Chapter 268 - Value of Your Life (1/2)

Translator: Lonelytree  Editor: Millman97

There were weird noises coming from the belly of the scenario, and the stench in the air seemed lighter than usual. They’re of equal power? Looks like these two members from the society are quite powerful.

Chen Ge upped his pace. He did not see Wei Wu along the way; the poor sap had probably run straight for the deepest part of the scenario after being spooked by Chen Ge.

Where can you run to? This scenario is completely sealed, and there is only one exit.

The ghost stories society’s members had come to create trouble at his Haunted House during his working hours. This created a great sense of danger in Chen Ge. If he did not terminate the society, they would return in the future, so Chen Ge did not hold back. After walking ten meters, Chen Ge finally saw the fighting.

Kong Xiangming had a dark expression on his face. There was a thin monster standing on his shoulders, but the monster was longer and stronger than the ones he had seen at the Third Sick Hall. Most likely, it had consumed many innocents. The monster on Kong Xiangming was almost four meters long, and the crying faces on its body made it look like a twisted centipede!

Facing the monster was a mannequin with a rope around its neck. There was obvious damage on the mannequin’s body, but it kept charging at the monster.

“The more savage the soul, the greater it tastes.”

Kong Xiangming looked at the mannequin, and there was a playfulness in his eyes. The monster on his shoulders did not pay the mannequin much attention but was looking in another direction with alarm.

The stench that covered the scenario had congregated to form a shadowy version of a large man. The fat man had a blurred face but extremely high strength. However, his agility left much to be desired, and he could not do anything in the cramped corridor.

The fat man and the mannequin did not know anything about combat, and with the tactics from Kong Xiangming, the battle was one-sided. Slowly, the wounds on the mannequin and the fat man increased. Their bodies turned blurry, and the stench in the scenario slowly dissipated.

Are they that weak? Chen Ge thought about it and could understand why. Most of the powerful and resistant baleful specters at Western Jiujiang’s Private Academy had been consumed by Zhang Ya already, and only the two weaker ones remained.

Wei Wu was hiding behind Kong Xiangming. When the blood face saw Chen Ge approach, it screamed!

“Be careful! Our target is coming toward us!”

Even though Kong Xiangming had the upper hand, he was still facing two enemies, and if Chen Ge joined in the fight, it would not be good for him.

“Why did you lead him here?” Kong Xiangming could still maintain the calmness in his voice, but his words came out faster than before.

“I didn’t want to! How about we swap places? You go and deal with him while I take care of these two?” The blood face on Wei Wu had a special power, and like Pen Spirit, it was not suitable in combat—Kong Xiangming understood that much. “Fine.”

This was not the first time they had cooperated. They stood back to back as they moved. Blood vessels surged out from behind Wei Wu’s head, and the expression on the face slowly morphed to mimic the mannequin. Weirdly enough, when the blood face changed to mirror the mannequin, the savage mannequin suddenly became quiet, and its eyes turned hollow.