Chapter 1017 - Let the World Hear Your Voice (1/2)

Wu Jinpeng ignored the blood that might choke him. He screamed loudly like this was his last chance. Realizing that Wu Jinpeng had not been influenced by her words, the faceless woman was incensed. Black blood capillaries bulged on the woman’s pale arms as she reached out to strangle Wu Jinpeng.

“Why? Why do you still wish to protect him? I have given you everything you could ask for! Why do you volunteer to stay with despair!”

A face slowly appeared on the woman. It was not a woman’s face but the face of a baby boy.

“The ghost fetus?”

“Why can’t I kill you! I am the only one who really wants to help you! Why do you all insist on lying to yourselves! Why do you all believe those things that do not exist!”

The woman snapped Wu Jinpeng’s neck, but she could not kill him. Wu Jinpeng, who was dying, waved anxiously at Chen Ge. He could not make a voice, but he tried to open his lips, attempting to speak. The woman’s face had taken on the form of a baby. Her mouth was wide open, but her eyes were closed, like it was a ginormous effort to open them. Her dress was dyed red by blood. This monster was obviously more powerful than the snail behind Jiang Ming’s door.

Chen Ge finally understood everything.

“Wu Sheng was born with a disability. He was abandoned by his mother because of it. That was the hurdle that the boy couldn’t get over. The ghost fetus used this to his advantage to spread his malice, trying to trap the boy within the abyss of despair.

“However, the ghost fetus miscalculated. Wu Sheng has a very good father. No matter what happens, Wu Sheng will be protected by his father. From Wu Jinpeng, Wu Sheng understood that the world was not as despairing as depicted by the ghost fetus. The ghost fetus couldn’t kill Wu Sheng’s father because he was unable to change Wu Sheng’s impression of Wu Jinpeng.”

Chen Ge did not run. He looked at the crazed woman.

“It’s rather surprising that a demon god has been pushed to such lengths by a normal human father.”

After understanding everything, Chen Ge understood the knot in Wu Sheng’s heart and the key was he had found the ghost that the ghost fetus chose to possess.

“There is no need for this world to exist anymore. After killing this woman, I should be able to decrease the ghost fetus’ power further.”

Clicking on the recorder, Chen Ge took several steps back.

“Compared to the snail, this woman is much scarier. Wu Sheng’s world behind the world was also more stable than Jiang Ming’s. Looks like there are differences between the nine doors.”

Standing in the pool of blood, Chen Ge took out the comic. The crying and whispering gradually weakened, replaced by shrill screams and heart-breaking wails.

Red cracks spread through the walls and floor. The woman standing in the blood finally noticed Chen Ge. She put down the mangled Wu Jinpeng, the poor man who had been tortured but still had a breath in him, and walked toward Chen Ge. An adult woman with a baby’s face, it was quite scary, but Chen Ge felt no fear. As more Red Specters appeared, the woman stopped.

“Brother Peng! Wake up, this place is going to the dumps. The sun will rise soon!”

Xu Yin, Ol’ Bai, and the Stench had appeared first and jumped at the woman. The woman fought evenly with the three Red Specters. To Chen Ge’s surprise, the woman had an exception control over the blood. She seemed to be able to multitask very well.