After the landlord's death, his 3 children offered him 3 cigarettes and the 3 cigarettes ended up in Han Fei's hands.
Each cigarette corresponded to the lingering spirit of one of the landlord's children. Lighting the cigarette would awaken the child's lingering spirit and grant them protection before the smoke dissipated.
When he met Zhuang Ren in real life, Han Fei entered the old home of Immortal Pharma's CEO. He discovered a broken music box, a wooden doll with a mask and a child's outfit covered in paint. The words and blessings left behind by the owner were written on it.
There was also a song inside the music box that was used to summon spirits. The melody was almost identical to the song in the cryptic world.
From this, Han Fei deduced that the song in the cryptic world was probably one of the landlord's children.
Even if his deduction was wrong, it was nothing.
Han Fei noticed something. Every time he lit up a cigarette, the song would resonate with him.
The first time he lit a cigarette was at Yi Ming Convenience Store. Not long after the cigarette burned, the song appeared on Yi Ming Street.
The second time was at the Ziggurat 1. Just as he lit the cigarette, the song suddenly grew louder as if triggered.
The first 2 times, Han Fei logged out of the game immediately after he lit the cigarette. The song lost its target but this time, Han Fei did not plan to hide, he had nowhere to hide.
There was no escape. Han Fei revealed an incomprehensible generosity in the face of death. His eyes looked at the Butterfly through the smoke. It felt like he was staring at a falling cigarette ash.
'I'll step on your altar and let a bug eat your heart, what can you do about it?'
The smoke swirled around Han Fei, blurring the boundary between reality and illusion. Behind Han Fei, at the spot where the smoke dissipated, a pair of cold eyes opened.
If Han Fei turned around, he would realize the eyes were similar to the eyes he saw at the altar at Happiness Neighbourhood.
Han Fei had no idea what was behind him. He was used to not showing his fear so there was no trace of panic or fear on his face.
He had nothing but the outcome was set in stone.
No matter how calm Han Fei appeared, it did not affect the Butterfly that much. The problem was after Han Fei lit the cigarette, the song outside the building seemed to be triggered. It tore through the black fog and the air of death, trying to force its way into the Ziggurat!
The cigarette that Han Fei lit was like a signal to start the fight. No matter how one looked at it, this did not seem like a coincidence.
The butterfly's legs were not fully formed, and the cupboard behind it was not fully repaired. It would not allow an unspeakable existence to enter this place.
"How long has it been since I've encountered something this bad? Everything is going according to plan. I haven't seen an accident in a long time. "
The building was shaking as if it would collapse in the next second. Under the relentless attack of the song, the black fog formed by the will of death was torn open.
A melancholic song rang in everyone's ears. It was as if a pool of ice water had been poured over their souls. It was bone-chilling from the inside out.
The blood vessels buried in the Ziggurat ruptured. Black blood oozed out from the floor and walls. Everything within sight was twisted by the terrifying presence.
Even if it was a heavily injured Avacaniya, it was not something that could be stopped by ordinary hatred.
Blood appeared in the butterfly's night sky. The black was slowly being dyed red. The butterfly knew that if it did not act now, the Ziggurat would be destroyed.
No one could go against the will of the Unspeakable. The consequence of angering them was being erased along with the buildings that they once lived in.
"This building is the altar that I used to replace my body. Since you've tried to destroy my altar, don't blame me for destroying your altar. By the way, you're heavily injured, I'm afraid you don't even have your own altar, right? " The blood vessels that connected the Ziggurat to the Butterfly suddenly extended upwards. As it controlled the will of death to stop the song, it dragged down the altar that belonged to the top floor.
There were two altars in the Ziggurat, one at the top and one at the bottom.
Now that the altar at the bottom was under Han Fei's feet and the heart that it worshipped was being chewed by the Great Sin, the butterfly shifted its focus to the other altar.
"The night of returning soul has arrived, the altar left behind by the previous manager is no longer of any use to me. Soon, I'll have a new body. Whether to be a human or a god, it's all up to me!"
The family portrait that was placed on the altar at the top floor was shoved into the altar by the butterfly. Before the song completely invaded the Ziggurat, it opened the altar at the top floor.
In the middle of the ordinary-looking shrine was a headless statue. The half-foot-tall statue looked like an old man. He was tall and straight, but his body was engraved with countless death curses.
