This Taoist priest is so unprofessional!

On the screen, the distorted, ghostly faces looked like portraits of the deceased pasted on glass.

They have no facial features, only bottomless black holes.

Densely packed, covering the sky and the earth.

The chilling atmosphere in the entire private room was almost freezing.

Li Hao's mouth was open, as if someone had grabbed his throat. He groaned for a long time, but couldn't piece together a single complete syllable.

The muscles in his face were completely stiff, his pupils were dilated, and the scene before him had completely drained him of his last shred of consciousness.

Zhang Chen's expression instantly turned extremely ugly.

He was wrong.

That's completely wrong.

The evil-dispelling talisman that contained his essence blood not only failed to dispel the opponent, but instead poured boiling oil onto this ball of yin fire!

The pure Yang energy of the talisman not only failed to purify it, but instead angered and agitated it!

This thing is not a traditional vengeful spirit at all!

Without a second thought, Zhang Chen flipped his left hand over and the simple peach wood sword was already in his grasp.

He took a deep breath, suppressing the churning blood in his chest, and swiftly drew several complex and mysterious symbols in front of him.

Where the sword tip passed, it left behind faint golden afterimages in the air.

He was trying to set up a very simple defensive formation, at least to keep out the overwhelming yin energy.

But as the ghostly faces on the screen got closer and closer, the pressure he felt increased exponentially.

That force was no longer a cold wind, but an invisible yet indestructible wall, pressing down hard from the direction of the screen!

Zhang Chen gritted his teeth and poured all his strength into his arm.

The faint spiritual light on the peach wood sword flickered like a candle in the wind, emitting a weak "buzzing" sound.

He felt as if he wasn't resisting the yin energy, but rather using his flesh and blood to fight against a train rushing at full speed!

suddenly!

"Buzz!"

A sharp crack shattered the suffocating standoff!

It didn't come from the computer in front of me.

The sound was coming from another computer in the private room!

The screen of the backup machine lit up on its own without any warning!

On the screen, the same game scene was displayed, the same eerie graveyard, and the same dozens of distorted ghost faces slowly approaching from all directions!

Li Hao and Zhao Qiang's gazes were drawn to the sudden burst of light, and the last trace of color drained from their faces.

A monitor alone has terrified them.

Now, it's the second one!

However, this is just the beginning.

"Buzz!"

Another sound.

In the VIP room next door, the screens of two computers also lit up!

A ghostly green light pierced through the glass partition of the private room, casting two eerie spots of light in the dimly lit corridor.

Followed by.

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"

Like a pre-arranged symphony of terror, all the computer screens on the second floor of the internet cafe lit up rhythmically and continuously, one after another!

VIP Box No. 6.

VIP Box No. 5.

Lobby seating area!

One unit... five units... ten units...

The sounds blended together, coming from afar and then receding, like a plague that quickly spread throughout the entire second floor!

Finally, at the same moment, all the dozens of computer screens emitted that eerie green light, a light from hell!

Dozens of screens.

Dozens of identical game screens.

A terrifying legion composed of nearly a hundred ghostly faces!

They completely surrounded the small private room where Zhang Chen and his three companions were located from all directions.

Every ghostly figure on the screen was moving with the same stiff steps, silently approaching the same center point—the location where Zhang Chen and the others were.

They seem to have formed a huge encirclement built of data and resentment, an electronic cage as inescapable as a net!

That invisible mental pressure reached its peak at this moment.

It is no longer a wall.

It's a mountain!

A mountain of pure malice and resentment, closing in and pressing in from all directions, from above and from below!

"puff--"

Zhang Chen could no longer hold on.

The defensive formation in front of him collapsed instantly, like a soap bubble being popped, after the golden light flashed for a moment.

An invisible force slammed into his chest.

He was struck as if by a heavy blow, and suddenly leaned back, a mouthful of blood gushing uncontrollably from the corner of his mouth.

The spiritual light on the peach wood sword was completely extinguished.

For the first time, he felt a profound and utter powerlessness from the depths of his heart.

"Brother Chen!"

Wang Xiaoer exclaimed in surprise and firmly supported his swaying body.

Zhang Chen leaned against him, panting heavily, his chest heaving violently, each breath carrying a metallic scent of blood.

He looked at the screens around him that lit up like the entrance to hell, his eyes filled with bitterness.

"no……"

He spoke with difficulty, his voice hoarse.

"Its 'root' isn't here, so I can't harm it; instead, I'm surrounded by its yin energy."

He turned his head to look at Wang Xiaoer, and gave a self-deprecating twitch at the corner of his mouth.

"This is... there's nothing I can do. This is the first time I've ever seen something like this on a computer."

Upon hearing this, an idea suddenly popped into Wang Xiaoer's mind.

computer!

He instantly understood.

These computers are the claws of this thing, an extension of its power, and the source of all this is electricity!

If the power is cut off, will all of this stop?

This idea grew wildly in his mind like weeds.

He glanced at Zhang Chen, who was completely trapped in a desperate situation, and then at Li Hao and Zhao Qiang, who were huddled in the corner, almost scared to death.

Can't wait any longer!

Wang Xiaoer gritted his teeth, leaned Zhang Chen against the wall, and without the slightest hesitation, turned around and rushed towards the stairwell!

"I'll go and pull the main switch!"

However, as he walked past the rows of computers emitting a ghostly glow, the ghostly faces on the screens seemed to hear him, turning their necks and "staring" at his back with their empty eye sockets.

Wang Xiaoer could sense it, but he didn't dare to turn around; he simply pushed his speed to the limit.

The stairwell is right in front of us!

Just rush down, get to the bar, pull the main switch, and everything will be over!

But just as he was about to step down the stairs...

He froze in place, as if he had been frozen in place!

The staircase in front of us has disappeared.

Instead, there was a bottomless darkness.

That wasn't ordinary darkness caused by a power outage.

It was a kind of... pure, absolute nothingness that could devour all light.

It's like a space that's been carved out of thin air, an entrance to an unknown abyss, lying there silently.

A tremendous, irresistible suction force was emanating from the center of that darkness, pulling his body tightly and dragging him into that endless abyss!

He could feel his very soul trembling.