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Pustulent yellow eyes occupied half the sky, drawing the entire island into their field of vision. A gentle breeze carried the sound of singing from afar; fish-scale-like shadows floated on the fog-shrouded sea surface, and the floating corpses of the wrongly dead, having come from afar to pay homage to the gods, prostrated themselves piously. Countless fragmented thoughts flooded into his mind, nearly occupying his original rational thinking and becoming his entire perception. His consciousness…-
5.1 M • Ongoing
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In the room on the second floor of the hotel, the oil painting that Qi Si had wrapped in a bedsheet and thrown into a corner that morning was rehung on the wall. Below it, the bedsheets lay in a crumpled heap. A small corner of the bedsheet was caught between the frame and the wall, like a lotus root whose fibers still clung, making one suspect that the painting had climbed onto the wall itself and then shaken off the bedsheet. The composition of the painting was stark black and white;…
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“Someone tried to kill me... No, he already killed me.” Lu Li was helped by the long-haired youth to sit on a chair, leaving a trail of shocking red bloodstains along the way. His face was paper-white from blood loss, but his speech was clear: “That person came from behind me and hit my head with a heavy object—I think he must have smashed the back of my skull. I used an item to transfer the fatal injury from my head, which saved my life.” He placed a statue, only half the size of a…
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"I told Yuna that if she didn't let Uncle Zhang and me go, I would smash that painting." Liu Yuhan sat on a low stool, hiding herself in the shadow of the corner, her eyes behind her lenses staring blankly at the ceiling. "She seemed to care a lot about that painting. I let Uncle Zhang go first and used the painting as a shield to cover our retreat. She kept a two-step distance from me the whole time. It wasn't until I backed out of the kitchen that she finally couldn't help herself…
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5.1 M • Ongoing
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The beach was densely covered with fish corpses, white dead fish, each as long as a person, lined up stiffly, looking like human corpses from afar. —Of course, these fish might have been human to begin with. The Clock Tower bell had already chimed seven times, and there were still four hours until dinner. Qi Si let Chang Xu go ahead, and the two approached the shore, one behind the other. Waves crashed against the beach, making a "whooshing" sound. From time to…
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5.1 M • Ongoing
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The footage cut off abruptly, maliciously zooming in on the fish-headed humanoid monster. Qi Si was so repulsed he let out a soft hiss of disgust. Chang Xu had seen the same scene. He analysed calmly: "Those images were the clue tied to the Clock Tower. Yuna can control minds; you mustn't look into her eyes. The fish-men on the island used to be human; the transformation probably happens by jumping into the sea." "After the monsters eat people, their scales moult into…
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5.1 M • Ongoing
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Amidst the dense coconut grove, Angela followed closely behind Lu Li, heading toward the altar. After following silently for a stretch, she feigned concern and asked, "Expert Lu Li, how did you enter the Eerie Game?" Lu Li sighed, a layer of sorrow clouding his eyes: "My family member fell seriously ill and needed a lot of money. With my abilities, I couldn't raise such a large amount without breaking the law... When I was at my wit's end, the invitation appeared." "I…
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5.1 M • Ongoing
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Qi Si sat quietly for a moment, then felt an itch rise in his throat, as if some furry, living thing were clawing at his windpipe. While the other players were still wrestling with the fish on the table, he slipped back to the second floor and into his own room. The bed-sheet that had wrapped the painting had somehow come undone, revealing the white-robed man standing in the center of the canvas. It was already morning; last night's face of resentment had retracted every shred of malice and…
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5.1 M • Ongoing
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【Long before the ancient times, the Ancestor God's bones walked the desolate earth, harboring immense terror within the dome of its skull. Most who witnessed Its true form were driven to madness; only a prophet from a tribe that worshipped the god discerned the truth of sin within it. The prophet recounted the story he knew to his tribesmen, but the angry people accused him of being an evil spirit spreading heresy. The execution on the crucifix proceeded as scheduled, and…
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Qi Si opened his eyes to see a leaden, gray sky. Beneath the sky stood a row of dark yellow European-style buildings, constructed with alternating wood and stone bricks. The houses were clustered tightly together, so cramped that not a glimmer of light could escape. Murals and shrines rich with religious atmosphere were bathed in shadow, the expressionless eyes of mythical figures staring directly at Qi Si. Men and women in rags moved between the archways. They were all Caucasians with high…
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