Global Ghost Stories: I'm Investigating Ghosts in My Nightmare!

Chapter 120 Red Robes Like Blood Lock the Remnant Soul

"Unauthorized personnel are not permitted to enter before the auspicious time has arrived."

The effeminate voice still echoed in the air, carrying a nauseating mockery.

As soon as the words were spoken, the dozens of red wedding dresses that had been floating in the air began to move.

They had no physical form, yet they were more agile and unpredictable than monsters with physical bodies. Their wide sleeves fluttered in the wind like red venomous snakes, flicking their tongues as they coiled around Bai Yu from all directions.

Wuwuwu——

A mournful cry filled the air.

That was the wailing of a lingering soul trapped inside the wedding dress.

[Rule triggered: Forced change of clothes.]

Rule 1: Anyone entering the boudoir must be dressed in formal attire.

Rule Two: Once encased in the wedding gown, body and soul will permanently become part of the gown.

"You want to dress me?"

Bai Yu sneered, slightly turning the blade of "Ember" in his hand, the tip drawing a trail of sparks on the ground. "Your size is too small."

brush!
The first wedding dress was already in front of them.

Suddenly, a pair of pale, withered arms reached out from the empty collar, as if to straighten Bai Yu's collar, but in reality, to strangle him!

The Bai language does not retreat but advances.

He stomped his left foot hard on the ground, his body instantly shifting from extreme stillness to extreme motion, and he crashed into the red wave like a cannonball.

cut!
The black blade flashed, drawing a perfect arc in the air.

scoff!

The wedding dress that was at the forefront, along with those pale arms, was cut off at the waist!
The sound of tearing cloth was exceptionally jarring.

The torn wedding dress did not fall to the ground, but instead transformed into countless red moths, screaming as they vanished into the air.

“These things are not physical entities, but collections of resentment.”

Hei Yan's calm voice echoed in my mind, like the most precise tactical analyzer: "Ordinary physical attacks are ineffective against them; only attacks imbued with the power of rules can completely destroy them. Use the baleful energy within the 'Embers' to burn them."

"Right on my mind."

Bai Yu's wrist jerked.

hum!
The blade of "Ember" in his hand trembled violently, and the dark red rust seemed to come alive, frantically absorbing the surrounding yin energy.

The next second, a black flame spread from the hilt to the entire blade.

That is the "Flame of Nothingness," the original power of Hei Yan as an ancient nightmare, capable of burning all rules and spirits.

"Come!"

Bai Yu let out a low shout and moved like a ghost through the wedding dress formation.

At this moment, he looked nothing like prey being besieged; he was clearly a butcher who had barged into a flock of sheep!

brush!brush!brush!
With every swing of the knife, a wedding dress is set ablaze.

Once the black flames touch the red silk, they spread instantly and cannot be extinguished no matter how hard you try.

The wedding gowns let out even more piercing screams as they desperately twisted their bodies, trying to shake off the flames, but to no avail.

Just ten seconds.

The once imposing wedding dress formation has now turned into a sea of ​​fire.

Countless black ashes danced in the air, like a black snowfall.

Amidst the sea of ​​fire, Bai Yu stood holding a knife, his black trench coat spotless, only his purple-gold eyes appearing exceptionally eerie in the firelight.

"Any more?"

He raised his head and looked at the towering embroidered building. "If this is how you treat your guests, then it's rather stingy."

Pop, pop, pop.

A burst of crisp applause came from the terrace on the second floor of the embroidered building.

"Wonderful, really wonderful."

That soft, feminine voice rang out again, but this time, it was less mocking and more chilling. "I never expected there to be someone like you in the Investigation Bureau. You're the first person to burn my 'Hundred Ghosts Robe' so cleanly."

squeak-

The tightly closed vermilion gate of the embroidered tower slowly opened.

A strong, suffocating stench of blood, mixed with the scent of cheap cosmetics, wafted out from inside the door.

A tall, slender figure slowly emerged from the shadows.

That's a man.

Or rather, it's a monster that looks like a man.

It wore a bright red scholar's robe, with a huge red flower hanging on its chest. Its skin was as white as paper, devoid of any color. Although its features were exquisite, they gave off an extremely incongruous feeling, as if... it had been cut from different people's faces and then pieced together.

Its left eye was a cloudy, old eye, while its right eye was a bright, sparkling peach blossom eye. Its nose was high and straight, but its lips were as thin as a blade.

The strangest thing is its hands.

Those hands had long, slender fingers with bright red nail polish, and she was playing with two walnuts in her hands.

Those were two... dried human skulls.

"Introduce yourself."

