After the three tall mutants were engulfed by the fireball, the remaining mutants were unable to react immediately.

They seemed to have gotten used to bullying ordinary people and never imagined that one day they would be retaliated against by ordinary people.

Only after the giant fireball spat out the three charred corpses and dissipated into the air did the mutated people around them let out painful roars.

It has to be said that this mutant was not only ugly, but its roar was also like that of a wild beast. They were so frightened by Lin Bei's action that they retreated one after another, and the roars and howls echoed in the Gobi Desert.

Lin Bei frowned slightly, finding the sound somewhat grating. He glanced around and saw that the mutated people had all recovered from their shock and disbelief and were looking at him with resentment and murderous intent. He couldn't help but scoff.

"You dare to look at me like that?"

The mutants already hated Lin Bei for killing their companions, and now, hearing Lin Bei's arrogant words, they were enraged. They all raised their weapons and charged at Lin Bei, howling.

Perhaps they felt that there was strength in numbers, or perhaps they felt that Lin Bei was lucky to kill their companion earlier. Now that dozens of mutants were rushing over together, they each felt that their chances of winning were greater.

No matter what, Lin Bei is only one person.

Even if he has companions, killing Lin Bei now will make dealing with his companions a piece of cake.

Lin Bei glanced at these mutants and knew what they were thinking. He chuckled, waved his hand, and uttered a casual remark.

"Extremely painful".

As the words fell, countless palm-sized, pale green spiders appeared out of thin air. These spiders fell to the ground like rain, and then crawled towards the mutated people around them at a speed that was difficult to detect with the naked eye.

Once the spider crawled onto the mutant's leg, it transformed into a ghastly green light and entered their body.

After each mutant had been burrowed into their body by a spider, their faces suddenly turned pale, and they clutched their chests, staggering to a stop.

Lin Bei naturally knew that this was the "Heart-Piercing" attack. He was very satisfied with the effect of "Heart-Piercing" and raised his hand to one of the mutants, saying another sentence.

"Avada Kedavra".

As the words fell, a ghastly green lightning bolt suddenly appeared in mid-air. The lightning twisted a few times and turned into a ghastly green snake with its tongue flicking out.

The long snake headed straight for the mutant. As the pale green snake entered the mutant's body, the mutant shuddered and a huge burst of green lightning erupted from his body.

The light burst forth, transforming into countless tiny lightning bolts that drilled into the bodies of the other mutants.

In an instant, all the mutants present shuddered, then their bodies flickered with green light, and they collapsed to the ground, lifeless.

Lin Bei raised an eyebrow and smiled faintly: "I didn't expect that the moves I learned from the Relics of Hogwarts would have the same effect."

There is a certain connection between the three Unforgivable Curses in the Legacy of Hogwarts.

With the talent selected, any enemy hit by the Heart-Piercing Curse or the Soul-Stealing Curse will die simultaneously under the combined effects of "Avada Kedavra".

After all the mutants fell, a scorching wind swept across the Gobi Desert, stirring up dust and yellow earth.

Lin Bei indifferently glanced at the mutated corpses circling him, too lazy to devour them with the black liquid, and simply stepped over the corpses, walking towards Constantine in the distance.

By the time he reached Constantine, there were already several cigarette butts at Constantine's feet.

Lin Bei looked at the heavily injured man and woman at his feet: "Constantine, it seems that the last time you had late-stage lung cancer, you didn't learn your lesson. Did you really think Satan would save you a second time? What do you plan to do with these two?"

Constantine nonchalantly lit a new cigarette, kicked the two men, and said impatiently, "Whether I live or die is my own decision, it has nothing to do with Satan. What else can we do with these two? Take them to the next city, send them to a hospital, and if they survive, we'll squeeze some rescue money out of them."

Lin Bei didn't think there was anything wrong with Constantine's plan, so he put his hands behind his back and turned around to walk back the way he came.

Seeing Lin Bei's dismissive attitude, Constantine cursed, knowing he couldn't force Lin Bei to do anything, so he could only reluctantly drag the two seriously injured people to catch up with Lin Bei.

When they got back to the roadside, their car was still parked in the middle of the road, indicating that no other cars had been around.

Lin Bei sat in the passenger seat and closed his eyes to rest. Constantine, while complaining that the two wounded were too badly injured, dragged them into the car before sitting back in the driver's seat and driving to the next city.

