All Realms and Worlds: The Lost Home

As dawn broke, a pale sliver of light pierced through the broken window.

The dimly lit and deathly silent stairwell was filled with an lingering stench of blood and decay.

The ground was covered with dried blood scabs, and the cold corpses lay scattered about, silently telling the story of the brutal massacre that had taken place the previous night.

The three, who had just cracked the Orange Game and defeated the eerie smiley balloons, hadn't even had a chance to catch their breath.

The nerves, stretched to the limit, had just relaxed for a moment.

Su Qing gently held the unconscious little girl in her arms, her fingertips still able to feel the cool temperature emanating from the child's thin body.

Her chest rose and fell slightly, her breathing was weak, and her small face was pale and tender. All the previous ferocity and eeriness had faded away, and she looked like an ordinary, innocent, pitiful child who had suffered a lot.

"Finally...it's over."

Su Qing let out a long breath, her voice hoarse and exhausted from surviving the ordeal.

The intense standoff, the agonizing fear, the desperate struggle to hold on together, and the game of breaking the deadlock all drained her of her strength.

My yoga clothes were already soaked with cold sweat, clinging tightly to my skin, icy cold.

Nancy leaned against Ning Ye, her face still wet with tears, her large eyes still filled with lingering fear.

But looking at the little girl who had returned to normal, and at the gradually brightening sky, her tense little shoulders finally relaxed.

"We won...the balloon disappeared."

Ning Ye stood at the very front, his gaze sweeping across the entire desolate building.

The wariness in his eyes faded slightly, but he didn't completely let his guard down.

He had experienced too many deceptive schemes in the city and knew that the more seemingly safe the ending, the more likely it was to hide a fatal twist.

But at this moment, the evil spirits and yin energy in the air have indeed completely dissipated.

That malice that lingered all night, suffocating people, was completely gone, without a trace.

"We're safe for now."

Ning Ye spoke in a low, steady voice.

"We have broken the rules of the balloon ghost, the possession has been lifted, and she has returned to normal."

"Next, we'll wait until it's completely light before we can leave this apartment building."

After hearing this, Su Qing breathed a sigh of relief.

The huge weight that had been hanging over my heart all night finally slowly lifted.

She looked down at the quiet, unconscious little girl in her arms, and a pang of pity and compassion welled up in her heart.

Ultimately, she was a victim from beginning to end.

Possessed by a strange balloon, his mind was controlled by an evil spirit, and he was forced to slaughter everyone.

All evil does not belong to her.

"So pitiful."

Su Qing murmured softly, her fingertips gently brushing against the little girl's messy hair.

"At such a young age, he was possessed by this bizarre rule and killed against his will. After waking up, he will probably live in the shadow for the rest of his life."

Nancy nodded vigorously, her big eyes filled with heartache.

"She's so pitiful. Once she wakes up, let's not mention this again, okay?"

Ning Ye looked at the two soft-hearted girls and nodded slightly.

It is a rare and precious quality to retain kindness even in dire straits.

But just when everyone thought the storm had completely subsided and the outcome was settled—

A crisp, abrupt voice, full of surprise and doubt, suddenly rang out!

"wrong!"

The one who spoke was Nancy, who had always been well-behaved and quiet!

The scream was sharp and urgent, instantly shattering the faint tranquility of the corridor!

Ning Ye's muscles tensed instantly, and his nerves, which had just relaxed, suddenly snapped back to their limit!

Su Qing's arm holding the little girl suddenly stiffened, and a strong sense of unease instantly rose in her heart!

The air instantly became suffocating again!

"What's wrong, Nancy?!"

Ning Ye immediately looked down at the girl beside him, his tone urgent and serious.

"What did you find? Something's not right?!"

Having experienced countless dramatic reversals of fortune, he was all too familiar with this sudden premonition.

In the city of ghosts, the more seemingly perfect the ending, the more deadly the trap it hides!

Nancy stared intently at the back of the little girl in Su Qing's arms.

Her pupils constricted sharply, and her face turned deathly pale instantly!

My body trembled slightly, uncontrollably.

She raised her delicate little finger and pointed it straight at the little girl's back. Her voice trembled uncontrollably, broken and filled with extreme terror!

"Back...back..."

"Behind her... there's a rope, vaguely visible!"

In a word!

Like a thunderclap from a clear sky!

The explosion resounded in Ning Ye and Su Qing's ears!

Su Qing was startled and immediately looked down, her gaze fixed on the little girl's back!

The tattered floral dress was slightly disheveled, clinging gently to the lines of her back.

In the dim light of day, a very thin, faint, almost transparent line was faintly visible!

The thread was as thin as a hair, almost completely blending into the shadows of the fabric.

You would never notice it unless you stare at it carefully ten thousand times!

Even survivors like Ning Ye and Su Qing, who were experienced in the Ghost City and had extremely strong observation skills, completely overlooked it!

Only children with pure minds, clear eyes, and no distractions can detect such extremely subtle abnormalities!

"W-What kind of line is this?!"

Su Qing's voice trembled instantly, and her fingertips instinctively moved closer, but she dared not touch it.

The thin thread hung lightly in the middle of his back, its color a translucent grayish-white, carrying a faint, eerie aura.

It's not rough or conspicuous, yet it exudes an inexplicable sense of eeriness and incongruity!

