There's definitely something wrong with this murder mystery game-Chapter 970 - 781: Dark Goals_2

Xu Shuo didn’t comment, and upon noticing that the white tentacles at the doorway hadn’t yet spread further, he stepped back a few paces, grabbed Pei Sheng’s arm, and began briskly walking out of the corridor.

But just as he reached the corner of the corridor.

As if sensing something, Xu Shuo suddenly turned around and looked back, only to see the struggling monster abruptly break free from the confines of the doorway!

Like a dam bursting in an instant, the monsters thrashed their limbs chaotically, twisting on the floor, crawling on the walls, and charging madly toward them!

"Ahhhhhh——"

Pei Sheng let out a scream that could rival a frightened girl.

He felt like he was watching a horde of ghosts crawling toward them!

Xu Shuo yanked him behind, and with a swift hand gesture, released several small paper men while channeling his spiritual power to erect a protective barrier.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

In the next instant.

Countless monsters clung to the barrier directly in front of them, writhing frenziedly outside the transparent shield, pounding against it one after another, and within moments, they were completely surrounded—pale monsters oozing suffocating darkness flooded them from every direction.

Right now, even to think of escaping.

It seemed impossible to find a way to move.

Pei Sheng, shaking uncontrollably, muttered, "So why didn’t we just run the moment we stepped out earlier?"

Xu Shuo frowned slightly.

While commanding the paper men to accelerate their array drawing, he replied, "Running earlier might have provoked the monsters even more."

"But from what I saw, they hadn’t even come out of the door yet..."

"And just now, they also didn’t seem this insane." freēwēbηovel.c૦m

"That’s true..."

Pei Sheng murmured in confusion.

Because back when he was still in Exhibition Hall 101, although the monsters steadily increased in number, drew closer, and stared at him with increasingly sinister and eerie eyes.

They were, at least to some extent, still somewhat restrained.

At least not like now.

Suddenly going berserk—the madness bordering on deranged, shockingly grotesque behavior had terrified him to the point where he still hadn’t recovered.

At this moment, one of the paper men finally completed drawing a magical array.

Xu Shuo withdrew the protective barrier made of spiritual power, his expression showing faint pallor, his already refined and elegant features appearing even more delicate.

Pei Sheng quickly noticed his condition: "Are you okay? Was the barrier you used just now your superpower? If you use it too much, does it drain your spiritual energy or something?"

"You have quite the imagination."

Xu Shuo chuckled lightly, as he turned his hand and summoned a dark green Bamboo Joint Cane, the stored "Radiance" power gradually transferring into the cane.

Pei Sheng’s eyes widened: "You just conjured stuff out of thin air! How is this not a superpower!?"

"Alright, just stay here and don’t move. Wait for me," Xu Shuo said, pointing to the circle formed by the small paper men.

"Taking advantage of me?" Pei Sheng raised an eyebrow.

"You were the one who just called me your parent."

"..."

Pei Sheng was instantly speechless.

He watched as Xu Shuo raised the cane in a striking pose, brilliant golden light slowly shimmering on the dark green shaft, before forcefully swinging it with a sudden motion!

Boom!

A crescent-shaped arc of golden light exploded into the group of monsters, instantly clearing space for them to move.

Pei Sheng’s eyes sparkled with admiration.

Superpowers are just awesome!

The radiant glow illuminated the pitch-black exhibition hall, casting countless distorted shadows upon the walls.

The door of Exhibition Hall 101, only half a meter wide, was now being continuously flooded by countless monsters squeezing through, resembling a relentless deluge rushing toward them.

Although the monsters weren’t particularly powerful, they seemed endless in number.

Originally, Xu Shuo planned to create a gap and send Pei Sheng out of here first.

However, the sheer multitude of monsters and their frenzied movements made retreat almost impossible; even trying to move a few steps toward the corner of the corridor had become challenging.

And as the monsters massacred grew more numerous.

The darkness spreading across the corridor intensified.

Before they realized it, the walls and floor of the entire corridor had turned pitch black—not just like they were covered in dark wallpaper, but permeated by a sticky substance that slowly wriggled like a slug.

Sometimes, stepping on it by accident would produce an odd slimy texture underneath the soles, along with a nauseating squelching sound.

It felt like stepping on chewing gum, lifting your shoe only to find it threading into gooey strands.

