Weird Regulator

The visual field recovery progress has reached two-thirds.

It would be better not to uncover the black spots covering your eyes. That way at least you can have the psychological comfort of not being afraid of those who don't see them.

It just so happens that this world is designed to shove scary, terrifying, and frightening things in front of your eyes so that you can see them clearly and carefully.

Geng Haohao raised his arms in front of his chest, raised his head slightly and glanced down at the dining table less than half a meter away from him.

A headless ghost, with two pale, slender palms in the depths, pressed on both sides of a human head.

The black blood vessels under the loose skin are still squirming, and there seems to be blood flowing inside. As the force increases, the blood vessels bulge.

The head that looked exactly like his had most of its face covered by two hands, exerting pressure on both sides.

The short hair attached to the scalp is slowly parted from the middle, revealing a slender scalp line, and this line becomes wider and wider as the ghost hands separate...

Just by taking a look, Geng Haohao's heart stopped. He quickly closed his eyes and leaned towards Mo Lan.

His own head was in the hands of the ghost, ready to be opened like a watermelon. This scene was far more terrifying than he expected.

but……

Geng Haohao didn't know why, but when he saw his head, he unnaturally thought of Lu Chen.

Lu Chen was the first person to die in this mission. It is said that he saw his own head before he died...

This is definitely a bad omen.

"Ka...zi..."

The cracking sound that made one's hair stand on end was heard not only from the nearest one, but also from the entire dining area at the same time.

At the same time, Mo Lan, Geng Haohao, and Lu Jingting felt excruciating pain in their heads.

Starting from the top of the head, what those "head substitutes" pressed on the dining table experience, all affect themselves.

This method of killing is not unusual, but it is horrifying.

Compared with Geng Haohao, luckily neither Mo Lan nor Lu Jingting saw their heads being split open with their own eyes.

The nearest ghost to Moran was Lu Jingting's head, and what Lu Jingting saw was another "Geng Haohao".

A strand of hair fell from her forehead, and Mo Lan couldn't hold it anymore. She closed her fingers and a cold light flashed in her eyes.

The green beads that had been floating in the palm began to rotate automatically, emitting an even more dazzling and bright light, illuminating a large area for a while.

But the green light did not spread, and immediately shrank to about half a meter after only half a second, eventually forming an "ellipse"-shaped barrier.

"Run!"

The sinful object takes effect and the injury is suppressed.

Moran held his chest, crumpled the collar into a ball, and groaned softly while frowning.

"Take...take me away."

The cost of this bead is also immediate, causing unbearable pain to the user's body, as if a hand is pinching the heart.

With every extra second, the severe pain in the heart and the suffocation in the body become more intense.

The severe pain in Geng Haohao's and Lu Jingting's heads disappeared, and they immediately helped Mo Lan, who was walking in a disorderly manner, and fled forward.

The dining area at the end of this passage is dozens of meters long.

Originally, walking at a normal speed, it only took two or three minutes to reach the corridor.

But this is obviously not a normal situation. There are hundreds of ghosts outside looking at him, and Moran is suffering from the pain of sin inside.

Moran controlled the crime object, and no one dared to abandon her. Her mobility was greatly reduced, and her pace was much slower.

Lu Jingting saw it in her eyes and felt anxious in her heart. She looked longingly at the entrance of the corridor covered by the ghost tide, and her forehead began to sweat.

If he goes at the current speed, if he wants to go out, he is afraid that Moran will die of pain due to the price of sin.

"After thirty seconds, it will be used by Miss Lu..."

When she was worried, Moran suddenly spoke, dispelling her worries.

Fortunately, there are three of them in this group, and they can take turns controlling the beads to perform them continuously and delay the use time.

If calculated based on three people and thirty seconds, then when the number of uses of the sinful object is exhausted, it will be exactly one and a half minutes.

Time is still too tight...

Fortunately, the ghost waves in front of them seem to have a relatively simple killing method. They stopped the "breaking off the head" action after the sinful object took effect.

One by one, they sat in their original positions and "watched" the three clerks with their bare necks.

Although the attack has stopped, the pressure on the sinful object has not diminished at all. On the contrary, it has become stronger.

Moran was sweating like rain, the hair sticking to the sides of his face was wet with sweat, and his legs were shaking constantly.

The price of the sinful object has increased, which means that it is under greater pressure and has no choice but to further squeeze the user's body.

Thirty seconds, in this case, it finally came to an end.

As if putting aside a hot potato, Mo Lan quickly threw the green beads to Lu Jingting.

Before Lu Jingting reached out her hand, the beads automatically floated in front of her eyes.

After the right to use it once ended, her reaction was half a second too late, causing the barrier to disappear for a moment.

"ah!!!"

Almost at the same time, Mo Lan, Lu Jingting, and Geng Haohao screamed in unison, and the shouts broke through the entire second floor.

In just a blink of an eye, the ghost seized the opportunity.

A large amount of blood gushed out from the heads of the three people. Their scalps were suddenly torn, their long hair fell out, and their short hair was torn apart.

"Use the crime quickly!"

Moran's face was covered with blood. When he screamed a reminder, a green light enveloped him again, preventing further expansion of death.

No one has time to complain about Lu Jingting's slow reaction and the forced entry into the ghost tide without any rules. This sense of oppression has left them speechless.

Geng Haohao huddled behind the two women, panicking to the extreme, especially when he looked at Lu Jingting's trembling back.

"It's over, it's over...

Even if the three of us used up all the permissions of this sinful object, we wouldn't be able to reach the opposite corridor at all. "

At the current speed, it would take at least a minute and a half to reach the other side of the corridor, but this was absolutely impossible.

Even if Geng Haohao takes over the crime object later, he can only hold on for one minute at most. This 30-second time difference is enough for them to die without a burial place.

Thinking of this, he helplessly asked Moran for help again:

"Teacher Moran, you must have other crimes, right? We probably won't be able to succeed with this alone."

Lu Jingting was almost unable to hold on. She was showing signs of fainting due to the price of sin. She kept rolling her eyes. Now she was completely dragged forward by Mo Lan.

Moran, on the other hand, looked resolutely at the darkness ahead, where there was hope leading to the first floor.

"Yes, I have a way, don't worry."

Geng Haohao was still uneasy. He had been looking at the wave of ghosts in front of him. After receiving a response, he subconsciously glanced behind him.

This sight made his breath hitch, his mind went blank for a moment, and he couldn't help but curse.

Moran was attracted by him and turned back. His eyes were stunned and he secretly screamed, "It's bad."

I don’t know when, the ghost waves that had just passed by stood up from their chairs one after another.

But this time they stood up completely different from the last time. They actually faced the three clerks and bowed their bodies at 90 degrees.

"What's happening here……"

Just as Geng Haohao finished speaking, he saw Lu Jingting falling quickly from his sight!

A strong pulling force came from the floor, and the whole figure instantly lost balance and fell downwards.

The originally extremely hard floor she was stepping on turned into a piece of cement splashing with "spray" at this moment.

Change reality!

Lu Jingting didn't even scream, because she had already been tortured to the point of fainting from the price of sin.

On the black-gray cement floor, a hand grabbed her trouser leg and pulled it down hard.

Lu Jingting just disappeared from the sight of the two of them, but the bead shining with green light remained in place.

The softened cement floor immediately returned to its original hard texture.