Ning Ye's pupils contracted sharply, and his heart sank!

He stared intently at the thin thread, his mind racing through all the images from the entire night!

balloon!

Smiley face balloons!

In an instant, all the clues connected!

All the flaws, all the oddities, all the lingering sense of disharmony, all suddenly aligned perfectly!

Ning Ye's voice trembled with disbelief and solemnity for the first time!

"This is... the string used to tie balloons?!"

That settled it in one sentence!

The entire room fell silent!

Su Qing's blood instantly turned backward!

My scalp is tingling!

A chill instantly crept up my back!

How is that possible?!

The rules have clearly collapsed completely, and the possession has clearly been completely dispelled!

Why is the control string used to tie the balloon still attached to the little girl?!

What does this line mean?!

mean--

She never truly escaped the control!

This means that the victory, the breaking of the possession, and the return to normal were all fake!

It's all a staged illusion!

"No...it's impossible..."

Su Qing's lips turned white, and she subconsciously shook her head, her voice trembling and breaking down.

"The balloon has burst! The black mist has dissipated! We clearly won the game!"

Why is there still a rope?!

Danger!

Extreme danger!

A crisis even more terrifying than last night's relentless hunt and deadly trap has once again enveloped the entire area!

But in that very second, as the three were shaken to their core and everyone was gripped by terror!

Hahaha--!!!

Abrupt! Mad! Harsh!

An extremely exaggerated, extremely bizarre, and mocking laugh suddenly rang out from behind the three people!

The laughter was neither male nor female, neither human nor ghost, sharp and tearing, mixed with hoarse panting, like countless fine lines scraping against sheet metal!

It instantly filled the entire hallway!

hum-

The air vibrated violently!

The surrounding glimmer of light instantly dimmed!

The first light of dawn was instantly obscured by an invisible black mist!

The entire corridor instantly plunged into pitch black silence!

A sudden gust of cold wind rushed in, howling and howling, and a bone-chilling cold instantly enveloped the three of them!

"Who?!"

Ning Ye felt every hair on his body stand on end!

A massive malice, far exceeding that of the balloon monster, locked onto the three of them!

He turned around instantly, shielding the two girls behind him, his fists clenched, and his entire body instantly gathered strength!

Muscles taut to the limit, ready to fight to the death at any moment!

Su Qing's heart clenched in fright, and she instinctively gasped:

"Holy crap!"

Nancy was so startled by the sudden, eerie laughter that she shuddered and blurted out:

"Ah!"

A sharp, fragmented scream got stuck in her throat, her little face was as pale as paper, and her whole body was trembling!

The three of them turned around in unison!

His gaze was fixed on the dark shadows of the stairwell behind him!

next second!

A tall, comical, yet terrifying figure slowly emerged from the darkness!

A bright red, fluffy afro, a deathly pale face with exaggeratedly upturned scarlet lips that split from the corners of the mouth to the ears!

Wearing a baggy, brightly colored clown costume, stained with dark red spots, it's hard to imagine how much blood it has been stained with!

His feet were clad in heavy black leather shoes, and his steps were slow, elegant, and playful.

Each step landed without making a sound!

Silently treading through blood, silently treading through darkness!

It is the most secretive, most terrifying, and never-seen figure in the Ghost City, always lurking behind the scenes—the Clown Ghost!

His eyes were dark and empty, without a trace of white, staring intently at the three panicked people.

The exaggerated scarlet smile at the corner of his mouth carried the ultimate malice of toying with ants and looking down on all living beings.

Hahaha... Hehehe...

The eerie laughter still echoed in my ears, layer upon layer, never fading away.

The clown slowly stopped and stood three meters away from the three people.

Looking down at them quietly.

That look was as if he were looking at three toys that were about to collapse, were on the verge of despair, and were at the mercy of others.

"Don't you guys really like playing games?"

The clown spoke slowly, his voice hoarse and sticky, carrying a mocking smile, each word icy and chilling.

"You had a lot of fun playing the orange game, didn't you?"

"Since you enjoy playing so much..."

"Then let's continue."

The moment he finished speaking, the clown slightly raised his hand.

With a gentle flick of the fingertip!

hum!

The air in the entire corridor froze instantly!

All sounds of wind, echoes, and breathing ceased abruptly!

The extreme sense of oppression almost suffocated the three of them!

Ning Ye's eyes flashed with coldness as he stared intently at the clown in front of him, his mind racing.

The mastermind behind it all!

original!

From beginning to end!

Smiley Balloons, Orange Game, Human Heart Hunt, Massacre!

It's not just a single, bizarre act of mischief at all!

It was all orchestrated by this clown, a series of deadly games!

They thought they had broken the deadlock and turned the tide, that they had survived a desperate situation, and that they had won the way out.

Little did they know, they had only passed the first hurdle!

The real endgame has only just begun!

"The second game."

The clown tilted his head slightly, his crimson smile growing even more sinister.

His empty black eyes slowly swept over the seemingly innocent little girl in Su Qing's arms.

"The rules of the game are very simple."

"Now, all you need to do is kill her."

"Kill this little girl immediately, right now, with your own hands."

"And that will win the game."

"Complete the game and survive safely."

In a word!

It instantly dragged everyone in the audience into the ultimate purgatory of humanity!

Kill her!