HBWnovel Chapter 392: 390, it is relatively resistant
Chapter 392: 390, it is relatively resistant
Chapter 392: 390, it is relatively resistant
Through the broken gate.
Du Wei proceeded cautiously in the darkness.
This was his second time entering the Horror House.
Compared to before, he had more methods at his disposal, and he was stronger.
But the Horror House had become even more terrifying than before.
The balance of power seemed to have come full circle, returning to a remote point.
...
Of course, this time was different from before.
The first time he entered the Horror House, Du Wei did so purely for Annabelle. After discovering the anomaly, he was trapped and had no choice but to find a way to escape.
But now, Du Wei came with the intention of wreaking havoc.
The hundreds of marked Evil Spirits, along with the bus, formed Du Wei’s most reliable support.
After all, his Marking Ability was utterly unreasonable.
The marked Evil Spirits couldn’t even sense it. The moment it was activated, even if an Evil Spirit was killing someone, it would appear by Du Wei’s side immediately.
Utterly despicable.
Just that the Horror House had turned eerie, different from the original Horror House.
There were no lights, only darkness all around.
But the occasional eerie music kept ringing around him.
Under Spirit Vision.
The sense of oppression grew stronger.
The deeper Du Wei went into the Horror House, the more intense the strange feelings from the enclosed space became.
There really were Evil Spirits in the Horror House.
But he hadn’t seen any so far.
It seemed as if all the Evil Spirits had vanished.
Too quiet.
But the malice lurking in the shadows kept emerging in Du Wei’s heart, elusive yet constant.
He lowered the frequency of his breathing, and his steps became lighter.
This significantly slowed his progress.
But the more he advanced, the more he needed to be cautious.
Otherwise, should any trouble arise, it could lead to the failure of his plan, or even to his death here.
The further he walked,
the slower Du Wei’s pace became.
Yet, as he was passing through a corridor, suddenly... he heard a very faint whispering sound.
It sounded like someone whispering secrets.
Accompanying it was a drip-drop sound of water.
As if water was leaking somewhere.
But what his nose detected was a faint smell of blood.
Du Wei frowned and stopped in his tracks.
In his memory, the first part of the Horror House was that Japanese-style ghost building.
Just past this corridor, it would come into view.
The ghost building was wooden, with a narrow space hiding under the tatami mats, and within, there was the presence of a Ghost.
It would stick its head out, looking upward, and anyone who approached would become its target.
For some reason, he suddenly felt a sense of fatigue.
Outside,
a pale woman’s face flashed by, its silhouette was very transparent.
That was the Ghost.
As soon as it appeared, it lunged at the burning paper.
Regrettably, it had no effect. The paper quickly burned up and reappeared inside the envelope Du Wei was holding.
The envelope seemed to be the real object.
Du Wei looked at the Ghost that flashed outside, his eyes full of questions.
A Ghost could make him feel like he was going to die?
What a joke!
On the spot, Du Wei paused, pondering over the problem.
There was no danger outside the passage as he had imagined.
But the whispered conversations and the drip-drip of water he heard at the start had ceased to occur.
Why was that?
Did the entity making the noises leave?
Suddenly...
Whispering voices rose up to Du Wei’s ears.
With it, there was also the dripping sound of water.
The sound was so faint that it was impossible to make out what exactly was being said; perhaps it wasn’t speaking at all but was intentionally affecting something.
Du Wei suddenly raised his head.
He saw nothing.
But the next second, without hesitation, he rushed forward.
The woman’s Ghost was startled again.
In the darkness, two Daggers slashed through the air.
The Ghost was vanquished.
Du Wei turned his head to look back, and the passage had completely vanished, replaced by a thick wall.
He lifted his Right Hand expressionlessly.
Blood was seeping from his wrist.
In that corridor, something had struck at him.
The scent of blood he had just smelled was his own.
“That corridor... something’s not right...”
Du Wei’s face was very pale as he hurriedly wiped the blood from his wrist, finding no wound.
While he was in the passage, the voices he heard, their significance was unclear, but the dripping sound originated from his own blood loss.
Yet, Du Wei felt nothing at all.
Even when he lit the paper, he didn’t see it.
If he had stayed a moment longer, he would have died from excessive bleeding.
Without any warning, Du Wei had not anticipated that even a corridor in the Horror House could be so strange.
Moreover, he hadn’t even encountered anything head-on.
Du Wei didn’t even know what entity had struck at him.
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