The organization I founded has been exposed by the reborn!

"Creak—"

Accompanied by a heavy, grating friction sound.

The mahogany door at the deepest part of the hall of funhouse mirrors opened slowly to both sides, as if one had cleared a dungeon.

Behind the door lies a deep, dark, unknown passage that seems capable of swallowing everything.

"Bandage the wounded and check the ammunition."

"Get ready to proceed to the next level."

Luo Qingyan withdrew her hands that had released the Weak Water, her cold gaze sweeping over the messy hall, and gave the order in an unquestionable tone.

Having just experienced the hallucination attack that nearly wiped out the entire team and the stray bullets flying everywhere, the atmosphere in the special operations squad is now unusually heavy and oppressive.

The medics quickly stepped forward to provide emergency treatment to the injured team members.

The agents whose mouths were forcibly torn open were the most seriously injured. Although Luo Qingyan saved their lives, their facial nerves were severely damaged, and they had completely lost their ability to fight.

Several other team members were grazed by stray bullets and also needed basic first aid.

"Director Luo, what should we do with the wounded? Taking them deeper into the area might become a burden and increase their chances of survival," Li Zhengfeng asked in a low voice as he approached Luo Qingyan.

Luo Qingyan glanced around the now-cleaned hall filled with funhouse mirrors and made a decisive decision.

"We'll leave two lightly injured team members here to take care of the wounded."

"The rest of you who are capable of fighting, follow me and keep going."

"yes!"

Li Zhengfeng immediately went to arrange manpower.

Three minutes later, the team was regrouped.

Apart from the wounded and caregivers who remained behind, the remaining thirty-odd core members of the Paranormal Bureau and Iron Guard agents picked up their assault rifles again.

Led by Li Zhengfeng, the group walked with heavy steps, carefully passing through the dark passage and entering the second room of the clown's house.

Luo Qingyan remained at the very back of the group.

……

We entered the second room.

The cold white beam of the flashlight pierced the darkness like a sharp sword.

When they saw the scene before them, everyone involuntarily gasped, their scalps tingling instantly.

This is a huge room with a ceiling height of over ten meters. The peeling paint on the walls looks like layers of dead skin, and it looks like the backstage of a long-abandoned puppet theater.

Countless thin, transparent, and eerie threads, resembling spider silk, hang from the extremely tall black beam.

At the end of each thread hung a broken wooden puppet.

There are so many puppets here, hanging densely in mid-air, like an inverted forest of corpses.

They are about the size of an adult, crudely made, and bizarre.

Some of the puppets had lost their heads, and their broken necks were stuffed with blackened cotton wool.

Some limbs were cruelly sawed off, and replaced with deformed weapons pieced together from various rusty boning knives and bloodstained steel pipes.

Some of the puppets had eerie, half-smiling expressions painted on their faces with cheap, scarlet paint.

"call--"

A chilling, eerie wind, seemingly coming from nowhere, swept through the room.

The hundreds of puppets in mid-air swayed slightly in the wind, their wooden joints colliding with each other, making a series of eerie "click-clack" sounds, like bones rubbing together.

What's even more nauseating is the air here.

The rich smell of preservative-treated wood was mixed with a kind of dried, aged bloody odor.

Taking a breath feels like having pieces of moldy, rotten meat stuffed into your nasal cavity, causing your stomach to spasm uncontrollably.

"Be careful, don't touch those threads!"

Li Zhengfeng, holding a gun, kept a watchful eye on the puppets hanging around him while issuing instructions to all team members via walkie-talkie.

Just as the group slowly advanced to the center of the room.

A sudden change occurred.

"Click-clack...click-clack-clack..."

Accompanied by a burst of dense and ear-piercing mechanical turning sounds.

All the lifeless puppets that had been hanging in mid-air suddenly stood up at the same time!

Their empty eyes stared intently at the special agents below, their wooden joints creaking and grinding.

This sudden scene instantly stunned everyone.

"Monster! Prepare to fire!"

Several highly tense agents reflexively leveled their rifles, their fingers already on the triggers, ready to fire.

"Don't fire yet!"

Luo Qingyan's clear, cold voice suddenly rang out, suppressing the gunshots that were about to erupt.

Having turned the tide in the funhouse mirror room, Luo Qingyan's prestige within the team has now reached its peak.

As soon as she finished speaking, all the agents instinctively accepted the order, and their fingers left the triggers.

"Look up," Luo Qingyan coldly reminded her.

