My Ares Son-in-Law

The door panel was densely covered with dark red scratches, some deep and some shallow, as if some crazy creature had been struggling here.

Some of the depressions were still embedded with blackened nail fragments, seemingly telling of the tragic scene that had occurred.

The electronic screen on the side of the door flickered with an eerie blue light, and dense data streams cascaded down like a waterfall, interweaving with the mottled talismans on the wall, creating a strange atmosphere of collision of technology and metaphysics, incompatible yet inexplicably harmonious. It was as if once you stepped into here, you entered a mysterious world beyond reality.

The man's fingers jumped rapidly on the code dial, and his joints turned bluish-white due to excessive force.

Every time he pressed a number, the ceiling light in the corridor flickered strangely. As the light flickered, his shadow on the wall was stretched into a distorted monster shape, as if even the shadow was assimilated by this strange environment.

When the last password was entered, the whole building suddenly made a roar of gears turning. The sound was dull and heavy, as if an ancient machine that had been dormant for many years was restarting.

Black mist slowly seeped out from the crack in the door, carrying with it a stench of rotten flesh and sulfur that made people feel nauseous, as if it was the breath from the depths of hell.

"Click!" The moment the metal lock popped open, an invisible feeling of oppression came over me, as if a giant beast hidden in the darkness slowly opened its eyes.

Immediately afterwards, a deafening roar came out like a surging tide. The sound was extremely complex, mixed with the extremely painful wails of humans and inhuman roars of terror. The sound waves were extremely impactful, causing the talismans on the wall to fall down, as if these talismans could not withstand such a powerful force.

Wang Chongshan's temple was throbbing, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and the teeth marks under the back collar of his suit were glowing with an eerie green light. In this tense atmosphere, he subconsciously reached for the peach wood dagger at his waist. However, the moment his fingers touched the hilt, he suddenly retracted his hand, as if he remembered some terrible taboo.

Seeing this, the doctors in white coats on both sides of the corridor took half a step back in unison, their movements so coordinated that it was a little strange.

What they quickly took out from the medicine box were not ordinary stethoscopes, but peach wood nails covered with cinnabar runes. These peach wood nails emitted a faint red light in the darkness, and seemed to carry some kind of mysterious power.

A young doctor was obviously a little flustered, his hands shaking violently and uncontrollably, so that the green liquid in the syringe spilled onto the ground. The moment the liquid touched the ground, it corroded and produced sizzling white smoke, and the pungent smell became stronger, adding to the tense and terrifying atmosphere.

"Master, do you want to reinforce the seal?" The bespectacled doctor's voice trembled, his eyes fixed on the slowly opening crack in the door, as if there was endless fear hidden behind the crack.

However, Xiao Chen stood straight in the same place, with the corners of his clothes fluttering in the surging black wind, like an unshakable flag.

His pupils glowed with a faint golden light, and his spiritual awareness surged into the room like a tide, trying to explore the secrets within.

However, just when it touched a corner, it was suddenly bounced back by an invisible and powerful force. The force carried a strong and familiar smell of blood, exactly the same as the pressure he felt at the high-speed rail station, which instantly aroused his vigilance.

Deep in the room, a figure curled up in thick chains slowly raised his head, his movements slow and strange.

The moment those bloodshot eyes met Xiao Chen's, it was as if some mysterious switch was triggered. The lights in the entire building suddenly went out, and darkness instantly enveloped everything, as if being swallowed into an endless abyss.

"Don't panic." Xiao Chen's steady voice penetrated the darkness, bringing a reassuring force. Then, a golden flame ignited at his fingertips. The flame was bright and hot, instantly illuminating his cold face, like a god in the darkness.

In the light of the fire, he saw that cold sweat had already seeped out of Wang Chongshan's back, leaving a large dark stain on his suit, and he looked extremely embarrassed. He also saw that the doctors' hands holding the mahogany nails began to tremble uncontrollably, and fear spread in their hearts.

The imprisoned "patient" was now giggling like a child, and the laughter echoed in the darkness, revealing an indescribable eeriness.

The chains rattled and some sticky liquid dripped down the chains to the ground, emitting an eerie purple light under the reflection of the flames, like some kind of mysterious and dangerous signal, foreshadowing that a more shocking secret was about to be revealed.

It seems that the situation is indeed a bit weird, but it is not a threat to him. At least among humans, there is no one who can scare him.

Walking through the long corridor filled with a strong smell of formaldehyde, the smell was like an invisible hand, tightly strangling Xiao Chen's throat.

His leather shoes stepped heavily on the dried blood on the ground, and every step made an unpleasant sticky sound.

The surrounding walls were covered with deep and shallow claw marks, as if they had been ravaged by demons. Some of the indentations were still firmly embedded with blackened nail fragments, as if silently telling of past struggles and pain.

Dark red bloodstains meandered down the cracks in the wall, emitting a creepy and strange luster under the cold and pale light.

The air was mixed with the sour stench of rotting flesh and the pungent smell of sulfur. Every breath was like swallowing hot iron sand, burning Xiao Chen's lungs.

After turning the last corner, the scene in the cell was like a heavy hammer, hitting Xiao Chen's heart hard, causing his pupils to shrink instantly.

A man curled up in the cold iron cage in the corner like a wounded beast, the electronic collar around his neck flashing a glaring red light, as if issuing a warning of danger.

Dense metal chains were wrapped around the joints of his limbs, making tiny rustling sounds as he breathed softly, like whispers from hell.

The man's hair was tangled like weeds growing wildly in the wilderness, covering most of his face. The only skin that was exposed was so white that it was almost transparent, and it had an unnatural, glowing luster, as if it did not belong to this world.

He lowered his head, staring at the back of his hand. There were black lines between his knuckles, slowly moving like new vines. With every growth, tiny beads of blood seeped out from the pores and spread on the pale skin, like a bunch of enchanting red plum blossoms.

Is this Brother Wang Chongshan? But how can he look like an old man? He is clearly a young man in his early twenties, full of vigor and vitality!

Xiao Chen's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's. He quickly swept across the hideous teeth marks on the man's neck. The wound was covered with flesh, but the edges were a strange blue-black color, as if it had been bitten by some poisonous substance, exuding a deadly and dangerous aura.

When he used his spiritual sense to carefully probe into the other person's body, he seemed to fall into an endless fog in an instant. (End of this chapter)