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Nightmare Apostle

Chapter 1479 - 904:
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Chapter 1479: Chapter 904:

The sound of a collision came from exactly the path Munan had to take to go back, and what was even more terrifying was that amidst the continuous banging, there was the sound of bones shattering.

Holding the DV camera in her hand, Munan held her breath and eventually stepped into the dense fog.

She carefully followed the sound, and soon, she witnessed an extremely gruesome scene.

She saw a figure with its back to her, facing the wall and continuously banging its head against it.

It was Yang Yan.

Yang Yan’s lower body remained almost motionless, her neck and waist slightly arched backward, gathering strength before crashing forward, over and over, with thick blood dripping from the charred wall.

There’s nothing that can be done; Yang Yan’s beyond saving. Munan wouldn’t waste time on a dead person. She decisively abandoned the rescue and chose to leave.

But the corridor was so narrow that to leave, she had to pass behind Yang Yan. Munan had no choice but to brave it.

She chose to walk with her back against the wall, clinging to it to keep as much distance from Yang Yan as possible.

As she got closer, Munan realized that Yang Yan wasn’t voluntarily hitting the wall; it was as if an invisible hand was grabbing her, slamming her against it repeatedly.

Yang Yan’s hair was taut, as if a hand was pulling it.

The impact was not on her forehead but on her face. From Munan’s current angle, she could see Yang Yan’s entire face horrifically caved in. The facial bones were shattered, the eye sockets split open, her eyes squeezed out, connected by a few blood vessels, just hanging there on her face, an utterly horrifying sight.

In the next second, Munan shivered involuntarily when she observed that Yang Yan’s shattered oral cavity was trembling slightly, and the broken teeth were like white maggots, crawling and writhing amidst the disarrayed flesh and blood. She... she was calling for help!

Not dead... This fellow Yang Yan isn’t dead!!

Her arms, hanging weakly by her sides, were also moving, with several fingers twitching violently.

The direct distance between Yang Yan and Munan was less than two meters, a terrifying scene that gave Munan goosebumps all over. Without further hesitation, Munan gripped the DV camera tightly and immediately ran outside. Since she couldn’t save her, there was no point in hesitating. Yang Yan’s death had nothing to do with her; she brought it on herself.

The sound of the banging gradually faded into the distance, with no sign of pursuit or inability to escape, indicating that her guess was accurate. This Door-knocking Ghost targeted those without a DV camera.

Earlier, she only saw Yang Yan on the brink of death, not the Door-knocking Ghost, which already proved it.

From the signs near Yang Yan, the Door-knocking Ghost was standing right behind her, holding her hair and repeatedly smashing her face against the wall.

This Door-knocking Ghost was unique. It wouldn’t kill its target immediately but would instead torture it, grabbing and repeatedly smashing it until it died from the battering.

Even though she was experienced with missions, she couldn’t help but feel a chill down her spine. There were too many Ghosts in this eerie Ghost Realm, not counting the elusive burnt ghost, there were at least three terrifying Chang Ghosts with different murderous methods.

A Hanging Ghost, a Waist-breaking Ghost whose gaze brought death, and this Door-knocking Ghost that killed Yang Yan... This ghostly place was truly cursed!

"Hmm?"

Suddenly, Munan looked down at the DV camera in her hand. The previously normal display seemed to receive some kind of interference, with snowflakes appearing on the screen, causing the image to become unstable and violently shake.

At the same time, a "sizzling" sound began to emanate from the DV camera.

The sound wasn’t loud or clear, intermittent, like something quickly crawling on the ground.

Munan immediately recalled Zhou Mingxiao’s instructions. Before the task ended last night, he accidentally captured a monster on camera, which was likely the Source Ghost.

Munan didn’t panic and run blindly. She steadied her mind, forced herself to calm down, and then used the DV camera’s lens to scan her surroundings.

She wasn’t planning to capture the monster, but rather rely on the "sizzling" sound from the DV camera to determine where this thing was coming from.

If this thing was indeed coming from the front, running forward blindly would be like offering herself up for slaughter, wouldn’t it?

Soon, with the help of the DV camera, Munan determined that this ghost was chasing from behind her, from the direction of the office hall a short while ago; it seemed that was its hiding place.

Holding the DV camera firmly, Munan took off running. This was all she could do; now that Yang Yan was dead, she didn’t want to follow in her footsteps.

Munan’s fitness was excellent, thanks to her long legs and diligent training. After narrowly surviving the Nightmare World for the first time, she had evolved from a homebody to a sports enthusiast.

After all, the first task was a harsh lesson. A female ghost missing half her face had chased her down three streets with a kitchen knife.

That time, Munan ran so hard she almost coughed up a lung. If the female ghost hadn’t caught up with her limping teammate first, she reckoned she would have been done for.

After that, she trained diligently, especially in long-distance running. Although in the Nightmare World, no matter how fast she ran, she couldn’t outrun a ghost, she only needed to run faster than her teammates.

Munan sprinted ahead while the "sizzling" sound chased relentlessly. She had memorized the several corners on her way back down pat; such trivial matters were no obstacle for her.

"Stupid legs, hurry up and run!!" Munan felt like she was about to take off.

Finally, she slammed through the emergency door, barreled into the stairwell, stretched her long legs, and bounded down five or six steps at a time. Upon reaching the 17th floor, she headed straight for the office. The moment she saw that glass door, she yelled, "Triangle, triangle, damn it, open the door!!"

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