Chapter 1952: The Mystery of the Ghost Skull 13

Ahhhhh!!!!

Ding! System protection lost, mission begins!

Ding! Clue unlocked, please proceed to the next area as soon as possible!

The shrill screams and the system alert sounded almost simultaneously.

In the astonished gazes of the crowd, they suddenly noticed that the creator Zhan Xing, who had been gathered before the painting, now seemed as if his entire face were glued to the canvas, and his whole body was uncontrollably pulled into the painting.

His face seemed to melt into glue, and amid the piercing screams it was rapidly pulled and deformed.

Save me!! Save me!!! Save me ah!!

No longer caring about dignity, the Red Robe desperately turned his head and shouted desperately at Zhang Tie! He used all his strength to press his hands on the picture frame and push himself outward, his legs kicking wildly like a drowning dog.

However, this suction was so strong that within just a second, his eyeballs and even his entire brain seemed to melt, being forcibly dragged into the painting.

The facial skin peeled off, revealing bright red muscle tissue; in this shocking change, Gao Tian could even see the muscle tissue on the Red Robe's face splitting apart bit by bit!

Run!! Run fast!! Can't save!! Can't save!!

Without waiting for Zhang Tie to instinctively reach out to grab the Red Robe, although he disliked this bunch, he wouldn't abandon his teammates to die.

However, the next second, the two ogres standing beside him immediately screamed in terror, and one of them leapt onto Zhang Tie's back at top speed, shouting incoherently.

The painting has come alive! Human heads! They're all human heads!!

Zhang Tie jumped in shock; only then did he notice that all the oil paintings in the exhibition hall began to mutate.

Those dots on the painting weren't dots at all, but the backs of numerous human heads!!

Fuck!!

Feeling the suction emanating from the entire wall of oil paintings, Zhang Tie's face changed drastically, instantly realizing that if they didn't flee now, they would all die!

Seeing this, he let out a roar, without hesitation grabbed another ogre, and with his left hand seized the stunned Gao Tian, then bolted.

Like shouldering a sack and carrying vegetables, with one heave after another, he instantly sprinted madly toward the exit!

At the same time, the remaining Golden Robe creator realized he could not possibly save his companions, and with a panicked shout he too had to follow behind Zhang Tie, struggling to rush out.

Wait for me!! Wait me!!

Ahhhhh!!!! Don't... don't go! Save...!

Soon, with half his body already pulled into the painting, the Red Robe fell silent, leaving only a final anguished cry.

Whether or not they had lost their target, as the whole team fled the exhibition center, the human heads on the painting turned back again, turning into dots.

The exhibition center once again returned to a deathly silence.

Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!

He burst out several hundred meters in one breath; on the street outside the exhibition center, Zhang Tie gasped heavily, waves of lingering fear prompting him to curse loudly.

Fortunately, his stamina was truly good and his strength ample.

Otherwise, that earlier move would have wiped out their entire team!

Too fast! The danger came too quickly!

Much like him, at this moment, whether it was the ogre on his shoulder or the Golden Robe who had escaped with them, everyone wore a look of having survived a disaster, their faces deathly pale.

Whether or not they also realized that Zhang Tie could indeed save their lives, the Golden Robe who had originally despised Xiong Hanzi, after stopping, couldn't help but lean a bit closer to Zhang Tie. He was running himself to exhaustion; if this happened again, they'd truly have to rely on this bear!

Brother, thank you so much! Without you leading us to run, we would really have died there!

Yeah, Sir Zhang Tie is truly incredibly brave, but... could you... put me down for a moment...

Carried on Zhang Tie's left and right shoulders, the ogre Zhan Xing, who was already large in stature, now felt as if his five viscera and six bowels were about to be overturned.

As Xiong Hanzi sprinted all the way, the two could only cling desperately to Zhang Tie. Their bodies bounced back and forth like a clapper, nearly knocking each other out. Still, though uncomfortable, they knew that if Zhang Tie hadn't reacted quickly and grabbed them to run, they would have died long ago given their strength.

Nothing to thank for; as long as you're on the team, even a dog I'd save.

Damn it, this place is so perverse—just say kill and they kill. Out of nowhere it strikes; who the hell could withstand that!

With a shrug of his shoulders, Zhang Tie simply set the two ogres down on the ground and couldn't help but complain.

Compared to the special event he had previously encountered with Lin An, this one came far too quickly. Thinking back to how he had just been pressing the dots—ah, no, the human heads—he felt a wave of lingering fear.

Ugh... ~!

After Zhang Tie set them down, the two ogres vomited aloud in the street; hearing Zhang Tie's question, one ogre vomited while blurting out his thoughts.

It's not that there were no... uh... omens... uh...

It was that Red Robe... uh... too absorbed. He... he forgot our safety time... just that little bit of time. The time he said... was really too long.

Yeah...

The surviving Golden Robe gave a bitter smile, his gaze complex as he looked toward the distant exhibition center.

He did not refute the ogre's accusation against his own kind, and after coming to his senses, he realized that they themselves must have made a mistake.

From discovering that line of text to when he finished speaking, we indeed wasted a lot of time; I even forgot, but logically when the protection period ends is when we must be most careful—he shouldn't have let his guard down.

With a sigh, the Golden Robe turned his head, as if thinking of something, and continued:

However, I think the danger occurring so quickly is likely because what he said is correct—just like triggering a mechanism, causing those paintings to start mutating.

Fill in... I should have thought of it! Fill in those two characters and their literal meaning!

Whether it was regret or self-reproach, after speaking the Golden Robe set aside his arrogance. For some reason, he suddenly felt that perhaps the higher the cognition on this mission, the faster the chance of death?

That's right; in fact that line of text was already hinting at danger. Brother Zhang discovered it from behind the painting, or rather inside it. Combining the fill-in information, if one is cautious, it's possible to realize that the painting will eat people (fill in).

However, does this mean that every day's clue behind it represents danger, and if so, the system's demand that we fill in the minimum cognition would essentially be urging us to seek death?

To seek is death, to not seek is also death; thinking of something leads to death, not thinking of it still leads to death...

This too... is too contradictory...

All along the way, recalling that scene, Gao Tian couldn't help but frown, feeling that there was some inexplicable eeriness somewhere.

Moreover, is it that whoever speaks it dies? After we heard it, we also count as knowing this bit of cognition, right?

If whoever speaks it faces the greatest danger, then wouldn't it mean that the higher one's cognition, the greater the danger? One slip, and the whole team would all think of it, all analyzing it... that...

As the words fell, the face of the Golden Robe changed drastically.