Everyone looked up in the direction of her gaze.

"Boom—"

Suddenly, the towering ceiling cracked open, and a huge clown puppet, five or six meters tall, crashed down from the sky with a sickening clang of chains!

This enormous puppet is painted with a pale clown makeup, and its mouth is stretched to its ears.

It hovered in mid-air, looking down at everyone from above.

next second.

"Giggle giggle..."

The clown puppet let out a mechanical, dry laugh.

Then, in a way that completely defies human physiology, it slowly and forcefully bent its massive left arm behind its back.

At the same time, its huge head, accompanied by a "clicking" sound, strangely rotated 180 degrees to the right, with the back of its head facing forward!

The moment the giant puppet makes a movement.

The hundreds of small wooden puppets hanging around seemed to be under some kind of command, making the same bizarre movements in unison.

Crisis struck in an instant!

As the puppets froze in place, a strong, bewitching, and eerie magnetic field suddenly filled the air.

This magnetic field seems to possess some kind of irresistible magic.

Several of the special agents present experienced a momentary mental blank.

Their bodies began to tremble involuntarily, and subconsciously they felt an urge to twist their arms and spin their heads along with the clown!

"Don't imitate it! Do the exact opposite!"

With her powerful mental strength, Luo Qingyan instantly broke free from the allure of the magnetic field.

"When it raises its left hand, you lower your hands! When it turns its head, you remain still! Be quick, and don't make any mistakes!"

This sharp shout jolted the agents, who were on the verge of losing their senses, back into control of their bodies in an instant.

Without time to think, everyone quickly followed Luo Qingyan's instructions and did the exact opposite of what the clown did.

For a moment, the scene in the room seemed absurd and bizarre.

The clown above was contorting his body, while the fully armed special forces below were desperately trying to maintain the opposite posture.

Luo Qingyan also stood in the opposite position.

But her cool gaze, like a radar, scanned the densely packed little wooden puppets around her.

Her past life experience told her that the rules of killing by vengeful ghosts would never be so simple as to let you pass through step by step.

It will do everything in its power to force you to make a mistake in your panic, triggering the rules of murder.

as predicted.

The giant clown puppet in mid-air changed its posture again. It suddenly bowed deeply to the left at a ninety-degree angle.

The team members reacted very quickly, immediately bowing deeply to the right as a conditioned reflex to maintain the opposite posture.

however.

Just as a young agent bowed to the right.

A broken little wooden puppet hanging directly in front of him suddenly flashed a scarlet ferocity in its empty eye sockets.

The right arm of this little wooden puppet was pieced together from a rusty boning knife.

"Whoosh!"

Without any warning.

Using the momentum of the swaying motion, the little wooden puppet suddenly swung out its sharp knife arm and stabbed it fiercely at the exposed right side of the agent's waist!

Sneak attack!

Moreover, it was a sneak attack launched at a fatal moment when the agents had already taken action and could not dodge!

"not good!"

The agent caught a glimpse of the incoming dagger out of the corner of his eye.

Out of instinct, he turned his waist to the left in an attempt to avoid the fatal blow.

But he forgot.

At this moment, the giant clown's movement is also to the left.

His instinctive leftward movement to dodge made his actions synchronize with the Joker's in that instant!

The rule has been triggered!

"Snap!"

A series of teeth-grinding, rapid crackling sounds suddenly exploded in the empty room.

The agent didn't even have time to scream.

Several invisible threads descended from the sky and had already bound his limbs and bones.

"Pfft!"

Blood gushed out.

Under the horrified gazes of the crowd, the agent's arms, legs, and even spine were forcibly broken in the opposite direction and twisted into an extremely gruesome and bizarre twisted shape by that force!

His entire body was like a tattered rag doll suspended by threads, his flesh and blood tangled and floating in mid-air.

This tragic scene happened too quickly.

So fast that even the comrades around them didn't have time to react, and a vibrant life was about to perish on the spot.

"Linzi!"

Li Zhengfeng's eyes were bloodshot, and he let out a sorrowful cry. Seeing his brother, with whom he had shared life and death, die tragically, he instantly lost his mind and roared as he rushed over to save him.

But someone was faster than him.

"Paving the way to the underworld!"

A clear, cold, and authoritative shout resounded like thunder in the room.

Luo Qingyan's eyes were as cold as knives.

She completely ignored the clown's rules and stepped heavily onto the moldy floor.

The next moment, the entire space inside the puppet theater shook violently.

