When I was in a world of unconventional rules and taboos

There's definitely something wrong with the ginseng doll!

It seems that all of this was a scheme orchestrated by someone behind the scenes, designed to test the chosen one's choice in the face of life and death.

Should one risk everything to save lives, or choose to run away without hesitation?

Everyone exhibits multiple facets when death approaches.

The complexity of human nature is something that even legendary deities cannot truly predict.

Behind every choice lies a variety of consequences.

Aaron closed his eyes again, thinking to himself.

He silently felt the life energy flowing from the spring water rapidly repairing his already battered body.

In the previous battle with the python demon, he was almost driven to the brink of defeat. If he hadn't offered himself as bait, entered its mouth, and used the "strange jar" to launch an internal self-destruction that severely injured it, his chances of victory would have been less than 30%.

In essence, the power of the python-dragon demon is still greater than that of Aaron when he was "demonized" and used the "clown potion".

However, the outcome of a battle is not always determined by pure strength; other factors also play a role.

At least this time, Aaron won!

bang——

His body quickly sank to the bottom of the spring, creating ripples.

As time passed, the already weak body began to transform, becoming stronger and more resilient.

His original middle-aged appearance began to change slightly, as if he were rejuvenating and transforming into a young man.

The once gray and withered hair began to recover, becoming delicate, smooth, and full of vitality.

"My physical abilities are at least several times stronger than before, a true qualitative leap. Even the life force lost from using the demon mask has been made up for, and I feel like I'm ten years younger."

Aaron knew very well that this was the reward for his previous performance.

The Ginseng Baby's true strength is probably far greater than that of the Python King.

The life energy of the ginseng root that its finger transformed into was unimaginable, enough to bring Aaron earth-shattering benefits.

This alone is enough to make it comparable in value to any item from a ghost story.

However, this was just an extra gift from the ginseng doll; the real reward was still in his arms.

The value of that bead taken from the head of the python-dragon demon is probably unimaginable.

It is highly likely that it is also a prop from a ghost story!

Since entering this instance, Aaron has already gained more benefits from this ghost story dungeon than he could have obtained from clearing the previous instance.

Although this ghost story instance is terrifying, the hidden benefits and opportunities within it are also incredibly abundant.

Aaron estimated that even if the ginseng doll wasn't the mastermind behind the maze, it was at least one of its members, or perhaps its subordinate.

After a long while, once all the life energy in the spring had been absorbed,

Without hesitation, Aaron swam upwards, leaped out of the spring, pushed open the door in front of him, and headed towards another labyrinthine space.

......

Accompanied by a series of eerie howls and terrifying explosions,

After searching for several hours, the ghosts and spirits finally gave up the idea of ​​searching.

Clearly, the audacious zombie that kidnapped the bride has probably already escaped.

After venting his rage, the terrifying demon king, his face ashen, snorted coldly and vanished without a trace.

Deep underground, inside a huge block of ice that had sealed two figures, the ferocious, blue-faced, fanged "zombie" suddenly twitched its eyelids, as if it had sensed something, and began to slowly absorb the surrounding cold air.

Soon, a vacuum space appeared inside the huge ice block, and Father Davis, who had been keeping his eyelids tightly closed, suddenly opened his eyes. His dark eyes were like a pool of black water, without the slightest ripple.

His lifeless gaze was fixed on the "bride" who had also been freed from her frozen state and had awakened.

The "bride" in front of them was actually a human being.

According to what the monsters said before, this is a boundary breaker from another labyrinth space.

After the bride woke up, she looked at the "zombie" so close to her. Instead of gratitude for her benefactor, her eyes were filled with vigilance and wariness.

"Thank you for saving my life. I have a treasure on me that I can use as a reward."

She then took a heavy, strange ring from her bosom and threw it toward Father Davis.

Father Davis grabbed it, a ripple of emotion flickering in his eyes as he looked at the ring engraved with strange patterns on his hand.

This strange ring is actually a prop from a ghost story.

Moreover, it was the supernatural item he had always dreamed of and wanted, which could enhance his physical abilities!

In an instant, those lifeless eyes stared intently at the bride before them, gradually revealing a greedy desire.

"Sir, this is the only treasure I possess. I obtained it in a certain labyrinth, and to repay your great kindness, I offer it as a reward!"

The bride, naturally, also keenly sensed that hint of greed and cautiously took a step back.

"I think we're even!"

Father Davis remained silent, staring intently at her with a chilling gaze, causing the bride to gradually break out in a cold sweat.

Soon, she saw a blood-stained Bible suddenly appear in the hand of the "zombie" in front of her, and a strange blood-red light suddenly appeared.

At that moment, the bride felt her blood begin to flow uncontrollably, and she couldn't help but scream in fear, but it was all in vain.

After a long while, as the bloodstains dissipated, Father Davis expressionlessly retrieved the bloodstained Bible. In his hand was a parchment scroll covered with dense text. He didn't even glance at the only remaining human skin in front of him, which bore the face of a beautiful woman filled with fear and despair.

This parchment scroll is also a prop from ghost stories, which can conceal the user's aura to a certain extent and be used for disguise.

"I smell a lie..."

click-

A large door with intricate patterns suddenly appeared in front of him.

Father Davis, his eyes deep and unfathomable, pushed open the door and went inside.

After Father Davis left, the door that had suddenly appeared also disappeared.

Hehehe.

A sinister, eerie laugh suddenly broke the silence.

The source of the laughter was the skin of the beautiful woman on the ground, a mask of fear and despair.

......

boom!

A violent tremor shook the earth.

The entire ancestral land of the zombie race was blasted into a huge crater.

Countless zombie remains and limbs were carelessly scattered on the ground.

The "army of vicious dogs" that had blocked all the passages in all directions lowered their heads in silence as they witnessed the horrifying scene before them.

A figure with long, black hair, wielding a black longsword and carrying a black coffin stood tall on the battlefield, indifferently observing everything before him.

Zombie race! Exterminate them!

......

Happy Children's Day!