that he was able to find his way back.
"Some of the clothes inside the closet still have lingering resentment on them. The resentment has taken over the clothes again. Now that I've killed its consciousness, this shirt is' clean '." Han Fei handed the shirt to the middle-aged man. "There's still the monster's presence on it, it should increase your chance of survival."
Hearing that it could increase his chance of survival, the middle-aged man hesitated before putting it on.
"Come on, the longer we stay here, the more dangerous it will be."
The secret of the Blade of Rebirth had not been exposed but Han Fei already sensed danger.
After walking for a long time, Han Fei finally arrived at the place the middle-aged man mentioned.
Before them was a pile of clothes. They were stacked on top of each other, they were stained black and smelly.
"When I woke up, I saw these clothes. Then I hid inside the pile of clothes, I've been hiding …" The middle-aged man was wearing a bloody shirt. As long as he did not speak, he looked quite scary.
Han Fei frowned as he stared at the pile of blackened clothes. Han Fei noticed that compared to the clothes around him, it was as if all their 'essence' and consciousness had been sucked away, they had become 'dead objects'.
'If the middle-aged man is the useless' trash 'that the butterfly tossed down the corridor, then this place should be very close to the corridor. After all, a normal person would choose the nearest bin to dispose of their' trash '.' Han Fei silently moved the pile of clothes away. He wanted to see if there was anything hidden inside the pile of clothes.
The three of them moved together and after half an hour, they found a half-open closet door deep inside the pile of clothes.
When they saw the closet door, all three of them were stunned.
"A pajama with a picture of a bear …"
"A shirt that Feng Ziyu once wore?"
"My child's school uniform?!"
There was a shirt hanging from the gap of the closet door. All three of them saw the shirt but the shirt looked completely different in their eyes!
"No! It should be fake! That shirt is the one that we want to see the most! " Han Fei grasped the key point. The woman suppressed the pain in her heart after a brief moment of confusion. Only the middle-aged man who had just entered the closet ran towards it.
"My child has also come in here?! These goddamn bastards! Even the child is not spared! " The middle-aged man did not think too much about it. When he was one meter away from the closet, the half-open closet door suddenly opened on its own!
There was no shirt behind the closet door, only a giant mouth!
What they saw just now wasn't clothes, but a bright red tongue.
The stench and malice rushed out from inside the closet. The red tongue curled around the middle-aged man's waist and swallowed him into the closet.
"It's a mouth inside the closet?"
The middle-aged man was dumbfounded. Han Fei pulled out the knife to slash at the tongue. But when he got close, several more bloodied tongues poked out from inside the closet. They looked like the tentacles of a giant squid.
The tongue's strength overwhelmed Han Fei. Han Fei lost his balance and both he and the middle-aged man fell towards the closet.
Torn clothes stuck between the blackened teeth. The stench was like the stench of fermenting death.
With a wave of his finger, Han Fei took out a cigarette from his inventory. While he searched for a lighter in his pocket, the middle-aged man next to him was dumbfounded. At this critical moment, Han Fei still wanted to smoke a cigarette?
His hands gripped the teeth on the closet. The middle-aged man kept crying. Before he could find the lighter, Han Fei was dragged into the darkness by the tongue.
Pain radiated from all parts of his body. Han Fei finally found the lighter. He lit it with all his might. The occasional spark lit up his surroundings.
The intestines of the mouth were filled with human faces. They looked at Han Fei expressionlessly. When Han Fei's body touched them, they would open their mouths to tear at Han Fei's flesh.
'What kind of monsters are inside the Butterfly Closet?!'
The intestines narrowed. Han Fei's body was squeezed. He could not light the fire and the wounds on his skin increased.
'Am I going to quit the game? But I'll still be inside this closet the next time I log in! '
The places bitten by the human faces started to blacken. It appeared to be some kind of soul poison.
The middle-aged man was already delirious after being bitten once. Han Fei was bitten many times but he was still conscious.
'The human faces purposely avoid the arm where the Sin is. They appear to have been killed by the Butterfly. They're still instinctively afraid of anything related to the Butterfly.'
Unable to ignite the lighter, he gritted his teeth and put away the last cigarette. He adjusted his body and stabbed the Blade of Rebirth into the 'intestines'. Then he slammed the arm that the Sin was hiding into the wound created by the Blade of Rebirth.
The arm gripped the flesh and the human faces. Han Fei forcibly stopped his falling body.
The 'intestines' started to wiggle. The human faces moved closer to Han Fei. The wounds on his skin increased. As his health dropped, bloody words started to appear under his skin.
The bloody words appeared to be a ghost story.
And the main character of the ghost story was Han Fei himself.
The words contained a special power. Destiny was being twisted in a different direction.
When the words were triggered, Han Fei's arm started to bleed. Spikes with an extremely ominous presence pierced through Han Fei's skin. It felt like something was trying to break free from its restraints and crawled out from the blood patterns.
After the Sin entered the Ziggurat, it turned into blood patterns. In a way, Han Fei was similar to the other tenants in the Ziggurat. The only difference was that they had butterfly patterns on them while Han Fei had the blood patterns of the Sin.
Before this, Big Sin had not moved at all, but when Han Fei was on the verge of death, the excited Big Sin seemed to wake up from its dream. It desperately wanted to come to Han Fei's side and follow its dying master.
The lower Han Fei's health, the more intense the blood patterns on his arms became.
When his health dropped to a certain value, Han Fei's Midnight Butcher's profession talent was activated. His physique doubled and he could no longer feel pain. His eyes reddened and a trace of bestiality was released.
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