Standing on the steps, looking down at Bai Yu, a graceful yet cruel smile curved her lips. "I am the master of Xile Manor. You may call me... Hongzhuang."

"Red makeup?"

Bai Yu narrowed his eyes, not putting down the knife in his hand. "Nice name, but too ugly."

"ugly?"

Hongzhuang's smile froze for a moment, her cloudy left eye darted around a few times, staring intently at Baiyu, "You said I... am ugly?"

"A cobbled-together piece of garbage dares to talk about beauty?"

In his mind, Hei Yan uttered even more sarcastic remarks, "His facial features are out of proportion, his color scheme is gaudy, and even the corpse aura on his body reeks of stale decay. This kind of thing doesn't even deserve to be my specimen; it can only be used as fertilizer."

Bai Yu naturally relayed Hei Yan's words: "My companion said that you are trash who is not even worthy of being a specimen."

boom!
The aura emanating from Hongzhuang instantly went berserk.

Its bright red scholar's robe fluttered without wind, and the surrounding air seemed to freeze, turning into a viscous, blood-red swamp.

"good very good……"

Hongzhuang's voice turned sharp and shrill, like two rusty pieces of iron rubbing against each other, "Since you have no appreciation for art, then I'll take you apart and piece you together into my collection, bit by bit!"

[Rule Explanation: On a joyous occasion, seeing red is considered auspicious.]

[Domain Effect: Within this domain, any creature with a wound will have its blood unable to clot, and the rate of blood loss will increase tenfold. The flowing blood will automatically be converted into the Lord's power.]

The voice just fell.

Bai Yu felt the pressure around him suddenly increase.

It felt as if the air was filled with countless invisible tiny blades; the slightest movement would cut the skin.

"Is this the S-class domain?"

Bai Yu felt that breathing had become difficult, and each expansion of her lungs felt like a bellows.

"Not only that."

The warning reads, "It's trying to take away your control over your body. Be careful not to get hurt. In this field, even a drop of blood can be fatal."

"Not getting hurt? That's a bit difficult."

Bai Yu gave a bitter smile.

Because the red makeup has already been put on.

Its speed was astonishing; it covered a distance of more than ten meters in an instant and appeared in front of Bai Yu.

Those long, pale hands, carrying a stench, pierced straight into Bai Yu's heart!
clang!
At the critical moment, Bai Yu blocked the attack with his sword.

The hard blade of "Ember" blocked the grab, producing a crisp metallic clang.

The immense force traveled along the blade, causing Bai Yu's hands to go numb, and he slid backward several meters before barely coming to a stop.

"He's quite strong."

Bai Yu shook his hand, his gaze serious.

This guy not only has disgusting rules, but his physical strength has also reached this level.

"It's not over yet."

With a strange laugh, the woman in red disappeared again.

This time, it appeared to Bai Yu's left. Its five fingers formed a claw, tearing towards Bai Yu's neck.

Bai Yu could only swing his sword again to defend himself.

clang!clang!clang!
In just a few seconds, the two exchanged blows dozens of times.

Each collision sparks a string of sparks.

Although Bai Yu managed to defend himself with his superb swordsmanship and Hei Yan's prediction, he was, after all, a human being, and his stamina was rapidly depleting.

But Hongzhuang was like a tireless machine, her attacks becoming faster and more ruthless.

at last.

laugh!
A faint tearing sound rang out.

A thin bloodstain appeared on Bai Yu's cheek.

That was caused by the strong wind generated by Hongzhuang's fingertips.

The wound was very shallow, not even a superficial injury.

However, under the rule that "seeing blood is auspicious," this wound instantly became a fatal loophole!

puff!
A gush of blood suddenly gushed out from the wound, and it was impossible to stop!

Bai Yu felt a wave of dizziness, and the blood in her body seemed to be summoned by something, rushing wildly to the small wound.

"Hahaha! It's bleeding! It's bleeding!"

Red Makeup cried out excitedly, sticking out its tongue to lick the lingering scent of blood in the air, a look of ecstasy on its face. "What delicious blood... such a spiritual taste..."

As Bai Yu lost blood, Hong Zhuang's aura visibly intensified!

"Damn it."

Bai Yu knelt on one knee, desperately covering the wound on her cheek with her hand, but blood still seeped out from between her fingers.

"Is this the suppressive power of an S-class... It can be fatal even for a small wound."

"Don't panic."

Hei Yan's voice remained calm, even tinged with disdain, "This kind of low-level rule is only good for bullying mortals. Want to suck blood? Then let it choke to death."

"What do you mean?"

