Mysterious country

Although he only wanted to sleep for a short while, Xia Qi seriously underestimated the quality of his sleep. Fortunately, Wang Chang rushed into the dormitory yelling in the middle, which made him wake up suddenly.

"Boss...help me...the red line on my head is starting to turn black..."

Wang Chang cried and begged with tears running down his nose. Xia Qi looked at him in confusion, then raised his wrist and subconsciously glanced at the time on the honor watch. What surprised him was that the time was unknown. It was 9pm when I woke up.

Leng Yue still stood upright in front of the window, with a hint of worry on her handsome face, her eyes never leaving the evil ghost hanging on the blood-colored spider web in the distance.

"Boss...all our people are dead...only six of us are left."

Wang Chang was still crying in front of Xia Qi. Xia Qi rubbed his temples. It was only then that he glanced at Wang Chang and found that the blood-colored spider silk on Wang Chang's head was indeed slowly being swallowed by black.

Come to think of it, if Wang Chang hadn't really had no other choice, he wouldn't have suddenly barged in to look for him.

"Come here and lower your head."

After Zhang Tou's incident, Xia Qi's mentality changed somewhat. At this time, he signaled Wang Chang to come closer, and then he tried to grab the spider silk on Wang Chang's head.

After tugging hard, the spider silk was unimaginably hard, and because it was so thin, it was also very sharp.

"No, there's no way to break it."

Xia Qi tried several times, but was unable to do anything about the spider silk. Not only that, it also caused Wang Chang a lot of pain in the process. After all, the spider silk was connected to Wang Chang's head. Unless he pulled Wang Chang's head, Come down, otherwise there is no way to separate the spider silk.

Seeing that Xia Xia Qi's many attempts were unsuccessful, Wang Chang, who originally had a glimmer of hope, suddenly felt like a deflated ball. His eyes, filled with a strong desire to survive, immediately became gray and hollow.

The blood-colored spider silk obviously cannot be broken by brute force. Xia Qi and Leng Yue have no choice now, unless Wang Chang can persist until the end of their cold energy freezing period.

But looking at the speed of the black spreading on the spider silk, it was obvious that Wang Chang had no time to wait any longer.

Outside the door of the dormitory, several more prisoners appeared at this time, and the spider threads on these people's heads undoubtedly changed in color.

A total of six prisoners fell to their knees as soon as they came in, kowtowing repeatedly to apologize to Xia Qi, asking Xia Qi to forgive them for their previous impulsiveness.

But in fact, their purpose of doing this was the same as Wang Chang's, hoping that Xia Qi could save them now.

But even if Xia Qi can ignore the past grudges, he still doesn't have the ability to save them now.

"I can't save you."

Xia Qi's somewhat feeble words were almost tantamount to a death sentence for several of them.

After hearing this, the six prisoners all opened their eyes in despair. Each of their gazes full of longing for life fell accurately on Xia Qi's sight.

After these people experienced the cruel existence in the darkness of Heitian Prison, and after witnessing prisoners disappearing one after another before their eyes, they were still desperate for survival.

After they came here, they lost their relatives, friends, lovers, and even their freedom. Perhaps for the people here, life is the only thing left to them in this world.

It is the only existence they can cherish.

The prisoners all became quiet, but Xia Qi could clearly see the tears on their faces. These were regarded as the source of evil in the past and were regarded as the most dangerous type of people. When facing death, They are actually no different from ordinary people.

They lowered their heads, not knowing whether they had lost it in despair, or whether they were taking a look at the memories they had cherished before the final period came.

In the prison, the sentries used to monitor the prisoners' every move have now become empty frames without people.

The prison guards were nowhere to be seen. It was unclear whether the survivors were huddled in the dormitory building opposite, or whether there were no survivors.

Below, you can still see a few sporadic prisoners, like unconscious zombies, who don't know where to go and are echoing nearby based on instinct.

Leng Yue watched them desperately flee, also watched them despairingly accept their fate, and then witnessed them evaporate from this world one by one.

Emotions can be contagious. Even people like Leng Yue and Xia Qi, who have long been accustomed to death, are still traumatized by the prisoners' material despair when faced with such an environment. hole.

And these negative emotions will undoubtedly become the best and most delicious nourishment for the evil ghost. Not only can it obtain its own spirit, but it can also make it stronger than before.

Time still slips away ruthlessly in the dead silence.

The black on Wang Chang's head finally came to an end. At the end of his life, Wang Chang suddenly raised his head and laughed sadly at Xia Qi.

Until the others had disappeared, but his laughter was still extremely harsh.

That was ridicule. Wang Chang was mocking him, mocking him for flaunting himself as supreme even though he clearly had no ability to save anyone.

Wang Chang thought he was a complete shameless liar.

But Xia Qi didn't care, because no matter whether he thought about rescuing these prisoners or not, he didn't have the ability to save anyone.

The most important thing is that it was the evil spirit that killed them, not him.

Although he proposed to kill all the prisoners before the evil spirits attacked them, he did not take action in the end. On the surface, he was compromising with Leng Yue, but in fact, only he knew that he had killed people before, but he was not a butcher.

In other words, he still cannot be cold-blooded towards life.

As Wang Chang disappeared, several other prisoners in the dormitory also evaporated in the dormitory not long after each other.

Xia Qi walked to the window, stood next to Leng Yue, and looked towards the spider web hung by the evil ghost at the far end. There, he saw Wang Chang and others, who were roaring miserably, and then were killed by the evil ghost. The long tongues shot out from the numerous mouths of the evil spirits penetrated, tore apart, and were eventually swallowed.

At this time, the blood-clothes once again erupted into a strange red light. The red light spread out and dyed the originally dark sky into blood-like red.

The dense spider silk covering the sky over the prison instantly became several times thicker.

The evil ghost began to move on the spider web, its purple eyes flashing with wisdom. Obviously, it had become a spiritual ghost now and no longer relied on instinct like before.

A large number of the spider webs, which became as thick as steel bars, began to break in the middle, and then smashed towards the survivors on the ground who were still lingering.

The survivors had their heads smashed, their bodies penetrated, or they were smashed into pulp.

There was a series of gradually amplifying roars above their heads. Both Xia Qi and Leng Yue sensed that something was wrong, so they fled out of the dormitory without thinking.

As soon as their front legs left, dozens of arrow-like spider threads penetrated the roof of the shed and crashed down densely.

After gaining consciousness, the evil spirit finally began its final cleanup.