106: Chapter 106 Reincarnation Begins

(Current censorship is so strict that even slightly scary photos aren't allowed...)

Jennifer raised her cool eyes, which held a hint of worry.

"Be careful."

Qin Ming nodded slightly and turned to walk toward the cafeteria exit.

Men's restroom.

Qin Ming walked into the innermost stall and locked the door.

"Larry, are there any usable screens at the Grogue Valley Visitor Center?"

"Bzzzt... there's an abandoned vending machine... the screen still has power..."

"Take me there."

"As you command... my master..."

"Bzzzt—"

The next second.

The feeling of weightlessness suddenly vanished.

His feet were back on solid ground.

Qin Ming looked around.

He was standing in front of an abandoned vending machine with a screen flickering with static.

He was inside a wooden building located halfway up a mountain.

The air was thick with a heavy smell of mold and the scent of rotting old wood.

Grogue Valley Visitor Center.

It was raining heavily outside.

But in the lobby of the Visitor Center, an extremely bloody scene was unfolding.

Qin Ming did not immediately step out of the shadows.

In the center of the lobby.

Five young people—exactly the five from the photo.

But their current state was completely different from the laughing and chatting in the photo.

They were tied tightly to wooden pillars with coarse hemp ropes, rags stuffed in their mouths, their eyes filled with extreme fear and despair.

Five people.

In front of them.

Stood a burly man dressed in tattered miner's clothes.

The man wore an extremely terrifying pale clown mask on his face.

The masked man held a rusty pickaxe stained with dark red blood.

"Mmm-mmm!" one of the girls shook her head desperately, tears and snot covering her face.

The masked killer said nothing.

He was like an emotionless killing machine.

Slowly, he raised the fire axe in his hand.

*Squelch!*

The dull sound of a sharp blade splitting flesh and bone echoed through the lobby.

The first boy's head was split clean in two, red and white brain matter splashing onto the girl's face next to him.

The girl's eyes rolled back, and she fainted from fright.

But this did not stop the killer's movements.

He pulled out the fire axe and walked toward the second person.

*Squelch!*

*Squelch!*

No nonsense, no torture, just the purest, most efficient slaughter.

In just half a minute.

Five lives that were vibrant just moments ago had turned into five mangled corpses.

Blood dripped through the cracks in the wooden floor, gathering into a shocking pool of blood.

The masked killer shook the bits of flesh off his axe, turned around, and seemed ready to leave.

"Infinite cycle?"

A boy's voice, slightly youthful but cold without a trace of warmth, suddenly rang out in the empty, bloody lobby.

The masked killer stopped abruptly.

He turned his head, that pale clown mask staring intently at the shadows in the corner of the lobby.

Qin Ming slowly walked out from behind the vending machine, his hands casually shoved in his pockets.

"You kill them, and then everything resets, and you keep killing?" Qin Ming looked at the five gruesome corpses on the ground and tilted his head slightly. "So, what do the Wendigos around here eat?"

The masked killer clearly hadn't expected to see a little kid here.

But his brain, dominated by killing instincts, didn't bother to wonder why.

He slowly tightened his grip on the fire axe.

Heavy breathing sounds came through the slits of the mask.

The killer suddenly took heavy strides, charging toward Qin Ming with his axe raised.

His two-meter-tall burly frame carried an intense sense of pressure.

"Too slow."

Qin Ming stood his ground, not even showing any intention of dodging.

The masked killer reached Qin Ming.

He swung down hard at the boy's seemingly fragile head.

*Vroom—*

An extremely high-frequency vibration of magic power echoed in the air.

Specks of ethereal blue light converged frantically around Qin Ming.

Five brilliant swords, condensed entirely from pure magical power, appeared out of thin air.

[Brilliant Sword Circle Formation].

Automatic target seeking.

"call out! call out! call out!"

Three blinding blue lights tore through the air.

The speed was so fast that the masked killer couldn't react at all.

The first brilliant sword precisely pierced the killer's right wrist holding the axe.

The entire hand, along with the heavy fire axe, hit the ground with a thud.

The second brilliant sword pierced his left knee.

The third pierced his right ankle.

*Bang!*

The masked killer's massive body lost its support and fell heavily to its knees before Qin Ming, his knees shattering the wooden floorboards.

But he let out no scream of agony.

Even with his limbs disabled, he still tried to bite Qin Ming's leg like a wild beast.

"No sense of pain? Or controlled by some power?"

Qin Ming looked down at the killer kneeling before him.

He slowly raised his right hand.

The physical golden halo behind his head suddenly lit up.

"Then let's see what exactly you are."

Qin Ming swung his right hand violently.

The golden halo floating behind his head turned into a streak of light.

A piercing searing sound rang out.

The holy power of purification acted directly on the evil soul and body.

The masked killer finally let out an inhuman, shrill scream.

His pale clown mask melted rapidly under the high temperature of the holy light, revealing the nauseating face beneath.

"So it's just a puppet eroded by a curse."

Qin Ming sneered.

The halo swept past quickly.

*Crack!*

The masked killer's deformed head rolled to Qin Ming's feet.

The headless corpse collapsed.

Turning into a pool of foul-smelling black pus.

[Ding! Killed the Cursed Stitched Butcher.]

[Obtained Points: 15.]

[Current Total Points: 749.]

The system's cold, pleasant mechanical voice rang in his mind.

The corners of Qin Ming's mouth curled up slightly.

A good start.

Just then.

The five tragic corpses tied to the pillars suddenly underwent a bizarre transformation.

The wounds on their bodies began to heal at a visible rate.

The blood flowing on the ground quickly retracted into their bodies as if time were reversing.

In just over ten seconds.

The five young people who had been split apart suddenly opened their eyes and gasped for air.

They had come back to life.

"No! Don't kill me!"

The blonde girl screamed, her eyes full of lingering terror.

They seemed to retain the memories of being killed.

Watching this, Qin Ming's eyes flashed with a cold light.

"Sacrifices for an infinite cycle?"

Qin Ming stepped forward.

"Do you want to live?" Qin Ming looked at the girl, his tone flat.

The girl stared blankly at the strange boy in front of her and nodded mechanically.

"Then shut up."

Qin Ming flipped his hand, and an Anti-riot shotgun appeared in his grip.

*Clack.*

The crisp sound of chambering a round echoed in the Visitor Center.

Qin Ming looked up toward the deep, dark, snowy forest outside the Visitor Center.

Within the warning net of his Danger Perception.

Deep in the forest, dozens of pairs of eyes filled with extreme hunger and madness were locked onto this place.

It was an extremely primitive and tyrannical malice.

Long-limbed, hairless monkeys.

Smelling the blood, they had come.

Qin Ming gripped his gun and strode toward the door of the Visitor Center.

"Tonight, there is no cycle here."

"Only slaughter."

Qin Ming pushed open the wooden door, facing the swirling snow.

The hunt had begun.

Wendigo