My Healing Games

Chapter 379 The Sounds in Room 4044
Hatred, like burning black fire, surged from within and spread throughout the body!

To use hatred, one must first endure the excruciating pain and burn oneself before going on to burn the enemy.

As the executioner's blade fell for the second time, the old ghost crashed into the headless gatekeeper at a speed far exceeding the previous one.

The deformed feet cracked the ground, and the old ghost, his body engulfed in black flames, neither dodged nor flinched. As hatred tore apart the puppet formed from blood threads, the executioner's blade fell on his shoulder.

The blade easily cleaved the soul, but it could not completely sever the hatred in the old ghost's heart.

The executioner's blade was stuck in his hatred, and the crazed old ghost let the blade remain inside his body, quickly closing the distance!

The evil soul possesses an almost instinctive fighting instinct; he seems to be accustomed to close-quarters combat, even with power approaching true hatred.

The severed arm was reborn in hatred, and the hands filled with despair pierced the bowl-sized scar on the door god's neck.

The old ghost laughed maniacally as he tore at the door gods. His descendants were all trapped in the dead building, turned into monsters by the curse. Now all hope was shattered, and all that remained for him was slaughter and death.

"A spark of hatred?"

On the long corridor, the headless door god and the old ghost were locked in a life-or-death struggle. Suddenly, a surprised voice came from inside door 4044. It seemed that someone had been watching the outside world from behind door 4044: "The fire of hatred has begun to burn. If it continues, this resentment may be completely ignited by hatred. With one more source of hatred, there will be one more variable in the Death Tower."

The entire fourth-floor corridor was in ruins due to the fight between the headless door god and the old ghost, except for the door of room 4044, which remained unchanged.

The voice in the room was very low. After it finished speaking, footsteps were heard in room 4044, followed by a knock on the door from the inside.

The headless gatekeeper, who was fighting with the old ghost, tightened the blood vessels on his body when he heard the knocking. The heads on the ground became bloody and mangled again, and he muttered words that no one could understand.

Normally, when evil spirits fight, they fight to the death until one is completely devoured by the other or its soul is destroyed.

However, the headless door god is completely different from ordinary ghosts. After hearing the knocking, he is willing to be seriously injured to move towards room 4044.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the old ghost controlled by the evil spirit created wounds on the headless door god, but unfortunately the door god was too close to room 4044.

As it approached the blood-red door, the headless door god discarded all the heads on the corridor and returned to the door as they exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

The evil spirit, half its face stained with blood, stared at the door of room 4044. It had heard whispers and knocking during the fight, and now it was even more curious about room 4044.

"The more 4s there are in the room numbers of this dead building, the more dangerous it is. Are there other things living in this room?"

Blood dripped from his chin, and the evil spirit slammed his arm, burning with hatred, against the door of room 4044, but the door remained unmoved.

"Can you keep hiding forever?"

Attacking the door panel was ineffective. The enraged evil spirit looked at the rooms on both sides of 4044. He unleashed his full power, almost smashing through the wall of the neighbor's house. However, to his surprise, room 4044 seemed to be completely isolated from the dead building, and he could not enter no matter what he did.

"Tsk."

His cold gaze was fixed on the blood-red door panel. The evil soul's smile was already ferocious, but now, with the bloodstains on his cheeks, he looked like a demon that had crawled out of a legend.

At 4:44 a.m., the manager returned to his senses. The evil spirit clearly remembered this time. He did not linger at the door of room 4044 for long, but instead went upstairs.

"Leave? I just have a better idea, old man. You just stay in my consciousness and don't move. I'll slaughter everything that gets in my way!"

After re-locking the few people he had left in the corner onto his back, the massive old ghost climbed upstairs.

He cleared away the ghosts one by one, devouring and killing those that were useful, and reached the fourteenth floor as quickly as possible.

"The house number also contains three 4s, what could be hidden in this room?"

Stepping on the ashes of paper money on the ground, the old ghost climbed up the soul ladder and entered room 4144, where Zhuang Ren's wife and daughter lived.

There was no powerful ghost as expected; the house was strangely normal.

This is just an ordinary home, but the incredibly large old ghost stands out as something extraordinary.

"They're also summoning spirits? Who is Zhuang Ren? That name sounds familiar. Why can't I remember? Does this family know me too?" Ever since he saw something in the woman and her child who was a spirit summoner, the evil spirit's sense of incompleteness has grown stronger. He desperately wants to know what he has forgotten.

Dragging a horrifying body that one might not even see in a nightmare, the evil spirit pushed open the door to a bedroom. Zhuang Ren's eldest daughter was lying on the bed, seemingly having a nightmare. Her brows were furrowed, and she occasionally uttered words like "Dad" and "Help!" in her sleep.

"Dad?" The evil spirit's cursed hand hovered above the woman's head. It seemed that once you did it the first time, you didn't feel any psychological pressure doing it a second time.

Instead of piercing the woman's head with his own hand, the evil spirit turned around and pushed open the door to another bedroom.

There was a girl standing on tiptoe by the bed in the bedroom. She had her back to the door and was facing the wall, which looked very strange.

As the head slowly turned and the evil spirit tried to approach, a statue suddenly rolled out from under the girl's bed.

It was only about the size of a palm, and the face of the statue was blurry, with only a vague indication that the person was smiling.

"4044 is a door god, 4144 is a statue of a deity. What are these pathetic ghosts, who can't even be reincarnated, pretending to be gods here?"

With a single slap, the evil spirit shattered the statue, and the little demon inside was instantly annihilated before it could even peek out.

Only a piece of paper and a strand of half-white, half-black hair remained among the rubble of the idol.

The loud noise startled everyone inside. The master bedroom door opened, and Zhuang Ren's wife looked at the evil spirit with icy eyes, holding a soul bell in her hand.

The moment Zhuang Ren's wife saw the evil spirit, she rang the soul bell, and the next moment her body was shattered by the evil spirit.

Strangely enough, after her body shattered, the woman's skin began to fade, leaving only scraps of paper on the ground.

This woman was actually a paper doll in disguise!
The Soul Bell fell to the ground and rolled next to the Evil Soul.

Strange noises came from under Zhuang Ren's youngest daughter's bed, and one by one, the statues opened their eyes and crawled out from under the bed.

With a stomp that shattered the Soul Bell, the Evil Soul stared at the surging statues and an idea popped into his head: he would move all the statues to the vicinity of room 4044. Even if it meant destroying the statues, he would do it around that room. He wanted to disrupt those two rooms and then kill all the "gods" in those two rooms.

"This thought came so naturally, haven't I often done this before?"

(End of this chapter)