Big Capitalist

The ceiling was covered with densely packed "human faces" with distorted expressions. Their facial features seemed to be pulled and deformed by an invisible force. A strange light flickered in their empty eye sockets, as if they were staring at the people below.

The scene was as if countless wronged souls were staring at them from the depths of hell. In an instant, a piercing chill ran from the top of their heads to the soles of their feet, causing their bodies to tremble involuntarily.

The moment the light ball touched those "human faces", it seemed to trigger some terrible mechanism, and the "human faces" howled miserably in unison. The sound was so sharp and piercing that it seemed to penetrate everyone's eardrums and strike deep into their souls.

Then, these "human faces" rained down from the ceiling. Only then did everyone see clearly that these human-sized creatures were actually insects with distorted human faces on their backs!

"what!"

"What the hell is this!"

Suddenly there was a scream in the team. Many people were so scared that their faces turned pale, their legs became weak, and they retreated in panic regardless of everything.

Some timid scholars even collapsed to the ground, their eyes filled with fear and despair.

However, there were also some experienced adventurers and mercenaries in the team. They suppressed their inner fear and quickly calmed down.

They chanted spells and waved their staffs. Rays of magical light shot out from their hands, trying to stop these human-faced insects that were coming like a tide.

"What exactly is this!"

People kept screaming in horror, their voices filled with fear and despair of the unknown.

In the monitoring room deep in the ruins, Kelvin was slapping his thighs excitedly and laughing. The laughter echoed in the empty monitoring room, seeming particularly weird.

"Hahahaha, this is the effect I want to see!"

He laughed and said excitedly, "I bred this human-faced demon spider using Warcraft synthesis technology. I really don't know how Merlin came up with this combination. The fusion of an eight-legged spider, a twisted human face, and a wronged soul—just one look at it is enough to make the hairs on your back stand on end!"

There was a mad and proud glint in his eyes, as if he was enjoying a wonderful performance.

Elsewhere in the ruins, an exploration team entered a room.

As soon as they entered, they were attracted by the strange portraits densely packed on the walls.

The style of these portraits is distorted and grotesque. The facial features of the characters seem to be kneaded by invisible forces. The lines are rough yet filled with an indescribable sense of evil.

As soon as the team members approached, they felt that the eyes in the portraits seemed to be moving slightly, as if some kind of consciousness was staring at them through the pictures.

A young scholar couldn't help but get close to a portrait to take a closer look. At this moment, his companion beside him suddenly screamed in fear: "Ah! He's gone!"

Everyone turned around in astonishment and found that the young scholar who had just been standing there had disappeared out of thin air, as if he had never existed.

Then, someone else pointed to a portrait, trembling, his voice filled with fear: "Look... the person in the portrait is out!"

Everyone looked in the direction he pointed, only to see that the portrait that originally depicted a distorted human figure had become blank. In the corner of the room, a blurry figure was slowly emerging. The figure was very similar to the person in the portrait that had just disappeared, except that it seemed more illusory, as if it would disappear into the air at any time.

In a narrow passage of the ruins, another team encountered an even more bizarre existence.

A broken doll with many arms and legs but no face suddenly appeared behind them.

The puppet's limbs twisted and stretched, and the joints made creepy "crunching" sounds.

Its body was covered with bloodstains and old stains, as if it had experienced countless tragic events.

The members of the team didn't notice it at first until one of them accidentally turned around and caught a glimpse of the doll.

His eyes widened instantly, and his throat seemed to be choked by something, and he let out a suppressed scream.

Everyone turned around, and the moment they saw the doll, they felt a chill rushing from the soles of their feet to their foreheads.

The doll just stood there quietly, its empty face facing them, as if watching silently.

Suddenly, the puppet moved, and it rushed towards the team in an extremely unnatural posture. The team members fled in fear. Just when everyone thought the puppet was about to pounce, it suddenly disappeared without a trace, leaving only an empty passage and the sound of the team members' violently beating hearts.

However, the puppet did not let them go.

As the team members continued to move forward in fear, the puppet suddenly appeared in the dark corner, making a sharp "cluck" sound, as if mocking their fear.

This sudden change caused everyone to panic again. Some people released magic in a panic. The moment the light illuminated the passage, the puppet disappeared again, leaving only endless darkness and terrifying silence.

In a secret room in the ruins, another team encountered a group of red paper lanterns floating in the air.

"So beautiful!" A woman in the team couldn't help but speak as she looked at the large number of floating paper lanterns.

At this time, a team member jumped up, took down a paper lantern from above and said to the woman, "If you like it, I'll give it to you."

The female team member was very happy, but after taking the paper lantern, she suddenly screamed. She saw a head burning inside the paper lantern in her hand.

These heads have pale faces, wide-open eyes with lifeless expressions, and bloodless lips that are slightly open, as if telling of endless grievances.

It seemed that these human headlights knew they were discovered, so they floated down one after another. They slowly rotated around the team, making eerie low hums. The sound seemed to come from the Nine Nether Hell, making people feel as if the blood in their bodies was frozen.

The team members tried to use spells to disperse the heads, but every time the magic hit the head, it just shook slightly and then continued to rotate around them as if nothing had happened, as if the attacks had no effect on them.

As time went on, the sanity of the team members continued to drop, and their spirits were gradually on the verge of collapse.

The terrifying atmosphere was like an invisible net that tightly enveloped them, leaving them with nowhere to escape. Every second seemed like they were in an endless nightmare.

In the secret room that monitors the entire ruins, Gust and Kelvin were laughing like crazy. They were frantically controlling the "monsters" in the ruins to scare the adventurers. They didn't realize it before, but now they find that this job is so fun.

Dunlop, who was standing by, saw the images transmitted from the display screen and became itchy. He suddenly felt that this job seemed very interesting.