The next city was quite large, and they drove the person all the way to the hospital. Lin Bei sat in the car waiting for Constantine.

He slightly raised his eyes to look at the gloomy sky above the city, and understood.

This city is not simple.

After dealing with the group of mutants, Lin Bei originally planned to find a more powerful source to investigate. However, upon entering the city, he discovered that it contained a place with a strange power.

If he hadn't come, Lin Bei would have really missed out on this city.

Lin Bei released his divine sense to sense it. The power was very strange, staying in one place for a long time. It shouldn't be a human, a demon, an angel, or anything like that. So what could it be?
Lin Bei couldn't help but feel curious and decided to go and see this strange power before leaving the city.

He could sense from it that this was not a righteous power; if an ordinary person were to merge with this power, they would be killed by it.

Lin Bei enjoys challenges. He leaned back in the passenger seat with his arms crossed, in a good mood.

Constantine walked out of the hospital two hours later.

After Constantine got into the car, Lin Bei glanced at his expression and asked, "What, he's awake now? Did you get the money?"

Constantine slapped the steering wheel, lit a cigarette, and grinned, "The person was only awake for five minutes. I made him promise to pay, and he nodded in agreement. The doctors and nurses were watching, and I recorded the conversation. There's no way he can back out now. Where to go next? It's best not to go too far. I need to come back to collect the money."

Lin Bei smiled slightly: "What a coincidence! I remember there are quite a few entertainment options in this city. Go stay at the Dolphin Hotel nearby for a few days. I won't stop you from doing whatever you want."

Constantine glanced at Lin Bei hesitantly, guessing that Lin Bei must have made some discovery again, so he didn't ask any more questions and drove to the Dolphin Hotel three blocks away.

Just as the two arrived at the Dolphin Hotel, Lin Bei glanced at the hotel's exterior, and a familiar scene flashed through his mind.

No wonder he sensed that this strange power was stuck in place.

Of course he couldn't move; the source of this power was a room capable of killing.

1408 Phantom Murder Room.

In the original story, the protagonist, Mike Anselin, is a horror novelist whose job involves psychic and supernatural fiction. However, Mike is actually an atheist. To complete his new book, Mike goes on a research trip and decides to stay at a "haunted" hotel for ten days.

After investigating, Mike chose the Dolphin Hotel, which was rumored to be the most eerie and terrifying.

It's rumored that none of the guests who stayed in room 1408 of this hotel survived; they either died from murder or committed suicide, making it extremely eerie.

Mike didn't believe it at first, but his atheism began to waver when the hotel manager, Gerald Orlin, showed him photos of the mysterious deaths of guests over the years and related news reports.

Gerald advised Michael not to take the risk, saying that the room was too dangerous and no one who went in ever came out alive.

But Mike remained steadfast in his atheism and resolutely moved in.

After he moved in, he experienced a series of bizarre and terrifying events, which completely shattered his atheism.

Mike collected a great deal of material in room 1408, but unfortunately, he never had the chance to turn it into a novel.

After finishing his recollection, Lin Bei calmly looked up at the Dolphin Hotel.

The walls are deep red, and it's an old, well-established hotel. The accommodation isn't expensive, and many people come because of the ominous reputation of room 1408.

Lin Bei stood by the car for a while. Seeing that he didn't move, Constantine urged him to go inside: "Aren't you going to check in? Come on, I still have some money on hand."

Lin Bei put his hands behind his back and said calmly, "Constantine, no matter what method you use, I want to move into room 1408."

Constantine glanced at him with suspicion, feeling that Lin Bei's request was somewhat outrageous.

However, Constantine dared not disobey and could only patiently nod in agreement.

Constantine went to the front desk, pulled out a wad of cash and slapped it on the table: "Two rooms, please select room 1408."

The receptionist was about to greet the guest with a smile when she heard Constantine say that, and her smile froze.

A hint of panic flashed across her face, and she said softly, "Please wait a moment, sir, I'll go and get our manager."

With that, she abandoned Constantine and turned to leave in a hurry.

Seeing the receptionist's reaction, Constantine had a pretty good idea of ​​what was going on.

