Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1298- First mission
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1297- Secret Realm exploration
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 313: Excuse
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 392: Sad Future
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 999: One Versus Six
Zhan Yue
Chapter 688- Firestone Castle
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 371 - Dragonblood Lizard; The Detection Spell Is Never Wrong
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 50.2
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 85: Paper Can Never Cover Fire
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 673: When the Rain Continues
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1296- Secret Realm reopen
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 312: Night Guardian
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 391: Secret of the Underground Garage
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 998: The Might of Blood River
Zhan Yue
Chapter 687- Silver Dragon Queen's rage
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1295- Clone's ambition
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 370 - The Level 60 Area: Consuming Lands
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 672: Heart-to-Heart Talk
Many different smells entered his nose. Qing Ge didn’t expect that he would still be dragged into the shadow world after so many humans had been sacrificed.
“This monster’s appetite is getting bigger and bigger.”
After losing his sight and hearing, it was like he was trapped inside a cage. However, Qing Ge wasn’t afraid. His confidence came from the black knife he was holding. The blade itself wasn’t black. It was merely stained with blood. It was wiped with talismans daily, so it resonated with evilness.
“Every smell represents a person. I can’t tell if they’re good or not. But as long as I kill everyone who gets close to me, eventually I can leave.”
Bo Wan Village’s Dog Cellar was a place Situ An valued a lot. He didn’t care about the power of the monster inside the dog cellar. He wanted something else. When Han Hai Charity built the temporary school, they heard from the locals that a madman once lived inside the dog cellar. Because his ‘bamboo mother’ was burned by kids, the madman hated children. He kidnapped the village children and tortured them to death. Qing Ge thought back to Situ An’s order. The basic prerequisite to borrowing afterlife longevity was children who were tortured by ghosts. The crueller the torture, the better. He needed to get the kids to give up their lives. Then, Qing Ge could harvest the kids’ afterlife longevity.
Qing Ge knew Situ An had exhausted his afterlife longevity based on the deeds the man did. To help Situ An survive, he had to carry out the children's carcasses.
The sacrifice had been carried out several times, but the villagers and children sent into the cellar always disappeared. When they checked the cellar in the morning, only footprints and tattered shirts remained. To snatch back the bodies of the children, Qing Ge had to come at night. However, when he entered the cellar, he noticed this anomaly was different from what he expected. The black blade had killed many people. Even though Qing Ge couldn’t see, he could feel that dead bodies had piled up around him. However, the smell in the air didn’t lighten.
“Do you want this to carve away my consciousness?”
The monster in the cellar hadn’t appeared. Qing Ge already identified the meaning of the different smells. The tea olives were a powerful couple. They had to be killed immediately; The sweat represented the villagers; the most dangerous smell was the mothballs. The owner was very cunning and was familiar with various blades; There was a light stench, and she was very weak. After Qing Ge killed her, the smell never reappeared.
Qing Ge focused and decided to keep on killing until no smell remained.
Blood flowed like a river. The shadow was torn apart. Qing Ge could see a bit of light.
“Is it the exit?” He tensed but didn’t let his guard down as he slowly approached the light. Qing Ge’s nose twitched. He paid close attention to the changes in the smells. When he was about several metres from the light, the hairs on the back of his neck stood up. Instinctually, he jumped to the side.
“I was attacked! There was no smell to indicate it!”
If he hadn’t avoided it at the last second, his neck would have been slashed already. Qing Ge waved the blade back. He didn’t cut anything. His calm heart rippled.
“There’s an existence that breaks the rules here. Is it a ghost or a human?”
His sense of smell was useless. Qing Ge could only rely on his instinct as an executioner. He arched his calves. Qing Ge seemed to catch something. Suddenly, he waved at a spot one metre before him. The blade cut something. But then, his legs, back and neck were attacked at the same time.
“Four people?”
Doctor Lu said there was only one ghost in the cellar, but four people were attacking him then.
