books44 Chapter 338 - 324: Temporary Emergency Script Mission: Kill the Resident of 904 [3]
Chapter 338 - 324: Temporary Emergency Script Mission: Kill the Resident of 904 [3]
"Master, are you planning to head directly to the tenth floor?"
Ouyang Shuokong saw Hu Qi’s expression, and after a moment of thought, he understood his intentions.
"This Blood Word Script is very dangerous. Compared to an ordinary Dream Eye, its power is far greater and more bizarre.
"Even those Dream Masters who can control a Dream Eye are nothing but ants before it, easily annihilated."
Ouyang Shuokong frowned slightly as various things he had heard before came to mind.
He paused for a moment before continuing.
"I once heard that a long time ago, a resident of the Ninth Layer, confident in his exceptional strength, tried to breach the tenth floor. In the end, he met a miserable death on the spot."
Hu Qi’s gaze flickered upon hearing this.
’Based on Ouyang Shuokong’s explanation just now...’
’...and what I saw and heard outside on my way up...’
’...I know that in this Bloody Apartment, the higher the floor a script actor lives on, the stronger they are.’
’Someone who can live on the Ninth Layer must be at least at the Dreamwalker Level, and might even be a powerful expert at the Controller Level.’
’For such a powerful Dream Master to be miserably defeated by the Blood Word Script is enough to show just how strange it is.’
’But asking me to complete those fifty script missions...’
’...how is that any different from making me work for the Blood Word Script?’
’That’s completely impossible. No one can make me work for them.’
’I’ll never be a wage slave. Not in this lifetime.’
’Besides,’
’...the idea that completing fifty script missions lets you make a wish to control the Blood Word Script...’
’...seems like a completely unrealistic lie to me.’
’It’s as fake as a pie-in-the-sky promise from a boss to an employee.’
’According to what Hu San said before...’
’...as one of the original Dream Eyes...’
’...they came into existence an extremely long time ago.’
’So long ago that it can be traced back to the birth of this world.’
’Over such a vast period of time...’
’...these so-called fifty script missions required by the Blood Word Script’s rules...’
’...no matter how difficult they are...’
’...someone should have completed them by now.’
’As elites who have struggled and survived one script mission after another...’
’...would that kind of person really not think of trying to control the Blood Word Script?’
’It just doesn’t add up.’
’Then the only explanation is...’
’...this so-called rule about making a wish after fifty missions is just bait thrown out by the Blood Word Script. It’s meant to keep the script actors alive, to prevent them from falling into despair and losing all hope.’
’However, since that Wei Fan is a reborn Celestial Fate Person who came to this place...’
’...he might really have a way to gain the Blood Word Script’s approval and successfully control it after completing the fifty script missions.’
’Or perhaps, he hid some important information from Ouyang Shuokong.’
"I know what I’m doing,"
Hu Qi said.
In his view, the more powerful a Dream Eye was, the more substantial the power he could obtain by devouring it.
Besides, seizing the Blood Word Script was related to some of his subsequent plans, so he naturally wouldn’t give up.
"You stay here and continue to monitor Wei Fan."
With that, Hu Qi’s figure, like a phantom, passed straight through the door and vanished from the room.
Ouyang Shuokong stared at the closed door, only then snapping back to his senses.
’Hu Qi can actually ignore the rules of this Bloody Apartment.’
’Master’s progress is so fast. What Realm has he reached now?’
Ouyang Shuokong sighed internally.
The longer he was in contact with Hu Qi, the more intensely he was shocked by him.
’This terrifying rate of improvement...’
’...made me understand how ordinary Secret Martial Artists used to see me.’
’They couldn’t even see a glimmer of hope of catching up.’
「...」
After leaving Room 603, Hu Qi didn’t linger. He walked up the long, dim corridor.
Soon, he stopped on the Ninth Layer.
This place was completely different from the floors below. As far as the eye could see,
on the entire Ninth Layer, the blood-word doorplates of only four rooms flickered with an eerie, bloody light.
The doorplates of the other rooms, however, were dim and unlit.
Based on his earlier conversation with Ouyang Shuokong, Hu Qi knew that whether a doorplate was lit or not directly corresponded to whether a resident occupied the room.
’It seems that on this Ninth Layer...’
’...including myself, there are only four residents in total.’
At that moment, at the end of the Ninth Layer, a staircase extending upward was faintly visible.
However, the staircase above seemed to be shrouded in a shadow as thick as ink, like the gaping maw of a Demon.
As Hu Qi slowly approached, an invisible but extremely palpable resistance surged toward him like a tide.
Immediately after, the shadow began to twist and writhe violently.
In a Moment, it transformed into a line of horrifying, blood-red text.
[Detected: Script actor has not obtained clearance for fifty script missions. As this is the first rule violation, a warning is issued. A second violation will result in immediate annihilation!]
The bloody surface of the characters seemed alive, writhing ceaselessly.
It was as if lines of fresh blood were trickling down, and a pungent, metallic scent instantly filled the space, making one want to gag.
Seeing this, Hu Qi’s expression remained unchanged.
He suddenly thrust his arm out, grabbing at the empty air beside him.
In that instant, an ink-black shadow surged from his palm.
It formed into an enormous black hammer covered in blood-red stripes.
It was the Bone Shattering Hammer.
The next second, the giant hammer, which looked like it weighed hundreds of pounds and would be impossible for an ordinary person to move, felt as light as a feather in Hu Qi’s hand.
He raised his hand and swept it out. With this swing,
the Nightmare Power enveloping the great hammer instantly spread out like a raging black storm.
Wherever it went,
the condensed blood-red text ahead shattered like fragile glass, turning into specks of bloody light that dissipated into the air.