Although it did not matter who received the puzzle piece, since all of them were inside Wang Liang, it could, through a kind of resonant stacking, increase the supernatural volume and danger level of every fierce ghost he controlled.
But in terms of the specific use of the supernatural and the completeness of the fierce ghosts themselves, there would still be certain differences depending on who the puzzle piece belonged to.
The Ghost Fingernails had displayed a derivative ability. Paired with the derived Sadako, their supernatural performance would be stronger.
As for the Slit-Mouthed Woman’s hands, they possessed a powerful suppressive supernatural force. If combined with the Ghost Fingernails on both hands, their suppression and killing power would also become more effective.
After thinking it over, Wang Liang ultimately chose to give it to Sadako. After all, when Li Yu was still alive, he had already said as much. This was something Sadako liked.
It just so happened that Sadako’s current puzzle was more incomplete than the Slit-Mouthed Woman’s. He could try prioritizing her completeness and see if he could piece together Sadako’s ghost domain first.
The moment Wang Liang chose to fuse it with Sadako, the suppressed Ghost Fingernails in the Slit-Mouthed Woman’s hands vanished, turning into an invisible chill that transferred into his body and merged into Sadako’s supernatural power.
Wang Liang could sense that the cold aura emitted by Sadako’s true body inside him had grown even heavier. The Ghost Fingernails had already become part of Sadako’s puzzle.
But after sensing it for a moment, he found that even after fusing with the Ghost Fingernails, Sadako still did not possess a ghost domain. It seemed as though something was still missing, but he felt it was close.
Wang Liang was not anxious. The harder it was to assemble, the stronger the ghost domain would be when it finally appeared. Perhaps it could even make up for his weakness in the range of his ghost domain.
Withdrawing his thoughts, he looked at the two phantom figures of ghost controllers before him. Wu Chao was still there, raging impotently.
“Get out here, Wang Liang! Are you scared? You piece of trash who only knows how to hide in a ghost domain. If you’ve got the guts, then—”
Wu Chao shouted at the empty air, hurling all sorts of ugly insults, trying to provoke Wang Liang into coming out.
Ghost domains were unsolvable for most people, but he had a method specifically meant to deal with them.
The killing method of the Flying Ghost Head he controlled was biting and tearing. Moreover, what it bit was not only people or ghosts in reality; it could also tear into ghost domains and harm people or ghosts inside them!
But if he wanted to use this against Wang Liang, he at least had to determine Wang Liang’s exact position.
Otherwise, if he simply let the ghost head bite at the air, after a few attempts, it might fail to bite the ghost domain, and even though he controlled two ghosts, he would still trigger the fierce ghosts’ revival ahead of time.
That was why he wanted to anger Wang Liang with words and force him to appear.
He did not need Wang Liang to completely walk out of the ghost domain. Even if Wang Liang was still standing inside it, as long as Wu Chao could see him and determine the position of the ghost domain, he could rely on the Flying Ghost Head to attack him and make him pay the price!
But Wang Liang did not appear. And even if he did appear, he would only let them see an illusion. It was impossible for them to see his true location. Wu Chao’s plan had failed from the very beginning.
Drip.
A drop of foul-smelling, blackened blood fell from the ceiling onto the floor, producing a sizzling sound of corrosion.
Soon, more and more drops of blood began falling from the ceiling. Every drop emitted a cold aura, as if a small black rain had begun to fall inside the room.
And that was not all. The curtains on this floor swayed, revealing the glass behind them.
On every reflective pane of glass, there was a female ghost with black hair covering her face, swaying as she approached from within. She was about to step out and invade reality.
One eerie blackened fingernail after another extended, interweaving from the shadowed corners of this floor. A cold aura spread, like a dense thicket of black thorns that was about to cover the entire level.
At some unknown point, a tall female ghost had abruptly appeared not far in front of Wu Chao and Feng Bo. Her hideous bloody mouth, torn all the way to the roots of her ears, was enough to make one’s heart tremble with a single glance.
Behind the slit-mouthed female ghost, the background was likewise formed from black fingernails spreading over from the corners—dense and dangerous.
“Impossible. This is absolutely impossible! How could you possibly control so many fierce ghosts!”
Wang Liang’s figure did not appear. Instead, one terrifying supernatural phenomenon after another emerged on this floor.
Wu Chao’s expression twisted. His mind shook, and he found it difficult to believe.
Such a terrifying supernatural assault nearly made him give up on the spot, making him fully realize the gap between himself and Wang Liang.
Just from what he could see, there were already four kinds of fierce ghosts. One of them was even Li Yu’s Ghost Fingernails!
How long had it been since the other party snatched away Li Yu’s fierce ghost? And it had already been controlled?!
A drop of ghost blood landed on his shoulder, corroding through his clothes and dripping onto his flesh.
But that piece of flesh was not corroded through. Instead, it turned blue-black from the inside out, giving off a cold aura.
That was the Ghost Rotten Flesh controlled by Wu Chao resisting the supernatural power of the ghost blood. But this would also stimulate more rotten flesh to appear on his body, bringing him closer and closer to the fierce ghosts’ revival.
The ghost head buried at the back of his neck had already opened its mouth and begun biting at the rotten flesh. But this balance was precarious. If it continued to be stimulated by the ghost blood dripping from the ceiling, then even though he controlled two ghosts, the balance would definitely be broken, and the fierce ghosts would revive.
Wu Chao hurriedly raised the golden corpse bag above his head, using it to barely avoid some of the ghost blood dripping down from above.
Although he could not avoid it completely, it was still better than being directly drenched in ghost blood.
On the other side, Feng Bo abandoned all dignity and rolled away, hiding beneath the conference table.
Although the tabletop was also being corroded and rotted away by the dripping ghost blood, it at least bought him a little time.
But the supernatural attacks targeting them were not limited to the ghost blood.
From the glass near Feng Bo, five derived Sadakos crossed the distance between the world in the mirror and reality, invading this floor.
Twisting their pale bodies and limbs in abnormal, eerie postures, they rapidly crawled toward Feng Bo beneath the conference table.
The dense black fingernails growing out from the shadowed corners of the room followed the figures of the derived Sadakos, drowning Feng Bo beneath the conference table along with them.
A foul, cold yellow gas spread out from beneath the conference table, but the bloody stench in the air diluted it considerably.
The derived Sadakos and the strands of derived black fingernails were struck by the foul odor. They merely paused slightly, and some of the fingernails snapped, but soon continued surging beneath the conference table.
Immediately afterward, the sound of flesh being torn apart and screams rang out from under the conference table.
“Ahhh!”
Feng Bo screamed miserably. Faced with such a supernatural attack, he had no ability to resist.
The screams soon stopped. Beneath the conference table, only an incomplete, rotting corpse remained.
The once proper gold-rimmed glasses now lay snapped and rusted off to the side.
Wu Chao heard Feng Bo’s screams, but he had no attention to spare for that side.
At this moment, he could barely protect himself. The golden corpse bag held above his head was only temporarily helping him avoid some of the attacks from that black ghost blood.
But now, the densely packed black fingernails spreading over from all around, as well as the tall slit-mouthed female ghost in front of him, had already set their sights on him.
Yet he could not even see Wang Liang’s figure right now. Was he supposed to fight these ghostly things to the death?!
The Slit-Mouthed Woman’s hideous mouth wriggled strangely a few times, and a terrifying supernatural attack was released forward.
Wu Chao only felt the corners of his mouth begin to rise uncontrollably. The speed was very fast; the corners of his mouth had already lifted until they tore apart.