Chapter 133: Chapter 133 Tony
Being isolated in a small, cramped cell for many years, what does it feel like to finally see the light of day only to find that the once familiar home has turned into unrecognizable ruins?
I cannot imagine, but I know, it definitely is not a pleasant experience.
Anwina, finally able to leave that room, floated quietly in front of us, occasionally stopping to caress walls and oil paintings now covered with dust and even smeared with bloodstains, as if reminiscing about the past grandeur of this house-turned-Ghost House, recalling the happy times she shared working and laughing with her sisters. But all that had become a blurry past—now, there were no luxurious decorations or bright lights left, only dim corridors and spotty bloodstains.
“If I were stronger, the first thing I would do is strangle the mastermind behind this, the so-called Sargeras, in the womb!”
Qianqian’s voice was ice-cold, her brow furrowed with severe violence.
Lin Xue had always been one to speak her mind regardless of consequences. Even now, as Qianqian radiated a bone-chilling Dark Attribute, Lin Xue unwaveringly retorted, “That would at least require turning back the Universe’s time by a hundred thousand years—you might as well have directly ascended to godhood.”
Meanwhile, I was pondering how exactly one could strangle a baby in the womb—then I suddenly realized my thoughts were starting to turn a bit bloody…
Alright, my imagination was running wild again.
“Over here…” Anwina suddenly stopped not far ahead of us and pointed at something on the ground. We moved closer and saw a severed Longsword with rust spots and a dull color, covered by a thick layer of dust on the floor. If Anwina hadn’t pointed it out, we might have missed it altogether.
Anwina’s voice was low as she explained, “This was a weapon used by Mr. Fowler, it broke after decapitating a Ghoul’s head…”
Through Anwina’s introduction, we gained quite a liking for the original owner of the house, named Fowler. There were too many examples of wealthy unkindness in the world, which made a kind-hearted businessman all the more rare. Seeing this relic, we couldn’t help but sigh.
It was quite normal to feel sentimental over a dead man’s belongings, especially when we had a ghost herself narrating the story of these artifacts—making it even more poignant.
“My brother’s and my rooms were next to each other on the second-floor west corridor—those were the permanent rooms for the servants who lived in the mansion,” Anwina said as she drifted upstairs.
We followed closely. As soon as we stepped on the somewhat decayed staircase, the hall immediately echoed with an ugly creaking noise—compared to Anwina’s silent mode of movement, this was truly noisy.
The eerie and mysterious Ghost House, a Ghost Maid floating silently ahead, a group of tense explorers, and the heavy footsteps echoing through the entire room…
And in my arms, Little Baobao holding a feather, his face full of a happy smile, babbling non-stop on his own…
It felt like the last addition severely broke the rare exploration atmosphere…
“This is it!” Finally, Anwina stopped in front of a gray wooden door that looked no different from the surrounding doors, “Except for going home on Sundays, we lived in Mr. Fowler’s mansion, this was Tony’s room, and next to it was mine…”
Following Anwina’s direction, we noticed that the neighboring door had a faded bell and a small bow hanging, with several other rooms also marked similarly—it seemed like the girls’ rooms were marked this way to differentiate them.
Just as Anwina was about to push the door open, Lin Xue suddenly uttered a low shout, then stared uneasily at the seemingly unremarkable door with furrowed brows.
Faced with our puzzled looks, Lin Xue explained, “I just saw a vision of Anwina getting pierced by a black shadow and her soul scattering as she opened the door. Though I couldn’t see clearly what it was due to a spacetime anomaly, there’s definitely something strange behind this door.”
Lin Xue’s words immediately put us on high alert, and Anwina was scared stiff—this ghost was already a scaredy-cat, and the idea of having to die again naturally terrified her.
Death is scary, but dying again after you’re already dead seems even more troubling.
“Don’t worry,” Lin Xue consoled Miss Flashlight, who was hiding tightly behind us, “The scene disappeared after you left the door earlier. Also, Little Baobao, stop drooling on Sister Anwina—she can’t help glowing!”
Pandora pulled out two Xyrin Military Daggers that emitted a purple Radiant Glow, crossed them in front of herself, and cautiously approached the door.
The space was really too cramped. Pandora’s usual weapons, which typically involved wide-area firepower suppression, were not suitable for use here. She couldn’t freely wield her more than two-meter-long Ship-Slicing Blade for the same reason, so she had to opt for the smaller weapons she liked least. As for why she disliked them, well, it seemed Pandora had always used such extreme methods to compensate for her diminutive stature…
I patted Pandora on her little head and said, “Such weapons are more suited for you…”
Then I saw a nearly tangible black resentment rise from behind the little girl…
Indeed, a few days ago, when this little one who scorned everything suddenly showed interest in a height-increasing shoe ad on TV, it wasn’t my illusion—Pandora really harbored a great resentment toward her own short stature.
Perhaps my words had provoked her, for Pandora instantly transformed into a violent Loli. She abandoned her careful approach, strode boldly to the door, and kicked it without hesitation. The frail wooden door couldn’t withstand the terrifying kick powered by several Ghost Energy Reactors combined and immediately shattered into pieces.
At the same moment, we saw a mass of black interspersed with filthy green shoot out from the room, aiming directly at the unhappy looking Pandora.
The two Xyrin Military Daggers crossed at a speed invisible to the naked eye, slicing the disgusting mass into evaporating mist.
The legendary Shadow Arrow?
Seeing that disgusting mass, my first thought was of that, because it looked almost exactly like the Shadow Arrows in games.
A hoarse, unpleasant growl came from the room, sounding like an old rubber tube slowly leaking air—clearly, the failed sneak attack had angered the enemy inside.
A figure dashed out from the room incredibly fast, targeting the poised Pandora.
The Loli, wielding dual Xyrin Military Daggers, didn’t even consider the furious enemy approaching her. She casually swung one of the daggers, emitting a piercing sound of flesh and bone separating, then she slightly sidestepped, evading the enemy.
We saw a mass of flesh and bones smash into the wall behind Pandora without losing momentum, and then it writhed madly on the floor.
A flesh and bone monster, that’s the only description I could manage.
The revolting creature in front of us was clearly once human, but now, its skin completely peeled off, emitted a stench of rotting flesh that continuously rolled and wriggled on it, as if ready to separate from the body at any moment. From every joint of this monster, sharp, unevenly sized bone spurs pierced through, and there was a huge wound at its back that penetrated to the front chest, where a mass of shattered bone fragments kept getting squeezed out of the rolling flesh and sucked back in—it was obviously the masterpiece Pandora had just created.
Qianqian and Lin Xue immediately bent over and retched.
I too was terribly disturbed by this grotesquely artistic figure; my stomach churned. His appearance alone was like a deterrent weapon—setting aside his combat abilities, just his looks were intimidating!
But behind us, Anwina suddenly erupted, “Tony?!”