Chapter 55 - 58 Death Curse Part 8
55: Chapter 58: Death Curse (Part 8)
55: Chapter 58: Death Curse (Part 8)
The sky was overcast with dark clouds, and scattered puddles had formed on the narrow alleyway, with the streetlights flickering as if there were a loose connection.
The wooden two-story residence at number four, Third District, was concealed in the dim shadows of the trees, with not a single ray of light to be seen.
“Woo woo—”
Ghastly sounds emerged in the alley, like the moans of aggrieved spirits and the wails of fierce ghosts.
“…” Stack Soldier silently turned his head to look in the direction of the music, “That, can you turn off the music?”
“Sorry, I was just trying to set the mood.” Li Cheng, dressed in his Daoist robe from Mount Mao, complied amicably, putting away the portable speaker that was playing eerie background music into his Backpack, continuing to stare solemnly at the haunted house.
Stack Soldier sighed powerlessly in his heart, somewhat regretting why he had agreed to join Ant for a nighttime exploration of the ghost house.
Death Curse wasn’t a ghost with individual will in the usual sense, but rather like an extremely intense, self-awareness-lacking malice.
It couldn’t communicate, had no clear targets for vengeance or feelings of love and hate, and would only blindly attack any living person contaminated by the Death Curse indiscriminately.
In such a situation, whether players hid in the deserted deep mountains or stood shouting “I am a paratrooper” in a bustling street to attract the public’s gaze, the chances of being attacked were the same.