Xu Zisheng's pupils slightly contracted as he watched the drifting specter continuously changing positions while charging toward his direction.
The ghosts behind that white shadow were ferocious and eerie, their various forms ugly and terrifying, causing heart palpitations as they exuded a dreadful aura.
In this silent, dark late night, the bone-chilling sounds grew from distant to near, with pairs of crimson-glowing pupils densely flickering in the air.
A bad premonition suddenly arose in his heart.
Could that specter shadow be one of the players?
Was it perhaps one of the two official personnel he had suspected?
Or so other existence?
How could they be so careless?
Those patrolling ghosts were already powerful to begin with, and as ti passed, their mutation degree grew even deeper.
If he stepped forward to help now, it would be no different from delivering himself as a al.
Moreover, it wasn't certain whether that was actually a player—it might simply be a trap designed to lure people out.
If he were discovered by them, it would be no different from foolishly exposing himself to danger.
Remaining stationary was the optimal solution when facing the current situation.
In horror ga instances, most of the ti people only needed to be responsible for themselves. Only if they truly had spare capacity should they then choose whether to offer help.
In a world where moral boundaries had collapsed and no legal rules existed, simply maintaining one's original intentions without harming others was already beyond many people's capabilities.
However, while Xu Zisheng maintained the mindset of "if the enemy doesn't move, I don't move," that didn't an the white specter thought the sa way.
After changing directions multiple tis, its general trajectory was still heading toward the large tree where Xu Zisheng was hiding.
The white specter moved with extre lightness and rapid speed, occasionally summoning two tall shadows of indistinct form to block the pursuing ghosts.
But those ghosts were clearly completely dominated by their devouring desires, with foul, dreadful pus flowing everywhere.
The summoned shadows lasted less than three seconds before being torn to shreds by those tall, terrifying ghosts, then stuffed haphazardly into bottomless, sharp-toothed mouths.
The dim oil lamp swung wildly, the ghosts' crimson pupils clearly focused only on the frantically fleeing white shadow ahead.
They moved one after another, their squirming ugly bodies pressed tightly together, advancing rapidly like a rolling, tumbling garbage mountain.
With the Human Skin Cloak's concealnt effect active, he definitely wouldn't be discovered.
But if the other party really crashed straight into him, Xu Zisheng couldn't guarantee what would happen.
He could only start running directly, the residual Ghost Power within him surging wildly as he maximized the Human Skin Cloak's effectiveness, predicting the white specter's subsequent movent path.
"Boom—"
One of the chasing ghosts swung its withered, elongated arm, striking at the white specter's shadow from another direction.
The other party nimbly flipped in midair, dodging the ghost's attack.
Xu Zisheng predicted where the other would land and imdiately ran in the opposite direction.
But before one attack cycle ended, a tentacle covered in sharp barbs and thick, sticky fluid suddenly burst from underground, thrusting upward toward the white specter.
"Ah—"
A very sharp girl's scream echoed through the air, like a sonic attack, violently colliding with the dreadful tentacle.
An imnsely powerful force created gusts of fierce wind in the air, simultaneously sending the white figure flying outward.
"!"
Xu Zisheng tried to brake to the side, but it was clearly too late. The white specter seed to have radar, stubbornly crashing directly toward Xu Zisheng's location.
"Thud—"
Faintly, there seed to be the sound of several heads colliding, accompanied by very soft, subconscious cries of pain.
Xu Zisheng was knocked down by the sudden impact, half of the Human Skin Cloak flying up into the air.
And he took this opportunity to glimpse who was actually beneath the white cloak.
Just as he had guessed—it was one of the two official personnel he had previously suspected!
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