“Did the other investigators betray me?”
Qing Ge discovered something scary. The four who attacked him were not affected by the darkness. In fact, they cooperated greatly among themselves.
Without any time to breathe, more wounds appeared on his body. This was an uneven battle. His sense of sight, smell and hearing was gone. When his hands that held the black blade shook, Qing Ge finally felt fear. In the absolute darkness, facing an unknown terror, Qing Ge was afraid. As Situ An’s hunting dog, Qing Ge was always the tormentor. He was never treated like this before.
After the power that brought Qing Ge security collapsed, his eyes shifted. He looked no different from the villagers he had tormented earlier.
The weak light in the cellar was like a heaven that he couldn’t reach. Qing Ge held the black blade tightly. His actions slowed. As his wrist was slashed through, Qing Ge knelt on the ground. His body was bloody, and his fingers didn’t have the strength to hold the knife anymore.
In the endless despair, the first enemy was oneself, but Qing Ge couldn’t convince himself to stand up. Blood vessels entered his heart. Qing Ge felt a grip on his body. His heart started to race. Slowly, his vision recovered. The light approached. He saw the four patients who stood around him and Gao Ming, who held the phone.
“When you pushed so many innocents into the cellar, did you ever think that you would die here?”
Qing Ge opened his mouth, and blood poured out. “Who are you?”
“I’m a doctor who treats this sick world by cutting out the rotten parts.” Gao Ming took away Qing Ge’s black blade. “Do you have any last words?”
“I will wait for you in hell. Situ An will kill you.” Qing Ge adored Situ An unconditionally.
“Then, wait for me. It won’t take long for him to join you down there.” Gao Ming turned around. The God of Flesh and Blood pulled Qing Ge into Gao Ming’s mutated heart. Only monsters from the shadow world could be made into chains. After God consumed Qing Ge, it was not exhausted. In fact, God was energised. The large body became more powerful.
“Qing Ge has superhuman physique. Has Situ An been cultivating him as a sacrifice?”
Gao Ming led the four patients to look for Wei Dayou. As if noticing Gao Ming was coming after another human, the giant dog walked out of the shadow again. The black eyes looked at Gao Ming, “You’ve killed the target. Leave the others alone.”
“You misunderstand me again.” Gao Ming raised his hands in surrender. “I plan to build a base for humans at Li San District in the shadow world. I will have them live there to get used to the shadow world.”
“I don’t understand.” The dog’s fur melted into the shadow. He could escape at any time.
“You just want to send humans into the shadow world. But I wish those people could learn how to survive in the shadow world. I want them to be able to thrive in the shadow world.” Gao Ming described his ideal future.
“Even monsters can’t get used to life here, but humans can?! It’s better to feed them to the shadows.”
“If you really think that’s true, you wouldn’t so much effort trapping these villagers and kids.” After experiencing the blind man’s memory, he knew the man still had kindness in his heart planted there by the bamboo mother. “Your heart has resonated with me. Perhaps you can first move there and get to know the other neighbours. If you think it won’t work, you can come back here.”
The big dog shook his head. He swallowed Gao Ming once, and his life was now tied to this strange human.
Due to that resonance, the big dog’s power couldn’t work on Gao Ming as well as better. Plus, he still had to look after so many villagers and kids. He couldn’t win the God of Flesh and Blood in a fight. Gao Ming looked like he had given him a choice but there was no choice.
“Fine.”
The big dog’s body spread. After swallowing all the humans, the shadow retreated. When Gao Ming retreated to the real world, only Wei Dayou and a dark death portrait remained. The picture of the dog was black and had no other colour. One could hardly tell there was a big dog hiding in the blackness.
Gao Ming turned the picture over and discovered the familiar handwriting.
“Family Portrait: They said I’m a dog but I know dogs have a happier life than me. But even if I can’t see or hear, I will survive because I need to take care of mom.”
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