187: Chapter 187

Everyone was hiding in the woods, watching the giant spider legs in the distance approaching them step by step.

Only Chen Mo and Lu Chengfeng had returned, and no one knew what had happened.

"We cannot defeat that guy; we are all going to die here." Forbidden Young Master crouched on the ground, clutching his head.

Little Fatty had already started digging the dirt, thinking that perhaps if he buried himself in the ground, the boss wouldn't discover him.

Xu Xiaoman, however, was unusually calm at this moment and walked up to Chen Mo.

She said, "Chen Mo, we will definitely be able to get out alive. Teacher Jiyin said so; we can get out alive!"

"She is an Astrologer, after all. She can predict fate and choose the best path."

Chen Mo leaned against a tree trunk, rubbing his temples.

"Xiaoman, although Teacher Jiyin is powerful and can predict fate, fate is also full of variables; what she calculates may not necessarily be accurate."

Upon hearing this, Xu Xiaoman showed a very angry expression.

She raised her hand, wanting to hit Chen Mo to make him sober up.

But in the end, she gently pressed her hand on Chen Mo's head and patted it.

"You have to believe in yourself; what Teacher Jiyin said is absolutely correct!"

Chen Mo did not believe that an Astrologer's ability could be so heaven-defying as to know exactly what would happen; that would be equivalent to clairvoyance.

He only believed in objective facts; at the moment, there was no way out to be found.

Props could delay things for a while, but that was just a delay.

He still had one skill card—'The One Who Loves to Enter Mirrors'—but it was limited to moving between mirrors within the dungeon.

"There is no place to escape from the Wax Museum, the boss is impossible to defeat, and there is no specific time limit here."

"It is completely a dead end."

Meng Zhou's behavior, which transcended that of a normal human, and his madness that crossed the line between life and death, had reversed the entire situation.

"There must be some way. Chen Mo, you have always remembered that the Thriller Game is logical."

"The Thriller Game has no dead ends; there are only stupid people and eyes blinded by illusions." Chen Mo kept instilling this thought in his mind.

The President was dead, and Uncle Zhang was dead too.

Before Uncle Zhang left, he told him the specific name of the dungeon where his parents died. He had to go in; he had to kill the bastard who killed his parents.

He would vent all his hatred!

Seeing that the giant black shadow was getting closer and closer, Forbidden Young Master could no longer stand it. He clutched his head and ran toward the direction farther away from the BOSS.

He thought that even if he were to die, it would be better to die later.

Little Fatty immediately followed him.

"Hey! You two!" Lu Chengfeng wanted to stop them, but it was too late.

The forest was a natural hiding place; hiding here could delay the time it took for the BOSS to find them.

However...

The moment Forbidden Young Master and Little Fatty rushed out of the woods.

The black shadow, like a scanner, immediately sensed something. It pushed off with its eight spider legs and instantly landed in front of the two.

It raised the chainsaw in its hand and swung it down at their heads and limbs.

"Ah!"

Their screams came from afar. Upon hearing them, Su Qing clutched her head and crouched on the ground.

Now only the few of them were left alive, and it would be their turn soon.

The black shadow turned around. It had searched everywhere else, and only the forest remained.

It took a step, its giant legs tearing through the jungle as it entered.

"Patter! Patter!"

Suddenly, liquid dripped onto Chen Mo's head.

Chen Mo turned his head in confusion and saw Su Qing rubbing her eyes, with bean-sized tears dripping from her eye sockets.

She gritted her teeth, forcing herself not to cry out loud.

"Huh?! Su Qing is crouching right next to me; these aren't her tears?"

Chen Mo looked up and stood up, seeing the sky covered in dark clouds, with more liquid crashing down.

Some slid down the bridge of his nose, and some seeped into his eyes.

He spread his hands, feeling the cold raindrops landing on his palms.

"Rain! Rainwater!" Chen Mo stared blankly at the unreachable sky.

The storm danced, blowing Chen Mo's white cloak. The raindrops became denser and denser, quickly soaking everyone.

"Damn it, this cursed weather—is it giving us a tragic backdrop?" Lu Chengfeng smiled bitterly, having already shouldered his sniper rifle.

He was preparing to fight the BOSS to the death once it arrived.

Chen Mo pointed to the sky and said, "Xu Xiaoman, you were right! What Jiyin said was correct!"

A purple lightning bolt exploded overhead, spreading across the sky like countless spider webs.

"Su Qing, stop crying, let's go! Let's go home!"

Hearing Chen Mo's words, everyone thought Chen Mo had gone crazy.

At this moment, their emotions had collapsed, and their minds were in complete chaos. Unless a god appeared, it was absolutely impossible to escape from here.

"Rain is falling from the sky. The sky is not a wax figure; only the surroundings are wax figures. The sky is real; we can get out through the sky!"

Chen Mo took out the Telescopic Balloon and blew into it hard.

"Hoo..."

A giant hot air balloon appeared before everyone's eyes and was slowly rising.

"Let's go!"

"Go?" The giant black shadow cut down all the tree trunks in front of it, and the chainsaw thrust toward the hot air balloon.

Chen Mo waved his palm, throwing out shadow cards, which instantly severed the hot air balloon's ropes.

A turbulent airflow slammed into the ground, and in an instant, the hot air balloon rose several meters.

He gripped the President's wooden staff with his other hand and stabbed it hard toward the ground, causing waves of blue and gold halos to unfold simultaneously.

This successfully weakened the BOSS's abilities and provided buffs to everyone on his side.

Lu Chengfeng and Xu Xiaoman had already boarded the hot air balloon.

Lu Chengfeng set up his sniper rifle and fired continuously at the BOSS's forehead.

Xu Xiaoman untied a rope and threw it in Chen Mo's direction.

Holding Su Qing's waist with one hand, Chen Mo cast Threading the Needle, connecting it to the rope thrown by Xu Xiaoman.

With a hard tug, the two were swung into the air, leaving the ground.

The BOSS clearly could not fly; it could only stand blankly on the ground, roaring loudly at the hot air balloon that was flying higher and higher.

It emitted a mixture of cries from various animals, such as spiders, humans, and lizards.

"So... this is the method to clear the dungeon?" Lu Chengfeng reached out, grabbed Su Qing's hand, and pulled her up first.

But Chen Mo had disappeared.

"Chen?! Where is Chen Mo?" Lu Chengfeng's face was full of anxiety.

Su Qing caught her breath and finally returned to normal breathing.

She said, "Officer Lu, Chen Mo is below!"

"What?!" Lu Chengfeng rushed to the edge of the hot air balloon and looked down.

"Damn! This kid Chen Mo didn't come up?" Lu Chengfeng stepped on the hot air balloon with one foot, preparing to jump down from a hundred meters in the air.

"I'm going down to help him."

"I mean... Chen Mo is standing underneath the hot air balloon."

Underneath this giant hot air balloon, which was 3 meters wide, Chen Mo was standing upside down on the bottom of the hot air balloon.

Clouds swirled around them, and the altitude was about to exceed the sky-high wax walls.

However, at this moment, Chen Mo spoke up, "Maintain this altitude; I'm going to kill it!"