Eldritch Horror Theatre

"You. Deserve. To die!"

Boundless regret filled Hayami Suzune's heart.

Realizing this cannibal had been a transcendent all along was like pouring gasoline on a fire, instantly igniting her towering rage.

Never before had Suzune wanted to tear someone to pieces as much as she did right now.

"Is the taste really that bad?"

The next moment, Fu Qian's somewhat disappointed voice came from beneath the mask as he looked down at the soup in his bowl.

"What a pity. I was actually quite proud of it."

Before he even finished speaking, he twisted his upper torso, dodging a cold gleam aimed at his chest.

Clearly, Hayami Suzune had no intention of wasting any more breath on him.

Between her splayed fingers were sharp Razor Blades.

Without a doubt, she was an agility-type fighter, and this combat style even felt seemingly familiar.

But clearly, Hayami Suzune was far stronger than Eldest Young Master Ye's little slutty follower.

Faced with such fierce killing intent, Fu Qian's reaction was exceptionally decisive.

Before Suzune could even reach him, he simply turned and bolted.

Considering she was blocking the entrance, Fu Qian dashed toward one of the inner rooms with a few quick leaps.

"Where do you think you're going!"

His swift escape undoubtedly proved once again that the man was a genuine transcendent.

Hayami Suzune naturally wasn't going to let him go, chasing after him without hesitation.

With a loud bang, the door Fu Qian had casually closed behind him was sent flying with a kick.

Surprisingly, Hayami Suzune displayed a rare moment of professionalism, refraining from rushing straight in.

A transcendent who had been hiding all this time, fighting like a cornered beast on his own turf.

She couldn't be too careful.

However, after vigilantly observing for two seconds, Hayami Suzune suddenly frowned and strode inside.

The room was completely empty. There wasn't the slightest trace of the cannibal.

At the same time, a downward-sloping passage in the center of the room came into view.

The passage wasn't very wide, and it was impossible to tell where it led. At a glance, it was pitch black and seemingly endless.

This...

Hayami Suzune instantly grew anxious.

Who could have expected there to be a secret passage in a room like this?

It had to be an escape route that guy had prepared long ago.

She couldn't delay any longer, or the target would quickly slip away.

Thinking this, Hayami Suzune hesitated no longer and charged straight down.

...

Just what is this place!

Visibility inside the passage was unusually low. As Hayami Suzune chased deeper into it, she grew increasingly alarmed.

To her perception, she had already chased him for quite a distance, yet the passage still looked like it had no end.

Furthermore, there were no identifiable landmarks on either side of the passage. As she ran, it was easy to lose the sense of whether she was even moving forward.

Her hesitation grew the further she went. Just as she was contemplating whether to look for another route, Hayami Suzune suddenly noticed the path becoming a little brighter ahead.

In a noticeably wider space, several rectangular stone platforms were faintly visible.

And the cannibal, wearing the Turkey Head Mask, stood right next to one of them.

"Does it really have to be like this?"

The man had actually stopped running altogether. He just stood there, shaking his head as he spoke.

Hayami Suzune didn't waste her breath. Without slowing her steps, she rapidly closed the distance and gave a covert flick of her right hand.

Amidst the barely audible sound of the wind, the Razor Blades between her fingers traced several arcs, instantly enveloping Fu Qian.

The more her killing intent boiled, the calmer Hayami Suzune became.

She didn't believe for a second that this treacherous, cruel cannibal had stopped here just to ask her a pointless question.

Considering the risk of traps, she opted for a ranged attack.

It had to be said, this attack that was impossible to guard against completely yielded significant results.

Although the man was as fast as a phantom, his reaction was clearly a beat too slow.

Blood sprayed as a Razor Blade slashed Fu Qian's neck. At the same time, another buried itself deep into his thigh.

Landing a successful hit lifted Hayami Suzune's spirits. Just as she was about to press the advantage, she suddenly sensed something wrong.

Reflexively rolling across the ground, she heard the sound of something striking the floor. At the same time, a sharp pain shot through half her body.

"Nice moves!"

The next moment, the injured Fu Qian praised her.

With a clatter, he forcefully yanked the Razor Blade out of his thigh and casually tossed it to the ground.

"It's just a pity that I have some, too."

Fu Qian pointed above his head.

...

Only then did Hayami Suzune notice the dense array of circular tubes on the ceiling, all currently aimed right at her.

And what had pierced her were several sharp, long needles.

Normally, she could have easily dodged this kind of attack.

However, the sound of the mechanism had been masked by the noise of her own strike...

"You really are a difficult opponent."

Staring fixedly at Fu Qian, Hayami Suzune mimicked his action, pulling out the needles embedded in her flesh one by one.

"What a pity. It looks like you're the one who took the heavier damage."

"Is... that so?"

Fu Qian looked down at his blood-soaked thigh.

"So... urgh!"

Just as she was about to speak, Hayami Suzune suddenly realized something was wrong. Radiating from the puncture wounds, one side of her body was rapidly growing numb and unresponsive.

"How could this be!"

"It's anesthetic. I laced them with anesthetic."

Fu Qian nodded. Taking two steps forward, he looked down at the Night Watcher, who had almost entirely lost her mobility.

"Actually, you should have just agreed to my suggestion earlier. There was no need to—"

Before he could finish, Fu Qian seemed to realize something and looked down at his hand.

Starting from the base of his thumb, a bloody line slashed diagonally across his wrist.

Thud!

The next moment, his entire hand sheared off along the bloody line and dropped straight to the floor.

At the same time, over a dozen crisscrossing bloody lines appeared, spreading across his entire body.

"You aren't the only one with a backup plan."

Barely keeping herself from collapsing, Hayami Suzune raised the half-broken Razor Blade she held between her fingers.

It was visibly different from the others. Made of an indiscernible material, the blade looked almost translucent.

And right now, its luster was rapidly fading, clearly marking it as a single-use consumable.

"This is a very precious Talisman. I never thought I would have to use it today."

"But considering everything you've done, I believe it's worth it."

As Hayami Suzune spoke, the diced corpse before her finally gave way, collapsing into a pile of scattered chunks.

"I really have no idea what those people were doing, actually letting you hide for this long..."

But before she could finish, Hayami Suzune suddenly fell silent.

Because in her line of sight, the hand that had dropped to the floor first had unexpectedly propped itself up on its five fingers and quickly scurried away into the darkness.

Immediately after, it wasn't just the hand. Piece by piece, the other chunks of the body began to move in various ways, scattering in all directions.

This...

Hayami Suzune inhaled sharply, and a moment later, she suddenly realized something.

"This isn't real. Mental interference?"

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