The child in
Phrases like "live on for me from now on" were the child's gentlest form of farewell.
The resentment born from death after death, along with the Blood-Robed Dean's most vicious curses, were all absorbed by that child.
As his figure gradually faded, those drops of black blood symbolizing Chen Ge's past slowly returned to their normal color, becoming a new source of power for Chen Ge's body.
The child in his mind was disappearing. He seemed to sense Chen Ge's struggle, and at this moment, his face wore a calm smile.
"Many people are waiting for you. Don't make them wait too long." In his final moments before disappearing, the child carefully took out a warm heart from his chest. "The owner of this heart was called
The child's phantom placed Xu Yin's heart within Chen Ge's mind, then slowly turned around — and Chen Ge's body turned with him.
He looked at the red-dressed ghosts around him, his gaze finally settling on his parents, wrapped in threads of blood.
His lips parted, but his voice grew fainter and fainter. No one knew what his final words were. The child in his mind dissipated along with the most vicious curses and the most painful memories of the past.
Everything was as though he had never existed. The only ones who still remembered him were Chen Ge himself and the already deranged Dean.
Chen Ge regained control of his body. He was now in perfect sync with this vessel.
Perhaps the child in his mind had known all along that Chen Ge would only be reborn once he himself disappeared.
He wiped the tear tracks from his cheeks. These tears had not been shed by Chen Ge.
"Whether it's good or evil, it's all me. Why draw such a clear line between them?" Chen Ge had been trying to keep the child in his mind from leaving, but the other had clearly made up his mind long ago. He had hidden inside that glass jar for so long, perhaps precisely for the sake of waiting for this day.
"The source of all this catastrophe is the Dean. This is the first time I've wanted to destroy someone this badly." Chen Ge didn't feel any drastic change in his body — only that his several innate abilities had undergone a terrifying upgrade. Besides the vast vitality surging within him, there was also a thick aura of death. The two had formed a delicate equilibrium, ensuring his survival.
The time flow in the world behind the door differed from that of reality. The trump card the Dean had spent who knew how many years creating was destroyed by the child in Chen Ge's mind.
For the first time since appearing, anger and unease showed on the Blood-Robed Dean's face.
He didn't yet know that the child representing Chen Ge's benevolent will had already dissipated. He could only keep chanting various vicious curses.
No change appeared on Chen Ge's face. Having experienced too much, he made the judgment most favorable to himself without even needing to think.
He didn't move forward, didn't strike, didn't even say a single word. He simply stood there in silence.
He had done nothing at all, yet he radiated an oppressive pressure that forced the Dean to divide his attention.
"Some of the injuries on the Dean were likely left by the benevolent will. I think I've more or less figured it out now."
"The Dean knew that the past version of me couldn't be killed, so he lured out my consciousness and tricked me into merging with the Blood City. But he didn't expect that, in order to avoid being influenced by the negative emotions in the black mist and to bear the despair of the entire Blood City, the past version of me stripped away all the malicious will from his consciousness, leaving only the benevolent will to resist the Blood City."
"The malicious will returned to the outside of the door and lived a normal life. The benevolent will merged with the Blood City inside the door."
"The Dean stole my body and tried every means to control the Blood City. The benevolent will also discovered that the Dean had ulterior motives, but for various reasons, he was probably no longer able to leave the Blood City."
"As for this sliver of benevolence hidden within the body, it might have been a backup plan left by the past version of me for himself, or it could be that a new benevolence had been born within that body."
Chen Ge connected the clues in his mind, speculating about what had happened in the past.
The Blood-Robed Dean had no idea what Chen Ge was doing. He possessed an innate fear of Chen Ge's benevolent will — he knew that child could never be killed.
In his eyes, Chen Ge's benevolent will posed a far greater threat than even a Fierce God.
Taking advantage of the Dean's divided attention,
"Black hair and chains are fundamentally more suited for control, binding, and sealing. Even though you're Fierce Gods, your core abilities still can't deal me a fatal blow." The Blood-Robed Dean hid within the monster formed by corpses. As long as he stood upon the sea of blood, dismembered limbs and corpses would replenish him endlessly.
Zhang Ya's black hair restrained the Blood-Robed Dean's movements, preventing him from harming Chen Ge's parents. Beyond the black hair, she continuously employed several other abilities to attack the Dean.
In contrast to Zhang Ya's brutality and ferocity, Dr. Gao was like the ocean before a storm. He simply kept driving chains through the Dean's body, revealing nothing else of his abilities.
"To kill the Dean, we have to cut him off from the Mountain of Corpses and Sea of Blood." Chen Ge grasped the key to the problem. He glanced at Dr. Gao and noticed that throughout the fight, Dr. Gao had been continuously driving chains into both the Dean's body and the ground.
His pupils contracted. Chen Ge realized what Dr. Gao was about to do.
The battle between the three Fierce Gods had reached its most intense point. The interior of the Cursed Hospital was now shrouded in black mist, with endless streams of pitch-black fog seeping up from the hospital's lower levels.
These black mists, steeped in pain and despair, all surged into the Mountain of Corpses and Sea of Blood, merging with the countless severed limbs. The aura radiating from the Blood-Robed Dean grew ever more terrifying. He barely clung to his last shred of reason, wanting to devour Chen Ge's parents, but Zhang Ya blocked him with everything she had.
"Sooner or later, I'll swallow you two as well!" The black mist contained vast deposits of despair and pain — that kind of pure malice that even the red-dressed ghosts refused to absorb, yet the Blood-Robed Dean devoured it ravenously.
Black flowers shaped like human heads bloomed upon his flesh, and curses carrying humanity's deepest malice formed into veins of pure black.
The Dean would no longer sit and wait for death. Ignoring the already grievously wounded Zhang Ya, he launched an all-out assault on Dr. Gao.
Chains were shattered one after another. Dr. Gao's injuries grew ever worse, yet he still didn't deploy any innate ability — he simply kept hammering chains into the ground and the Dean's body.
Every vengeful ghost that could ascend to Fierce God was a battle-hardened veteran. The Dean sensed something was wrong and attacked Dr. Gao with even greater frenzy.
The human-head flowers bloomed, blood rained down, and attacks laced with vicious curses hammered into Dr. Gao relentlessly.
From a distance, Chen Ge knew he had to help Dr. Gao. Dr. Gao might have other trump cards, but Chen Ge couldn't afford to gamble. "Zhang Ya! Hold that old hound! Buy us time!"
Zhang Ya, who had nearly lost all reason, heard Chen Ge's voice — and especially upon hearing him call her name — a flash of clarity passed through her eyes. The tide of blood beneath her feet surged into her body, and the black hair that could blot out the sky instantly engulfed the Blood-Robed Dean.
"You always seem to know what I'm thinking. Letting you into the Paranormal Association was truly the biggest gamble of my life." Dr. Gao glanced at Chen Ge and pulled chain after chain from his own flesh!
Those chains not only bound his body but also extended deep into his internal organs.
The sight of Dr. Gao extracting chains from his own body was enough to make anyone's scalp tingle.
Drenched in the blood of a Fierce God, the chains were pulled free from Dr. Gao's body. He dropped all pretense and drove the final blood-stained chains directly into the ground.