The sudden action by Gao Ming surprised the faceless figurine. Why would ‘God’ make a move for a few mere mortals?
The back building of Li San Hospital collapsed into the shadow world. It didn’t matter if Gods employed their power there. However, the world outside hadn’t been assimilated by the shadow world. If they were discovered by fate, both parties would be targeted by misfortune.
The mirror was shattered. Every piece showed Gao Ming’s face. In a few breaths, Gao Ming’s many faces faded away.
“Do you wish to attract tragedy?” A hoarse, male voice came from deep inside the mirror. For a moment, Gao Ming saw multiple faces before his eyes. This appeared to be the faceless figurine’s real voice.
“Why are you so scared? Aren’t we supposed to be the tragedy?”
Gao Ming’s fingers pierced into his skin. Eight arms with divine patterns reached out from his back. They surged into the mirror like eight dragons. The meat fragrance wafted about. The location where Gao Ming was began to turn into flesh and meat. Gao Ming wanted to swallow the entire building. There were many ways to handle an anomaly. Finding the source and resolving it was one, and killing the ghost behind the anomaly was another. Gao Ming’s solution was to utilise a bigger anomaly to consume the existing anomaly. If the world had only the anomalies created by Gao Ming, then, at least for Gao Ming, the world would have been normal.
The tentacles crawled into the mirror. The chains cut through the memories that were painstakingly collected by the faceless figurine.
Gao Ming was so fearless that he didn’t feel like a good person. He didn’t handle the memories of living with delicateness. He was not a bad person because he fought the mud figurine for a few living humans.
The faceless figurine had considered many prospects, but he never thought Gao Ming would choose direct aggression. To be frank, the figurine didn’t ask for much. It just hoped that Gao Ming wouldn’t disturb him. If his disciples could kill the people chosen by Gao Ming, these few neighbourhoods would be his territory in the future. He didn’t think the other party would be resistant to such a simple request.
“The God in the flesh has been fooled by a human. Idiots, you will pay for this.” The human faces in the mirror cracked and disappeared. The faith and memories the faceless figurine had collected were stolen by the God of Flesh and Blood. As it saw its treasure being consumed by the God of Flesh and Blood, the faceless figurine couldn’t stand it anymore. Even if the risk of being discovered by fate was there, it had to fight back.
Deep inside the neighbourhood, cracks appeared on a mud figurine. Thick and viscous presence of death leaked out of the cracks. The bugs hidden inside the room were killed instantly. They shrivelled into dry corpses. The wild grass around the home wilted from the roots. This was a power that didn’t belong in reality. It came from the shadow.
“The flesh room is not your resentment room! That torture room is your real resentment room!” The realisation came too late for the faceless figurine. The chains warped around its body. The chains dragged it forward!
With the scythe of fate in his hand, Gao Ming and the God of Flesh and Blood did the same action. However, just as Gao Ming was about to drag the faceless figurine into his torture room, the presence of death that surrounded the faceless figurine exploded.
It wanted to actively grab fate’s attention. Instead of being consumed by Gao Ming, it would rather die with Gao Ming.
“You can’t escape from violating fate’s rules!”
Death intertwined with shadow to form a spreading illusion of the world.
Deep inside the black mist, a pair of bloody red eyes slowly opened to stare at Gao Ming and the faceless figurine.
Gao Ming was familiar with this scene. He had seen it on Ah Fang. As the residual will of the shadow world, Ah Fang easily garnered the attention of twelve gazes. Despite putting everything on the line, the faceless figurine only managed to awaken one pair of gazes.
The black room churned. Gao Ming gritted his teeth as he tried to pull the faceless figurine into the torture room. He raised his head for the first time to look at the pair of eyes.
Deep in the mist, inside the bloodred city, the eyes seemed to represent the rules of all the horror stories.
“Is that fate? Is the fate of everyone at Han Hai decided by that gaze?”