Heavenly Official Sends Evil

Chapter 774 Ghost Face Wu Xian
After thinking about it.

Wu Xian’s screams stopped.

Too much is as bad as too little. If he shouts for too long, the evil spirits will easily see that he is pretending.

Then, the second round of the competition began.

The Eight-Handed Demon chose caltrops and spread them on the bottom of the box. The person in the box might step on them and get hurt when struggling.

Wu Xian was more radical. He chose thorns. Large pieces of plants with thorns were stuffed into the box. If the two moved a little, they would be stabbed by the thorns. However, Wu Xian had [naturally thick skin], so it was difficult for the thorns to penetrate his defense...

Next, all kinds of weird things were stuffed into the box.

A mad dog that had been hungry for three days, blood-sucking leeches, blades stuck to the inner wall of the box, lit firecrackers...

Every time something was stuffed in, the evil spirits in the audience would exclaim in surprise.

They were so excited just by imagining the scenes in the box that they could not sit still. There were hungry evil spirits gnawing at their own corpses, and alluring female evil spirits throwing themselves on the evil spirits next to them. The scene was filled with an atmosphere of evil, absurdity, and horror.

On the field, the screams of the two people came one after another.

But this time, Wu Xian was not pretending.

There were burns, cuts, and corrosive wounds on his body. Leeches were crawling on his skin, sucking greedily. The larvae of the moth, commonly known as "foreign pepper", crawled onto the freshly cut wounds, causing burning and stinging pain like a branding iron...

Every kind of pain is a torture that ordinary people can hardly imagine.

Even Wu Xian, who had been injured many times before, felt his whole body twitching and convulsing, and his brain trembling, as if his body was not his own.

Ba Shou Sui and Wu Xian both chose the same strategy.

There is an option on the long table to "insert the long knife into the gap of the box". The penetration wound can quickly injure the opponent, but it may also directly cost you your life.

Therefore, the two of them, in perfect agreement, only chose props to torture each other, hoping that the other party would go into shock due to the pain, thus allowing them to win the game.

This tug-of-war lasted for a long time, and Wu Xian was finally about to give up. His face turned pale, his body became weak, and his fingertips were cold due to blood loss...

Ba Shou Sui panted heavily and persuaded Wu Xian in a bewitching tone:
"As a human being, it's a miracle that you can hold on until now, but I'm far from reaching my limit. You can't beat me."

"Compared to this torture, don't you think death would be easier?"

"Your wound must be bleeding, it's really painful, as long as you relax, this pain will end."

"Imagine that after you die, you will turn into a giant squid. Your body will be pressed on this scorching hot field by a huge steel plate, roasted with a sizzling sound, smeared with sauce, and sent to our mouths."

"But don't be afraid. Death is not the end here. You are just part of our life cycle..."

As Ba Shou Sui spoke, his mouth was drooling, and he was already tasting Wu Xian's flavor in his mind.

The onlookers finally stopped their ridiculous behavior and began to tidy up their appearance and prepare for the next meal. The squid transformed from humans must taste much better than the shriveled starving ghosts.

Ling Ji was very conflicted. What should she do next if Wu Xian really gave up?

"what……"

Wu Xian was breathing weakly, his curly hair soaked with sweat stuck to his forehead.

"You are right. As a human being, I really can't exhaust you to death."

Yashou Sui asked in surprise: "So, you are willing to give up?"

Wu Xian slowly raised his head and his eyes became fierce.

"Yes, I give up."

"I give up being a human!"

After saying this, Wu Xian's aura became eerie and strange.

Inside the box that no one could see, blood began to spurt out of Wu Xian's shoulder. The blood spread outside the box like a tide, wrapping around Wu Xian's head and forming a human-shaped blood cocoon.

"Ha...hahaha..." A strange, slightly crazy laugh came from the blood cocoon, followed by lyrics with a weird tone.

"Painting ghost faces, making ghost money, the blood tastes salty on the tongue~"

"Play evil music, pluck evil strings, and the sound of mourning drums and gongs continues~"

Along with the eerie lyrics, the blood cocoon shattered with a snap, and a large amount of blood splashed out, dyeing the surroundings red, causing the onlookers to exclaim in surprise.

What was revealed to everyone was a face that was completely different from before.

Wu Xian's face was painted with red and white makeup, just like a murderous evil spirit that would appear in a nightmare!

When he realized that he could no longer hold on, Wu Xian activated the 'Mark of the World'.

In reality, Wu Xian once received a mission from the City God's Office to enter the "Family Life Experience Hall" to explore, and took this opportunity to obtain the "World Mark", which allowed Wu Xian to return to the world where he was born.

In addition to this, this world mark has another ability.

After activating the world mark, Wu Xian can transform into the evil 'Ghost Face' within five minutes!
During the transformation, he is not allowed to use the blessing and worship abilities. After the transformation, he will randomly gain a negative effect that lasts until the end of the blessed land.

Since the health bar in human form is shorter than that of the evil spirit, then wouldn’t it be enough for Wu Xian to also become an evil spirit?

Wow!
The scene suddenly boiled.

The evil spirits who were watching had watched countless games, but none of them had such a bizarre development.

Ba Shou Sui's face turned pale, and he roared at Wu Xian fiercely: "No matter what you become, I will taste you today."

Next, the brutal competition continued.

Wu Xian's transformation into an evil spirit did not affect the course of the game itself.

The two of them continued to put dangerous things into the box, and the wounds on their bodies continued to increase.

The only difference from before was that Wu Xian was singing all the time.

The mournful and eerie melody mesmerized the evil spirits watching over, and the little ghosts in charge of hosting the show were helping to keep the beat.

This music sounds hoarse and unpleasant to living people, but it is the sound of nature to evil spirits.

"Recognize Yin relatives, form Yin bonds, flesh and bones produce evil and the body becomes cold~"

"Gather the evil spirit, become an evil immortal, dive into the sea of ​​blood and enter the abyss..."

After the initial panic, the Eight-Handed Ghost calmed down. He found that Wu Xian was not a powerful evil ghost, but just a weak "wandering ghost". If he continued to persevere, the victory of the game would still be his.

But just as he was about to regroup, the little tune suddenly stopped.

Wu Xian looked at Ba Shou Sui with a grim gaze and an exaggerated smile on his face. The corners of his mouth were almost stretched to the root of his tongue, revealing a mouth full of sharp teeth.

"All right."

Yashou Sui subconsciously became nervous.

"What's better?"

"Of course the ghost face is painted!"

"Ghost face?"

Before Ba Shousui could figure out what this word meant, his body suddenly froze, a hoarse and unpleasant tune faintly came into his ears, and blood gushed out of his mouth...

Then, under the gaze of all the spectators, the box of Eight-Handed Demon began to shake violently, and his head continued to struggle.

This went on for more than ten seconds, and the Eight-Handed Demon finally calmed down.

He is dead.

(End of this chapter)