Moving his feet became increasingly difficult, and his shoulders felt heavier and heavier.

Even the air that entered his lungs felt incredibly cold, making him shiver.

An inexplicable sense of oppression expanded rapidly in a matter of seconds, leaving him nowhere to escape.

By the time Tianma Xingkong reached the corpse, he was completely surrounded by fear...

He wanted to look back at his teammates, but he found that he couldn't take his eyes off... His gaze was fixed on the face of the corpse, and his hand remained frozen in place, uncontrollably holding the flashlight at an upward angle.

In that instant, a deathly silence descended.

Tianma Xingkong suddenly couldn't even hear his own breathing... He felt as if he were standing in a still world, his body enveloped in darkness, his mind occupied by terror.

And it was in that instant that the corpse... stopped swaying.

It slowly raised its head, revealing a face hidden in the shadows.

Two cloudy eyeballs rolled under its eyelids, and saliva dripped from the tongue hanging beside its mouth.

It grinned at Tianma Xingkong, but didn't speak.

After a few seconds, its fingers twitched a couple of times, and then its entire arm began to move.

Then... the corpse raised its hands and tried to untie the rope around its neck.

But it couldn't untie it... because the rope was very tight.

"Uh... ah..." A few low and muffled sounds came from its throat, sounding painful.

After several unsuccessful attempts, it began to scratch at its own neck with its fingernails...

The sound of flesh being scraped off by fingernails was interesting, sounding "muddy."

Before long, the "corpse's" neck became a bloody mess. But it still didn't give up, and grabbed even more frantically...

Splashes of blood kept dripping onto Tianma Xingkong's face and body.

Finally, a large drop of blood landed on the glass at the front of the flashlight. And then... everything in front of Little Ma's eyes turned bright red.

A scarlet beam, a pitch-black stage, a bloody performance, a trembling audience.

Witnessing this vivid scene up close undoubtedly increased Tianma Xingkong's fright level, but he couldn't resist... because he had completely lost control of his body and couldn't even close his eyes.

...

"What's wrong with him?" Honghu, standing in the distance, looked suspicious and said with concern.

"Hmm... did he see some clue?" Ji Bu added.

In their sight, the hanged corpse dozens of meters away was still swaying in the air. And Tianma Xingkong was standing two meters in front of the corpse, staring blankly with a flashlight in his hand.

"Something's wrong... he's been standing still for two minutes." Feng Bujue said with a solemn expression, "I suspect... he's been hit by a skill."

"Is it some kind of immobilization skill..." Honghu continued, while looking over there again, "But after immobilizing Tianma Xingkong, the 'hanged corpse' didn't launch any subsequent attacks..."

"Maybe... the monster can't move itself when it activates the skill?" Ji Bu guessed.

"That makes sense..." Honghu said, "Then we..." He turned to look at Feng Bujue, "Go and help?"

"Yes, we definitely have to go... but it's best not to go together." Feng Bujue said, "Think about it... if this is a regional skill that directly hits everyone who enters its range, then we are very likely to be wiped out here."

"Then... should another one go?" Ji Bu asked tentatively.

"No, two." Feng Bujue replied, and turned to look at Honghu, "Ji Bu and I will go, you stay."

Honghu thought for two seconds, "You mean... if there's something wrong..."

"...you can directly launch an attack from a distance." Feng Bujue continued Honghu's words, "Use Guang Shi (Light Arrow) to hit the corpse hanging in the air."

"What if I hit it and it still doesn't solve the problem..." Honghu added.

"Then you act according to the situation..." Feng Bujue said.

"Okay..." Honghu adjusted his glasses and replied in a rather helpless tone.

Honghu also understood that Feng Bujue's choice to let him stay was a well-thought-out decision. The words "act according to the situation" contained great trust.

"Okay, then... Ji Bu." Jue Ge immediately patted Ji Bu on the shoulder and made a gesture, "Let's go." Before he finished speaking, he had already stepped out.

"Hey! Aren't you going to ask for my opinion?" Ji Bu roared in a low voice, "I haven't agreed to go with you yet!"

Feng Bujue heard the sound, made an emergency stop, and looked back at the other party askance: "Are you freaking coming or not?"

In a sense, Jue Ge's words were indeed asking for an opinion...

"Uh... coming... coming..." Ji Bu hesitated for two seconds, but still picked up the flashlight and followed.

"Hurry up if you're coming." Feng Bujue responded and turned around to move forward again.

He looked in all directions, listened to all sounds, held a searchlight, and walked quickly. Before long, he approached the back of Tianma Xingkong...

In Feng Bujue's eyes, the corpse had not turned into a moving state, and he did not deliberately use a searchlight to illuminate the corpse's face.

