Chapter 347
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The footsteps behind him became heavier but Han Fei could feel his body lightening. It was as if something inside his body had been taken away.
His hearing and touch told Han Fei that there was something following him but his eyes could not see it.
Han Fei did not dare to turn back now. He picked up his speed and tried to think back to what he saw when he turned around for the first time.
Han Fei's memory was better than a normal person's. He remembered every detail in the stairwell. There was really no one behind him.
'How am I supposed to complete this without any clues? Do I have to log off now? '
The mission time limit was 10 minutes. After he logged out, Han Fei had no idea what he would face when he logged back in.
He might fail the mission and the Soul Chaser would leave; he might still be in mission mode after he logged back in and be hunted down; or he might die on the spot and he might not even know who the killer was.
Han Fei did not dare to take that risk. At least before he used up all his chances to turn back, he did not plan to log off.
Han Fei kept his eyes on the exit button. His brain worked fast but as he tried to come up with a solution, a rather chilling voice came from behind him. "Han Fei?"
When people heard their own name, they would turn around subconsciously. Han Fei had experienced this before. At that moment, he felt goosebumps rise on his neck. A chill crawled into his shirt through his collar.
"Remember my voice and think of my name. The ritual is about to begin."
"Han Fei …"
"We came from the same place and saw the same thing. You will do the same thing as me …"
The chilling voice circled around Han Fei's ears. It was as if it could kill Han Fei on the spot but it was purposely closing the distance to reveal information to Han Fei.
'The same place? Will I do the same thing as you? ' These words echoed in Han Fei's mind. Perhaps the Soul Chaser's real identity was hidden in these words.
"I saw you in my future nightmare. You are the key to the Day of Resurrection, help me! As long as you help me! I can tell you a lot more! We're running out of time! "
The voice stabbed into Han Fei's heart like a needle.
'The Day of Resurrection? Fu Sheng? ' A strange thought popped up in his mind, as if everything was a predetermined outcome.
"Soul Night, Day of Resurrection. You died in the future of the nightmare. You gained a new life in the future of the nightmare, but the new you is no longer you." The voice mixed with the chilly wind blew directly into Han Fei's ears.
"In the eyes of those who have seen the future, your fate is the thread in their hands. All resistance is a meaningless struggle. Your future will be like my past."
There was a trace of sadness in the cold voice, and its footsteps became heavier and heavier, as if it was carrying more and more things on its back.
"We all know its biggest secret, so it will definitely not let you go. You will become a madman at first, and then you will slowly lose your mind. It will use your knife to kill everyone, the whole residential area, and finally, it will kill yourself."
Hearing this, Han Fei felt that the man's tone sounded like someone else's.
The last person to be massacred was a tester from Perfect Life. The tester had died not too long ago. The time of his death was very coincidental, it was when Han Fei was slowly adapting to the cryptic world. Everything appeared to be planned.
"I am the first to appear in this sacrificial ritual, you are the last to end it. My ending will continue on your body, starting another 14 years of reincarnation."
"It did not expect you to arrive here before the ritual started. I, the first sacrifice, ran into you, the last sacrifice. This might be our only chance. Help me free myself and I will tell you the future."
The voice behind him revealed many things, there was no murderous intent in its words.
After a long hesitation, Han Fei asked as he ran, "Who are you?"
"I am one of the soul chasers, you are the most important sacrifice here, run! Do not become a living sacrifice, go find Feng Ziyu, he is at 4041, he will … "
Before the chilling words could finish, they were replaced by the sound of a pair of giant wings flapping rapidly. Blood red powder sprayed out like dust from a nightmare, covering the corridor. At that moment, Han Fei could feel the murderous intent clearly!
The arm that the Great Sin was hiding in had lost all feeling. The blood lines were bright and the soul poison spread all over the arm. It felt like something was trying to break through the skin. It controlled Han Fei's arm to cover his neck!
A powerful force slammed into Han Fei's arm. Pain shot up his arm. When Han Fei reacted, the arm that the Great Sin was hiding in had already fallen to the ground. There was a ghastly butterfly wound on his arm, it was so deep that the bone was exposed.
The arm had lost all feeling. Han Fei's body toppled forward. Han Fei rolled down the stairs. His consciousness landed on the exit button and he turned to look at the stairs behind him.
A dead body was being dragged into the stairwell by some kind of force.
If that was all, Han Fei would not have been that surprised. He realized the body was the same size as him. When he saw the body's face, a strange feeling rose in his heart.
The body's face was the same as his, the eyes were round like he was.
'That's my body?'
Han Fei turned back for the second time. He still did not see the Soul Chaser but he did realize his body had become lighter!
'The Soul Chaser … Could it be that the body that was dragged away by him was my soul?!'
Humans had three souls and seven spirits, the 5 chances to turn back seemed to correspond to this.
Han Fei had a general idea of the Soul Chaser's identity. The man could name Feng Ziyu so clearly, so he was most likely the tester who massacred the Ziggurat many years ago. At the time, he had entered the cryptic world's Ziggurat.
But if the tester had been trapped at the Ziggurat since then, then who was the soul residing in the tester's body that had been locked up in the mental hospital?
The Day of Resurrection, the Night of Resurrection, tomorrow night was the return of the butterfly? Or the resurrection of Fu Sheng?
Falling to the ground, Han Fei held his wound. Before he climbed up from the ground, the rustling came from behind him.
Not daring to stop, Han Fei endured the pain and ran down the stairs.
The wound on his arm not only showed no signs of healing, it continued to tear open. Fresh blood dripped on the floating paper money. Han Fei's mad dash kicked off the Night of Resurrection.
There was a strange atmosphere both inside and outside the building. Doors kept opening inside Apartment 4. More than one Soul Chaser was preparing a live sacrifice.
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