Chapter 112 The Truth Beneath the Crevice

Although Fatty Huai Yi didn't understand why, after this period of contact, both of them subconsciously chose to follow Jiang Cheng's instructions.

But just as the three of them worked together, trying to pull Gongsun Zhiruo up, a bizarre scene unfolded. No matter how hard the three of them pulled, the rope continued to descend.

Crap...

Fatty's face turned pale. The current situation was completely beyond his imagination. The force transmitted from the rope was pulling them towards the crevice bit by bit, as if the other end of the rope was tied to something they couldn't resist, not Gongsun Zhiruo.

"Let go!" someone shouted at them, straining their voice.

It was Shang Mo.

He watched helplessly as the three of them got closer and closer to the crevice. If they went any further, Jiang Cheng, who was at the front, would fall.

But Jiang Cheng ignored him. His gaze was fixed on the swaying light below the crevice. Huai Yi originally intended to let go as well. It was clear that Zhou Yuxuan was probably finished, and Gongsun Zhiruo, who went down to save him, was also in trouble. The chances of a safe return were slim. But his only worry was that if he let go, Jiang Cheng and Fatty would be pulled down immediately. So, since Jiang Cheng didn't say let go, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and hold on.

The light below continued to circle at a fixed speed. Jiang Cheng watched for a long time, and his heart couldn't help but tighten. He noticed something terrifying.

The circle constantly drawn by this light was exaggeratedly large.

Normally, when a person draws a circle with their arm, the diameter of the circle produced by the fingertip's circular motion would not exceed 2 meters, limited by the length of the person's arm. But the circle below had a diameter of 4 or 5 meters.

Converted like this, the length of the arm of the "person" below asking for help, after falling and getting injured, would exceed 2 meters.

Although there was no accurate reference object, and judging only by the size of the light point would have errors, such an exaggerated proportion still shocked Jiang Cheng.

The guy below was definitely not Zhou Yuxuan!

This was a trap!

The enormous force coming from the other end of the rope, and the constantly sliding rope, were enough to prove this point.

Just as Jiang Cheng was making his last effort, suddenly, a loud shout came from not far away, "Close your eyes!"

Immediately afterward, after a muffled "bang," the darkness in front of them was dispelled by a red flash. If the three of Jiang Cheng hadn't been prepared, they would have been blinded instantly.

A red signal flare shot into the depths of the crevice at a tricky angle, instantly illuminating a large area.

The exposed scene made everyone gasp.

Below the crevice, on a platform created by a broken ice layer, squatted a mummified humanoid creature. Its exposed skin was a strange bluish-gray. It raised its withered head and stared at them intently.

Even more terrifying was the mummy's enormous size. Even squatting on the ground, it was nearly 3 meters tall. Moreover, the mummy held a severed arm in its hand, which was constantly drawing circles. Inside the severed arm's hand, a glowing cell phone was clenched tightly.

No one saw the missing Zhou Yuxuan, but everyone knew that Zhou Yuxuan was dead. That severed arm belonged to him.

This mummy was the Hungry Ghost. On its body, there were also some tattered pieces of yellow cloth, which seemed to have words on them, just like the one Chan Li had clutched in her hand.

The sudden light clearly exceeded the mummy's expectations as well. It immediately shielded its eyes and retreated backward constantly, eventually disappearing into the deeper crevice.

Gu Zhuan

In the position where the Hungry Ghost had been squatting, the remains of a fragmented corpse remained.

Not long after the Hungry Ghost disappeared, the blizzard gradually thinned out, and unexpectedly, Gongsun Zhiruo was still alive. The three of Jiang Cheng worked together to pull him up.

His forehead was covered with a layer of frost, clearly frozen. Fortunately, apart from being frightened, he was unharmed.

Bai Xi held a strangely shaped gun in his hand. It was self-evident who fired that flare just now.

After discovering that Gongsun Zhiruo was fine, Bai Xi and the others sincerely thanked Jiang Cheng and the others, "Mr. Jiang, thanks to you, otherwise Gongsun Zhiruo would have been in danger."

Facing such a crisis just now, the three of Jiang Cheng did not let go, which greatly moved the remaining people.

Glancing at the flare gun in Bai Xi's hand, Jiang Cheng nodded, "Without your shot, exposing the Hungry Ghost, I'm afraid we would have had to let go."

Jiang Cheng was telling the truth. If they were any closer to the crevice, he would have had to tell Fatty and Huai Yi to let go. They would save whoever they could within their capabilities, but they couldn't put their brothers in danger for teammates they had just met.

It wasn't worth it, and it wasn't reasonable.

"Thank you." After Gongsun Zhiruo recovered a little, the first thing he did was thank Jiang Cheng and the others with trembling lips. His face was pale, and his lips were bluish-purple, the fear he suffered was imaginable.

Zhou Yuxuan was dead, and they had lost another teammate. A sad and desperate atmosphere permeated the team. This was a normal human reaction, and Jiang Cheng couldn't stop it.

Han Juanjuan sat on the ground with a look of grief on his face. Zhou Yuxuan was his teacher, and the two had a good relationship. Moreover, in the last mission, the other party had saved his life.

"Damn it!" Not knowing what Han Juanjuan had thought of, he suddenly cursed, stood up, walked straight towards Shang Mo, pointed at him, and shouted loudly: "If it wasn't for your grandson being greedy, how could the Hungry Ghost have been released?"

"You are responsible for Teacher Zhou's death! It's all your fault!" The more Han Juanjuan spoke, the angrier he became, and his eyes became fierce.

Bai Xi immediately stepped forward and grabbed him, "Calm down!"

"And Chan Li, you are responsible for Chan Li's death too!" Han Juanjuan shouted relentlessly, looking like he would rush up and beat Shang Mo severely if Bai Xi let go.

Shang Mo, who was being scolded, didn't dare to retort, whether it was because he felt guilty or something else. He could already vaguely feel that the way everyone looked at him had become unfriendly.

"Okay, say less." In the end, Zi Gui came out, and Han Juanjuan shut up. Bai Xi pulled him away to a position further away from Shang Mo.

After the Hungry Ghost disappeared, the blizzard gradually subsided, and everyone packed up their backpacks and continued on their way.

Fatty glanced at the fragmented corpse under the crevice for the last time, a trace of compassion flashing in his eyes. Although he was used to death in missions, the departure of each teammate would depress him.

He wasn't sure if this was weakness or a kind of reverence for the departed life.

However, one thing he was sure of was that before all this was completely over, no one could escape the influence of the Nightmare Assault. Even if they could survive in the mission, the survivors would have to bear the despair of the dead.

Therefore, it couldn't be said who was more fortunate than whom. Everyone was just a pitiful person struggling in the nightmare.