On the third day of entering "The Grudge", the reincarnators who had been sitting in the mosquito net could no longer bear the loneliness. However, since this was a matter of life and death, everyone could only endure it.
The TV was playing the midday news. The host's sweet voice lifted everyone's spirits. This was the only way for them to pass the time.
The news anchor continued to report the news.
"This morning, a dismemberment case occurred near the xx Mental Sanatorium. A pile of dismembered bodies appeared on an open space a hundred meters away from the sanatorium. It was later confirmed that it was a patient who had just been sent to the sanatorium. His name was Zhang Biao. The surveillance camera did not show Zhang Biao walking out of the sanatorium..."
This news shocked everyone, and Xian Xiaoyu even burst into tears.
"Zhang Biao is dead." Han Fan said heavily. Although Zhang Biao was just a newcomer, he was a reincarnation of the Nameless Team after all. It was always sad to hear the news of his death.
"He was torn into pieces, just like when Xu Qinghua was eaten by Zheng Yalin. How did Kayako manage to send the chopped-up Zhang Biao out of the sanatorium? It's so weird." Fang Ru murmured, and he intentionally or unintentionally moved his body cross-legged to the center of the crowd, as if he was deliberately putting himself in the safest position.
"How to get the bitten Zhang Biao out of the sanatorium?" Meng Xiang muttered. Fang Ru's words woke Meng Xiang up like an alarm clock. He thought of the Black Dragon God. However, that was obviously impossible, and it was impossible for such a coincidence.
"Kayako can make people disappear mysteriously, so it's not surprising that the flesh and blood of people he chewed into pieces would be teleported to a certain place," said Han Fan.
"But why did she want to chop up the body? Now that I think about it, the ultimate purpose of Kayako's attack seems to be to chop up the body. She is like a wild animal, trying to catch her prey and then chop up the body." Jie Juan still said with a smile, but Mu Fei'er couldn't stand it and said in a coquettish voice: "You...you guys don't keep bringing up the topic of chopping up the body, okay?"
Jie Juan pinched Mu Fei'er's cheek and said, "We are discussing now. If we don't mention the dismemberment, then are we going to mention your big brother Meng? Right, Meng Xiang." Jie Juan turned her head and looked at Meng Xiang with a smile. Then her face turned pale. She pulled Mu Fei'er away and said in a panic, "Everyone, get out of the way. There is something wrong with Meng Xiang."
Everyone stepped back, only to see Meng Xiang's face pale, grim, gritting his teeth, his eyes blank and dull, sitting stiffly, motionless...
"Who are you..." Meng Xiang held a Rasengan in his right hand, his face showing seven parts confusion and three parts panic. He got into a fighting stance and looked solemnly at the person in front of him.
The person in front of him was none other than Meng Xiang who had transformed into a demon.
This is an upside-down weird world. The cheerful amusement park was originally full of joy, but Meng Xiang and the weirdo in front of him were now standing on a Ferris wheel. To be precise, it was an upside-down Ferris wheel.
The entire amusement park was upside down, with the ground on top and pedestrians walking upside down on it. The sun's rays shot up from below and clouds floated below them.
Meng Xiang stood on the slowly rotating Ferris wheel, one wheel away from the demonized "him". Meng Xiang didn't know if he would fall to the sky below if he left the Ferris wheel. He didn't dare to try. His mind was confused and lost.
"I am you." The weirdo said contemptuously, his long silver hair flying to both sides in the wind.
"Nonsense, you are not me, or rather, you are not completely me. I remember the feeling after I became a demon. That was still completely me, but you are different. There is some evil power in you." Meng Xiang shouted angrily. He didn't know why he was so impetuous, completely different from his usual calm self.
"Evil? Do you think you are righteous?" The strange man flicked his long hair and suddenly raised his right hand. A sharp shock wave shot towards Meng Xiang. Meng Xiang blocked it with his arm. With a "pop", he felt a stinging pain on the skin of his right arm as if it was torn.
"Spiritual Wave Fist?" Meng Xiang blurted out.
"Still wondering? Because I am you. No, to be more precise, I am stronger than you. I am the devil hidden in your body. Do you want to have this kind of power? Do you want to become the strongest person and play a killing game without restraint? Become one with me, and you can get my power."
