Feast of villains

Bathed in the dim light of the white paper lantern, Kylena's figure walked past quickly.

This was a corridor full of twists and turns, and the air current brought about by her walking swayed the candle above her head.

As the light and shadow swayed, the rapid patter of footsteps and the echo superimposed, adding to the fear.

Kylena ran all the way, trying to find an exit.

In this weird space, the frightening smell in her nasal cavity became stronger and stronger as time went by, almost making her feel breathless.

Don't know what to expect.

But something is bound to happen…

Kylena knew very well that she was now hit by Nance's mental attack. If she could not find a way to break through this space in time, then she would only face death.

However.

The corridor beneath my feet stretched out endlessly, as if there was no end.

No matter how many turns she turned, she would always end up in an almost identical corridor again after the next turn.

Hanging on both sides of the corridor are the same white paper lanterns one after another, the lattice sliding doors one after another that look like they were copied and pasted, and the dolls with the same smiling faces one after another...

"Hehehehe~~"

These scary dolls are all making the same scary laughter, as if there are dead souls hiding in their bodies.

There was no color on Kylena's face, and her running steps became staggering.

Everything in the corridor looks depressed and strange under the light of white paper lanterns, full of nostalgia, loneliness and uncertainty.

At the critical point between familiarity and unfamiliarity, Kylena fell into an unprecedented panic.

My soul was being pulled, my head was swelling, and my body felt like it was being torn apart.

His vision became increasingly blurry, with countless double images appearing on everything he looked at, and a sound of laughter that was more eerie and terrifying than the other came from his ears.

"Hehehehe~~"

"Why should my sister be afraid of her sister..."

Countless dolls asked questions at the same time. Kylena felt her head tingling, and her body quickly surged with the urge to vent and destroy everything.

This is an early warning of the angry magic in the body.

She frowned and shook her head several times.

Gradually, her vision became much clearer, and she could see the surrounding scene clearly.

Twenty-centimeter-tall dolls filled the entire corridor, with no end in sight.

All the dolls have the same smiling face and wear the same kimono. They swing their arms from side to side and glide in with small steps.

"Hehehehe~~"

"Why should my sister be afraid of her sister..."

The laughter of hundreds of dolls, with a terrifying aura that directly strikes the soul, comes from hell to seek life.

The fear and flinching in Kylena's heart grew bigger and bigger.

At this moment, she couldn't even feel the anger. The power she relied on for survival was being withdrawn from her body, making her extremely fragile. Her limbs were almost paralyzed, and she felt a spasmodic pain.

Fear is invading, towards the mind and body...

"No--"

Kylena wailed heartbreakingly.

Driven by a strong desire to survive, she rushed towards the army of dolls in front of her, waving her palms.

With a sharp scream, the blade cut through the doll's body, making a sour sound like cutting glass.

Doll debris flew up.

However, the eerie laughter did not stop.

Countless dolls are still rushing towards her, their identical pale smiling faces covering Kylena's body like huge waves.

She began to have difficulty moving, her expression was ferocious, and her weak breathing was accompanied by painful moans.

This state lasted for about two minutes, and Kylena gritted her teeth and leaped up.

The blade under her fingernails was inserted into the wall. She avoided the dolls on the ground and crawled along the wall.

The other end of the blade was deeply embedded in the finger.

The heartbreaking pain from her fingers caused her to break out in cold sweat and her face was bloodless.

But she can't give up.

Either retreat and face death, or move forward to find a way to survive.

"Hey hey hey~"

Paper sliding doors, white lanterns, dolls, flickering lights, seemingly endless corridors... The scene after scene she saw before her eyes was broken, dislocated, deformed, and the colors were distorted... She was fascinated by every scene.

It feels both familiar and strange. It always feels like a scene I have experienced before, but I can't remember any details. It feels like I am in a never-ending nightmare.

In this absurd unrealistic world, the most vulnerable and fearful place in her heart was penetrated.

She was suffering extremely severe mental torture. Although it was not bloody or violent, the fear it spread approached the limit of what she could bear.

This was far more unbearable pain than physical pain. She didn’t know what she would encounter next and how long she could hold on. The only thing she could do was to pray to the gods who were supposed to be opposites in her heart...

Nance, who was in the sky above, looked down at the corridor below indifferently.

The destruction engine was running at high speed, rendering the scene he wanted to see in his mind frame by frame.

In this space, he is the omnipotent god, and any creature can only surrender under his feet.

"Hey hey hey~"

"Why should my sister be afraid of her sister..."

The life-threatening Sanskrit sound kept echoing in Kylena's ears, and an arm suddenly appeared in front of the wall.

"Damn it!"

Kylena was forced to stop and return to the floor.

Her panicked eyes fell on the wall. There was a sunspot-like origin in the wall that was constantly expanding, making her dizzy.

As the sunspot expanded, a huge bull's head and a sheep's head appeared inside, and long human arms stretched out on both sides of the wall.

The wall cracked.

Then a new head appeared. A woman with a pale face and tears in her eyes.

Kylena's face turned blue and her whole body started to tremble.

"Hey hey hey~"

The woman opened her bloodshot eyes and smiled eerily from her.

Later, Kylena heard many small sounds in her ears, the sound of clothes rubbing against each other, the sound of slippers mopping the floor...

Something is coming, but it's definitely not human footsteps, it's something else that doesn't exist in reality - it's coming step by step.

"Don't come over—"

Kylena held her head in pain.

While wailing, she bent down and vomited all of a sudden.

There isn't much in the stomach. After vomiting up the sticky brown liquid, all that comes out is gastric juice or air.

This method of vomiting was very laborious. Her whole body was in convulsions, and her stomach bag shrank to the size of a fist.

"So sad……"

Tears welled up in her eyes.

The few magic elements left in her body started to work like crazy, forcibly extending her life.

"No, I can't die here, I want to live..."

Dragging her shaky body and staggering steps, she walked forward with difficulty.

"Wow--"

Kylena froze on the spot.

The voice came from the end of the corridor, and the breeze blew over the body, bringing a chill.

Then, she saw the ground tilting, the walls reversing, and the space in the distance was like paper, being rolled up by an invisible hand.

The lantern was rolled up.

The paper sliding door was rolled up.

Countless dolls were rolled up.

This infinitely extending space was bent and folded by its owner.

"No, don't, let me go..."

Kylena turned around and ran back as fast as she could.

However, the speed of space rolling up was far beyond her imagination. In less than three seconds, she felt her body suddenly lightened and her whole body lost gravity.

She was still running in the corridor, but the space in her sight turned into a circular tube, and all her struggles were as futile as a tired running hamster in a hamster ball.