163: Chapter 163 Chen Mo's Plan

"Hehehe! Are you all hiding? Are you trying to stall for time?"

"Don't you know that when my brother appears, you will suffer an even more terrifying hunt?"

"Just obediently become my artwork. I will gently shave off your hair, wash you clean, and turn you into wax figures."

"I will tie you up with iron chains, first brush a layer of lubricant on your bodies, then spray you with wax mist. You will sit on a spinning chair and feel the fragrance of the wax oil."

"After that, you will slowly turn into wax figures—the kind that fits perfectly."

"At the beginning, you might feel a bit uncomfortable, but after a while, you will feel incredibly comfortable."

"As long as you scratch your face a little, it will be as easy as peeling off wall plaster, and inside will be a mixture of flesh and wax oil."

Hearing The Artist's detailed description of how to turn living people into wax figures step by step, everyone felt their skin crawl.

Their Mental Value dropped again at this moment.

The Artist spread his arms and strode along the silent street as if showing off.

"You can't escape! My eyes are everywhere, and I can smell human scent!"

Forbidden Young Master and Patient were hiding in a shop nearby.

This was their first time seeing a dungeon BOSS; the BOSSes they had cleared in previous dungeons were all ghosts and monsters.

But for some reason, seeing this kind of deranged lunatic made them feel even more terrified.

"Hehehe, found one!"

The Artist narrowed his eyes, suddenly reached out, and punched through the glass of the shop next door.

With a "Bang!", he pulled out a Toad Man wax figure from inside.

The Toad Man struggled desperately in his hand, opened its toad mouth, and screamed, "It's not me! I'm not the person you're looking for! Croak!"

"What?" The Artist was suddenly stunned.

At this moment, he actually saw something different in the Toad Man's eyes.

In those two dark, round eyeballs of the other party, there seemed to be a little girl hiding?

Before he could react, the Toad Man suddenly let out a loud cry.

It croaked wildly.

More than a dozen wax figures on the street all rushed towards him in unison.

They pinned him to the ground with punches and kicks. A pig-headed wax figure pressed directly onto his waist, making him unable to move at all.

And the Toad Man wax figure was gripping his throat tightly.

Behind them stood an old woman with a cigarette in her mouth. While smoking, she gripped a newspaper tightly and struck his buttocks fiercely.

"Are you all crazy? I am your master!" The Artist screamed like a madman on the ground.

However, this group of wax figures ignored him entirely; instead, the Toad Man spat on his face.

"Pah! Our master is Lady Alice!"

"What kind of bullshit Alice?"

A little girl's soul emerged from behind the Toad Man, arms crossed, staring at The Artist with a fierce expression.

She said, "I won't let you bully Daddy!"

"Daddy?" Upon hearing this word, veins instantly bulged on The Artist's forehead, and red light surged from his eyes.

Blood vessels all over his body bulged, as if he had entered a berserk state.

He drew the machete from his waist and swung it at the Toad Man's neck.

"Croak?"

The Toad Man only felt its neck go cold, and its round head instantly fell to the ground, rolling along the floor.

Soon, the yellow light in its eyes dissipated.

The lower body also wobbled and fell to the ground.

Chen Mo glanced at the time. They had stalled for about 5 minutes; Alice did a great job.

The Artist let out a roar, and intense Fear surged from his back, knocking all the surrounding wax figures away.

"Daddy!" Alice's soul instantly fled back, hiding on Chen Mo's shoulder alongside Pete, one on each side.

The people hiding in the darkness were all shocked to see this.

Chen Mo, this kid's item, could actually control wax figures?

Then, does that mean all the wax figures in this entire Wax Museum are actually their allies?

In fact, they would be disappointed.

Because although Alice could control dolls, her control range was limited; she could only control a dozen or so at most at the same time.

Moreover, after a controlled wax figure was destroyed, it required a certain cooldown time.

When a doll was destroyed, Alice would enter a timid state and would need to wait until she returned to a brave state before she could initiate control again.

"Timid mice, come out!" The Artist roared into the darkness.

Fear surged towards them again like a tide, making everyone feel somewhat breathless.

However, Chen Mo was not affected.

Instead, the fallen angel he held in his hand, the light at the tip of the wand, became increasingly bright.

It absorbed all of Chen Mo's own negative emotions like Fear and suppression, keeping him calm at all times.

"Lie down for a while!"

Chen Mo suddenly appeared behind the flag on the roof, and purple lightning condensed at the tip of the black wand in his hand.

Like a berserk dragon, it roared and shot out!

A pillar of purple light several meters thick instantly descended from the sky, completely engulfing and crushing The Artist's torso.

"Ah!——"

He opened his mouth to roar and fell to his knees.

The powerful magic power coming from his back made him feel almost suffocated.

The purple thunder swept along the ground, interfering with the wires of the surrounding shops, causing them to flicker crazily.

The merry-go-round not far away began to operate at this moment, the horses moving up and down as they turned.

The Artist couldn't block that terrifying, surging magic power at all, and his whole body collapsed onto the ground.

The ground began to cave in bit by bit.

Forbidden Young Master and Patient, hiding in the shadows, couldn't help but shiver, and actually took the initiative to pick up Little Fatty.

"Damn it! This guy named Chen Mo, why do I feel like he's even more terrifying than a ghost?"

"This! This! This! What kind of destructive power is this?!"

They hid behind the transparent glass, watching the terrifying purple thunder bloom in the air like a flower, and twist and spiral in the air like thin snakes.

Most importantly, black smoke was steaming from The Artist's entire body.

The heart-wrenching, extremely cruel roaring sound kept stimulating their brains.

It was hard to imagine what level of pain it would be to be struck by this terrifying power.

At this moment, looking at Chen Mo again, they felt Fear in their hearts and dared not underestimate this newcomer anymore.

As the purple light faded, looking at The Artist on the ground who was burned to a crisp, Chen Mo also took a sharp breath.

His figure couldn't hold up and he fell backward, but was supported by Pete and Alice.

"Daddy, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I just haven't recovered my level yet, and using items with a normal person's body is a bit hard to bear."

Seeing the few people behind the glass shop below showing looks of Fear, Chen Mo's goal had been achieved.

A preemptive strike to show off his strength, so that the ones on the other side would completely listen to him.

At the same time! Use the fallen angel to dismember The Artist.

Although he couldn't kill him, it was enough to stall for time.

The Artist's head fell off and kept jumping on the ground, trying to find its neck.

However, Jiang Xinyi and the others had already rushed out.

Lu Chengfeng kicked The Artist's head away directly.

Then, following Chen Mo's plan, Jiang Xinyi drew her dagger, taking advantage of the time while The Artist's body was repairing itself.

She cut off all of The Artist's limbs and distributed them to everyone.

Forbidden Young Master and Little Fatty each held a wriggling arm, passing them back and forth in Fear.

"You take this arm, holy crap! This arm can still move!"

"I'll take the leg, I'll take the leg! I'm not taking the arm."

After dividing up The Artist's limbs, everyone ran in different directions.

There were 3 minutes left until the brother ghost appeared.

The moon tells of longing, the stars speak of concern; with you at the Mid-Autumn Festival, it is complete. Wishing everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival in advance, and I will give readers four chapters tomorrow night. I don't know why, but what I had to say couldn't pass the review.