164: Chapter 164, First Stage

The Artist's head stood back up and hopped along the ground, trying to chase after his limbs.

Jiang Xinyi drew her dagger and stabbed it through his skull again; the pale blade pierced through the back of The Artist's head and the tip emerged from his forehead.

Blood dripped slowly from the tip of the blade.

She pulled out the dagger.

Staring at the large hole in the center of his forehead, he screamed there.

"Pain! So painful! My brain is going to be torn apart!"

His palm curled, gripping Little Fatty's neck, and Little Fatty's legs kicked wildly in the air.

Suspended in the air by The Artist's hand, they slowly drifted upward.

Seeing this, Forbidden Young Master waved his hand, gripped an iron sword, leaped up, and severed the five fingers of that detached hand.

Little Fatty was finally able to breathe and fell from the air.

Looking toward Xu Xiaoman on the side, she was currently holding a severed leg, trying her best to suppress it.

However, the severed leg was struggling and hopping on the ground, carrying Xu Xiaoman up and down as it bounced.

Chen Mo checked the time; there were 10 seconds left.

At this moment, The Artist's younger brother's pupils shrank, and a look of terror appeared in his eyes.

"Big brother is coming! I have to run away quickly!"

The limbs that everyone was holding in their arms suddenly erupted with immense Ghost Power, blasting everyone away.

Then, the legs slid rapidly along the ground and reconnected to the torso.

A slit suddenly opened in the back of The Artist's disheveled head, and a vertical pupil emerged from within.

It glared at Jiang Xinyi.

At that moment, the world Jiang Xinyi saw was blood-red; she fell to her knees, clutching her head and screaming in agony.

It was as if she saw countless red, overlapping images of herself.

The Artist's torso hurried over, picked up his head, and fled frantically.

He randomly dived into a wax figure, like a maggot finding a hole, and vanished in an instant.

Chen Mo's brain was also interfered with, and a scene suddenly appeared in his mind.

Jiang Xinyi was lying quietly on a wooden bed; Chen Mo approached her and reached out to check her breath.

Then, he discovered that there was no sound of inhaling or exhaling from her nostrils.

The scene ended abruptly, swirling and rotating frantically like a whirlpool in a drainage ditch.

Chen Mo gripped his wand tightly, and the negative emotions vanished in an instant.

Taking a deep breath, Chen Mo looked back toward Jiang Xinyi.

At this moment, the President had lost all her composure, clutching her head like a madwoman and rolling frantically on the ground.

Chen Mo came before her and placed the tip of his wand against Jiang Xinyi's forehead.

The invisible Cloaked Ghost crawled out from behind Chen Mo and opened its mouth to absorb Jiang Xinyi's negative emotions.

A few seconds later, Jiang Xinyi opened her eyes again, hiding her terror.

"President, are you okay?" Chen Mo reached out and pulled Jiang Xinyi up from the ground.

"I'm fine! Hurry and proceed with the plan; those wax figures have come to life again!"

Jiang Xinyi pointed to another group of wax figures not far away.

The bodies of those wax figures twitched, each twisting its neck and making "crack, crack" sounds.

Moreover, the sequence of resurrection was extending from the end of the road toward them.

This proved that the next ghost was closing in on them!

Chen Mo didn't speak; he raised one hand and made a fist gesture, signaling to everyone that Phase One was complete.

Proceed to the next phase.

"Hehehe! Weak little brother, you didn't even manage to get a single material tonight; it seems I, your big brother, have to show you how it's done."

A cold male voice suddenly appeared.

The head of a certain octopus-man wax figure twisted, and the dark red scar on its abdomen looked like a torn-open wound; a hand grabbed the edge of the disemboweled opening and climbed out from inside.

The big brother ghost, holding a shotgun and with a more robust build, appeared.

He had expected to enjoy a scene of players being chased by him and screaming at the top of their lungs.

However, the surroundings were terrifyingly quiet.

The road was empty; he could see nothing and hear nothing.

He couldn't even smell the scent of humans.

"Strange, where did everyone go?"

The Artist scratched his head and slowly passed by the entrance of a hardware store.

What he didn't notice was...

Just behind the transparent glass of the hardware store stood the wax figures of Chen Mo and the President.

When he passed by, the wax figures of Chen Mo and the President remained motionless.

But after he left, the wax figures of Chen Mo and the President both slanted their eyes to look at his back.

Watching The Artist, who was moving further away and traversing the street as freely as a ghost, Chen Mo and Jiang Xinyi both breathed a sigh of relief.

Chen Mo looked down at the modeling clay he was holding in his hand.

This was the item obtained earlier, the Wax Figure Transformation Modeling Clay.

As long as you hold this ball of modeling clay tightly, you can transform into a wax figure for 5 minutes.

It completely masks human scent, making it impossible for ghosts to find you.

But it is a consumable item and can only be used once!

Chen Mo had calculated everything: use this modeling clay to hide for 5 minutes, then have Xu Xiaoman knock him unconscious to hold out for another 5 minutes.

That would be just enough time to wait for Mother Ghost to appear!

However, Chen Mo still miscalculated one step.

Unable to find anyone, The Artist immediately entered a state of rage.

He gripped the shotgun in his hands and fired indiscriminately at his surroundings, flashes of gunfire bursting everywhere with "bang, bang" sounds.

He blasted all the surrounding tables, chairs, benches, and glass to pieces!

Seeing this, everyone transformed into wax figures looked terrified.

During the process of being a wax figure, once Fear arises, it causes the body to shake.

"Ah! —"

A shrill scream sounded instantly.

Chen Mo and the President both slanted their eyes to look at the clothing store not far away.

They saw The Artist walk happily into the clothing store with shattered glass, followed by the sound of something being smashed inside.

A few seconds later, everyone saw a bloody, mangled humanoid creature being dragged out of the clothing store by The Artist.

And that bloody corpse was wearing a striped Patient uniform!

The Artist licked his tongue, threw the Patient's corpse into the middle of the road, then picked up the blood-stained gunstock and smashed it onto the Patient's lifeless head.

One blow after another, flesh and blood splattered everywhere.

Chen Mo and Jiang Xinyi watched the whole thing without any reaction.

However, Xu Xiaoman and Su Qing closed their eyes, not daring to look at this cruel scene before them!

The Artist's goal was to make the players waver and expose their locations.

Seeing that it was almost smashed flat, The Artist finally stopped.

If he kept smashing, it would fall apart and couldn't be turned into a wax figure.

He snapped his fingers lightly, and a dinosaur-man nearby immediately ran over and dragged the Patient's corpse away.

"You, Young Master... I can't take it anymore!"

The cowardly voice instantly attracted The Artist.

He gripped his shotgun again and walked toward the shop where Chen Mo and the others were.