Nightmare Apostle

Chapter 1448: Chapter 895: Alarm_2

Now Yang Xiao confirmed that there is definitely more than one Ghost on this floor. The Taoist was right; there is a Source Ghost, and the rest are Chang Ghosts.

But to some extent, there isn’t much difference between a Chang Ghost and a Source Ghost. As long as it’s a Ghost, it can easily kill a person according to its habits and logic.

This female ghost didn’t kill him right away, not because he was handsome, but because she couldn’t do it. This gave Yang Xiao a chance to figure out a way to escape.

Zhou Mingxiao is a very decisive person. After leaving a note to take care, he fled in a hurry, continuing to move forward.

As he watched Zhou Mingxiao leave, Yang Xiao realized even if he pleaded for help, Zhou might not agree, after all, it was Yang Xiao marked by the Ghost, not him.

In the mission, alliances between people are unimaginably fragile. Once someone is targeted by a Ghost, unless the person holds crucial information that can decide the team’s life or death, or possesses exceptionally strong abilities, making them irreplaceable, most of the time, they will be directly abandoned.

Clearly, Yang Xiao did not qualify for such treatment, and Zhou Mingxiao certainly would not risk his life to save him.

Now, only he could save himself, which was indeed a bit disheartening, but Yang Xiao didn’t panic too much in the face of such a situation. He was already accustomed to going it alone.

The invisible noose around his neck was still tightening, and now Yang Xiao was having some difficulty breathing. The blood vessels on his neck protruded, and his face turned red.

He began to attempt to take a step back. As expected, this could slow down the speed of the noose tightening.

But that wasn’t enough. He ignored all external surroundings, closed his eyes, and touched the wall with his left hand, inching backward. With his eyes closed, the terrifying face of the female ghost appeared in his mind once again, staring at Yang Xiao as if determined to have him.

However, Yang Xiao didn’t care about this. He wasn’t trying to look at the female ghost; he wanted to see the environment around her to locate this entity.

The female ghost must be on this floor, and Yang Xiao had to find out where exactly she was hiding.

Finding the ghost might sound bizarre, but it might be his only chance for survival. He had tried to leave or retreat, but the sensation of constriction around his neck persisted.

Escaping wasn’t an option; the female ghost seemed to be entrenched in his mind, appearing whenever he closed his eyes. The only opportunity was to deal with her.

Suppressing the feeling of suffocation, he focused his sight away from the female ghost. After several attempts, he managed to zoom out the perspective in his mind, confirming the ghost’s location as a relatively small, isolated office with a glass door, a large red blessing character posted upside down on it, and outside to the right stood a half-human height blue and white porcelain vase. freēwēbnovel.com

This was the clue. He immediately started searching along both sides of the corridor for the glass door with the upside-down blessing character and that tall porcelain vase.

"Huff—"

"Huff—"

In this environment, wearing a mask was already making it hard to breathe, and now with his neck constricted, it was adding insult to injury. Another minute passed, and Yang Xiao was nearly suffocating, his steps became unsteady, his vision blurred, and he even started having slight hallucinations.

But perhaps it wasn’t his fate to die, for finally in a corner, he found that room.

The glass door had a conspicuous upside-down large red blessing character, and there were shards all over the floor from what appeared to be the broken vase, possibly knocked over by someone fleeing during a fire.

Yang Xiao stumbled to the door. No time for caution now. He directly burst it open.

Indeed, the setting was identical to what he saw in his mind, except that it was an empty office with no woman around.

"Failed...?" Unwilling to accept this, Yang Xiao moved towards the window, when suddenly, an inexplicable scene unfolded: in the window’s reflection, Yang Xiao’s figure appeared, accompanied by a woman.

The woman stood right in front of him, very close, almost within arm’s reach, and in the mirror, Yang Xiao saw his neck wrapped by a curtain string tied into a noose.

The string had already sunk into his flesh, the reflection of him looking exceedingly grim.

This time, Yang Xiao attempted to lift his hand and remove the string; it went smoothly.

He discovered a crucial detail: only by focusing on the reflected string in the glass could he touch it; otherwise, it was intangible. This feeling was bizarre.

During the time he was untying the noose, the female ghost did nothing, just stared venomously at Yang Xiao as if she had frozen.

"What are you looking at? Like it? Then have it back!" Yang Xiao cursed in his heart and then through the reflection in the window placed the string he removed onto the female ghost’s neck.

The female ghost’s arms seemed to be disconnected, hanging unnaturally by her sides.

"Hm?" Just as he completed this action, his peripheral vision caught sight of a piece of paper tucked in the female ghost’s chest pocket in the reflection.

Before he could react, the next second, the ghost with the noose around her neck leaped out of the broken window without warning. Then there was a "crack" sound, as the taut string snapped her neck due to momentum.

At that moment, Yang Xiao confirmed the method of the female ghost’s death. She initially intended to tie the string around her waist, but something went wrong midway, turning it into a hanging.