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At that moment, the bound man had not yet awakened; his head hung low, obscuring any expression on his face. The man with the knife showed no intention of waking him up and instead began to cut.
Suddenly, the man tied to the rack felt a sharp pain and shouted as he lifted his head. He saw his own belly, already sliced open, and a wave of terror erupted from his mouth.
The knife-wielding man paid no heed; after cutting open the belly, he tossed a black cube the size of a thumb into the man's abdomen.
Seeing that escape was impossible, the bound man quickly shifted from screaming to cursing. He hurled vile insults at the two men in front of him, calling them "Executioners." The two men remained silent, standing motionless before him, seemingly waiting for a miracle to occur.
At that moment, the bound man fell silent. He stared blankly ahead. "Did... it succeed?" asked the deep-voiced man incredulously.
"I don't know; let's wait a bit longer..."
Before he could finish, the bound man suddenly began to change. Yellow liquid started to ooze from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes bulged outward.
"It seems it failed after all..." said the deep-voiced man dejectedly. With that, he turned to leave. The man with poor Mandarin remarked, "There's still hope; let's wait a little longer. It might work out..."
Before he finished speaking, the sound of a door opening and closing echoed through the room, indicating that one of them had seemingly given up completely.
"Ah... forget it; there's still no hope..." With that, the awkward Mandarin speaker walked over to the camera. He aimed it at the face of the man on the iron rack and muttered to himself, "Since it failed anyway, this is useless; I'll just leave it here..."
Suddenly, the bound man's mouth opened wide, and a torrent of blood gushed forth. The video progress bar reached its end as it appeared that he had turned off the camera.
"Is that it? Nothing more?" The Death Apostle expressed surprise. I said nothing but swapped in another Memory Card. This time, there was still only one video on it, and without hesitation, I clicked to play.
The screen revealed two bound men dressed in uniforms from an Amusement Park. At that moment, one of them had already awakened. He hung his head low and shouted in broken Mandarin, "If you're coming, hurry up! Stop dragging your feet; we’re already doomed to this fate."
His voice was somewhat loud, waking up another person nearby. The other man spoke in a low tone, "Stop making noise, we're all going to die. Be quiet." From his voice, it was clear that he was in extreme despair.
Hearing this, I thought, "Aren't these the same two people from before? They know they are going to die because they have failed, so why don't they try to escape? Why do they choose to wait here for death?"
As I pondered this, I saw two more individuals in work uniforms walk in. They said nothing, holding surgical knives as they approached the bound man. With swift movements, they unwrapped his clothing and without hesitation made an incision in his abdomen with the surgical knife, tossing a cube-shaped object inside.
Because their actions were so clean and efficient, the two bound men only began to scream in agony at that moment. Their shrieks echoed painfully throughout the room.
After a moment, the more rigid man began to spit blood, and soon enough, just as seen in the previous video, he expelled his own intestines completely.
However, the other man did not react in the same way. Instead, strange phenomena began to occur around him; hair fell continuously from his scalp, and his skin started to rot. Before long, his exposed arm was decaying down to the bone.
"Why is his reaction different..." Death Apostle murmured behind me.
I did not respond but continued to focus intently on the computer screen.
The two individuals wielding knives neither celebrated their success nor discussed anything; instead, they instinctively retreated to a corner of the room.
At that moment, the deep-voiced man suddenly let out a roar that was completely unlike his usual tone and began to thrash violently. The two knife-wielders panicked and tried to flee, but it was already too late. With a series of metallic snapping sounds, the man who had transformed into a monster broke free from the metal restraints binding his hands and feet and jumped down from the platform.
Seeing the two fleeing individuals, he lunged forward and grabbed one by the head with one hand, lifting both of them off the ground. Then he suddenly exerted force; before they could even struggle, he crushed their skulls with his bare hands.
In an instant, brain matter and blood splattered everywhere. The monster lost interest once he realized both were dead and casually tossed their bodies aside. One of the corpses struck the camera, knocking it off the table and onto the floor just as the video reached its end.
"It seems this person has succeeded. Shen Xu, quickly check what’s on the last Memory Card..." Death Apostle urged me anxiously, seemingly eager to know what would happen next.
I promised myself and inserted the last Memory Card. When I opened it, I was surprised to find that it contained three Video Files. I thought, "Could the contents of this card be the real key?!"
As I pondered, I casually clicked on one of the videos. After watching for a while, I realized that the content featured the six individuals I had mentioned earlier.
The six people in the video were a mix of men and women, old and young, even including a crying infant. Yet, without exception, they all perished due to the repulsive force of the Void Spirit.
I struggled to contain my anger, but by the end, I discovered that this card held no useful clues. Aside from the second card which seemed to hint at something, these videos were nothing more than a slaughter show.
I closed the video and slammed the Memory Card down on the table. "Death Apostle, you've been around; there have been some changes with the Yang Master in recent years, right?!"
The Death Apostle remained silent, merely nodding in agreement. At that moment, I could no longer suppress my fury. "What kind of changes are we talking about? These are nothing but a bunch of beasts—no, they're worse than beasts. The so-called leadership of the Yang Master deserves to die!"
Seeing my agitation, the Death Apostle hurriedly tried to calm me down. "It's precisely because I learned about their deeds that I wanted to leave them. Now that we know their intentions, we just need to find a way to stop them. If they succeed, this world will truly be doomed..."
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