"Ahhh—!!!"
Lin Zhao Cheng desperately clutched Meatball, trying to steady himself, but the torrent of blood gushing out like a flood overwhelmed him. The thick, viscous liquid seeped through his fingers, making it impossible for him to maintain his grip!
"Zshhh—!"
His palm suddenly slipped, and in an instant, he lost his balance and plummeted down!
"Damn!!!"
"Bang!!!"
He crashed hard to the ground, landing amidst a mass of corpses and rotting flesh. Intense pain radiated from his limbs throughout his body, and the violent impact compressed his lungs, leaving him gasping for air!
He wheezed, enduring the excruciating pain, and suddenly lifted his head to look around—
The Monster Hands were thrashing wildly!
"Ahhhhhh—!!!"
Those bizarre arms stretching out from the Fleshy Wall began to twist uncontrollably, as if they were being consumed by flames, emitting a chilling wail as if enduring unbearable torment.
"Zshhh—!!!"
The surrounding Fleshy Wall also started to tremble violently. Huge cracks tore open from within, and the flesh and blood tissue began to peel away and collapse as if unable to withstand the destructive force.
—An exit!
This cursed place is finally collapsing!!!
But at that moment—
Lin Zhao Cheng instinctively turned his head and saw William kneeling on the ground, his head lowered, trembling all over.
"William?!"
Lin Zhao Cheng's heart tightened. Ignoring the excruciating pain, he rolled and crawled toward him.
"Hey! Are you okay?! We did it!! We can get out!!!"
But William did not respond. He seemed like an empty shell, devoid of soul, his eyes vacant, his mouth slightly opening and closing as if he wanted to say something but could not make a sound.
His body shook, but it was not from fear; it was because—
His spirit had been tortured to the brink of collapse!
—He had been here too long!
—Those eerie whispers, curses, and mental assaults had gradually devoured his soul!
Lin Zhao Cheng gasped in shock, his heart racing wildly as he suddenly grabbed William's shoulder and shook him forcefully!
"Hey! Wake up!!! We succeeded! We can escape!!!"
But William's body seemed to have lost all its strength, weakly swaying as if it would shatter with just a touch.
He was already… on the verge of becoming a part of this Blood Flesh Hell!!!
“Kill me.”
William’s eyes were hollow, his lips trembling slightly, his voice sounding as if it came from a distant abyss, filled with endless fatigue and relief.
“You… promised.”
Lin Zhao Cheng froze, the knife in his hand shaking uncontrollably.
“No… no way… we’ve succeeded… get up! We can escape together!!!”
His eyes were red, desperately gripping William’s shoulder, shaking him vigorously, but William’s body had become like a lifeless marionette, moving without vitality in response to his force.
A faint smile flickered at the corners of William’s mouth, yet it was more sorrowful than ever.
“I… am beyond saving.”
His voice was low and hoarse, like the last embers that could be blown away at any moment.
“Just do it… don’t let this damned place turn me into part of it…”
“End my suffering.”
Lin Zhao Cheng’s eyes were bloodshot, his heart in turmoil as he gripped the hilt of the knife tightly, his nails nearly digging into his palm, but no matter what… he couldn’t bring himself to do it.
“Damn it… damn it!!!”
He roared in anger, swinging the knife fiercely, yet he could not bring himself to stab down!
William reached out with a trembling hand, gently pressing on his wrist, his tone calm, even carrying a hint of comfort.
"You are a good person... but now, you must be a bad person."
Lin Zhao Cheng trembled violently, feeling as if countless thorns were piercing into his heart. His breaths became rapid, and everything before him blurred.
He gritted his teeth, suddenly raising the knife, closing his eyes tightly, and shouted—
"Fuck!!! William—!!!"
"Thud—!"
The blade plunged unhesitatingly into William's heart.
In that moment, William's body shuddered slightly, his eyes widening just a bit, and a faint smile appeared at the corners of his mouth—a smile of relief.
"…Well done."
He whispered one last phrase before slowly collapsing, his eyes gradually closing, no longer speaking, no longer in pain.
He was finally free.
Lin Zhao Cheng fell to his knees, trembling all over, gripping the bloodied knife, feeling a part of his soul shatter at that moment.
He had killed his companion.
But he had no time to grieve... He was still alive, and he had to escape...!
Lin Zhao Cheng gasped for breath, his eyes blankly staring at William, who lay in a pool of blood. His heart was racing wildly, but William's had completely stopped.
He was still alive.
But William was dead.
"Damn it..."
He wiped the blood from his face with a trembling hand and turned his gaze forward—toward the torn opening!
It was a twisted fissure, like a dark vortex, silently devouring everything around it, resembling a massive mouth waiting for someone to step inside.
This was his only chance of survival.
"Boom—!!!"
A thunderous roar erupted behind him!
Lin Zhao Cheng turned abruptly, only to see the once flesh-and-blood passageway beginning to tremble violently. The walls crumbled continuously as a massive tide of flesh and blood surged forth from the depths of the passage, mixed with countless severed limbs and twisted bones, like the wrath of an apocalypse!
"Ahhhhh!!!"
That was not a flood! It was the curse of an entire hell!!!
This world of flesh and blood was collapsing. Everything that had been consumed, every soul that had once wailed, every tortured dead body, was being cast out with this wave of destruction. Countless decayed hands struggled in the flowing blood, screaming and crying as if they wanted to drag him down into the abyss!
"No! I can't be swallowed back in!!!"
Lin Zhao Cheng turned and fixed his gaze on the Dark Rift, knowing he had no time to hesitate!
This was the only chance! Jump out now, or be buried with this bizarre hell!!!
There was no choice, no hesitation!!!
He took a deep breath and sprinted forward, his steps unsteady, his body drenched in blood, madly racing toward the twisted Dark Rift!
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The sound of his footsteps echoed in this crumbling hell. His legs were completely numb, his consciousness fading, but one thought consumed him—survive!!!
"Charge!!!"
He leaped fiercely, hurtling toward the dark exit!!!
In that moment, his figure vanished into the darkness, the world of Blood Flesh Hell collapsing behind him as countless eerie hands reached out, but they only grasped at air!
He jumped into the unknown, but at least… he had not been devoured!!!
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