Chapter 150: Evil Interpretation

Chapter 150: Evil Interpretation

These corpses were dead, but the shadow of death still haunted them.

It seems that the thrilling show has not yet ended.

Corrupted flesh and blood spilt onto the rusty props and the mouldy wooden floor in the crevices.

The scavengers had long since died; their shrivelled husks, densely packed, were moving on the filthy, foul-smelling slime.

The turbid and cold wind blows from a place beyond sight, silently depicting the face of a tyrant.

On the stage, the victims body was floating, with his head down and his face obscured. His toes barely touched the ground as if he were suspended by something invisible.

Seeing the scene in front of them, the three members of Jianglis team were stunned for a few seconds before taking out various tools and charms to eliminate whatever threat might pop up.

One of them hurriedly pulled out his pistol, loading it with a copper-clad bullet engraved with a simple spell.

Jiang Li squinted her eyes slightly, staring at the corpses on stage. Suddenly, something horrid flashed in her mindthe remains of memories she wished to forget. for new novels

Fingernails on a chalkboard, plastic foam rubbing against each other, a chilling electric drill

The noises were cacophonous in her ear, filling her with the desire to destroy.

She hurriedly shook her head. The residual influence of the Eclipse Societys evil ritual still haunts her. She waved a hand around herself, dispelling all kinds of evil impulses within her.

She hurriedly raised her head towards the stage; the three members, armed with special guns, had already approached the corpses.

Stop, dont touch them! she yelled.

Hearing the shout behind them, the three members immediately stopped and looked at Jiangli before taking a closer look at the corpses.

Seeing this, their hearts almost jumped out of their chests, and they couldnt help but take several steps back in fear.

The corpses turned their heads with treacherous smiles on their faces and bloodied tears running down their gouged-out eyes.

Although they no longer had eyes, a strange sense of desire lingered within them; the team members could clearly feel the evil and dirty emotions that brewed within their minds.

At this moment, a dazzling blue stream of light pierced through the darkness like an arrow, and a great lance was nailed to the stage between the three of them and the corpse. Light gleamed from the lance, covering the stage in the cold, comforting light of an aurora.

Just as she was about to investigate the relic left behind at the 8 oclock position, the auditorium doors were pushed open, and An Qings group arrived

Before entering, An Qing could sense countless, formless whispers fleeing the auditorium and asked Du Sixian if she wanted to enter.

Before this, she would refuse, but now that shes an official Night Division member, she has nothing to be afraid of! She walked into the auditorium with great strides.

Only to run out of the auditorium with a green look on her face, vomiting all over the overgrown weeds.

An Qing hurriedly walked over to Jiangli and clasped her arm, whispering, Are you sure it was done by someone from the Eclipse Society?

Im sure.

Looking around the hall, An Qing furrowed her eyebrows. I hope its not what I think it is.

It is, she solemnly nodded. A gathering of unformed whispers and apparitions, waiting for an evil ritual to form them into a full-fledged urban legend, like yeast added to the wine. Given enough time, they might have

Although An Qing wasnt familiar with the evil rituals of the Eclipse Society, she knew how serious they were judging by Jianglis tone: Is there a way we can find whoever created this?

No. Whoever made this ritual is gone for at least a week. I can barely feel the residual psychic energies here.

What about that goat horn? An Qing pointed. Maybe I can let Gu Xiliu try with that thing in your hand?

I suppose, she reluctantly nodded.

Jiangli continued to talk with An Qing, and Hua came over after investigating the corpses.

Miss, according to the characteristics of the victims, I can confirm their identities: the first was a senior student who went missing on the 27th of last month; the second was an employee; the third was a taxi driver, and he had just recently died. The rest of the corpses are too old or rotten to be identifiable.

Du Sixian rushed out of the auditorium and emptied the contents of her stomach onto the weeds.

When she regained her composure, she looked around from the corner of her eye, stroked the porcelain plate hidden under her clothes with one hand, and narrowed her eyes slightly.

She wanted to vomit when she saw those horrible, rotten corpses, but at the same time, she took this opportunity to get out of sight to dispose of the porcelain plate.

Du Sixian tiptoed over the railing, took out the porcelain plate, and threw it straight towards the forest ahead.

The white porcelain dish drew an arc in the air and fell into the middle of the dense forest before rolling away and disappearing out of sight.