Chapter 1820: Chapter 1817: Role Switch
The death of the chief cook happened so quickly that no one reacted.
Caught off guard was one reason,
and there was also the extraordinary speed, the knife was almost instantly plunged into the chief cook’s brain.
Han Dong couldn’t see the process clearly without the help of the demon eye.
Boom! When the chief cook’s body hit the ground, a slight tremor spread across the floor.
Under the "truth sealing," no matter how strong the body, once the brain is penetrated, survival is impossible.
The person who acted was none other than the actress playing the role of the [Eldest Daughter], Miss Fima,
or rather, the real actor.
The ’real’ refers to what happened starting half an hour ago when Miss Fima and Kitty came to explore the basement.
They happened to see actor Matthew capturing the [Maid] alive, conducting an evil sacrificial ritual to seize power.
Fima and Little Voss hid in different wardrobes.
While both made no sound, their mental states were entirely different.
Mr. Voss had no interest in the sacrificial event, and after gathering relevant information about the underground area, he no longer cared and did not peek at the specific sacrificial process.
Miss Fima, however, was different,
Since arriving at the basement, she showed great interest in the demon statue and the sacrificial ritual, even internally desiring this special ability that could directly seize another’s "fate course."
While hiding in the wardrobe, watching the entire sacrificial process,
the ’evil intent’ inside her continually enlarged until this evil intent was detected by her heart.
This was also why actor Matthew moved towards the wardrobe.
In the three seconds Matthew stood in front of the wardrobe, a certain evil transaction was completed.
Fima exchanged her heart with the actor’s heart inside Matthew, signing a deep agreement requiring the offering of the soul.
Original host Matthew, due to various mistakes, had long been rejected by the heart...
Fima was the target the heart favored.
After the heart exchange between the two.
The original actor Matthew retained his ability, but this ordinary heart could only support him for less than a day... thus, he had long prepared for death.
Everything he did next was paving the way for the new actor.
...
Swish!
The knife withdrew from the chief cook’s head,
The next target turned to the performer of the [Loyal Dog], the planner and arranger of the entire action flow, Han Dong.
The heart exchange brought not only ability defense,
It significantly boosted various bodily functions and endurance, like installing the latest powerful engine.
In Fima’s eyes, there was no semblance of affection for partners, or rather, she never considered anyone as a partner.
She only wanted to survive, and if she could gain benefits on top of survival, that would be even better.
Swish!
The poison-coated knife smoothly pierced the dog body.
Han Dong turned his head, widened his eyes, displaying an expression of unbelievability... Boom! He fell to the ground, the dog’s body convulsing as if the venom had spread throughout.
It looked entirely like a dead dog.
Seeing this.
Miss Fima revealed an expression of genuine joy, even stretching lazily on the spot.
"Ah! This feeling is wonderful... solving both of you at once completely eliminates any unease factors, now let me slowly wrap things up."
Fima’s gaze had completely changed.
Cold-blooded, excited, even mixed with a hint of madness.
Her gaze fell on the [Young Master], recalling the earlier incident of this cowardly guy urinating on her, saying disdainfully,
"A trash character like you, how have you survived till now? Just looking at you makes me sick."
Whoosh! She directly threw the knife in her hand.
The knife, which was supposed to target the head, deviated from its expected path and struck the ground beside the young master.
"Hmm? Did the knife pick up the dog’s blood, plus my emotions were so agitated that I slipped?"
The knife was the core attack tool,
Seeing this, Mr. Voss immediately stepped forward to seize it.
"Trying to steal?"
Fima’s lower body grew six extra limbs, starting at maximum speed... she kicked Voss heavily, sending him flying.
However.
Several sharp blades were also embedded in her body.
Precisely the blades Mr. Voss threw during their encounter, two of which pierced the chest, nearly injuring the heart.
"You bastard!"
Fima pulled out the knife from the ground, ready to chase down for the "fatal strike."
Suddenly, a black figure stood behind her, faintly smelling of flesh, also emanating wisps of evil qi... the sense of danger pervaded her entire body.
"Chief Cook! How could it be!"
Although Fima was shocked, she reacted instinctively immediately.
Using extra limbs to assist, spinning her steps...
An ultra-fast turnaround move, preparing to stab the knife into the opponent’s brain again.
But... before the knife hit the target, the sound of bones cracking came first.
Crack!
Displayed in slow motion,
Fima’s face was hit by a certain fist, denting inward while showing layer upon layer of concentric whorls, akin to a spinning punch...
The cheekbone shattered, the whole person blasted away by the punch.
Heavily crashing into the wardrobe at the wall’s edge, in a seated position.
Just that,
The strong support from the heart, and bio-modification attributes, allowed her to quickly regain consciousness, immediately looking ahead.
"Hmm? What’s this!"
The corpse of the chief cook lay there, not resurrected, merely missing its apron.
The entity standing behind her, delivering the heavy punch, was the supposedly entirely dead [Dog].
During the stage play, the vicious dog maintained a crawling stance, now for the first time showing a "standing posture."
The tail dragged from the spine behind,
The hand claw held tightly into a slightly smoking fist,
The butcher’s apron was already worn on its body,
The mouth still showed a torn pose while the blood-red pupils glared at her intensely.
Crack!
The collar on the neck broke off and fell.
"Ssss!"
The internal moisture evaporated like steam from the mouth, saying softly:
"I intended to achieve a perfect [100] performance score in this stage play of "Startling Night," but now it looks like I’ll have to lower the score for a good ending."
Speaking thus,
Han Dong approached Fima in a strangely twisted stance, as if there was no bone structure within, like fluid.
"Truth Closure" can lock abilities,
but the body technique Han Dong learned from [Floating Corpse Internal Classic] and the pure training from the martial arts club are unaffected.
"Didn’t expect the dog’s prop to allow for one return from death? Then I’ll just have to kill you again..."
Fima attributed her recent hit to an ambush by the other.
Confident, she grabbed the knife, switched to short dagger mode, and approached at maximum speed.
No need to hit the vital point, as long as it can injure the opponent, the venom will invade, ending the battle quickly.
But...
When the knife edge cut through Han Dong’s body, there was an odd feeling of slicing through water.
Han Dong followed the trajectory of the knife edge, spinning ten times in the air, perfectly dissipating force... then using the spinning speed, punched Fima’s heart.
Puff!
A mouthful of fresh blood spewed out, Fima was blasted away again.
"What happened? Clearly struck there just now."
Enduring the blood surge, continuing to rise... yet met the same situation, she was punched away again, while only the clothes were slashed.
Defeated time and again.
Gradually.
In her view, Han Dong had completely transcended the limit between dog and human, transforming into a twisted posture, an indescribable terrifying creature, crawling like a mass of gray viscous slime.
At this moment, the oldest emotion spread through Fima’s heart.
[Fear]
This time as she rose, she did not advance... but took a step back, immediately turning to flee the basement.
Han Dong did not immediately pursue.
Instead, he smeared a drop of blood from the fist on the butcher’s apron, enabling tracking lock.
And paired with the fully explored map in his hand, the precise positioning of [Actor] was clear.
Taking the lift back to the mansion,
while walking down the corridor, tapping the wooden walls rhythmically with fingers.
"Tik-tak! Tik-tak!
Time waits for no one, Miss Fima! I’m coming for you~"