My ‘Healing’ Game
Chapter 379: Encounter in the Underworld (4000)

Chapter 379: Chapter 379: Encounter in the Underworld (4000)

The Soul of Evil held no reverence for the "gods" of the Death Building. In its eyes, there were only two kinds of people in the Death Building: those it had the power to kill now, and those it needed to borrow other powers to kill.

It seemed as if another world was connected beneath Zhuang Ren’s youngest daughter’s bed, with countless God Statues crawling out, large and small, each with a different expression.

Lifting its left foot, the Soul of Evil crushed an approaching God Statue, the hair trapped within the statue was sent flying into the air by the dust.

"Hair hidden inside God Statues, is it the God Statues that are paying homage to the owner of the hair, or is the owner of the hair the god?"

Yellow Paper filled with various ways of death was torn to pieces, every piece of Yellow Paper represented a type of Death Curse. Even after the God Statues were shattered, the Death Curse that enveloped the hair still clung desperately to it, as if it intended to be destroyed together with the hair.

With a swing of its arm, many God Statues were smashed to bits, and the Soul of Evil with a ferocious laugh, slammed into the bed.

The bed slats collapsed, and God Statues crawled out endlessly from the broken slats, like the tide, their number was simply too many.

"Every God Statue contains a hair that’s half black and half white? A person probably has around one hundred thousand hairs. Does that mean there are one hundred thousand Divine Spirits hidden under this bed?" The Soul of Evil, with its blood-stained mouth, slowly curved upwards, "You gods are really too cheap, aren’t you?"

Individual God Statues had no effect on the Soul of Evil, but when hundreds of them lunged forward, even Old Ghost started to show wounds on his body.

The Ghosts and Monsters hidden within the God Statues possessed a very special ability, as if they had absorbed the aura of the "gods’" hair by being with it for a long time, making them immune to most curses.

Strange noises continued unceasingly, a storm of Dark Energy swept through the room, and broken God Statues littered everywhere.

However, it seemed that the owner of the hair within the God Statues was an existence that transcended Hatred, as even the burning Black Hatred could not destroy his hair.

While destroying the God Statues, the Soul of Evil was also collecting the fallen hair, unaware of what they were for, but intuition told it that these hairs were dangerous, and that they had to be quickly taken to Room 4044.

Having completely attracted the wrath of the God Statues, the Soul of Evil burst into laughter and exited the room.

The massive ghostly form, like a Corpse Dragon, crawled along the walls, chased by countless God Statues.

"Come on! Let your Hatred burn upon me!"

Old Ghost, with arms ablaze in Black Fire, tore the door of Room 4144 and left with it, intending to spread the God Statues throughout the building so that the Owners could help share the pressure and slaughter the God Statues.

Dense God Statues ran or crawled, each seemingly alive, chasing Old Ghost down the stairs.

In the past, no one dared to cause trouble in Room 4144, and in a community where every household was accustomed to Soul-summoning, no one would desecrate Divine Spirits, even offering incense to a God Statue if encountered on the road.

The Soul of Evil and Old Ghost, now in utter despair, had broken the Taboo of the Death Building. They not only smashed the God Statues but also planned to kill all the "gods" inside the building.

As time passed, the expressions on the faces of the God Statues that ran out of Room 4144 became increasingly rich, closer and closer to that of real people.

More eerie still, some of the God Statues actually carried warmth, just like living skin.

In the pitch-black hallway, the Old Ghost slithered through the corridor, with the bloodstains quickly being occupied by divine statues.

At that moment, the mournful music gathered at the source of the Gesheng, where the parts left by the Death Building Manager were fully attracted by the Gesheng, giving the Soul of Evil a space to fully exert its power.

Listening to the creepy Gesheng within the building, even an Old Ghost close to Hatred, in the face of that singing, would still feel a sense of fear.

"Who the hell is the madman that brought something so terrifying here? However, if not for this singing, I wouldn’t have been able to persuade the Old Ghost."

Flying surged to the fourth floor, where the Soul of Evil smashed through the safety door, letting Hatred scorch the walls, as he guided those divine statues to the doorway of room 4044.

The ghosts and monsters within the divine statues had already been driven mad by the Soul of Evil, which had long wanted to confront them head-on. But the place for this battle needed to be very particular; it had to be in front of the Gate God.

The blown-apart divine statues danced in the air, while the Paper of Curse, inscribed with various fates, and hair were piled up in different ways by the Soul of Evil at the entrance of room 4044.

