This time, even the wall collapsed with a loud bang.
It could be seen how powerful Maron's kick was.
The Chainsaw Ghost lay on the ground and squeaked in pain.
The girl who was squatting in the corner sobbing raised her head to take a look.
She looked at Maron in horror.
"You... Are you a human or a ghost?" She asked in a trembling voice.
Because she saw the Chainsaw Ghost lying on the side convulsing. Even the wall where the Chainsaw Ghost lay had disappeared.
It was clear how strong the 'human' in front of her was. She did not know if he was a human or a ghost.
How could a person have such strength?
Then there was no doubt that the person in front of her was a ghost!
Thinking of this, the girl became even more flustered.
"Please, let me go. I can do anything as long as you don't kill me!" The girl had already lost her mind and started to beg for mercy.
Seeing this, Maron said, "I'm a human, not a ghost. Don't worry."
In fact, this girl was very beautiful. She had orange hair, long eyelashes, a perky nose, and a curvaceous figure. All of them were particularly eye-catching.
However, Maron was not interested in appreciating these things.
"Let's go quickly. It's not safe here."
Maron reminded her and then walked in the direction of the Chainsaw Ghost.
The girl stood up and looked at the handsome man in front of her in surprise. Then, she walked out of the room in a panic.
Maron walked to the Chainsaw Ghost and stepped on its body with his foot.
The sound of bones breaking could be heard continuously.
The dirty blood splashed on his face.
Maron stepped on it with a straight face.
The whole building was shaken by him.
[Your stomach strongly protests. It longs for this meal.]
The notification in his eyes lit up.
Maron felt a chill. What was going on with this stomach?
Why did it always want to eat such disgusting things!
He really couldn't bring himself to eat it.
Thus, Maron fiercely vented his anger on the Chainsaw Ghost.
In a short while, the Chainsaw Ghost had completely turned into a pile of bone fragments.
Seeing that the Chainsaw Ghost had completely lost its ability to move, Maron finally stopped.
[Your feet are overworking. You need to rest.]
Instantly, Martin's legs went soft again.
"F*ck."
He had already begun to lose his balance.
He barely walked to the wall and used his hand to support the wall. Then, he squatted on the ground and leaned against the wall.
"It won't recover for a while."
Martin knew that as long as his organs overused these abilities, he would enter rest mode.
Once he entered rest mode, it would be terrible.
Now, he had no choice. He could no longer move his feet and could only wait for his legs to recover.
At this moment, the girl came back.
She quietly walked to Maron's side.
When she saw that the Chainsaw Ghost had completely shattered, she immediately vomited.
After a long while, he finally recovered, but he still had the urge to vomit.
"Thank you." the girl said softly.
Maron waved his hand and said, "Hurry up and leave."
The girl stuttered and didn't say anything, nor did she leave.
"This world is no longer the same as before. I don't know where to go." the girl said.
Maron asked curiously, "Don't you have any family?"
The girl said, "That was my father just now..."
Maron was stunned when he heard this.
He had trampled her father into pieces.
Seeing that Maron didn't say anything, the girl continued.
"My father was killed by a ghost. I didn't expect him to become a ghost."
Maron said, "You're right. The current world is no longer the original world. The current world has become a game world, and everyone has to carry out the missions in it."
"That is to kill a malicious ghost, obtain a reward, and gain set amount of lifespan. Otherwise, once your lifespan is up, you will die."
When the girl heard what Maron said, she was immediately shocked.
She didn't know any of this.
Ever since her phone displayed the activation of the Global Thriller, her father had confiscated her phone.
After that, her father had turned into a terrifying Chainsaw Ghost.
The girl looked at the man who had stomped her father into meat paste.
"Is that so? Then won't we all die? How can humans fight against these demons?"
Maron didn't answer her.
He wasn't too worried about this question. The only thing he was worried about was where his family members were now and whether they were dead or not.
"Then what should we do now?" The girl asked anxiously.
She also realized the seriousness of the problem. It was the same as what she saw.
The entire world was now filled with ghosts.
It was impossible to rely on the power of mortals to fight against them.
At this moment, Maron's phone suddenly lit up.
He took it out and took a look.
It was a mission notification.
[Congratulations on completing the Deadly Spectre Mission: Chainsaw Ghost.]
[Mission reward: Five months of lifespan.]
[You have obtained a Cursed Tool: Soul-Stirring Chainsaw.]
[Description: Soul-Stirring Chainsaw is a tool to help you complete missions. Please take care of it well and don't lose it.]
"Another five months of lifespan." Maron said as he looked at his phone.
The girl looked over curiously.
Maron saw this and explained to her.
"Now everyone only has five years of lifespan. If you don't complete the mission, you can only wait for death. Completing the mission will give you different degrees of lifespan rewards, which will extend your chances of survival."
"Five years." The girl did not doubt Maron's words at all.
She went to his father's room and retrieved her phone.
As expected, whether it was the rules of the game or the notification of the start of the game, it had already been prompted on the phone.
A few minutes later, the girl understood what was going on.
When she went out to look for the man, only then did she know that the man had disappeared.
She was a little anxious, so she chased after him.
Outside the door, she saw the man walk into the house next door, so he was the neighbor...
The girl immediately chased after him.
Just as the man was about to close the door, she came to the door.
"Is there anything else?" Maron opened the door halfway and asked.
"My name is Mary, what's your name?" The girl asked politely.
"Maron."
"Can I stay here for the night?"
Maron was really too tired now.
His legs had just recovered.
Maron did not close the door. He did not even turn his head and instead left her a short message.
"Lock the door properly. I don't know what the hell will come out again."
Mary smiled and entered the door. She said to the tall figure, "Thank you!"
Then she closed the door and fastened all the locks that could be used.