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Zhao Hao gave them an OK sign, then grabbed the doorknob, twisted it, pushed the door open, and went inside.

As Zhao Hao stepped inside, it felt as if he had entered a bloodstained slaughterhouse, the kind that had been working for dozens of hours without being cleaned.

The ground was sticky and slippery, covered in pools of filthy blood. Bloodstains splattered on the walls and tabletops, and blood dripped from the ceiling from time to time...

It was dark and blurry here, with only the dim moonlight from outside the window illuminating the space. If it weren't for Zhao Hao, most people probably wouldn't be able to see anything at all.

Moreover, the size of this place seems a bit off!

Even if ladies are given priority and the girls' dormitories are larger than the boys' dormitories, they shouldn't be this big.

Zhao Hao understood that everything before him was caused by the superimposed high-level spiritual vision and that monster.

This space is the domain of its psionic influence.

"This is going to be tricky!" Zhao Hao secretly prepared the Dragon Slayer Saber to materialize at any time.

His only regret was that he didn't bring Orange and Soft with him because it was inconvenient to go to school.

Although the Thousand-Mile Donkey still needs to be summoned at any time, its combat power is truly pathetic; summoning it is like adding a donkey meat sandwich to the monster's meal.

Fortunately, Zhao Hao always had his shadow dog, Wangcai, ready in his shadow.

After all, it's an old silver coin; you always have to have some trump cards up your sleeve.

This is also why Zhao Hao dared to be a lone hero.

Judging from the monster's psionic energy fluctuations, although it was troublesome, it was definitely not at the level of the previous pseudo-bronze level, so Zhao Hao was confident that he could deal with it.

Shadowhound Wangcai is a Black Iron 4-star summon, and with himself added, there's no reason why it can't withstand a monster that hasn't even reached Bronze level.

Besides, I still have the Heavenly Capital Five Thunder Talisman that Uncle Tie gave me!

That's true courage!

Zhao Hao stepped inside. Sylvia's prophetic painting showed that the monster emerged from the bathroom mirror, and was still separated from Xu Kexin by the bathroom door. Perhaps he should go there and take a look.

The dormitory room, which was originally only about 70 square meters, now felt as spacious as a factory. Zhao Hao walked forward for about ten meters, but hadn't gone very far.

At this moment, the bloodstains on the ground began to show abnormalities.

Zhao Hao saw some foul blood and blood droplets beginning to tremble and converge irregularly. It seemed the monster had discovered him!

The dark red, foul blood began to coalesce into clumps of varying sizes, writhing and tumbling like living creatures.

Zhao Hao cautiously searched the area with his Demon Hunter Senses activated, but the place had become the monster's territory. Everywhere was covered in filthy blood, which carried some spiritual energy, and the traces were smeared all over with that filthy blood.

Zhao Hao could sense that the monster was observing him. It sensed that he was a superhuman, which was why it didn't attack immediately.

It is still unknown whether it possesses intelligence, but it certainly has some hunting instincts.

Finding no opening, Zhao Hao continued forward, proceeding cautiously with each step, ready to respond to any possible attack.

After walking another seven or eight meters, Zhao Hao arrived at the door of a bedroom.

This should be the bedroom near the bathroom in Sylvia's painting, and Xu Kexin is standing on this door.

She was dead, her death gruesome, as if she had been wrung out like a towel, twisted and mangled, drained of all her blood. Her body, somehow stuck to the doorframe, wouldn't fall over.

Even Zhao Hao, upon witnessing this scene, felt it was far too cruel.

Even this woman herself felt that she had gone a bit too far.

What a deep grudge!

Of course, consider the second painting: a person and a monster separated by a door, and Xu Kexin's expression, lip movements, and actions. She's probably screaming and kicking the door frantically, right?

How could you be so blind?

At this point, the monster seemed to have lost patience; it had observed enough.

Suddenly, a pool of filthy blood splattered from Zhao Hao's left rear side, shooting towards him like an arrow.

Zhao Hao, keeping his demon-hunting senses active, immediately dodged to the side. The blood-stained arrow struck the wall, its power minimal, like ordinary liquid, scattering the blood everywhere.

At that moment, a monster with blood flowing from its seven orifices and an extremely long, narrow face appeared at Zhao Hao's feet. It crawled out of the blood and grabbed Zhao Hao's calf.

Zhao Hao looked down and saw a long, pale face covered in bloodstains. He could still vaguely make out the features of the girl from the first painting. Even her lip piercing was still there!

It seems that the monster was born from the girl's body. Or perhaps it escaped from somewhere.

Zhao Hao jumped up and kicked the monster in the face. With a "crack", the monster's head broke off and the back of its head stuck to its back.

But it slowly raised its head, opened its mouth wide, and a large amount of foul blood flowed out.

A flash of silver light appeared, and the monster let out a sharp scream before disappearing into the filthy blood.

Zhao Hao didn't think he could kill the thing with one kick, so he immediately delivered a finishing blow.

The spiritual energy was channeled into the Dragon Slayer Blade, forcing out more than an inch of blade energy. With this single strike, the monster's skull was cleaved in two.

A large amount of blood gushed out, but the monster was clearly not dead; instead, it burrowed into the filthy blood and disappeared.

"Damn, it survived being split in two? It ran really fast!"

Zhao Hao surveyed his surroundings, wary of the monster's next attack.

