bookbashuk Chapter 563 Total Annihilation
Chapter 563 Total Annihilation
Wasim scoffed, "Don't tell me it's some kind of weird thing from the broadcasting room, deliberately making fun of us in the middle of the night..."
Before he could finish speaking, a sudden, inexplicable feeling of dizziness washed over him.
Wasim swayed, gripping the edge of the bed and hissing softly, "So dizzy..."
Lin Feng became alert almost simultaneously, and his speech quickened: "Me too."
Nikolai gave a muffled "hmm" in agreement, his fingers supporting his temples as he frowned.
Derek lay face down on the pillow, his voice hoarse as he cursed, "Damn it...it feels like I've been punched in the temple..."
Lin Feng gritted his teeth, his vision blurring: "This music is wrong!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a faint, continuous hissing sound came from the ventilation duct in the corner of the ceiling.
A strange fragrance seeped out from the ventilation vents, quietly enveloping the beds, the floor, and everyone in the dormitory.
The rationality within the four people was rapidly dissolving.
A dozen seconds later, the eyes of the four figures in the darkness suddenly turned a scarlet blood color, their pupils dark red, filled with a ferocious and manic light.
The first to lose control was Derek, who had a back injury. The psychedelic music and the poison gas drove him into a complete frenzy.
He suddenly rolled off the bed, completely ignoring the lacerated wound on his back, and let out a low, fierce roar as he lunged at Nikolai, the closest person to him. His movements were grotesque and violent, showing no sign of being a companion.
Vassim and Nikolai followed closely behind, their eyes bloodshot and their bodies radiating extreme aggression.
The once harmonious dormitory instantly turned into a bloody battleground. The three men punched, thrashed, and tore at each other wildly, their movements fierce and deadly, each move deadly. The small dormitory was filled with dull thuds and heavy panting.
Only Lin Feng, with his extraordinary mental strength and willpower, withstood the corrosive effects of the miasma and poison gas on his mind and remained conscious.
His face was cold as he dodged and weaved amidst the chaotic fighting, avoiding the out-of-control attacks of his three companions while rapidly thinking of a way to escape.
But after only a minute, the bone-chilling drowsiness completely broke through his mental defenses, and his mind was completely devoured by the evil energy.
Lin Feng let out a low growl, and his whole body shot out like a lit powder keg.
He grabbed Derek's swung fist, twisted it and flung him against the bed frame. Then he turned and caught Vassim's attack, slamming his shoulder into Vassim's chest and sending him flying.
Nikolai lunged at him from the side, but Lin Feng dodged to the side and slammed his elbow into Nikolai's ribs with a dull thud, accompanied by Nikolai's groan of pain.
His face had lost all semblance of camaraderie.
All that's left is madness.
The four men were wrestling in the cramped dormitory room, their fists clashing, their shouts and gasps echoing as the bed frame slammed against the wall.
I don't know how much time passed.
Five minutes? Or maybe longer.
When the final impact subsided, the dormitory fell silent.
Three people were lying on the ground.
Derek lay motionless at the foot of the bed, the bloodstains on his back soaking a large area of the floor.
Nikolai leaned against the wall, his glasses nowhere to be seen, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.
Wasim lay on his back in the center, his chest rising and falling slightly.
Only Lin Feng remained standing.
His chest heaved violently, his clothes were tattered, his sleeves were torn with a long gash, and his knuckles were stained with someone's blood.
His bloodshot eyes swept over the three bodies lying at his feet, and a low, hoarse roar suddenly escaped his throat—
Like a wild beast that has won a territorial battle, it proclaims its victory, its demeanor oppressive, fierce, and imbued with a chilling, savage aura.
The piano music continued, juxtaposing gentle chords with the bloody and chaotic scene, absurd as if someone were playing a lullaby in a slaughterhouse, tenderly coaxing a room full of corpses to sleep.
Just as Lin Feng breathed a sigh of relief, the cement ground beneath his feet suddenly cracked with fine lines.
Countless eerie, dark, wet, and sticky tentacles burst from the ground, wrapping around his ankles, limbs, and waist with irresistible force.
Lin Feng's pupils shrank sharply as he struggled to break free, only to find that the tentacles' power was vast and strange, utterly impossible to resist.
The pitch-black tentacles suddenly dragged him downwards, enveloping his body and plunging him violently into the cracked ground.
However, at the same instant, a pitch-black shadow silently peeled away from his feet, its outline perfectly matching his, like a piece of skin peeled off his body.
Shadow Puppet Substitute Death... Triggered.
The shadow puppet spread its arms to meet the oncoming tentacles, and the restraints that were binding its main body were instantly transferred to the shadow puppet.
The body landed back on the dormitory floor, its soles firmly planted on the cold cement.
A golden glow, granting invincibility for three seconds, illuminated the body. Simultaneously, the body automatically teleported backward, the back slamming against the bed frame with a muffled "thud."
Lin Feng gasped for breath, cold sweat beading on his forehead, his pupils still reflecting the horror of falling into darkness.
Derek, Wasim, and Nikolai were nowhere to be found, clearly having been dragged underground.
The piano music played on a relentless loop, its gentle chords drifting through the empty room, chillingly tender.
Lin Feng's back was pressed against the bed frame, and he hadn't even had time to catch his breath—
The cement ground beneath my feet cracked again.
This time the cracks spread faster and more densely, with fissures instantly covering the entire dormitory floor like a spider web.
The jet-black tentacles surged out like a tidal wave, several times more numerous than before.
"Hold--"
Lin Feng only managed to utter half a word before dozens of tentacles simultaneously wrapped around his ankles.
A force several times more ferocious than the last time ripped him toward the ground.
The crack, like a hungry mouth, slammed shut the moment he fell.
The floor was restored to a flat state, and the cement surface was as good as new.
The piano music is still playing.
........................
Its daybreak.
The morning light seeped in through the narrow vent of the underground dormitory, a hazy gray with the pale hue characteristic of Yongshan Hospital.
Lin Feng opened his eyes, his vision blurred for a few seconds before slowly clearing.
My temples throbbed with a dull ache in my chest, and I felt exhausted and disoriented, as if I had been pulled out of deep water.
He propped himself up on the bed board, which creaked beneath him.
It seems like... I had a very long dream.
What terrifying things were in his dream? But when he tried to grasp those fragments, his brain felt like it was being squeezed tightly, and he winced in pain.
He instinctively raised his left wrist.
Five skulls were neatly arranged on the skin, and his gaze fell on the one on the far left—
His pupils suddenly contracted.
The skull turned dark red, like dried blood seeping into flesh, exuding a glaring ferocity.
Lin Feng stared at it for a full five seconds, his Adam's apple bobbing.
Five skulls, five lives!
One of the skulls turned red, which means he lost his life!
Something must have happened last night!