Perhaps because he could feel the growing pain in his hand, the leading player couldn’t help but look down. However, the moment he shifted his gaze, Xu Huo attacked from the opposite side, his Sword slashing toward his other hand!
The leading player blocked the Sword with an item, but Xu Huo continued his chopping motion. With a move of his feet, the entire corridor’s floor instantly gave way!
The two fell rapidly, the light on the walls growing further and further away. Realizing he had also been tricked, the leading player no longer cared about the black spots on his hand and drew a dagger to stab at Xu Huo!
However, in between them, a painting frame appeared, indeed a painting frame, but when the leading player stabbed at it, the painting frame showed a person identical to him, also wielding a dagger, stabbing back.
The painting frame acted like a mirror, and without any resistance, the figures on both sides stabbed each other. The leading player sustained wounds on both shoulders, whereas Xu Huo had already vanished into thin air!
Staring at the "himself" that came out of the painting frame, surrounded by darkness, the leading player felt he was still falling. His expression quickly became unstable as he shouted loudly, "If you have the guts, come out! What skill is there in delaying time!"
Regrettably, no one answered him, and gradually there was the sound of wind. His clothes also swayed violently, as if he truly was falling in an open space.
This was a sign of deepening Mental Interference; everything around him became more and more real.
Xu Huo watched coldly, ready to finish the job at any moment.
The leading player was also very anxious, trying his items one by one. But the more he wanted to get out, the deeper he seemed to sink. However, as time passed, he gradually calmed down after realizing he wasn’t being attacked.
Both sides were waiting for the opportunity to act. At that moment, sudden footsteps came from behind them. Xu Huo frowned and quickly retreated from the hallway to a room nearby, but when he looked for the leading player— he was gone!
Under normal circumstances, Xu Huo would have immediately sensed someone approaching his Spiritual World, but the footsteps were too close and appeared abruptly within his Spiritual World, and he couldn’t capture the source in that instant. Moreover, in the moment he changed his position, the trapped player disappeared along with him!
For a moment, he even doubted whether he had fallen into someone else’s Spiritual World.
But the thought was dismissed as soon as it appeared. He had long known that the Corpse-Hiding Hotel was abnormal, and if it was another player, they wouldn’t have disappeared without a trace.
Since the person had vanished, Xu Huo withdrew his Spiritual World. In the room, Xiao Ling and Long Aotian had together killed a player, while another escaped by jumping out the window, and the two of them had just come out.
"Did you take care of it?" Long Aotian asked, holding a lighting item. "It’s too dark in the hallway... Why don’t I see a body?"
"The person disappeared," Xu Huo said. "He vanished right before my eyes, and I didn’t see how it happened."
Xiao Ling and Long Aotian exchanged a glance, "Isn’t this just like what happened to Yu Guangnan?"
"Then let’s hurry and get out," Long Aotian said. "I don’t want to be trapped like in the Wax Figure Gallery again."
"Take a look outside, can we get out?" Xu Huo stepped aside to let them look out the window.
In just over ten minutes’ time, Museum City seemed to have been soaked through with darkness, no daylight was visible, and nothing could be seen beyond a few meters, not even shadows.
Considering the skeletons that had come out of the Beheaded Cemetery, going outside might be worse than staying in the venue, because in the venue, one might only face one danger, but outside, it was hard to say. The situation was even more ominous than last night.
"I wonder if the players guarding the front and back doors of the hotel are still there." Long Aotian looked around, but unfortunately, he couldn’t see clearly even with the use of items now.
The three players who chased after the Corpse-Hiding Hotel had one jump out the window and escape, one die, and one disappear—now they were at least able to move freely within the hotel.
However, staying in the hotel was equally unsafe, and clues were easier to find during the day, so the trio decided to head straight to the top floor.
As they took the stairs, to their surprise, it wasn’t long before they heard the footsteps of a fourth person, seemingly following right behind them.
They had encountered this situation in the Wax Figure Gallery, but when they turned around, there was nothing there.
After repeating this three times, Xu Huo and his two companions had no choice but to stop, but when they stopped, so did the footsteps behind them.
The hotel stairs were carpeted, and a thick layer of dust covered the carpet, leaving faint shoe prints in their wake. They went back to check the steps they had trod, but apart from their own prints, there were no others.
"The sounds were clearly right behind us," Long Aotian’s face looked a little unsightly.
"It might just be the sounds," Xiao Ling said. "But who knows if there’s more to it than just noise."
As Xu Huo thought about the player who had vanished into thin air, he was about to speak, but when he looked up, Xiao Ling, who had been behind him, was also gone!
Noticing his expression, Long Aotian immediately turned around, unable to believe that Xiao Ling could disappear like that within just two or three steps!
The two of them quickly checked the nearest exits and the stairs below—they didn’t see a person, not even a shadow.
Xu Huo drew his Sword and tore down the wall beside them; the next room was also empty, and all that approached was darkness.
A living person disappeared right before their eyes, catching up to the likes of a horror thriller, and they were completely at a loss for any clues, not even knowing how to begin guarding against it.
After deep thought, Long Aotian suggested, "How about we tie ourselves together? One faces forward and the other back. The sounds always disappear whenever we turn around."
You sound like an idiot.
Xu Huo gave him a look, "You forgot the clue Xu Ruosi got—the person behind, consistent with the situation in the Corpse-Hiding Hotel."
Long Aotian looked incredulous and cast a glance at the rooms to his left and right, "Let’s wait for daylight to deal with this... Yu Huo?!"
However, in the moment his gaze shifted, Xu Huo, who had just been standing on the stairs, had vanished as well!
Xu Huo didn’t even know how he left the stairs; it felt like he was suddenly seized by some force, and in the next second Long Aotian’s voice disappeared, as if he had instantly passed through space and appeared in an empty room.
The room was still within the hotel, judging by the decor, but he couldn’t determine what floor or location he was on from the view outside the window.
He walked out the door to find the door numbers inverted, as if seen through a mirror, and the hallway’s layout had changed. What were originally protruding door frames had now become recessed, and all items with text on them were reversed as well.
Directly across, there was an open door, and on the living room floor was a dismembered corpse that looked like leftovers from a meal.