At first, he hadn’t thought too much about it, but soon both he and the divine statues noticed something.

When the hair from inside the divine statues touched the door of room 4044, the blood-red door would actually devour the hair completely.

New figures and strange characters would appear on the Gate Heart where the Gate God resided, and the bloody image of the Gate God on the door would begin to fade, as if all the designs and curses were being absorbed by the hair.

In fact, during the battle, the Soul of Evil had already discovered one thing: the hair inside the divine statues was very special, easily penetrating the seal of room 4044.

In other words, it was as if the hair had originally come from inside room 4044, and the owner of the hair was the true master of the room.

When the hair was first stuffed into room 4044, there was nothing unusual inside the room. The owners seemed to have made up their minds to watch coldly from the sidelines while the fight outside went on.

But as more and more hair merged into the door of 4044, some of the maimed divine statues actually started to claw at the door of the room, seemingly trying to enter and retrieve that hair.

Gradually, the divine statues covered the door of 4044, and the originally blood-red door began to change, the intimidating image of the Gate God was fading!

Witnessing this scene, the Soul of Evil’s eyes gleamed, like a child beholding their favorite toy. He unleashed all the Hatred in his body, stirring up a massive tide of Dark Energy!

The divine statues were thrown toward room 4044, and the hair within them silently vanished upon the Blood Gate.

As the blood color on the door grew fainter, the Soul of Evil, covered in divine statues, crashed directly into the door of room 4044.

"Bang!"

The cracks spread from the center of the door of room 4044, which, like a heart full of fractures, throbbed uneasily under the impact from the Old Ghost.

At that moment, the mournful music in the building suddenly rose, the music which had been confronting the songs seemed to sense something and hurried towards the Death Building.

The lament resounded in one’s ears, but it could not drown out the maniacal laughter of the Soul of Evil, who looked at the cracks on the door and became even more unhinged!

Eyes opened within the blood, their pupils filled with overflowing intent to kill!

Again and again, the impacts, as if the Soul of Evil was about to tear apart Room 4044’s atrium!

The statues of the divine spirits had shattered countless times, and Old Ghost’s body was also covered in scars, but the black fire of hatred in his heart burned even brighter, as if it were about to break through a certain barrier.

The door panel had already loosened, the dense web of cracks extending from the heart of the door, connecting Room 4044 with the Death Building as if they were blood vessels.

With Old Ghost’s latest impact, having dissolved who knows how many strands of hair and the curse, the door of Room 4044 finally burst open!

Thick bloodstains blurred the vision, and within Room 4044 were wardrobes after wardrobes, each with a red door!

This room seemed to be the intersection of all passages in the Closet World nightmare, or perhaps one of the hearts of the entire Death Building.

"The Gate God on the Gate Heart has disappeared; where has the Manager’s guard dog hidden itself?"

The Soul of Evil, adorned with statues of divine spirits, peeked into Room 4044. These statues initially chased the Soul of Evil out of hatred, but ever since the door of Room 4044 was opened, they seemed to be attracted to something in the room, beginning to crawl towards a certain wardrobe on their own.

The fourth floor slowly returned to tranquility. In the shadow of the corridor’s corner, a shoe stepped on a shattered divine statue.

"Is that the Building Chief? How has he become even uglier than you?"

The tall, gaunt shadow, Li Zai, slowly emerged from the shadows, looking uncertainly at the one-eyed shop assistant Yinglong beside him.

"I don’t know, the Shop Manager has never given me such a feeling; in my eyes, he has always been a very gentle person, with a power that could illuminate others," Yinglong carried a board-shaped object covered with black cloth on his back, which was very heavy; even Medium-type Resentment Yinglong felt a bit strained carrying it.

"It’s his voice, but not his scent," Xu Qin’s expression was terrifying, as if she were about to go on a killing spree at any moment, the blood-red Dinner Knife slashing through the dark energy drifting through the corridor.

"Should we enter? This room looks very dangerous. We don’t have any information right now, and rushing in might lead us to encounter something bad."

As they conversed, the black cloth on Yinglong’s back suddenly slid off by itself, revealing a gigantic mirror he was carrying on his back.

The moment the black cloth fell, those near the mirror immediately scattered to the sides, and those who couldn’t dodge in time simply closed their eyes, refusing to look at their reflections in the mirror.

