Chapter 435. The Most Terrifying Scene Yet

"Brother, what do we do now?"

Li Xu and Ma Wei had never seen anything like this. The fact that they hadn't passed out on the spot was already proof of above-average nerve.

Two minutes remained before midnight. Blood threads were mixed into the red liquid filling the corridor, making them impossible to distinguish.

And that wasn't even the worst of it. The blood threads had been anchoring the corpses embedded in the walls. Now that they were detaching, the entire core area of the underground morgue was shaking, as though a full-blown earthquake had struck.

"Everyone, get inside. We'll figure things out once we're behind the door." Chen Ge pulled Li Xu and Ma Wei through the iron door. He stayed behind, gripping the door handle and standing alone in the doorway.

Midnight was closing in. The corridor beyond had undergone some kind of transformation compared to before—the corpses piled up inside the walls seemed to have lost whatever had been holding them in place.

Arms hung down from the ceiling, swaying in midair along with the trembling of the scene. The sight was enough to make one's scalp go numb.

"Move this set to a haunted house and nobody would last five seconds."

As Chen Ge shifted his gaze, eyes opened one after another in the gaps between limbs and severed torsos.

"Dead people opening their eyes?"

The eyeballs peering out from the corpse pile were nothing like those of a living person. They had no pupils—or rather, the pupils had fused with the whites, leaving only a single layer of yellowish-brown. Deeply unsettling.

Chen Ge had a stronger constitution than most. Even now, he managed to keep his composure and stare back into those eyes in the wall of bodies.

But what happened next was enough to shake even his resolve.

In the very direction he was looking, more and more eyes were opening. These victims of the Horror Association had themselves become part of the horror.

The faces lining the walls had awakened from their slumber. Their features were twisted and skewed, their bodies grotesquely deformed, necks straining to turn and lock their gazes on Chen Ge.

The scene was hard to put into words. Countless misshapen arms and grotesquely elongated necks protruded from every stretch of the corridor, the misshapen heads stretching their jaws wide and pressing toward where Chen Ge stood.

It was terrifying. Chen Ge's back was already drenched in sweat. The only reason he could hold on to a shred of calm was that one or two months of nonstop Black Phone missions had toughened his courage considerably.

Had he seen this scene a few months ago, it probably would have broken him.

"So this is what a complete three-star horror scenario looks like?"

His body involuntarily stepped back half a pace. Chen Ge gripped the Skull Crusher tightly, and only then did he feel the faintest sense of security.

With just one minute left before midnight, the entire corridor seemed to come alive. Every corpse had awakened. The walls collapsed, bodies crawling out from within. More corpses dropped ceaselessly from the ceiling above.

They were frozen in the posture of their final moments—bodies pierced through by red threads, most of their limbs still connected, not yet fully separated.

Now Chen Ge understood just how horrifying the Horror Association's headquarters truly was. And he had gained a wholly new understanding of Doctor Gao, the man who had created all of this.

To have risen to the position of the Horror Association's president, to have devised treatment plans for so many psychopaths and murderers—the truth was that Doctor Gao himself was the most terrifying person of all. By day he was Jiujiang's finest psychologist, thinking only of his patients, without a single visible flaw to his name.