Chapter 37: Covering Face

Who could be coming back?

The moment this doubt arose in his heart, Ding Mo jerked his head around, his body subconsciously tensing up.

But what met his eyes was merely a slightly swaying, open door.

Outside the door was a somewhat dim corridor.

No one?

Ding Mo subconsciously let out a breath of relief and turned his head back,

only to find that the Human Face calling itself "Prince" was struggling to pout its lips toward the side.

?! Without needing a reminder, Ding Mo's peripheral vision had already caught something at this moment.

It was a flash of red and blue color...

There, just a few meters away from Dong Xiaoyu, who was trembling like a sieve, on a chair beside the bed,

sat a "person"!

It wore a red cape and a simple blue formal outfit, leaning back against the chair, holding a long sword in the arm that hung loosely beside the chair.

The light in the room spilled onto the red cape that was turned away from the two of them, casting a blood-red glow!

It was the "Substitute Actor"!

A drop of cold sweat trickled down Ding Mo's forehead.

The sight of Zhu Jie and Leng Rourou's deaths was still fresh in his mind; Ding Mo did not think he could resist it!

But soon, Ding Mo discovered that it was sitting with its back to them, very quiet, as if it were asleep.

No, no one could confirm if this was truly sleep; it had no breathing at all!

One could only say it looked like it was "resting."

Dong Xiaoyu, who was closest, covered her mouth tightly, her large eyes filled with terror!

Fortunately, she did not scream out loud; otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Two seconds later, seeing this, Ding Mo took the Human Face and pulled Dong Xiaoyu along, slowly retreating.

They retreated until they were beside the golden Prince statue.

In his hand, the Human Face kept winking at him; judging by its lip movements, it seemed to want to say:

Hurry! The statue is right here, hurry and put me on it, hurry!

Yet Ding Mo delayed making a move.

Because, regarding "Covering Face," he had suddenly thought of a third interpretation. That is:

Aside from simply referring to a part of speech, it could also refer to both a verb and a noun!

Besides, no one had decreed that it couldn't!

In other words, "Covering Face" meant both "covering the face" and "an actor's mask"!

"Covering Face... Covering Face..." Ding Mo muttered, releasing his right hand that was pulling Dong Xiaoyu, and placed it onto the mask on his own face!

"No—!" Seeing this, the Human Face's expression changed abruptly!

Ding Mo saw this and thought to himself, "As expected," knowing his judgment was correct—

This damn "Human Face" was indeed lying to him!

But just as he took off the mask, a terrifying sound wave swept out—it was the "Human Face" screaming!

Its scream seemed to contain some kind of special power, actually shattering the mask in Ding Mo's right hand completely!

Dozens of white fragments scattered across the floor.

Not only that, but the red and blue figure sitting on the chair in the room also seemed to have awakened because of this!

In the reflection of Leng Rourou's terrified pupils, the red and blue figure began to flicker and drop frames! The surrounding lights also began to flicker along with it!

"Ding Mo!" Dong Xiaoyu couldn't help but cry out.

And after the "Human Face" finished doing all this, it seemed to wither quite a bit, its features even becoming stiff, as if it were about to turn into a lifeless mask.

However, he sneered incessantly at this moment, saying with effort:

"Hahaha, I can't become the 'Prince,' and you won't either!

"You won't let me have an easy time, turning me into this state! May you all die a horrible death..."

However, Ding Mo no longer had the heart to listen to what it was saying.

He reached out and pulled a mask from his clothes!

It was Chu Chenfeng's mask.

Then, amidst the stunned expression of the "Human Face," he placed it onto the face of the golden Prince statue.

"You, you actually have someone else's..." Before it could finish speaking, Ding Mo 'slapped' the book shut, suppressing its mouth.

At this moment, the red and blue figure on the chair flickered with increasing frequency!

Throwing the book to the somewhat dazed Dong Xiaoyu, Ding Mo stared fixedly at the mask that now covered the statue.

Success or failure rested on this one move!

The mask had no reaction the moment it touched the statue, making Ding Mo even suspect he had made a mistake.

But soon, it was as if it had been heated to its melting point; it "melted," like a piece of steel dissolving in high heat, constantly deforming and reshaping!

In just a few seconds, the mask had completely changed its appearance—from the original heroic look of a Guard to the handsome face of the Prince!

But on the chair, the flickering red and blue figure had already stood up!

Noticing this, Ding Mo saw the mask's transformation stop and hurriedly took it off.

As the mask left the sculpture, the Prince's facial features disappeared! It seemed they had been imprinted onto the mask!

Ding Mo did not hesitate and, without a word, put it on his own face!

And so...

Snap!

The lights... went out!

At the same time, Ding Mo discovered that after putting on the Mask, his "Threshold" was constantly dropping!

Threshold -5%,

Threshold -5%,

Threshold -5%...

In the Dwarf's room.

Lu Zhenhao was slumped on the sofa, looking at his Threshold, his expression extremely ugly.

【Threshold: 55%】

At this moment, in the large room, there was no one else besides him and the Muscular man.

Everyone else was dead, killed by that twisted "Substitute Actor".

It was only until they ran back to the room that the eerie thing seemed unable to enter, which was how they were spared.

Otherwise, they would all be dead men already.

"Fuck it!" Lu Zhenhao cursed from time to time, while the Muscular man to the side had long since been scared out of his wits, a grown man huddled in the corner of the table, shivering.

Just now, the Horse-faced man and another companion had no power to resist when they died! They were both hacked into several pieces with a single sword strike, simpler than cutting through frozen pork, terrifying beyond compare!

Their attacks also ended in failure; every time that guy was attacked, it would "flicker" for a moment and then remain unscathed, its pace not even slowed.

Plus, it could also "flash-step," it was simply a nightmare!

Imagine, there is an eerie thing; every time you run a distance away, it catches up with a flicker, and when you turn back to resist, it avoids everything with the flickering and frame-dropping of its body, making it impossible to be effective.

Being caught up with meant death!

This was simply unsolvable!

"..."

And, just as the two were still feeling lingering fear from their narrow escape earlier, the lights in the room suddenly turned off!

A background track of a fairy tale nursery rhyme came from all directions! It was incredibly clear!

Among it, some other music was mixed in, which was truly strange.

"..." Listening to the movement by his ears, Lu Zhenhao no longer had the strength to curse,

his complexion was ugly to the extreme.

The Third Act performance, officially begins!

Snap!

The place where the lights turned on again was an underground corridor.

Ding Mo, wearing the newly acquired Mask, and Dong Xiaoyu, who was following closely behind him, also heard this music, but at this moment they could not shift their attention away.

Because behind them, flickering lights and a ghostly shadow were chasing them!

It carried a sword, flickering and frame-dropping, its figure appearing blurry and snowflake-like from time to time under the flickering lights,

then, in an instant, it arrived behind Dong Xiaoyu!