"The one merged with the Giant Ghost is indeed the person we’re looking for, but it is not the complete him; it’s one of his three souls," a man’s voice came from the mirror, and after he spoke, no one around spoke again.

A moment later, Yinglong, still carrying the mirror, asked, "What does one of the three souls mean? Mirror God, clarify, please! The person’s behavior is completely, slightly, perhaps somewhat different from the Building Chief’s..."

Yinglong glanced at the devastated corridor and the statues that had attracted to break the door of Room 4044. He suddenly felt that wasn’t this exactly the kind of thing Han Fei would often do?

"A person turns into a ghost because their soul cannot let go of its obsessions. What’s unique about a person is their soul; each person’s soul is different, containing all the traces of a person’s existence." Mirror God was one of the oldest residents in the Happiness Residential Community, with a mysterious background. The man in the mirror seemed to know a lot about souls: "The one merged with the Giant Ghost is Han Fei’s Evil Soul, containing his most primal desires and impulses. To put it simply, what you see is an unrestrained, the craziest, the truest version of him."

"The truest him? Was the Building Chief always so dangerous?" Li Zai sneaked a glance at Mirror God and, after realizing his soul hadn’t been captured by the mirror, his courage grew.

"He now won’t hide his thoughts, acts without restraint, but he also has the right to be mad. Ordinary people will become dazed and lost without their soul, and a lost soul quickly dissipates, but Han Fei’s soul is obviously different; it always feels very special," said Mirror God, who hadn’t spoken this much in a long time.

"Since it’s Han Fei’s soul, then I should help him." Xu Qin stepped over the shattered statues on the ground, not even glancing at the broken faces. She lightly touched the human skin guard on a certain Dinner Knife and resolutely entered Room 4044.

There was no need for words, one by one, figures followed behind her and passed through.

In the blood-red room, every closet door was flung open, revealing clothes stained with blood.

Most of the closets seemed like split-open bellies, constantly oozing blood, looking exceptionally terrifying.

Following the fragments of the god statues on the floor, Xu Qin and the others from Happiness Residential Community arrived at the bedroom of room 4044.

There were neither beds nor tables in this bedroom, just a colossal wardrobe, into which all the statues ultimately entered.

Completely pushing the closet door open, inside was an endless array of bloody clothes, with faint cries and pleas of dead souls emanating from them.

"I am Curse itself, nothing inside the Death Building can harm me. I’ll go in first to take a look; you guys wait here for me."

"I’m carrying Mirror God on my back, I can help you at the crucial moment."

"Despair and death are what I fear the least, and although I’ve cried out all my tears, my cry can still aid you; I’m with you."

All of them came over, and eventually, they all entered the wardrobe together.

Lifting the bloody clothes one by one, the residents of Happiness soon discovered something very strange: all the statues that had entered the closet, whether broken or intact, were adorned with a miniature version of the bloody clothes.

The god statues dressed in the bloodstained garments from the closet began to look more human and seemed to be coming to life under the influence of some force.

"There’s still such a place hidden in the Death Building?"

A multitude of Blood Clothes had been taken by the statues, clearing their view. They quickly reached the center of the Closet World.

The Old Ghost, controlled by Soul of Evil, was fighting with the Headless Door God. The Old Ghost had the Door God’s arm in his mouth, and his own body was nearly cleaved open by the Door God, yet he was completely indifferent, his hysterical laughter resonating throughout the entire Closet World.

As the clash and maniacal laughter continued, wounds multiplying on the Old Ghost’s body, but the flames of hatred inside him grew stronger.

After yet another collision, the Old Ghost and the Door God crashed heavily to the ground.

This time the Old Ghost did not launch another reckless attack on the Door God but suddenly twisted his head to look behind him. Soul of Evil was an absolutely rational madman, and through the gaps in the bloody clothes, he noticed the people from Happiness Residential Community.

"You must have come through the gap in the mist, right? People inside the building are desperate to escape, yet you ran in here yourselves to die?" Soul of Evil seemed to have long sensed their presence.

As blood rained down, Xu Qin emerged from the bloody clothes: "We’re not here to die, we’re here to take you home."

Figure after figure stepped out, looking at the ferocious Old Ghost, no trace of fear in their eyes, but rather, concern.

"Home? Are you my family?" Soul of Evil’s cracked mouth curled into a smile, his eyes filled with malevolence staring at Xu Qin, "Why do I feel so hungry when I see you, as if that intense emotion wants to swallow you whole into my belly? Have I loved you deeply before? Were you my wife in life?"