Buzz—
Almost at the same time, those nailed human faces grew again, turning into countless sticky mucus that fell to the ground and transformed into dozens of tall ghostly figures one after another.
And this time, there weren't just one or two.
There were dozens upon dozens of them, densely packed!
Ryan stopped attacking and immediately switched to defense. And finally, after several rounds.
Click—
The pointer started moving again.
The darkness shrouding the classroom receded with a rumble, and the densely packed ghostly figures also dissipated in an instant as the darkness ebbed away.
But what lit up this time wasn't the lights.
It was a fire scene!
The whole classroom started burning fiercely. The walls were peeling off, the desks and chairs were on fire, and the corpses became fuel for the flames.
Ryan knew.
The time in this classroom was rapidly advancing towards the final outcome with each arrival of darkness.
And once thirty minutes were up, the whole classroom would be burned to the ground.
Ryan gritted his teeth and quickly put away the Night Demon Knife.
Since force couldn't solve the problem.
He had to quickly find a way to deal with that "ghost" in this final time.
There must still be some clues that he hadn't found yet!
Amid the raging flames.
Ryan returned to his seat, frowning tightly among the surging tongues of fire, trying to keep himself calm.
Based on the clues he had obtained so far.
The reason why the role he was playing could get in touch with the "ghost" was very likely because of his mother.
His mother was a "medium".
A medium was a profession that could communicate with the souls of the deceased.
And in that girl's diary, his mother was killed by his father for some reasons, which was the beginning of the tragedy.
Then he should have something left behind by his mother in his hands.
At this moment.
Ryan's gaze immediately fell on the notebook on the desk.
Could it be that...
The blood-written words on this notebook told him the rules of this assessment, and he had also initially regarded it as an introduction to this room.
But there was one obvious thing that was wrong.
That was, the development of the event didn't proceed as the blood-written words in the notebook said.
After killing three students, that ghost had already started to go out of control.
And Ryan knew very well.
Everything in this classroom had symbolic meaning.
What about the notebook and the blood-written rules?
In an instant.
Ryan grasped the key point.
[Guidance]!
That's right!
For a student who had been bullied for a long time, for a boy who had witnessed the only girl who was nice to him being bullied by those scumbags, if he found the relic left behind by his mother that could allow him to take revenge, what would he do?
He would definitely use it at all costs!
Even at the cost of his own life!
The guidance of the notebook, in the period he was in, probably symbolized a turning point for him to come into contact with supernatural forces!
Ryan frowned and quickly flipped through the notebook.
But there was nothing.
And it was at the next moment that he found there were traces of paper being torn on a blank page in the notebook.
He took out the piece of paper with the blood-red eyes drawn on it.
Slowly flattened it and matched it up.
Ryan's pupils suddenly contracted.
It fit perfectly.
In other words, the piece of paper with the eyes drawn on it was torn off from this notebook by him.
He had found the right direction!
Whoosh—
Almost at the moment when it was put together, line after line of blood-colored words gradually emerged on the whole notebook.
Success!
Ryan also immediately saw the several large blood-colored words that appeared on the title page.
[The Medium's Notebook]
Ryan narrowed his eyes and quickly browsed through the content in this notebook.
It seemed to be written by his mother herself, and it was also a major turning point for him to sign a contract with that "ghost".
[As I communicated with more and more deceased people, my medium ability grew rapidly. But the more it grew, the more frightened I felt, because I found that I seemed to be slowly approaching a realm that shouldn't be known by mortals.]
[A dark world...]
[This feeling became clearer when I communicated with the deceased of a murderer last time. Because a medium isn't always successful in communicating with the spirits, especially when communicating with the souls of those extremely evil deceased. There will inevitably be some elusive obstacles during the process.]
[In our jargon, we call it the "Dead Realm".]
[The rules of mediums throughout history have seriously warned that as long as you feel that obstacle, you should stop communicating with the spirits immediately. But that time, I still couldn't resist my curiosity, because my communication ability at that time had already made me clearly know that I seemed to be able to break through that "Dead Realm". I was very curious about what was on the other side, so I still did it.]
[I successfully communicated with that murderer, but it also made me see some scenes on the other side of the "Dead Realm".]
[Countless evil spirits, countless monsters, countless distorted existences. It was like a nightmare.]
[And since that communication, I felt that I seemed to be being watched by something.]
[By a pair of eyes.]
[A pair of eyes from the other side of the "Dead Realm", staring fixedly at my soul!]
[I started to become absent-minded and irritable, constantly having nightmares. I often accidentally fell asleep while recording, and when I woke up, I found that I had written some words and symbols that I didn't recognize at all in the notebook.]
[Slowly, I started to write uncontrollably.]
[And I had a strong feeling that those words and symbols that I didn't recognize at all pointed to an evil existence. It seemed to be a kind of summoning and contract... It seemed that something wanted to descend through my hand...]
[I wanted to destroy those words, but every time I had this thought, I would feel an intense drowsiness.]
[I knew that I couldn't just sit and wait for death!]
[I would make one last attempt!]
[If that was the case, even if it descended, I could use the "mental anchor" to trap it in that endless loop. It definitely couldn't escape! Definitely!]
And on the next page of these words was the pattern of the pupil drawn with blood.
The back was densely filled with a large number of words and symbols.
And Ryan could see at a glance that those words and symbols that she couldn't destroy were actually the words of this world!
Ryan frowned.
Could it be that...
The "Dead Realm" that his mother came into contact with referred to this dark world he was in now?!
At this moment.
Ryan strongly realized.
This script definitely wasn't just fabricated by this room. It was very likely that it was something that had actually happened in reality and was reflected here! It was used as a test for him!
Then what was the method left behind by his mother?
The mental anchor?
The endless loop...
He quickly looked at the words and symbols with a strong summoning meaning on the next page.
[In the name of the ruler of blood and flesh, I will beg your subordinates to respond.]
[I will sign a cursed contract with you.]
[I will be accompanied by hatred. I voluntarily offer my body and soul to be driven by Lord Enmity Demon.]
[I will spread disasters and curses. I will be accompanied by bad luck. I will devote myself to you.]
...
It was a text of sacrifice with a strong evil meaning.
And obviously, the role he was playing found this notebook left behind by his mother and ignored his mother's warning and successfully signed a contract with this Enmity Demon.
Then what was the method left behind by his mother?!
If this was something that had happened long ago, was that method successful?
The endless loop...
The mental anchor...
At that moment, Ryan suddenly raised his head, and his gaze instantly fell on the clock on the wall!