novelraw Chapter 278: Headquarters! Evil Spirit Invasion
Chapter 278: Headquarters! Evil Spirit Invasion
Chapter 278: Headquarters! Evil Spirit InvasionOn Earth, Shanghai.
In an isolated room underground.
On the bed, Bai Yi, wearing a hospital gown, lay face down on the mattress, hidden under the blanket. Using the faint light filtering in from the window, his expression was grave.
He held a pencil, straining to recall the summoning ritual magic circle drawn on that page his Big Brother had given him.
He still hadn't given up.
Although that notebook page was now unrecoverable, back in Big Brother's basement, he and Big Brother had studied the structure of that ritual circle together.
Now, he could only rely on his memory, struggling to recreate it.
And the most crucial thing was...
His gaze fell on the tiny shred of flesh and blood mist lodged under his fingernail.
That was the flesh and blood he had scraped from his Big Brother's pinky finger.As long as he kept this shred of flesh and blood hidden and undiscovered, he still had hope of summoning Big Brother over, because Big Brother's flesh and blood was the best beacon!
"I remember it should look like this, right..."
Bai Yi frowned deeply, desperately trying to recall the structural diagram of the ritual circle.
He truly cursed himself for his usual slacker attitude and not studying properly. If he had a photographic memory, would he even need to recreate it?!
He himself would be a walking library.
But he knew thinking about this was useless. The urgent priority now was to solidify his memory of that ritual circle, because once morning came the next day, he had to destroy everything he had drawn today.
Time slowly trickled away as he focused on his recollection.
But then, the very next moment.
The sliver of light shining in from the window suddenly went dark.
Bai Yi almost instinctively tightened his grip on the paper in his hand, his expression turning alert.
Had he been discovered?
This room where he was being held under house arrest faced the corridor outside the door. Because guards frequently patrolled back and forth, the lights in the corridor were kept on all night.
He almost instinctively held his breath.
For some reason, he clearly felt the temperature in the room seemed to be dropping at an imperceptibly slow pace.
But it didn't feel like a normal chill.
Instead, it felt like...
A sinister, yin cold.
He swallowed hard subconsciously, finally lifting the blanket, putting on his slippers, and nervously walking towards the direction of the main door.
One step.
Two steps.
Slowly approaching.
There was a glass window on the upper part of the iron door. Usually, guards would peek at him through that small window from time to time. There was also a surveillance camera in the top right corner. What made him nervous was that even the red light on that camera had disappeared.
It seemed this place was completely without power.
He held his breath.
Finally.
Mustering all his courage, he raised his head and cautiously peered through that small window.
Inching closer, bit by bit.
His heart was practically in his throat.
Because he was terrified that a pair of eyes or a bloody hand would suddenly appear outside that small window. He swore he would be scared out of his wits if that happened.
But nothing did.
His gaze pierced through that glass window, looking outside.
The corridor was pitch black, eerily quiet enough to give anyone the creeps. He couldn't see anything, only his own reflection in the glass window.
The heart he had been clutching finally began to slowly settle down.
He let out a low sigh of relief.
Maybe.
It really was just a power outage.
Ever since he returned from the Dark World, he always felt a bit paranoid, as if a pair of eyes was constantly watching him from the shadows, making him somewhat neurotic.
But it was fine as long as nothing was wrong.
If he encountered a supernatural world here on Earth too, without an invincible presence like Big Brother, his little life would probably be forfeited here.
He exhaled, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.
He instinctively started to turn his head.
But at that very instant.
His peripheral vision suddenly caught something on the small window in front of him. The hairs on his body practically stood on end.
Right.
There was indeed nothing outside the window.
But was that reflection in the glass window really him?
Because he clearly noticed that when he was about to turn his head, the faint reflection of himself in the glass window didn't follow his movement at all!
If that reflection wasn't him, then who was it?!
His hands began to tremble, his face slowly turning deathly pale.
He stiffly straightened his head.
The reflection in the glass window, identical to him, seemed to be staring fixedly at him.
And then, the next moment.
That reflection suddenly gave him a smile.
"Found you."
Bai Yi's face changed drastically, goosebumps erupting all over his body. He turned around in panic, trying to scramble backward.
But at the very instant he turned his head.
Behind him.
He saw the white-haired elder, covered in blood, staring fixedly at his back.
He recognized that elder almost immediately. He was the high-ranking official sent from above by the government to establish the Supernatural Administration.
But at this moment, he stood there like a corpse.
Whoosh—
The elder suddenly opened his mouth. In just an instant, his mouth stretched to a monstrous two meters wide, like an abyss, instantly engulfing him.
A piercing, wretched scream echoed throughout the room.
...
"Bai Yi!"
In the corridor outside the main door, the Spiritual Medium, her face full of urgency, arrived at Bai Yi's door with dozens of fully armed special forces soldiers and high-level officials in tow.
They immediately took out keys, trying to unlock the door.
But for some reason, that door seemed welded shut, impossible to push open no matter how hard they tried.
The inside of the glass window was also pitch black.
"Something's happened! Their target really is that child!"
The Spiritual Medium gritted her teeth. She glanced anxiously at the dark corridor;
an intense, sinister coldness seemed to crawl all over her body.
Not daring to delay, she immediately sat cross-legged on the floor, pulling out a small human figure cut from paper from her pocket.
She pressed the paper figure onto the door, bit her finger, and swiftly traced a blood-red rune on the paper figure.
She closed her eyes.
Her fingers rapidly performed a series of complex hand gestures.
Her lips trembled, continuously reciting obscure incantations.
And then, the next moment, she suddenly opened her eyes, gritting her teeth as she said, "Little sister, I'm counting on you."
Hum—
A hollow, ghostly face, like a double exposure, suddenly appeared on the left half of her face.
The paper figure stuck to the iron door instantly adhered tightly, almost merging with the door itself. A large amount of blood gushed out from the paper figure with a splashing sound, and the iron door rapidly became decayed and dilapidated.
"Smash the door!"
The Spiritual Medium roared through clenched teeth.
The special forces soldiers beside her immediately used their rifle butts to pound heavily on the door.
The iron door collapsed with a crash.
The previously muffled, wretched, and terrified screams suddenly became audible from inside.
They immediately saw that Bai Yi inside the room was covered in a viscous fluid. His upper body was almost completely swallowed into the mouth of that white-haired elder, only his two legs remained, desperately kicking and resisting.
"Bai Yi!!"
Everyone's expressions changed dramatically.