And the threads even spread upward as if alive, creeping onto the shoe.

"Holy crap! Holy crap, this stuff is moving!"

Pei Sheng jumped around in panic.

Just then, a little white paper man ran over, leapt onto his shoe, and latched onto the creeping darkness.

Once the darkness was consumed, the now-blackened paper man swayed unsteadily before jumping down and collapsing on the floor, where it was engulfed by the corridor’s black sludge, repeating the cycle.

Watching this scene, Pei Sheng suddenly felt deeply touched.

"They’re so full of spirituality.

Could these be the legendary Shikigami?

"Shuo, do these paper men have names? Once I escape, I’ll definitely set up a memorial for them and properly venerate them!"

"My grandmother told me, anything with spirituality absolutely must be—"

"So can you just quiet down?"

Xu Shuo walked back over and said with exasperation.

Pei Sheng looked up at him in surprise: "I’m scared when I don’t talk, but... wait, did you already finish fighting the monsters?"

As he raised his head to glance, he saw countless monsters still surging toward them, crashing repeatedly against the transparent barrier, twisting grotesque mouths filled with fangs as they bit at the shield.

The sight gave Pei Sheng goosebumps all over.

Xu Shuo let out a long sigh: "I’m too exhausted from fighting. Let’s pause for a bit. I..."

Before he could finish.

All of a sudden.

Xu Shuo froze.

Unbidden, an inexplicable sense of agitation surged within him, compelling him to grip the cane tightly, as restless emotions brewed dangerously, ready to erupt in destruction.

Pei Sheng initially puzzled over his unfinished sentence.

But when he looked over, the sudden change in Xu Shuo’s expression—an unsettling look in his eyes—made Pei Sheng instinctively step back and adopt a defensive posture.

Pei Sheng reacted this way.

Because every time Xu Shuo’s mood grew irritable.

His gaze carried an eerie, chilling quality.

Even though his outward mannerisms and expression had always been composed, any fluctuation in emotion layered that same calmness with an unnerving danger.

He wouldn’t overtly display anger.

He would simply watch you silently.

Before acting subtly—but decisively.

"You... wouldn’t actually hit me just because I talk too much, right?" Pei Sheng asked nervously.

"Obvious, isn’t it?" Xu Shuo replied, staring at him.

"Very... very obvious."

That confirmed it. Something was definitely wrong.

Xu Shuo pressed his hand against his forehead in irritation, choosing not to speak as he turned back toward the horde of monsters, the dark green Bamboo Joint Cane in his hand suddenly emanating dazzling brilliance.

The power seemed wholly unfettered.

Yet it carried no forceful arrogance.

The ensuing explosion remained oppressively calm, yet stirred a terrifying sense of suppressed, hysteria-driven wrath.

Resplendent golden light surged, engulfing the hallway!

The excessively dazzling white glow flared, prompting Pei Sheng to quickly shield his eyes with his arm.

When he looked again.

The monsters in the corridor had completely vanished.

The bright blue walls were exposed once more, while the young man leaned slightly against the wall, hand resting against his forehead, his lowered black hair concealing his expression, though his elegant features had gone pale.

Pei Sheng froze momentarily.

But the respite they’d gained lasted no more than a few seconds.

The darkness began creeping back once again.

And more monsters poured out from Exhibition Hall 101, their pale forms flooding into the corridor.

One after another, their numbers multiplied.

"Huh? My little paper men are gone?"

Pei Sheng instinctively glanced down, intending to check for the protective circle or paper men, but all he saw was empty floor space!

And the monsters were charging straight toward them!

Oh...

But none of them seemed to be targeting him?

"Shuo, look! These monsters! They’re back!"

Xu Shuo snapped out of his daze at the sound.

He looked over toward Pei Sheng.

Then, as he walked over, he released a new wave of paper men and casually swung his hand back, unleashing an explosion of light that obliterated a monster attempting to lunge at them.

The paper men that had disappeared due to the surge in spiritual power resumed their tasks, painstakingly drawing in the gluey mess-strewn ground.

"Shuo, what happened to you earlier?" Pei Sheng asked hurriedly.

"Nothing..."

Xu Shuo frowned.

He quelled some of his agitation, but at that moment, the Bride communicated a small report through their contract sigil.

Xu Shuo paused.

Taking out his phone, he checked the time.

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