When the butterfly's family portrait touched the statue, the deformed figure hidden in the family portrait burrowed into the statue. The death curse was triggered and the butterfly began to inject the will of death from the Ziggurat into the statue.
At the same time, the statues that the Demon Soul had lured out from under the bed in Room 4144 all started to change. They wailed and screamed before they exploded one by one.
The hair and flesh that were wrapped in white paper scattered to the ground. They gathered together from all directions to form the head of an old man.
The eyes, nose, ears and mouth of the head were sewn shut by the death curses. He had eyes and ears but he could not see or hear.
Han Fei and the people from Happiness Neighbourhood also saw the head. It had the same face as the previous manager of Happiness Neighbourhood!
'This is the memory fragment left behind by the previous manager!' Han Fei's pupils narrowed. The previous manager's memory was split into several parts. The part with the black box was hidden at the Happiness Neighbourhood while the rest were scattered around the other buildings in the cryptic world.
Han Fei wanted to rescue the previous manager's head but he did not have the ability to do so.
"I'm too lazy to dig out more of your memory. Since you refuse to tell me anything, then you can take your secrets and disappear forever." The Butterfly grabbed the previous building manager's head that was sealed by the death curse and shoved it back into the altar. Then it merged the statue with the old man's head.
Threads of death curses crawled out from the old man's body. They pierced through his skin. They carried his divinity and stuck to the altar.
The altar that worshipped the old man's statue was tainted by the death curses. Some kind of taboo was triggered. The old man's seven orifices that were sewn together by the death curses leaked black blood. All the curses inside his body merged into the word 'death'.
'Using the unspeakable memory and the altar to curse it should be able to heavily injure it again, right?' The butterfly controlled all the black fog inside the Ziggurat to tear the old man's statue and head apart.
A giant black flower bloomed in the air. All the black fog gathered at a single point.
From afar, Han Fei also saw this horrifying scene. When the Will of Death was completely absorbed, he saw a giant blood red hand in the middle of the song.
When he exited the game, he encountered this hand twice and was almost caught by it each time.
'My eyes can't see the whole thing?'
Han Fei, who was only level 13, witnessed a slaughter that was beyond his capabilities. The flower that drained the air of death bloomed in the song.
To Han Fei and the butterfly's surprise, when the old man's head and body exploded with the death curse, the giant hand and the song not only did not evade, they opened their arms to embrace the old man's head. It was as if they were trying to swallow the old man's head into their own heart.
The death curse exploded! The song was filled with despair and pain, and everyone could hear the sound of something shattering.
Blood rain fell from the sky. The black fog dissipated. Of the entire Ziggurat, only Block 4 was still normal, the other 3 buildings were covered in blood and curses.
The butterfly had used up the death curses that had been accumulated under the Ziggurat for years. It destroyed an altar and all the death curses on it. The price appeared to have damaged the song.
"Dead?"
After a short pause, the song returned. However, even without the black fog, the group still could not locate it. It was as if the song had taken up residence in their hearts. As long as they could not forget the fear it brought, it would appear at any moment.
"Prepare to save Han Fei." Mirror God, who was carried on Drake's back, said, "The song has left. It has taken away the previous building manager's head and the tainted altar. When it returns, it might be the real Avacaniya."
"Shouldn't we wait a little longer? The situation is still unclear, the previous building manager should be safe for now. "Lee Zhai turned to where Han Fei was.
All the butterflies that flew to Han Fei were lost in the black fog. The butterfly's darkness covered everything but it was unable to harm Han Fei.
Han Fei was smoking a cigarette as he stood under the butterfly's darkness. He looked at the human light trapped in the darkness with pity in his eyes.
At a time like this, he seemed to be more worried about others than his own safety. What kind of person was this?
"We can't wait any longer!" A voice came from the back of the crowd. Wei Youfu removed his hat. His eyes focused on Han Fei. He knew Han Fei too well. "Do it!"
By then, the death curses on the altar and the Ziggurat had just been unleashed. The lingering curse and hatred that could burn souls floated around but the people from Happiness Neighbourhood did not hesitate.
The figures charged into the butterfly's darkness. Perhaps the butterfly's darkness contained many nightmares, it was a gathering of the scariest things in the world but none of them retreated.
"Are you in a hurry to die?"
