Chapter 358
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The bell sounded more urgent than before. The bell appeared to represent something, it appeared to be able to temporarily affect the headless door god.
As the bell grew louder, Han Fei felt like the whole Ziggurat had changed.
The bloody mouths of the skulls seemed to be mumbling something, as if they were chanting the name of the Door God. Blood-red threads emerged from the skulls, and the Door God's body slowly turned from illusory to real.
He did not look like a god that had walked out from the door, he looked more like a ghost that was trapped inside the door.
The blood threads curled around his body. The five fingers that gripped the executioner's blade solidified. Then he dragged the giant blade and slowly turned around to look behind Han Fei.
"My head, my head …"
A voice appeared beside Han Fei's ears, it gave him quite a fright.
Glancing out of the corner of his eye, Han Fei saw a horrifying scene. A blood vessel was trying to crawl out from the skull through his ears and into his brain.
"But I don't have your head!" Han Fei took a few steps back. Men Shen raised the saber, and without a word, he swung it down!
The smell of blood rushed into Han Fei's nostrils. Han Fei forced himself to open his eyes to look at the blade's trajectory. However, the blade was too fast.
Almost as soon as he saw the door god's arm fall, the executioner's blade had already brushed past Han Fei's head to his back!
Han Fei felt a chill on his back and heard the sound of something being cut.
'The soul chaser still hasn't given up?' Han Fei wanted to turn around but the door god's blood thread was right next to his ears. If he made any sudden movements, the blood thread would pierce into his brain.
There were less than 2 minutes left until the end of the soul chaser's mission. The soul chaser inside the building had descended into madness. It appeared like Han Fei's soul was the key to this ritual, an indispensable sacrifice, he had to obtain it no matter what!
The soul bell exploded. Han Fei's ears bled and temporarily lost his hearing. However, he could feel a hand reaching for his head!
His hair stood on end. When he turned around, something touched the back of his head.
This time was different from before. He could clearly feel that something in the depths of his mind was being pulled away by a suction force. All of his memories were twisted into a rope. Regardless of whether they were beautiful or painful, the scenes of his past experiences were intertwined into a rope.
The rope of memory was connected to the deepest part of Han Fei's mind. Pulled by an external force, Han Fei's mind was thrown into turmoil. The string of memory slowly extended outwards. Slowly, the string turned red. The deepest part of Han Fei's mind was blood red!
The dark night was slowly dyed red. As the only survivor at Happiness Orphanage, the things that Han Fei had tried to forget with the help of the psychiatrist slowly surfaced in his mind.
Before the bloody memory appeared, his clear mind had been dyed red. Fragmented memories poured into his heart. Han Fei's pupils constricted and the Rebirth Knife appeared in his hand.
He ignored Men Shen's blood, and when he turned around for the fourth time, he stabbed his sword behind him.
The glaring blade reflected a face covered in blood tears. Han Fei saw a hand that was covered in death curses. The palm of the hand had a festering 'Soul' character.
At that moment, the hand yanked out another Han Fei from the back of Han Fei's head. This Han Fei was completely different from the previous Han Fei. His forehead was covered in blood and there was a crazed smile on his face. It was as if he was mocking the whole world.
'Is this really me?'
This was the first time the Soul Chaser had encountered something like this. He had hunted countless souls in his life. The hand that was covered in death curses could easily pass through a living person's body and the Specter's memory but on this day, he ran into a strange soul. The soul was looking at him and laughing madly!
The death curses on the arm kept flowing. The Soul Chaser tried his best but he still could not pull the laughing Han Fei out. The soul appeared to be connected to something else, it was pressing down on the red at the bottom of his mind.
Han Fei was as shocked as the Soul Chaser. He looked at the laughing self at the back of his head and for some reason, he was reminded of the old lady at the Happiness Neighbourhood.
Meng Po's memory was tampered with by the previous building manager, Fu Sheng. When the death memory was triggered, a scary monster appeared at the back of the normally kind old lady's head.
At the time, Han Fei was given quite a fright, he did not expect to see something similar happen to him.
Compared to the monster at the back of the old lady's head, this soul that was yanked out from the deepest part of his mind was much more impactful.
The Soul Chaser did not succeed once, but he did not let go. By the time he tried again, the incomparably sharp blade had already fallen!
The arm that held Han Fei's soul was sliced off. When the arm that was covered in death curses fell, Han Fei finally saw the Soul Chaser's face!
Half of the face was covered in death curses and the word 'soul' while the other half was the face of the employee who had gone mad many years ago!
The butterfly pattern crawled from the corner of his eyes into his mouth. He morphed into a real monster, like a marionette, his face was filled with pain, regret and sorrow.
He had once massacred the residents of the Ziggurat and now he had to personally collect their souls.
The saddest thing was, until now, he had no idea whether what he did was right or wrong.
Just as Han Fei saw the Soul Chaser's face, the death curses on him erupted. The half of the face that was covered in death curses and the word 'soul' silently morphed into Han Fei's face.
However, due to the fact that his soul was not fully extracted, the transformation was interrupted halfway.
Under Han Fei's gaze, the half of the Soul Chaser's face that had already changed screamed in pain. It was torn from the Soul Chaser's body and split into three different Han Feis. Then, wrapped by the Death Curse, they were dragged up to the top of the Ziggurat by an invisible force!
The 3 Han Feis were covered in death curses as well. They appeared to be wrapped in black chains and were pierced through by giant iron hooks. They were suffering from unimaginable pain.
"You've only managed to steal 3 souls and 3 spirits. Butterfly, your death curses can't even steal a living person's soul?" The Soul Chaser's lips parted like he was trying to smile. This was the first time he had smiled since he was trapped inside the Ziggurat.
The Soul Chaser's lips parted. Han Fei noticed the butterfly pattern had grown into the Soul Chaser's mouth. His body was covered in the strange butterfly pattern from inside out.
The Soul Chaser was not in his right state. After he went berserk, the death curses all over his body were triggered.
He used the last moment of clarity to turn to Han Fei, "Retrieving Soul's Night has begun. Retrieve your lost soul and help me … kill the Butterfly!"
Then, the Soul Chaser's body was torn apart. His soul fluttered down the corridor like snowflakes and disappeared again.
"Notification for Player 0000! You've seen the Soul Chaser's face on your fourth turn! You've completed the prerequisite mission for Grade E Main Mission Retrieving Soul's Night — Soul Chaser! Successfully triggered Grade E Main Mission — Soul Chaser! "
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