"Xiu Ge! It's been two minutes!" Zhao Hao interrupted Feng Xiu's climax.
Feng Xiu's expression instantly returned to calm.
"You go away first, I'm going to experiment with the power of spirituality."
"So you really became the spiritual master that Wang Ziteng talked about?" Zhao Hao exclaimed with joy.
Feng Xiu nodded and then Zhao Hao wisely ran towards the left corridor.
Suddenly, Feng Xiu raised his right hand and spirituality attached to it.
He looked at the female doctor who was still eating and muttered to himself, "Let me let you feel the pain first."
He was very satisfied with the characteristic of the ability of pain, and he guessed that this ability was not weak.
If this ability fell into the hands of someone else, it would naturally be a weak ability, but in his hands, it was a divine skill!
It was a one-hit kill!
Because when he punched, it represented the pain he suffered from death 21 times. Who could withstand this level of pain!?
And with the increasing number of deaths in the future, the pain would become more and more, which meant that this was an ability that could be infinitely enhanced.
Boom!
Feng Xiu punched at the female doctor's head.
The female doctor who was still eating did not react at all.
Bang!
A dull sound rang out.
Roar!
The female doctor suddenly burst into extremely painful screams, her body fell to the ground with a bang, her long hands tightly covering her head, constantly trembling, and even the surgical knife in her hand fell to the ground.
Feng Xiu, who had initially achieved results, frowned. This punch did not give him the results he wanted.
Although the female doctor was in pain, she clearly did not experience the pain he felt when transmitting spirituality. Obviously, there was resistance, and after this punch, his spirituality was depleted.
He couldn't punch a second time.
One percent of spirituality was still too weak, and the reason why the effect was not obvious was probably because he had not broken through the defense.
The female physician's head showed no obvious external injuries and only suffered slight damage,
which meant that her pain could not be fully transmitted. It seems that next time, I'll have to really injure the weird one to get results.
The power of fists was ultimately limited, so it would be best to use a weapon. But can ordinary weapons conduct spirituality?
With this thought, Fang Xiu suddenly noticed the surgical knife that had just fallen to the ground near the female physician! Without hesitation, he picked up the surgical knife from the ground. As it entered his hand,
it felt very cold, like a piece of ice. In the moment that he held it, he felt waves of incredibly violent negative emotions beginning to assault his mind, containing the grievances, anger, hatred, and so on of countless people. These violent negative emotions could almost tear a person's soul apart.
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An ordinary person would likely be transformed into a killing machine upon contact with these emotions. However, Fang Xiu was not an ordinary person. If these negative emotions were compared to ink, they would dye every soul black. But what if the soul was already black to begin with?
Painting ink onto black paper would not change it from black to another color. Therefore, these negative emotions did not overwhelm Fang Xiu's soul, but instead made him feel like he was encountering kindred spirits. Gradually, countless shattered images appeared before Fang Xiu's eyes – semi-human and semi-weird beings bound to surgical tables, with sharp surgical knives cutting and dismembering them. Suddenly, he understood. The female physician had used this surgical knife to conduct experiments on the weird beings in the mental hospital, and as a result, the knife absorbed countless grievances of the weird beings. Later, something must have happened in the mental hospital, and the female physician was overwhelmed by the knife's negative emotions, transforming her into a weird being.
This meant that the true source of the weirdness was the surgical knife itself, and the female physician was just influenced by it. So, could I kill the female physician with this knife that I now possess? Swish!
A bright silver cold light flashed, fiercely slicing towards the female physician's pale neck. Clang!
A crisp metallic clang sounded, followed by sparks flying everywhere.
The female doctor's neck was unharmed.
Fang Xiu was slightly stunned.
This couldn't be true!
The surgical knife was capable of cutting countless strange things, so how could it not cut the female doctor?
Unless it was spiritual power!
He instantly realized what was happening!
The surgical knife required spiritual power to function, but his own spiritual power was depleted, causing the knife to be unable to unleash its full power.
It seemed that he couldn't seek revenge for the time being.
Without any hesitation, Fang Xiu turned and ran.
He was afraid that the female doctor would recover and no longer eat Wu Dahai's body, then turn around and attack him.
Zhao Hao, who had been waiting in the left passage, immediately began to run with him.
As they ran, Fang Xiu left the corridor and came to a hall, which was very empty. In the hall, he saw his two colleagues who had just been with him.
At this moment, the two colleagues were hiding behind a large pillar in the hall.
Fang Xiu couldn't see them originally because the pillar blocked his line of sight, but since he had activated his spiritual power, his senses had become more acute, and he could easily hear the two colleagues' rapid breathing and anxious heartbeat.
There were four doors around the hall, leading to unknown places.
"Brother Xu, there are four doors here, which way should we go?" Zhao Hao asked.
The two colleagues hiding behind the pillar immediately walked out upon hearing the voices.
"That's great, you two are okay."
"Fang Xiu, please show us the way."
Zhao Hao was startled. "Damn, you two were hiding here all along, yet you ran fast earlier and now you want Brother Xu to lead the way."
The two colleagues smiled awkwardly and didn't say anything, but looked at Fang Xiu with a pleading expression.
Fang Xiu didn't pay attention to them, but calmly looked at the four doors. "It's simple, we try them one by one."
Zhao Hao and the others were stunned.
!
In this eerie realm racing against time, there's no time to try things one by one.
Just as the crowd was about to advise him, Fang Hou had already walked towards the westernmost door.
The others had no choice but to follow.
But at that moment...
Roar!!
A non-human howl echoed throughout the venue.
Immediately after, the ceiling began to shake, as if something was running on top of it.
The crowd was instantly shocked.
"It's the eerie! It's caught up!"
"How is this possible! Wang Ziteng and Wu Dahai are two people, how could they be so fast?"
Fang Hou quickly realized that it was highly likely that he had attacked the eerie, or that he had snatched the surgical knife from the female physician, breaking her killing pattern.
"Go!"
He shouted and immediately pushed open the westernmost door and ran inside, with the others following.
The westernmost door led to a staircase, so everyone started running up the stairs for their lives.
Among them, the fastest was Fang Hou. Although he had a depleted spiritual power, the added boost from activating it could mobilize most of his muscles, allowing him to explode with astonishing strength.
But he was no match for the eerie. The female physician seemed to have no special abilities except for her long legs, which enabled her to climb the stairs quickly.
In just a moment, she appeared at the top of the stairs, ignoring everyone else and pouncing directly at Fang Hou.
Fang Hou couldn't dodge in time and was immediately knocked down by the female physician, who used her limbs to firmly press down on his limbs like a vise.
Roar!
The female physician let out an angry roar, opened her blood-filled mouth, and fiercely bit towards Fang Hou's neck.
Splurt!
Blood spurted out.
Fang Hou, deceased!