Livor mortis spots appeared on the butterfly's skin. Its handsome face was like a poorly made jigsaw puzzle. Death continued to seep out from under its skin.
The collision earlier had a great impact on the butterfly. Many of the blood vessels it controlled were severed but from how he saw it, it was worth it to pay such a price to chase away an Unspeakable.
"In the past, when I was still alive, everyone wanted me dead. I tried very hard to please them, but in the end, all I got in return was double their hatred."
"I've been thinking about this, if I pretend to have lost my memory, will they treat me like a stranger and toss me away? Perhaps I'm not even a stranger, right? I'm just an object? "
The residents of Happiness Neighbourhood walked in the butterfly's darkness. No matter how dangerous the road ahead was, they continued to move towards Han Fei.
They were a group of pitiful people but they were also a group of people that disgusted the butterfly.
"You want to save him? Then I can't let you do that. The only thing that makes me happy in this world is to see all of you in despair after you've struggled so hard. "
With every word the butterfly uttered, the human light spots behind it would scream in pain.
When the screams of pain reached the people's ears, they realized the light spots were imprisoning a large number of dying souls!
The butterfly had been torturing them, listening to their cries and pain to gain some twisted pleasure!
When the shining light spots wailed in pain, the despair they exuded would be injected into the night sky of the butterfly, making the night sky even darker and gloomier.
"Be careful, this darkness is made up of the butterfly that hatched from the human cocoon. Countless butterflies with the worst side of humanity have converged to form this disgusting thing." The Mirror God knew a lot. His mirror could not reflect the dark night. It could only reflect the overlapping black butterflies. "Hatred can affect the surroundings, but this monster's power is far from enough to turn it into the dark night."
The butterfly that formed the darkness danced in the air. The butterfly that stood in the flesh could not resist the temptation to attack the people from Happiness Neighbourhood. However, when it raised its arm, a ghastly shadow wrapped around it grabbed the butterfly's wrist.
"You want to kill my soul?"
The hatred in the Old Ghost's eyes burned like fire. The longing from his bloodline surged into his hands and intertwined with the hatred in his heart.
His 10 fingers turned blood red. The souls that came into contact with his fingers would rapidly age and rot.
This was the Old Ghost's most hidden power. He and the souls that came into contact with his fingers would age together.
The inheritance of the Old Ghost was stored inside the spine. When the Manager Elder died, the head at the top of the spine would wither like a flower but the Old Ghost would not die. The younger generation would emerge from the spine to become the new pillar of the family.
In less than a second of contact, 2 of the human faces in the Old Ghost's spine had been permanently wiped away. The Butterfly's wrist merely gained some wrinkles and the livor mortis spread.
If the caster was not killed, the curse would not come into contact. Everyone had to die. For the continuation of the family, the Old Ghost did not have a single face on his spine that showed fear or retreat.
He would charge forward to protect the last shred of his bloodline!
"I did not raise an old dog like you for you to bite me." The Butterfly's fingers slowly closed. The light spots in the night sky exploded one by one. The negative emotions that came from the torment of humanity crawled into the Butterfly's body. As it helped it recover, it also formed a new curse that crawled towards the Old Ghost's arm.
The Old Ghost was no match for the Butterfly alone. Even with the conviction that he would die, he could only delay the Butterfly. However, the Old Ghost was not the only one who hated the Butterfly to the core.
With a scream, a giant red shadow charged at the Butterfly with its body covered in blood.
Zhuang Wen had lost her mind. When she saw the Butterfly's face, she lost control of her murderous intent. She felt like the purpose of her existence was to cut the monster before her into a thousand pieces.
To create another Butterfly, the manager of the Ziggurat had forced Zhuang Wen to jump off the building. The despair and pain brewed into a twisted hatred.
When Zhuang Wen charged at the Butterfly, Wei Youfu also moved forward from the crowd.
The fragile Han Fei walked step by step through the lingering black fog and hatred.
He looked at the wounded Han Fei, at the countless souls trapped by the Butterfly in the night and finally at himself.
'The human jigsaw puzzle might be a fun toy to it but it has caused the 8 of us to lose everything.'
The pale hands reached toward the Butterfly. Wei Youfu, who had always been kind, started to bleed from his eyes.
'No matter what the reason is, the Butterfly must die!'
Blood spread across his back. The 8 arms tore through Wei Youfu's body and slammed heavily to the ground!
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