"Doesn't it like to suck blood? Then let's give it some 'extra ingredients'."

Hei Yan sneered, "Don't forget, the blood flowing in your body is no longer pure human blood, but 'Nightmare Blood' mixed with my primal power. This kind of blood is a great tonic for low-level Nightmares, but for a greedy ghost like you that wants to devour everything... it's deadly poison."

Bai Yu instantly understood Hei Yan's meaning.

He abruptly released his hand from the wound.

He let the blood gush out.

"Want some? Then you can drink as much as you want!"

Instead of retreating, Bai Yu advanced and charged towards Hong Zhuang!

"court death!"

Seeing this, Hongzhuang's eyes flashed with a hint of contempt. In her view, this human was already at his last gasp, merely making a final struggle.

It spread its arms, and the crimson domain behind it instantly contracted, transforming into a gigantic maw, trying to swallow Bai Yu whole, blood and all.

however.

The moment that blood touched the red-dressed body.

Zizzi——! ! !
A sudden, violent corrosive sound rang out!
"what--!!!"

Hongzhuang's previously blissful expression froze instantly, followed by extreme pain and terror.

The blood that stained its body was not absorbed by it; instead, it burned its soul like molten lava!

The black, ethereal flames spread throughout its body along with its blood!
"What is this?! What the hell is this thing?!"

Hongzhuang frantically patted the flames on her body, but the flames could not be extinguished at all; instead, they burned even more fiercely.

"This is... a poison bestowed by the gods."

Taking advantage of its moment of panic, Bai Yu rushed to its side.

He raised the "Ember" high in his hand, and the space around the blade distorted due to the high temperature.

"This stab is for the girls you killed!"

boom!
Cut it down with one knife!

Without holding back, Bai Yu poured all the remaining power in his body into this one strike.

Red Makeup barely managed to raise its hands to block, but being severely injured, it was no match for this deadly blow.

Click!

Its proud, long, slender hands were severed!
The blade continued its relentless advance, slashing fiercely at its chest and tearing a deep, bone-revealing wound into its bright red scholar's robe.

"puff!"

Hongzhuang spat out a mouthful of black blood, and her whole body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into the wall of the embroidered building.

With a loud crash, the wall collapsed, and dust billowed up.

"Not dead yet."

Bai Yu was panting heavily, leaning on his knife to barely stand.

Although the wound on his face was still bleeding, the bleeding had slowed down because the attack had broken the rules of the domain.

He could sense that although Hongzhuang's breath was faint in the ruins, it had not dissipated. The vitality of the S-class Nightmare was terrifyingly tenacious.

"Never mind that, save people first."

Hei Yan urged, "That girl's aura is getting weaker and weaker. The ritual... has probably already begun."

Bai Yu felt a chill run down her spine.

He ignored the woman in red, whose fate was unknown, and, carrying a knife, stumbled and rushed into the boudoir.

The interior of the embroidered building was not as luxurious as it appeared from the outside.

Instead, the interior was empty except for a winding wooden staircase leading upwards.

A red carpet was laid on the stairs, and white candles were lit on both sides. The flickering candlelight cast long shadows of Bai Yu.

Bai Yu gritted her teeth, enduring the excruciating pain in her body, and rushed up the stairs step by step.

The second floor.

third floor.

Up to the top floor.

Push open the carved wooden door.

The sight before him caused Bai Yu's pupils to shrink to the size of pinpoints.

This is a room decorated like a wedding room.

The walls were covered with bright red "double happiness" characters, and red candles depicting dragons and phoenixes were burning.

In the very center of the room stood a huge canopy bed.

There was a person sitting on the bed.

It was Lu Yueqi, who had been missing for several days.

At this moment, she had changed into an elaborate and gorgeous phoenix coronet and wedding robe, and her face was adorned with exquisite bridal makeup. Her once lively eyes were now tightly closed, as if she were asleep.

But Bai Yu immediately noticed something was wrong.

Her face was frighteningly pale, and the rise and fall of her chest was extremely faint.

And behind her, in the shadows.

There was even a person standing there.

The figure was dressed in a black funeral shroud, with a pale mask on his face. His hands were on Lu Yueqi's shoulders, as if he were combing her hair.

Upon seeing Bai Yu enter, the figure slowly raised its head.

A hoarse, aged laugh, yet strangely familiar, came from beneath the mask:

"Hehehe... Since our distinguished guest has arrived, why not... stay and be a witness?"

"Perfect timing, the auspicious hour has arrived."

As its voice fell.

Lu Yueqi suddenly opened her eyes.

Those eyes had no pupils, only a deathly pale white!

(End of this chapter)