"Hey, Little Ma." Feng Bujue only took a dozen seconds to walk to a meter behind Tianma Xingkong, and gently called out to the other party, "It's me, what's wrong with you?"

After two sentences, the other party didn't respond at all.

Feng Bujue immediately turned his head and wanted to say something to Ji Bu behind him, but he didn't expect...

"Huh?" As soon as Jue Ge turned his head, he found that the scene behind him had turned into a dark scene, where was anyone?

At this moment, a chill quietly struck...

This was definitely not psychological (Jue Ge was very sure of this), but a real cold.

"Heh..." Facing this creepy scene, Feng Bujue actually laughed, "I see..." he muttered to himself, "It's such an ability..."

With that said, he turned around and stepped forward, raising his hand to grab Tianma Xingkong's shoulder.

As a result... as soon as his palm touched Little Ma's body, the latter's head fell off and rolled to the ground...

"Hmm..." Feng Bujue looked at the bloody head on the ground and said in a relaxed tone, "A little interesting... is there more?"

"You seem..." The corpse hanging high up spoke at this time, "...different."

"Oh? How do you see that?" Feng Bujue leisurely walked around the "Little Ma" in front of him and walked to the corpse and said.

"The fear in your heart..." the other party replied, "cannot be induced..."

"Did I need you to tell me that?" Feng Bujue laughed, "I thought... you wanted to say that I'm 'uniquely handsome' or something."

"Hmph... don't be proud..." the corpse snorted coldly, "You are still under my control..."

...

Time rewinds slightly...

Let's look at Ji Bu's perspective one minute ago...

He picked up the flashlight and followed Jue Ge forward.

Without a word along the way, in a dozen seconds, the two had approached Tianma Xingkong and the hanging corpse.

"Hey, are you okay?" The "Feng Bujue" in front said this, and reached out to grab "Little Ma's" shoulder. As a result, the latter's head suddenly broke off from his neck and fell to the ground.

For a time, a lot of blood spurted out from "Tianma Xingkong's" wound, and it seemed like it was raining blood around him.

Faced with this sudden change, Ji Bu was naturally frightened and at a loss.

And at this moment, "Tianma Xingkong's" headless body actually moved...

He suddenly turned around and shined the already blood-stained flashlight in his hand at "Feng Bujue."

When the scarlet light touched "Feng Bujue's" body, he screamed in pain, and his body rapidly turned into blood under the light...

"Ah--" Ji Bu shouted loudly when he saw this.

As the saying goes, extreme joy begets sorrow, and extreme fear begets anger. The current Ji Bu obviously belongs to the latter situation.

Driven by fear, he lost his rational thinking and rushed forward following his instinct...

What Ji Bu was thinking at the moment was: that headless "Tianma Xingkong" must not be himself anymore, he has already killed Feng Bujue, I can't sit still and wait for death!

After deciding to attack, Ji Bu reached into his backpack, wanting to take out a weapon.

Unexpectedly...

"What's going on?" Ji Bu's face turned pale, because he suddenly realized that the backpack was empty...

"How is this possible..." Ji Bu quickly opened the game menu to check, but he was shocked to find that not only the backpack, but even the skill bar was empty...

His heart and pupils contracted sharply at this moment, he moved his gaze up and looked at the team bar again, and as a result, he saw the following line of words there: [No one can save you]

Ji Bu couldn't believe his eyes, he looked at the status bar again, but saw that... his survival, stamina and spirit values were all empty, and the level actually showed level 1.

"Hehehe..." Suddenly a burst of laughter came.

Ji Bu instantly shuddered, took two steps back, and then looked up to follow the sound.

It turned out that the corpse hanging in the air was laughing, and he was laughing so triumphantly...

A few seconds later, the corpse raised its head and said, "Don't worry, you still have a companion..." He paused, and then continued grimly, "He's right behind you now."

Pa--

Almost at the moment when the word "behind" was uttered, a bloody hand grabbed Ji Bu's shoulder.

"Don't turn around!" Honghu's firm voice sounded, "Listen to me, Ji Bu, don't be afraid, these are all illusions."

These words calmed Ji Bu down a bit, and he nodded: "Then what should I do?"

"Don't panic, first look at the taskbar." Honghu continued, "Just do what it says inside."

"Okay." Ji Bu responded, pretending to be calm. At the same time, he opened the game menu again and entered the taskbar.

Who knew... the window of the taskbar was a pale white color, with a line of scribbled blood characters in the middle - [Come to the underworld to accompany us...]

At the same time, "Honghu's" voice suddenly turned into a shrill wail: "Have you finished reading it... do it quickly..."