"No, you are not me. How could I be as evil as you?" Meng Xiang screamed, with the Rasengan in his right palm ready to be launched at any time.
"Have you killed enough people? Let's not talk about the others. Didn't you kill Zheng Yalin? She was your companion."
"She is possessed by Kayako, I have to kill her."
"You couldn't help but kill her? Or did you not even try not to kill her? When you killed her, did you feel a sense of satisfaction? What was your purpose in entering the samsara world? Wasn't it for killing?"
“No, it’s definitely not for killing, I am… trying to become the strongest… No…” Meng Xiang was at a loss.
"After becoming the strongest, won't you be able to kill without restraint? What if you return to the real world? What if you become the ruler? What if you return to the real world? What if you become the ruler? What else can you do besides killing?" The weirdo said this in a series of witty remarks, and Meng Xiang's mind became even more confused. He knew that he didn't become stronger for killing, but why? He himself didn't know.
"You still don't believe that killing will make you feel refreshed? Well, then I will go out and kill all your companions now, so that you can relive the feeling of killing your companions." The monster said and turned around.
"You dare?" Meng Xiang roared, jumped forward, and pushed the Rasengan in his right palm towards the monster's strong body.
"Get out!" The monster swept his right arm, not only breaking the Rasengan in Meng Xiang's hand, but also directly blasting Meng Xiang away.
Meng Xiang only felt a ruthless and powerful force that seemed to break his bones. He was unable to move and crashed headfirst into the adjacent motorcycle wheel and fell directly into the sky below.
"Are you so weak? Come and merge with me, and I will give you strength."
Amid the whirring sound of the wind in my ears, the strange man's arrogant and cold voice rang out.
"Who do you say is weak?" Meng Xiang's spiritual energy burst out, and the effectiveness of Kaio-ken was 30%. The blue spiritual energy spurted out and wrapped around his entire body. As the potential lock was continuously unlocked, the stinging sensation from being hit hard just now was completely blocked. He did not even adjust his body, and a spiritual bullet the size of a football had condensed in his right palm.
"Die." Meng Xiang threw a spiritual bullet in the direction of the voice.
"Boom!" A scorching wave of air exploded not far behind him. The weirdo laughed loudly: "Is this your power? Is this the extent of human spiritual power? Let me show you what real power is."
A powerful aura pierced Meng Xiang's mind like a needle. He struggled to turn around while falling, and saw a strange man falling at the same time 3 meters away from him. In the strange man's hand, there was a black demon ball.
“You can’t even stand firm in your own spiritual world, how can you fight against me, you…” Before he could finish his words, a ball of white light shot straight down from the ground above, and the demon ball in the weirdo’s hand was instantly corroded.
The weirdo stretched out his right arm to block the light and said fiercely: "Damn it, you actually disturbed me. Meng Xiang, next time we meet, I hope you can give me an answer. Either merge with me, or I will devour you directly. Remember, I am you, and you are me..."
The white light was so bright that Meng Xiang couldn't even open his glasses. Gradually, all kinds of voices of fear, concern, and fierceness lingered in Meng Xiang's ears.
Meng Xiang could tell that the voices came from his companions, namely Han Fan, Jie Juan, Mu Fei'er and Zhuo Luo.
"Pa!" Meng Xiang felt a stinging pain on his left cheek, as if he was slapped in the face. His mind suddenly became clear and he opened his eyes. He saw his companions surrounding him and yelling at him, while Fang Ru was sitting on the other side looking at him in panic. As for Xian Xiaoyu, she had already huddled in a corner of the mosquito net, not daring to look Meng Xiang in the face.
A ball of white light was emitting from Jiejuan's hand, covering him. Zhuo Luo clapped his hands and said indifferently but with a hint of complacency: "Look, you have to rely on me to wake him up." Mu Feier, with tears on her face, rushed over and hugged him and cried loudly.
Meng Xiang gently embraced Mu Fei'er, looked up at Han Fan and asked, "What happened? Did Kayako attack us?" He looked around and saw that the talisman projected by Han Fan was not damaged at all. He was confused.
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