Under the shocked gaze of everyone, a dark and ancient road, covered with wistful spider lilies and shrouded in ghostly mist, suddenly stretched out from beneath Luo Qingyan's feet.

In the void, the muffled roar of the Forgotten River and the Weak Water could even be faintly heard.

Once the power of the S-level core domain was unleashed, the supernatural magnetic field within the entire hall was instantly rewritten.

The bewitching magic in the air was crushed, and even the countless puppets hanging from the ceiling could not withstand the pressure, their joints emitting fine cracking sounds as they succumbed to the unbearable strain.

In an instant, Luo Qingyan’s powerful law force suppressed the clown’s invisible string rules!

"Slap, slap, slap!"

Accompanied by several crisp snapping sounds.

The invisible threads that had been binding the agent crumbled and dissipated under the winds of the underworld.

"Bang."

Without the pull of the void threads, the agent crashed heavily to the ground.

Although he was already in a coma due to serious injuries, Luo Qingyan managed to snatch his life back from the brink of death.

"Keep doing the opposite! Don't stop!"

Luo Qingyan stood in the center of the Yellow Springs Ancient Road, surrounded by ghostly energy, like an invincible female war goddess, and coldly gave the order:

"Ignore those puppets that are attacking from the side."

"With me here, no one can kill you!"

These words were like a shot in the arm, instantly striking the hearts of all the special forces members.

The team members, who had been panicked by their teammate's serious injury, looked at the beautiful figure standing in the misty sea of ​​flowers. For some reason, their panicked hearts instantly calmed down.

Yes.

With this S-level expert in charge, what are they afraid of in a sneak attack?

"Listen to Director Luo! Continue the operation!" Li Zhengfeng gritted his teeth and took the lead in making the opposite movement.

The giant clown puppet's movements became increasingly rapid and bizarre.

And that comes with it.

It was the increasingly frantic and insidious interference and sneak attacks from the surrounding hanging wooden puppets.

Sharp knives pierce the eyes, iron hooks rip out the heart, poison needles seal the throat... all sorts of deadly moves are launched precisely when the team members are making a move.

Several team members, unable to dodge in time, instinctively made illegal moves, and were about to follow in the footsteps of the previous agent.

But they were all saved by Luo Qingyan's powerful strength.

……

This confrontation, a dance on the edge of a knife, lasted for a full ten minutes.

The special forces soldiers went from initial tension and fear to numbness, and eventually even developed a strange sense of "fearlessness".

As they watched Luo Qingyan make her moves time and time again, the members' awe of the eerie atmosphere vanished, replaced by an unprecedented sense of security.

They believed that as long as Director Luo was there, even this clown house full of danger posed no threat to them!

Gradually, these elite agents began to completely ignore all the dangers.

Even if a hideous puppet wielding a gleaming boning knife was right in front of them, they wouldn't care at all, not even bothering to blink.

They pretended not to see these deadly sneak attacks, and continued to stand in place expressionlessly, cooperating with the clown in making those comical counter-moves.

Because they knew very well that a pool of withered yellow water from the River of Oblivion would appear precisely on time, just before the knife pierced the skin, and dissolve the monster into nothingness.

at last.

After the last extremely complex series of somersaults was completed.

The giant clown puppet in mid-air suddenly stopped moving.

A hint of resentment and bitterness seemed to flash across its stiff, smiling face.

Then, amidst a muffled grinding sound, its massive body transformed into a cloud of red smoke and vanished into thin air.

The small wooden puppets hanging around them also lost their vitality and became lifeless again.

"Creak—"

At the front of the room, the large door leading to the deeper parts slowly opened.

The second challenge: the puppet theater.

Cleared customs.

"We beat the game... We actually survived!"

"Long live Director Luo!"

The agents, who had narrowly escaped death, could not contain their joy and burst into enthusiastic cheers.

Everyone clenched their fists excitedly, and some, exhausted, pounded each other's shoulders.

Despite the bizarre rules and the puppet attack, they miraculously survived this deadly ordeal under Luo Qingyan's protection!

Li Zhengfeng also let out a long breath, looking at Luo Qingyan beside him with admiration in his eyes:

"Director Luo, you've passed the second test."

Luo Qingyan remained calm, slowly dispelling the eerie yellow mist that surrounded her. Her gaze locked onto the open door before her, and her voice was cold and powerful:

"Don't get too excited yet, this is just the beginning."

"Adjust the formation and continue!"