Chapter 19 It's dinner time again, brothers!

Before the exit gate.

The red clown, with a sinister smile, lifted his right hand and gently tapped the huge pink bubble.

In an instant, the propelling force from the explosion vanished, and the rapidly flying bubble stopped mid-air.

Only a "pop" sound was heard, and the bubble burst into countless celebratory confetti, fluttering down.

——Condensed Qi Fist!

The moment the bubble barrier disappeared, Zhou Yuan threw a punch, and the Gang Qi Giant Fist, along with layers of Qi rings, collided forward.

The red clown pointed again, and the Gang Qi Giant Fist also exploded into celebratory confetti.

Zhou Yuan's heart sank.

"Hahahahaha, stay here!"

The clown laughed creepily, pinching his thumb and index finger together, seemingly about to snap his fingers.

In that instant, Zhou Yuan and the others felt their hairs stand on end, a strong premonition of death emerging in their hearts—he absolutely must not let it snap its fingers!

A gleam of light flashed in Jiang Wuming's eyes.

Boom!

Gravity descended!

In an instant, the clown's right arm was torn off by the heavy gravity, falling to the ground, and the ground caved in slightly, the bloody, mangled arm embedded deeply into the shattered bricks.

Crack!

A crisp sound echoed.

Despite the severed arm, the clown's snap still went off.

Silently, Jiang Wuming's head flew off his body, turning into a pale human head balloon, and the headless corpse fell forward with a thud.

Zhou Yuan's pupils constricted sharply, unbelieving.

A second-tier extraordinary person just died like that?

The next second, a sudden change occurred.

Jiang Wuming's corpse and the floating human head balloon both turned into illusions, gradually fading away and vanishing.

The red clown's severed arm quickly grew back, but a conspicuous golden mark appeared on its head, that mark was of two crossed swords, like some kind of... duel mark.

"You guys go on."

From afar, Jiang Wuming's calm voice came through, he had not died, his just now was only a shadow clone, the real body had always been hidden in a safe place.

He did it to draw away the red clown's wrath at the crucial moment, allowing Zhou Yuan and the other two to retreat successfully.

Anyone who killed his illusionary shadow clone would be marked with the duel mark, entering into a forced 1v1 deathmatch, that would only end when one side died, the duel mark then disappearing.

Just like now, the red clown seemed to completely ignore Zhou Yuan and the other two investigators nearby, its gaze fixed on Jiang Wuming and then, with its mouth full of sharp teeth, it pounced toward Jiang Wuming in an inhuman manner.

"Go!"

The two investigators didn't look back and dashed straight for the exit, forcefully shoving the door open with a bang.

Zhou Yuan followed closely, escaping the maze-like world.

"Hurry! We don't have much time."

The two investigators didn't stop their pace, and didn't relax just because they had escaped the maze world, because they had less than 60 seconds left!

Once the time was up, Chen Guangxi would retreat, and at that moment, they, as living people, would immediately become the primary targets of the malevolent ghosts!

Isn't Jiang Wuming dead for sure? Even if he escaped the maze world, he would still face the massacre by countless ghosts... Zhou Yuan couldn't help but feel immense respect, thinking it's no wonder he was a federal official investigator, ready to sacrifice at a moment's notice, such a fearless spirit was truly moving, he certainly couldn't do it.

...

The clock struck midnight, and Joy Castle awoke from its slumber, people who had once died reappeared in the world, and the whole amusement park was no longer deserted and silent as before, but truly bustling, with visitors' figures everywhere.

Loving couples, friends together, a family of three laughing and talking, beautiful girls arm in arm, children chasing and playing... everything seemed peaceful and beautiful.

However, as Zhou Yuan and the others rushed past, the beautiful filter instantly shattered, and all the visitors turned into ferocious ghosts, their eyes filled with dense red blood vessels, pouncing on them like wild beasts.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!" Zhou Yuan screamed frantically inside, his back cooling in chills, he had never seen such a scene before, it was fucking terrifying!

The three ran for their lives, unknowingly attracting countless ghosts which formed a dense wave of spirits behind them, if they tripped even once, they would be torn apart by relentless ghosts in the next second!

"We made it!"

After passing through an invisible Barrier, the two investigators finally relaxed and slowed their pace.

Seeing them confident, Zhou Yuan also let down his guard and, panting heavily, looked back.

At that moment, the ghosts chasing them seemed to suddenly lose their target, standing there shaking their heads, appearing somewhat funny and comical.

About ten seconds later, the ghosts reverted back to their appearance before death, looking puzzled, seemingly wondering what they were doing, then dispersed.

"We have set up a Barrier here that can lower our presence and block the ghosts' Perception," said an investigator as they walked toward a nearby building.

It was the amusement park's staff rest hall, which now served as the investigators' headquarters.

The park staff lingering in the rest hall had naturally been properly dealt with.

The hall's first floor was a canteen, Zhou Yuan had seen about a dozen investigators gathered there before, with two extraordinary healers treating the wounded.

There were quite a few injured, each covered in bloody wounds, with countless cuts all over their bodies as if they had been through a storm of blades, a sight to behold.