At the start of the second day, the monsters surrounding Oscar and his group did something significant.
They stole all the food and water that the group had brought into the Terror space from outside.
These monsters were overwhelmingly powerful, leaving the group with no chance to resist.
Those who dared to resist were killed on the spot!
William, the administrator, didn’t even need to speak,he believed these people knew what was expected of them.
Not handing over their supplies meant certain death.
Naturally, the group didn’t try to fight the monsters over some food and water,they obediently handed everything over.
They also noticed that the monsters didn’t take the water and bread that had been awarded on the first day.
It became clear that the food rewarded by William, the “administrator,” was not to be taken.
Kevin left with the female ghost Nora, but the skeleton, its eye sockets flickering with purple ghostly fire, did not follow them. Instead, it continued to stare at Oscar as usual.
“William, I was wrong, please forgive me? I’ll be your servant,” Oscar pleaded, on the verge of breaking down.
Damn it, it was obvious now,William had him marked.
William didn’t respond to Oscar’s pleas.
There were plenty willing to be his servants,he didn’t need whatever kind Oscar was offering.
Oscar was close to kneeling and begging, but he quickly realized that his pleas were meaningless.
He also didn’t dare insult William again. Having a creepy skeleton watching him was terrifying enough,if he insulted William and provoked him to come up with some new torment, where would he go then?
As time passed, those who had entered the Terror space faced no further attacks.
The originally gloomy and dark Terror space surprisingly began to lighten with a dawn light, the golden sunlight almost promising a brighter future.
By the end of the second day, no one had died, and Kevin, holding Nora’s hand, hid in a large warehouse.
Nora clutched Kevin’s hand tightly and suddenly embraced him. Before Kevin could react, Nora had moved closer…
As Kevin’s Penis penetrated Nora’s vaginal, her stunning face suddenly cracked open like a split melon. Her once smooth cheeks fractured like a spiderweb, and blood dripped down as if it cost nothing.
“Ah!!!” Kevin screamed in horror.
But at that moment, his erection wouldn’t subside no matter how much he wanted it to.
Nora’s beautiful lips also split, revealing a mouthful of interlocked fangs and a long tongue. Her eyeballs popped out, and in a chilling voice, she asked, “Dear Kevin, do I look beautiful?”
“A ghost!!!”
Kevin was petrified and tried to pull away from Nora, only to find his waist tightly clamped, making it impossible to move.
“Kevin, you’re amazing!” Nora cackled maniacally, flipping over to sit on top of him. The blood dripping from her face and the foul smell were nauseating, and her long, hard nails dug into Kevin’s skin.
Kevin never imagined he would die like this.
That bastard William, playing them like this…
…
Oscar, alone and vigilant, watched the distant skeleton and dared not rest, his nerves taut, allowing no slack.
“Just two more days! Only two days!” Oscar muttered to himself, “Even if William is the administrator, as long as I live two more days, I can definitely get out and be stronger. I’ll never come back here again!”
As he was talking to himself, he saw Nora, in tattered clothes, stumbling towards him, weakly crying out, “Oscar, save me!”
Seeing Oscar, Nora burst into tears.
Oscar hurried over, keeping an eye on the skeleton not far away.
But the skeleton just quietly watched him, showing no intention of attacking.
“What happened?” Oscar grabbed Nora’s hand and looked behind her, only to see a skeleton soldier with white ghostly fire flickering in its eye socket slowly approaching them, wielding a battered long sword with sluggish movements.
“Kevin… Kevin tried to hurt me, I…” Nora hid behind Oscar, crying pitifully.
Oscar picked up a spear and dispatched the ordinary skeleton soldier with one strike, then turned back to Nora and said, “Don’t cry, Nora, I’m here for you!”
Nora whispered softly, nodding her head, and said, “Oscar, I knew you were a good person.”
A good person?
A shadow flickered in Oscar’s eyes as he thought to himself: Damn bitch, if it weren’t for your dad being Braden Ramsey, I’d kill you right now!
The next night, as darkness fell, the Terror realm was once again illuminated under a blood moon, spreading a nauseating stench of blood, with eerie sounds all around.
Oscar had not slept for two days and nights, yet he was acutely aware that this was the eve of a monster attack.
The last time he entered the Doors of Terror, it was the same, except during the day when the sunlight emerged, the monsters would disperse, and they could get a brief rest.
But this time, that bizarre skeleton, like a maggot in the bone, haunted him relentlessly, not allowing him any moment of respite.
Suddenly, a bone claw stretched out from the ground in front of Oscar, followed by more bone claws emerging rapidly from the earth like bamboo shoots after rain, too fast to react.
“Run!” Oscar grabbed Nora and bolted.
But centered around him, within a ten-mile radius, the scene was the same—skeleton soldiers burrowing out from the ground.
Their eye sockets mostly glowed with white ghostly fire, not as twisted as the purple skeletons, and could be easily slain with a single strike. However, their numbers were vast, densely packed without end in sight.
These skeleton soldiers had only one target: Oscar.
Such a scene was truly horrifying. Oscar’s X-Vanguard Armor was equipped with numerous high-tech missiles, and now he dared not hesitate any longer. Missiles were launched as if they cost nothing, creating thunderous booms around him, and the skeletons were blasted into pieces.
But soon, new skeleton soldiers crawled out from the ground. Such a scene, if seen by someone with a fear of dense patterns, might cause them to scratch their own skin raw.
Oscar swallowed hard.
His armor’s defense was formidable, and he wasn’t afraid of these weak skeleton soldiers. If it were just him, even surrounded by these skeletons, he likely wouldn’t die.
But he had the frail Nora with him.
Nora is his capital for a comeback once he gets out of here.
Oscar could only keep swinging his alloy steel knife, blade rising and falling, striving to protect Nora completely.
After a night of fierce fighting, Oscar collapsed on the ground, exhausted.
This scene was just one corner of the Terror realm.
Those who had entered with him also suffered various attacks.
But without exception, they all survived by fighting desperately, and almost all of them had a monster lurking nearby.
William wanted them to understand what real terror was.
Was it the unknown danger?
No, no, no!
It was the despair experienced after seeing the dawn of hope following a miraculous survival.
More cruel?
William was never a merciful man!
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