HBWnovel Chapter 391: 389, Crying
Chapter 391: 389, Crying
Chapter 391: 389, Crying
I have to say.
If the Horror House were a person, then its audacity would surely be boundless.
An existence that has metamorphosed into Strangeness.
Not only did it drag the school away from the bus driver, but it also wanted to make West Gana a part of itself.
It wasn’t simply about bringing it within its domain.
It was about literally becoming the Horror House.
...
By then, the Horror House could take the whole city and run away.
West Gana would become a hell on earth.
No one would be able to survive.
It might even become a hell for Evil Spirits.
Apart from the Horror House, everything else would become a part of it.
If it were successful, the world might entirely fall into chaos.
The authorities could cordon off a district, but they would absolutely be unable to blockade an entire city.
Once Mary Shaw killed thousands of people in Yard City, afterwards it took the officials so much effort to suppress the incident.
If a city were to lose contact, the whole world would be in disarray.
And God knows how many people would die from it.
Du Wei only felt an immense headache coming on.
He looked at the darkness that extended from the Horror House, and even though he was as calm and rational as one could be, he felt somewhat powerless.
This was truly madness.
No wonder the church had sent so many Exorcists, batch after batch, into Massas City without regard for the countless deaths and injuries, all to gather useful information, just so Alvin Dowqui could bring that scroll and seal off the pit in Massas City.
The part of Massas City that Du Wei had explored was probably only one-tenth of the entire area.
In the depths, in certain mysterious corners.
No one knew how many Strangeness still lurked there.
“I hate this world.”
Du Wei snuffed out all those chaotic thoughts and swiftly succeeded in Marking all the Evil Spirit students.
Then he turned around, looked at the dark and gloomy entrance of the Horror House, and walked in without a second thought.
What the world would turn into wasn’t something Du Wei had the power to control.
He just needed to do what he had to do.
For instance, sticking to the plan to lend a hand to the bus, cause some destruction in the Horror House, and see if he could possibly Mark the Horror House.
Life is long and arduous.
Du Wei proceeded cautiously but was hindered by the imminent crisis before him.
...
Walking into the dark, gloomy tunnel.
Du Wei had now entered the Horror House.
Without looking back, he knew there was no way out anymore.
Under the state of Spirit Vision, the scene before his eyes was dim.
The entire Horror House felt incredibly oppressive to Du Wei, as if he were being suffocated.
Even the tunnel leading to the interior of the Horror House was filled with an odd aura.
In the darkness, strange music would occasionally sound.
It felt sinister and bone-chillingly cold.
“I’m being influenced.”
Du Wei kept his cool, suppressing all emotions.
“Let’s try this...”
Du Wei murmured softly and took a silver Coin from his pocket with his left hand.
Masked, he was now a shadow.
Let the shadow take the misfortune.
Ding...
Du Wei tossed a Coin in the darkness.
When it landed back in his palm, a skull appeared behind Du Wei, staring coldly at him and grinning masklessly.
It turned out to be heads...
The shadow’s luck seemed to be much better than Du Wei’s.
This complicated Du Wei’s expression, but there was no time for him to ponder it further, as he quietly raised the Flintlock Gun and pulled the trigger towards the corner.
Boom—
The gun smoke was sparse, the gunshot drowning out the woman’s weeping.
The bullet, upon hitting the corner, was deflected to the opposite wall, then ricocheted back, striking precisely into the corner.
The crying abruptly stopped.
In an instant.
A woman in a wedding dress, the hem stained with blood, wielding a kitchen knife, appeared before Du Wei.
She was like an Evil Spirit bride.
One of those that had debarked.
As soon as she appeared, she swung the kitchen knife at Du Wei.
But at that moment, from the shadows on the wall, a Dagger quietly emerged, aiming for the Evil Spirit bride’s head.
The shadow was about to make its move...
And the angle was tricky, utterly vile, resembling a medieval assassin lurking in the darkness, ready to strike without hesitation at any given opportunity.
Noticing this, Du Wei raised an eyebrow, stuffed the Coin in his pocket, and casually took out a lighter and pressed it.
This Evil Spirit wasn’t powerful enough to prevent the lighter from igniting.
A red flame burst to life.
The Evil Spirit woman in the wedding dress involuntarily paused for a moment.
In the darkness, a Dagger pierced her head...
It seemed she was possessing a corpse.
In an instant, her head was impaled clean through.
Du Wei then used the lighter to set her wedding dress ablaze, which burned fiercely, its color a blood-red mist.
Master and servant worked in perfect harmony.
Du Wei bypassed the burning corpse and came to the corner, where he was surprised to find the door leading inside the Horror House had already been opened.
And it was marked with many dried bloodstains from palm prints.
Behind him, the shadow appeared again, one hand holding the Dagger, the other taking the Evil Spirit bride’s kitchen knife.
It walked into Du Wei’s shadow and once again disappeared.
Du Wei looked at the open door, its edges deformed, as if it had been forcefully pulled open from the inside.
He pondered, “If this Evil Spirit bride appeared here, could the other Evil Spirits also be inside?”
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