He had somewhat figured it out; the monster's psionic energy was mixed with the filthy blood everywhere, and its abilities must be related to this blood.

Even though he split its head open, it didn't die because its body was actually blood.

To kill it, a wider-range attack is needed. This physical-based sword aura is not very effective.

If you really try to chop it down, it probably won't be done in just a few dozen cuts.

If only that [FFF Fireball] card were still around, that ability card would be perfect for this situation.

A large fireball can evaporate at least two-thirds of the tainted blood, effectively crippling the monster.

Unfortunately, the card was a one-time use card. I used it once, and its power was good, with excellent results. However, I couldn't figure out how to convert psionic energy into FFF-style psionic flames at all.

When asked, Uncle Tie said it was a secret technique of certain schools specializing in fire manipulation, such as the Huode Sect or the Huaguang Sect, a folk lineage that worships the Huaguang Emperor. Their secret methods are far more advanced than ordinary fire talismans. For example, the legendary Samadhi True Fire.

Fire has played a crucial role in human civilization, which is why there are many schools of thought throughout history and across the world that study the power of fire.

The extraordinary path to mastering psionic fire is like starting a fire by friction; it requires understanding the principles and methods.

The fire talisman in the talisman is like a lighter; it's ready to fire when you press it.

The problem is that the output power of a lighter is fixed, and even at the maximum setting, it's not enough.

Besides, I was watching TV in my dorm room when the incident happened so suddenly that I didn't have time to bring much with me, except for a few paper figures and such, which I gave to Sylvie and Winston.

Killing the opponent directly seems unlikely, so it's better to try capturing them alive.

That's right, capture them alive!

Zhao Hao pretended to be timid and hurriedly walked towards the gate, as if he wanted to escape as soon as possible.

Sure enough, the monster couldn't hold back and was about to make its move again.

You think you can just leave after slashing me? You'd better die!

A blood-red figure lunged down from the ceiling, silently lunging at Zhao Hao's back. Its hands were outstretched, and its bright red fingernails were more than ten centimeters long, like ten daggers!

Suddenly, the shadow beneath Zhao Hao's feet began to move...

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Chapter 98 The Hand Piercing the Chest

Zhao Hao's Shadow Dog Wangcai hasn't participated in any battles yet.

However, Zhao Hao tested it and found that, in terms of combat power, Wangcai's combat power was much higher than that of Juzuo!

After all, Orange is lazy and gluttonous, and more inclined to support. But Wangcai is a main combat unit, and its abilities are more mysterious, making it more maneuverable.

For example, hiding in Zhao Hao's shadow, protecting him from behind at all times.

It can move freely in the shadows nearby, and backstab any enemy at any time—Shadow Walk.

Furthermore, it possesses the ability to bite the enemy's shadow and thus harm the enemy's main body—Shadow Eater, which has a somewhat indirect meaning.

Furthermore, its bite inflicts semi-permanent psionic damage; once it bites, your psionic energy is irreparable. And natural healing methods cannot heal the wound—it's incredibly insidious!

These characteristics make it extremely powerful in combat, capable of being both an assassin and a warrior who fights head-on.

At this moment, it suddenly leaped out from Zhao Hao's shadow, its huge fangs snapping at the filthy blood monster.

The Shadow Dog is incredibly majestic, resembling a giant wolf. Its back and tail tip are jet black, but its face and belly are white, otherwise you really wouldn't be able to see its face clearly.

Its eyes were two flickering, eerie blue flames, like ghostly flames in this gloomy setting.

Wangcai bit down on one of the blood-stained monster's arms, held it tightly, and pulled hard, thus controlling the monster.

Only then was the monster's full appearance revealed.

It has a human-like shape but is extremely hunched and shrunken, thin and withered, as if there is no flesh under its skin.

Their limbs became very long, and their hands and feet had mutated into claws.

Only that elongated, pale ghost face still vaguely resembled Selene.

At this moment, Zhao Hao had already equipped the skin card [Deadly Judge]. When he turned around, he was already a judge of the underworld wearing a purple robe, a black veil with wings, a bushy beard, a black face, and eyes like copper bells.

"You audacious demon, do you know your crime?!" Zhao Hao roared, pushing the mirror in his hand forward to reveal the image of the filthy female ghost.

The female ghost let out a miserable scream, and her spiritual energy dissipated considerably, leaving her sluggish and stiff.

Zhao Hao ripped out a piece of cling film and roughly wrapped it around the filthy, blood-stained female ghost!

The female ghost recovered after two seconds and struggled fiercely. Her unusually long face throbbed and struggled under the plastic wrap as if she wanted to tear it apart.

But the plastic wrap was incredibly strong, binding it tightly.

That's right, this is the [Ghost-Catching Plastic Wrap] that Zhao Hao got from his previous ten-pull!

As expected, there are no useless cards, only useless card messengers!

Zhao Hao: This monster, I've captured it alive... Holy crap!

Just when Zhao Hao thought he had succeeded, the filthy female ghost suddenly broke apart, her upper body turning into a pool of filthy blood left in the plastic wrap, and even the arm in Wangcai's mouth turned into something else.

His lower body turned into a pool of blood and fell to the ground, instantly shooting out of the door not far away!

"Don't run!" Zhao Hao hurriedly chased after him out the door.