"Damn it, Lin Bei is causing me trouble again," Constantine said, rubbing his hair and smoking a cigarette with an impatient look. "There's definitely something strange about this room. Oh well, let him stay if he wants. What's it to me?"

As he was muttering to himself, the receptionist brought the hotel manager back to Constantine.

The hotel manager looked at Constantine with a serious expression and extended his hand to him: "Hello sir, I am Gerald, the manager of the Dolphin Hotel. Are you checking into room 1408?"

Constantine raised an eyebrow and nodded slightly: "Yes, what's wrong? Is there something wrong with this room?"

Gerald hesitated for a moment, then led Constantine to the lounge behind the front desk and explained solemnly, "Sir, we do not open room 1408 to the public. There have been too many accidents in this room. The most recent one was a fire that killed a guest. We have sealed off the room."

Constantine wasn't buying it. He crossed his legs and lazily looked at Gerald: "So, you're saying this room is closed to the public because someone died? That's not like a hotel. Or is it that too many people have died in this room, and you're afraid to open it to the public anymore?"

Constantine was very clever. Considering Lin Bei's insistence on staying in room 1408 and the hotel manager's attitude, it was clear that this room was not just about someone dying.

Perhaps it's the kind of bizarre event that would cause everyone who moves in to die, that would attract Lin Bei's attention.

Gerald, seeing that he had been blunt, no longer held back and said coldly with a stern face, "In short, this room is not open to the public. If you wish to stay here, sir, you can stay in another room."

Constantine, with a cigarette dangling from his lips but not lighting it, said calmly, "To tell you the truth, it's not me living here, it's my companion. He can help you get rid of this troublesome room once and for all. Of course, if he can't beat this room, then he deserves to die."

Constantine glanced lazily at the hotel manager: "I can have him come over and sign an agreement with you. If any problems arise after check-in, it won't be the hotel's fault. After all, you fulfilled your obligation to inform and prevent such incidents. He just wouldn't listen to advice, so he can't blame anyone else. Even if this matter goes to court, your hotel will be in the right."

He sighed again, "Besides, even if you refuse my request, my companion is not easy to deal with. He will use every means to sneak into that room, and then it will be your hotel's responsibility."

Gerald's expression turned somewhat unpleasant after being persuaded by Constantine's words.

But he had to admit that, according to Constantine, that was indeed the case.

They can't stop guests from dying; once the agreement is signed, life and death are no longer the hotel's concern. Even if there's a lawsuit, the hotel will definitely win.

However, if a guest sneaks into the room and dies inside, it indicates poor hotel management, and the hotel should be fined and required to pay compensation.

Seeing that Constantine was determined to agree, Gerald could only sigh and say, "Well... would you please ask your companion to come over? I need to discuss some things with him."

Seeing that the other party agreed, Constantine finally felt relieved.

He wasn't really sure either; if the other party insisted on disagreeing, he wouldn't be able to explain it to Lin Bei.

Constantine stood up, a cigarette dangling from his lips, and turned to invite Lin Bei in.

After Lin Bei took his seat, Gerald, just as he had done with his previous bold guests, took out a thick notebook.

He pushed it in front of Lin Bei and said solemnly, "Sir, since you insist on checking into room 1408, you need to know some things. Since the hotel was built, every guest in room 1408 has died. The last one was burned to death in the room three months ago. Here are the reports of all the deceased guests. You can take a look carefully before deciding whether you want to check in."

Lin Bei glanced at the notebook on the table but didn't touch it: "No need, I know what I'm doing. Let's check in as soon as possible. I'm moving in tonight."

Seeing Lin Bei's arrogance, Gerald shook his head slightly, a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes. He thought to himself, "Another one looking for excitement. It seems our hotel is going to be on the headlines again."

Gerald had seen too many people rushing to their deaths, so he didn't bother to persuade them. He simply took out a waiver and had Lin Bei sign it.

Lin Bei waved his hand and wrote down his name, took the room key from Gerald, stood up, glanced at Constantine, and smiled slightly: "Constantine, you don't need to come looking for me these next few days. Go around and explore on your own. Don't forget to get the rescue money back."

Constantine found the smile somewhat strange.

Constantine frowned, lazily waved to Lin Bei, telling him to leave quickly.

After Lin Bei left, Constantine belatedly realized that Lin Bei's smile just now clearly carried excitement and fighting spirit. (End of Chapter)

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