Era of Magic and Martial Arts

Feng Ju was burning with anxiety, wishing he could rush down immediately to rescue his daughter, but the special envoy’s words just now were like a thorn, piercing deeply into his heart, forcing him to weigh the pros and cons.

His inner self was struggling, as if torn into two halves: one side rationally dissuading, the other side driven by the instinct of fatherly love.

Suddenly, his blood-red eyes widened violently, and he let out a spiritually inspired low growl:

"Mask! Mask also went inside, chase—!"

Before he finished speaking, Feng Ju had already flipped and leapt off the podium, charging straight towards the entrance of the sewer that had been blown open, like a wild beast out of control.

At the same time, Dong Ping and several constables pushed their way against the panicked crowd, rushing into the campus, speeding in the same direction.

The special agent’s face instantly stiffened, his eyes icy cold: "..."

He stared at the frenzied back, a sense of absurdity surged in his heart.

I asked you to keep an eye on Mask, is this how you do it?

Blatantly lying to me, in the sewer there are only one woman and seven monsters, how come I didn’t see Mask following in, unless, you’re implying... your daughter is Mask?

The special envoy’s throat moved slightly, emitting a creepy cold laugh:

"Turns out to be an ungrateful white-eyed wolf... hmph—, great!"

......

Cuicui clutched her mouth tightly with one hand, her voice trembling and fearful: "Is Yuhuai...still alive?"

Zhang Liyou’s heart was surging with complicated emotions.

She so desperately hoped that Feng Yuhuai had already become part of that lump of flesh, completely vanished from this world.

But she knew better than anyone that Feng Yuhuai wasn’t an ordinary person, she was also a cannibalistic monster!

And how could a monster be easily killed by other monsters?

"But perhaps... Feng Yuhuai might get injured?"

This thought flashed through her mind, tinged with a hint of luck and hope.

She took a deep breath, the bloody scent in the icy air filled her chest, a cold determination flashed in her eyes, she suddenly turned towards Cuicui:

"Cuicui, I’m going after Yuhuai! Don’t just stand there, quickly escape from the school! Remember, don’t come back anytime soon!"

After speaking, Zhang Liyou rushed out without waiting for Cuicui’s response.

Cuicui was stunned for a moment, how could she be at ease letting Zhang Liyou go alone to rescue Yuhuai?

She gritted her teeth, immediately started running, hurriedly following her.

Zhang Liyou noticed the commotion behind her, furrowing her brows, an irritated look appeared on her face:

"Why are you following me? Didn’t I tell you to escape? Cuicui, don’t...."

Cuicui stubbornly interrupted Zhang Liyou, her voice shaky yet incredibly firm:

"Li You, I can’t let you go alone! Yuhuai is also my friend, I can’t leave you two alone, plus, I need to find Xiaojuan...."

Zhang Liyou squeezed through the chaotic crowd with effort, cautiously avoiding a creature waving a camera pole, stepped into the slimy blood pit, the sticky sensation made her stomach churn with nausea.

She resisted the urge to vomit, wanting to turn back and persuade Cuicui one last time, but then she heard Cuicui’s hoarse and trembling voice say:

"Among those monsters chasing Yuhuai, one had an old piece of clothing wrapped around its neck. Although it was filthy from the sewage, I recognized it—that was the nightgown Xiaojuan was wearing the night she disappeared.

Xiaojuan might just be..."

Zhang Liyou’s face instantly darkened, her lips quivered slightly, the words at the tip of her tongue swallowed back down her throat.

Her eyes turned ice-cold, with clenched teeth she said harshly:

"Cuicui, when we get down there, you must listen to me completely. Because there’s something I haven’t told you... in fact, Xiaojuan is..."

As she spoke, Zhang Liyou reached out to pull away the twisted corpse hanging by the edge of the pit, then without hesitation, leapt into the pitch-black hole.

Cuicui stood there, her heart pounding like a drum, she gritted her teeth, took a deep breath, and followed suit, jumping down.

Luo Ji watched as a group of constables and two female students jumped into the sewer one after another, initially feeling tempted to turn back, but then found courage reignited.

"Fortune favors the bold, the greater the risk, the greater the wealth!"

Luo Ji quickly circled around, slid down close to the blood pit, and entered the sewer directly.

....

The girls’ dormitory hallway seemed unusually quiet at the moment, in stark contrast to the chaos outside.

The crowd had long fled outside, anyone with even a bit of sense dared not stay inside any longer.

Everyone feared what if some monster barged in and swept the building.

The corridor was empty, only a few doors not properly closed swayed gently in the wind, producing eerie creaking sounds.

Dim light spilled down from the ceiling, casting patchy shadows on the floor, in the restroom, an untightened faucet dripped rhythmically.

Clap clap clap—

The assistant desperately slapped the female doctor’s face, the crisp sound of palm against cheek piercingly loud.

The female doctor finally woke from her stupor, the two looked at each other with tearful eyes, emotions intertwining in silence as if silently communicating:

"Why did you wake me up? Wouldn’t it be better to let me die in my dream..."

"But reality is a nightmare... I dare not face it alone..."

After a moment of silence, the two got up in unison, dragging their heavy steps towards the restroom at the corner.

Their low murmurs echoed in the hallway, despair and struggle tinged every word:

"The show started way too early, we’re doomed this time..."

"Something must have gone wrong somewhere... if we could find out why the senior sisters rioted early, perhaps... there might be a slight chance for rescue?"

"Right, the senior sisters are usually so obedient, someone must have provoked them... we need to find that person..."

They spoke words even they didn’t quite believe, attempting to numb their fear with such talks.

After quickly turning into the restroom, the two squatted down, their hands trembling as they fumbled along the floor, hastily prying open a loose tile, revealing a black hole winding downwards.

The female doctor and the assistant, nerves taut, focused on the hole before them, exchanged a glance and nodded.

Then, one after the other, they leapt into the black hole without a second thought.

Their attention completely on themselves, they were completely oblivious to the man quietly standing in the farthest cubicle of the restroom.

The man stood there like a wax statue, exuding an eerie chill.

If anyone could see this right now, they’d be scared out of their wits by the sight before them.

The man’s face was distorting and deforming in a bizarre manner, as if the bones under the skin were silently reshaping.

His skin endlessly rising and writhing, initially, his cheekbones slowly rose, as if pushed up by an invisible hand from within, then the jawbone began to contract, becoming sharp and narrow.

The nasal bone, like clay being kneaded, reshaped into another form, at times tall, at times collapsed, until fixed into shape.

The most horrific were his eyes—the sockets sunken, the contours constantly shifting, the eyeballs repositioning themselves as if searching for the perfect spot to settle.

The entire process was silent, save for the mutating flesh and bones moving soundlessly.

Finally, when everything stopped, the man’s face had completely transformed into another visage, only the pair of Hook Jade pupils in their rotation, evil and unchanged as ever.

"The girls’ restroom, you can hear so many secrets, truly didn’t disappoint, hehe—"

The man listened to the sound of two heavy objects falling outside the door, the corners of his mouth curling into a dangerous arc.