The fifth-floor corridor of the hotel, where Ruth, the former bishop of the Veda Sect, had dealt with the Evil Corpse, was now well-lit again.
But when she saw that photograph, the surroundings instantly plunged into darkness.
Within the dark, a line of sight filled with malice locked onto Ruth relentlessly.
She was not an ordinary person, having encountered some Evil Spirits in other cities before.
But never had any Evil Spirit given her such a terrifying sensation.
This malice was too intense, and she could faintly sense a cruel, bloody odor.
It was as if people often died at the hands of this Evil Spirit.
Ruth's first instinct was to run.
But surrounded by darkness, she had no idea where to flee.
A sense of direction... at this moment, was completely useless.
With light, there are shadows.
Enveloped in darkness, it can appear anywhere.
The next second.
Ruth heard a strange, rustling sound in the darkness.
The sound was very close, just to her left.
