Chapter 404 -310: Tricky Silk – Racing Against Time (Please Subscribe, Requesting Monthly Tickets!)_3
Even some of the strange faces had become incomplete, with deep holes where their noses should have been, making the lower half of their faces look like one large, nauseating gash.
One after another, the horrifying corpses slowly approached and then each fell into the deep pit, erasing any sense of relief the Zeng Family members had felt when initially seeing the strangenesses tumble down. Instead, they felt a chill down their spines, trembling inside.
They couldn’t understand why this was happening, why so many strangenesses had targeted their family, or why they all seemed destined for the deep pit.
Just then, all three of them noticed that no more strangenesses were appearing, but from the pit came a rustling noise.
The sky outside had turned even darker.
This overcast dusk seemed to bring night more quickly than usual, adding to the oppressive feeling in the hearts of the three Zeng Family members.
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Soon, the rustling sound gradually faded away.
Thud, a bare arm stretched out from the pit and landed on the edge of the hole.
The Zeng Family members jerked in unison, their gaze snapping toward the sight.
Then a second arm appeared, close to the first, also resting on the edge of the hole, grasping at the grass growing from the nearby earth. Then a third arm emerged, again reaching for the edge.
The next second, behind these arms, one leg appeared, followed by another, with the two obviously not belonging to the same person.
Trailing these legs were two hands that seemed to be a woman’s, and then another leg, wrinkled with sagging skin, clambered out of the hole.
Rustle, rustle, ten seconds later, in the cabin, Zeng Shiyuo, Tian Xiaoxia, and Zeng Ziming each stared in utter terror, their eyes bulging.
They watched the ghastly scene unfold before them, forgetting to breathe.
From the direction of the pit, they saw a giant flesh ball made of more than twenty entangled corpses crawling out. The bodies were wrapped around one another, heads, arms, and thighs interwoven so thoroughly, they seemed unable to be separated.
From a distance, the massive flesh ball appeared to writhe, which for anyone with trypophobia would be enough to faint at just one glance.
This flesh ball somewhat resembled the result of Yan Junze’s “Drop the Handkerchief” task, where the children had been burned into a clump.
Except that clump was pitch black and unclear, while every single corpse within this flesh ball was distinctly visible.
Some of the corpses even had limbs twisted backward at the joints, necks coiled together, eyes wide open, with some eyeballs hanging outside the sockets, lips parted, emitting unclear, piercing screams.
This massive ball of corpses was, at this moment, visible to all three members of the Zeng Family, not merely limited to the strangeness seeking them out as before.
The rolling flesh ball, with its multitude of clawing limbs, twisting heads, and the dreadful shrieks it emitted.
At that moment, the fear in the three spiked.
Inside the Underground Space.
Yan Junze steadily collected Fear Value, but at this moment, the black influx markedly sped up, causing ripples within the Stone of Fear.
Rock withdrew his gaze from Yan Junze’s Stone of Fear, unable to calm his nerves. He quickly sensed the Meng Family’s four members still lying in the bedroom, the Fear Value coming from that direction pitifully low.
He looked at Yan Junze’s hand unwillingly, noticing that the absorption speed seemed even faster there, probably due to some unique skill being used.
Suddenly, a twitch in one of Rock’s Tricky Silk indicated that Meng Tingting was awake and slowly sitting up.
“Good, good, hurry up, that guy is going to overtake me,” Rock immediately immersed his mind there.
Meng Tingting was just beginning to come to her senses, still dazed as she sat up. The terrifying scene she had remembered made her feel a resurgence of fear.
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With a sense of overpowering dread returning, Meng Tingting cried out and passed out again.
“Ah damn, was I too impatient? She’s fainted again.”
Rock had just received a decent surge of Fear Value when he inadvertently caused Meng Tingting to faint again.
Looking back at Yan Junze, the black flow was quick, appearing to have overtaken his own.
Rock’s anxiety grew. Just then, his Tricky Silk vibrated again, and with a surge of hope, he once more immersed his mind fully.
In the Meng Family’s bedroom, Meng Hang was the second to come to. He slowly sat up, supported himself with his hands, and shook his foggy head, memories of being frightened into unconsciousness returning. This still made him feel extremely scared and unable to distinguish reality from his fear.
Turning his head, he saw that his parents were also lying on the ground, looking merely as if they were asleep.
Just then, he heard a cracking sound and, looking down in surprise, noticed that his arm was being grasped by Meng Tingting, who was not far from him.
Thump!
Meng Hang collapsed back into unconsciousness.
“Oh, no!” Rock growled with frustration. “Come on, wake up one more, just one more.”
As he spoke, he glanced at his Stone of Fear.
The recent fear from Meng Hang gave him a minor profit, but a look at Yan Junze’s gathering speed revealed that it seemed as though it had never weakened.