My Healing Games

Chapter 359 E-level Main Quest: The Night of Return!

The sound of the soul bell in the corridor was even more urgent than before. This bell seemed to represent something, and it seemed to be able to briefly affect the headless door gods.

As the sound of the Soul Bell grew louder, Han Fei felt that the entire corridor of the Dead Building had become different from before.

The bloodied and mangled mouths of those heads seemed to be chanting something, as if reciting the names of the door gods. Blood-red threads were being pulled out of the heads, and the bodies of the door gods slowly became real from their illusory appearance.

He didn't seem like a god emerging from the door; he was more like a ghost trapped inside.

Blood threads wrapped around his body, and the five fingers gripping the executioner's blade gradually solidified. Then, dragging the massive blade, he slowly turned around and looked behind Han Fei.

"My head, my head..."

A voice rang in Han Fei's ear, startling him.

Out of the corner of his eye, Han Fei saw a chilling sight: a thin line of blood emerging from his head was trying to burrow into his brain through his ear.

"Your head isn't with me!" Han Fei stepped back, and the gatekeeper immediately raised his knife without uttering a word, and brought the knife down!
The air, thick with the stench of blood, rushed into Han Fei's nostrils. He forced himself to open his eyes and watch the trajectory of the blade to dodge, but the blade was simply too fast.

Almost as soon as he saw the doorman's arm fall, the executioner's blade had already grazed his head and was about to strike his back!

Han Fei felt a chill on his back and heard the sound of something being cut.

"That Soul Chaser still won't give up?" Han Fei wanted to turn his head, but the bloodline of the door god was right next to his ear. If he made any sudden movement, the bloodline might pierce his brain directly.

With less than two minutes left before the Soul Chaser's mission ended, the Soul Chaser inside the building went into a frenzy. It seemed that Han Fei's soul was the key to this ritual, an indispensable sacrifice that he had to obtain!

The Soul Bell shattered, and blood flowed from Han Fei's ears. He temporarily lost his hearing, but he vaguely felt a hand reaching towards his head!
His hair stood on end; as he turned his head, something touched the back of his head.

This time was different from before. He could clearly feel something deep in his mind being pulled away by a suction force. All his memories were twisted into a rope, whether beautiful or painful. Scenes from his past experiences were intertwined into a rope.

The rope of memory connected to the deepest recesses of his mind, and with the pull of an external force, a storm raged within Han Fei's mind. The rope of memory stretched outwards little by little, slowly turning red; the memories Han Fei had deposited deepest within his mind were now entirely blood-red!
The pitch-black night was gradually tinged with red. As the only survivor in the Happy Orphanage, Han Fei's deliberately forgotten memories, with the help of a psychologist, were slowly resurfacing.

Before the bloody memories could even surface, his clear mind was already stained crimson. Fragmented pieces flooded his heart, and Han Fei's pupils slowly contracted. The Rebirth Blade appeared in his hand without him even noticing.

Ignoring the red bloodstains on the doorman's face, he turned back for the fourth time and stabbed the knife behind him.

The gleaming blade reflected a face streaked with blood and tears. Han Fei saw a hand covered in death curses, with a festering character for "soul" on its palm.

At this moment, the hand pulled another Han Fei out from the back of Han Fei's head. This Han Fei was completely different from the previous ones. Blood seeped from his forehead, and he had a crazy, exaggerated smile on his face, as if he was mocking the whole world.

"Is this really me?"

This was the first time the Soul Chaser had encountered such a situation. He had hunted countless souls, and his hand, covered in death curses, could easily penetrate the bodies of the living and the memories of vengeful spirits. But on this day, he encountered a peculiar soul that was looking at him and laughing maniacally!
The death curse on his arm kept flowing. The Soul Chaser tried his best, but still couldn't pull the laughing Han Fei out. This soul seemed to be connected to something else, pressing down on the red at the bottom of his mind.

Han Fei was just as shocked as the Soul Chaser. Looking at the image of himself in the back of his head that seemed to be suffering from manic laughter, he inexplicably thought of the old lady in the Happiness Community.

Meng Po's memories were tampered with by the previous building manager, Fu Sheng. When the memories of death were triggered, a terrifying monster emerged from the back of the usually kind and gentle old woman's head.

Han Fei was also quite frightened at the time; he never imagined that he would see a similar scene happen to him one day.

Compared to the monster on the back of the old man's head, this soul pulled out from the depths of his own mind is far more impactful.

The Soul Chaser tried to pull but failed. He didn't let go, and by the time he tried to pull a second time, the incredibly sharp executioner's blade had already fallen!
The arm that was gripping Han Fei's soul was severed. In the instant that the hand, which was covered in death curses, fell, Han Fei finally saw the face of the Soul Chaser!

One half of his face was covered with a death curse and the word "soul," while the other half was that of the insane employee from many years ago!
The butterfly pattern spread from the corner of his eye into his mouth, turning him into a complete monster, like a manipulated puppet, his face full of pain, regret, and sorrow.

He once massacred the Dead Building community, and now he is personally collecting the souls of those people.

The saddest thing is that he still doesn't know whether what he did was right or wrong.

Just as Han Fei saw the Soul Chaser's face, the Death Curse on his body suddenly erupted, and the half of his face covered with the Death Curse and the word "Soul" subtly changed, actually becoming somewhat similar to Han Fei.

However, it seems that because the soul was not completely extracted, the transformation of the soul seeker was interrupted halfway through.

Under Han Fei's gaze, the half of the Soul Chaser's face that had changed let out a painful scream and was forcibly torn off from the Soul Chaser's body, turning into three different Han Feis. Then, under the influence of a large number of death curses, they were dragged to the top floor of the Death Tower by an invisible force!

The three Han Feis were also covered in death curses. They seemed to be wrapped in black chains and pierced by huge iron hooks, enduring unimaginable pain.

"You only stole three souls and three spirits, Butterfly. Your death curse can't even take the soul of a living person?" The Soul Chaser's mouth split open, as if he wanted to show a smile. This was the first time he had wanted to smile since he had been imprisoned in the Death Tower for so long.

The Soul Chaser opened his mouth, and Han Fei discovered that the butterfly pattern had even grown into the Soul Chaser's mouth, and his body was completely covered from the inside out with the strange butterfly pattern.

The Soul Chaser was acting very strangely; after he went berserk, all the death curses on his body were triggered.

In his last moments of lucidity, he looked at Han Fei and said, "The Night of Returning Souls has begun. Summon your lost soul and help me... kill the butterfly!"

After saying this, the Soul Chaser's body was torn apart, and his soul fell like snowflakes, disappearing once again into the corridor.

"Attention Player 0000! You saw the Soul Chaser's face on your fourth turn! You have completed the prerequisite quest for the E-rank main quest 'Night of Return'—'The Soul Chaser'! Successfully triggered the E-rank main quest—'Night of Return'!"

(End of this chapter)