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"Boss...... Help me...... The red thread on my head is starting to turn black......"

Wang Chang cried with tears in his eyes, Xia Qi looked at him in a daze, and then raised his wrist and subconsciously looked at the time on the honor table, but what he didn't expect was that the time came to 9 o'clock in the evening unconsciously.

Leng Yue was still standing straight in front of the window, with a slight worry on her handsome face, and her eyes never left the evil ghost hanging on the blood-colored spider web in the distance.

"Boss...... Our people are dead...... There were only six people left. ”

Wang Chang was still crying in front of Xia Qi, Xia Qi rubbed his temples, and only then did he glance at Wang Chang and found that the blood-colored spider silk on Wang Chang's head was indeed slowly swallowed by black.

Come to think of it, if it weren't for Wang Chang, there was really no way, and he wouldn't suddenly break in to find him.

"Come here, lower your head."

After Zhang Tou's incident, Xia Qi changed his mentality a little, and at this time he motioned for Wang Chang to come closer, and then he tried to hold the spider silk on Wang Chang's head.

Pulling hard, the hardness of the spider silk is beyond imagination, and because it is very thin, it is still very sharp.

"No, there's no way to break it."

Xia Qi tried several times, but he couldn't help the spider silk, not only that, but Wang Chang also choked enough in the process, after all, the spider silk was connected to Wang Chang's head, unless Wang Chang's head was pulled off, otherwise don't want to separate the spider silk at all.

Seeing that Xia Qi's many attempts were unsuccessful, Wang Chang, who originally had a glimmer of hope, suddenly became gray and empty like a deflated ball, and his eyes full of strong desire to survive immediately became gray and empty.

The blood-colored spider silk obviously can't be broken by brute force, and there is no way for Xia Qi and Cold Moon to do it now, unless Wang Chang can hold on until the end of their cold energy freezing period.

But looking at the speed at which the black spread on the spider silk, it was obvious that Wang Chang had no time to wait any longer.

Outside the door of the dormitory, several prisoners appeared at this time, and the spider silk on their heads undoubtedly changed color.

There were six prisoners in total, and as soon as they came in, they knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Xia Qi again and again to apologize, asking Xia Qi to forgive them for their previous impulsiveness.

But in fact, their purpose in doing this is just the same as Wang Chang, holding Xia Qi to be able to save them now.

But even if Xia Qi can ignore his past suspicions, he doesn't have the ability to save them now.

"I can't save you."

Xia Qi's somewhat weak words were almost equivalent to the death sentences of several of them.

When the six prisoners heard this, their eyes widened in despair, and their eyes full of longing for life, each of which fell accurately on Xia Qi's sight.

After these people have survived the brutal darkness of the Black Sky Prison, and after witnessing one prisoner after another disappear before their eyes, they still have the extreme desire to survive.

When they came here, they lost their relatives, their friends, their lovers, and their freedom. Perhaps for the people here, life is the only thing left for them in this world.

It is the only existence they can cherish.

The prisoners were all quiet, but Xia Qi could clearly see the tears on their faces, these people who were regarded as the source of extreme evil in the past, regarded as the most dangerous type of people, in the face of death, they were actually no different from ordinary people.

They bowed their heads, not knowing whether they had lost them in despair, or if they were looking at the memories they had cherished in their minds before the final period came.

In the prison, the sentry posts used to monitor the prisoners' every move have become empty shelves with no one at this time.

The guards were nowhere to be seen, wondering if the survivors were all huddled in the dormitory building across from them, or if there were no survivors.

Below, you can also see a few sporadic prisoners, like unconscious zombies, who don't know where to go, and are instinctively echoing nearby.

Leng Yue watched them desperately flee, and also watched them desperately accept their fate, and then witnessed them evaporate from this world one by one.

Emotions can be contagious, even people like Leng Yue and Xia Qi, who have long been familiar with death, are still affected by the material despair of the prisoners when facing such an environment, and their hearts are full of holes.

And these negative emotions will undoubtedly become the best and delicious nourishment for the evil spirit, not only to give it its own spirit, but also to make it stronger than ever.

Time slipped away inexorably in the dead silence.

The black on Wang Chang's head finally came to an end, and at the end of his life, Wang Chang suddenly raised his head, and then laughed sadly at Xia Qi.

Until the others were gone, his laughter was still extremely harsh.

It was ridicule, Wang Chang was laughing at him, laughing at him for being incapable of saving anyone, but he wanted to flaunt himself as supreme.

Wang Chang thinks that he is a shameless liar through and through.

However, Xia Qi didn't care, because whether he thought about rescuing these prisoners or not, he didn't have the ability to save anyone.

The most important thing is that it was the demon that killed them, not him.

Despite his desire to kill all the prisoners before the demons could attack them, he did not act. On the surface, he compromised with Leng Yue, but in fact, only he knew that he had killed people, but he was not a butcher.

In other words, he still can't be cold-blooded about life.

With the disappearance of Wang Chang, several other prisoners in the dormitory also evaporated in the dormitory one after another after a short time apart.

Xia Qi walked to the window, stood beside Leng Yue, and looked at the cobwebs hanging by the evil ghost in the distance, where he saw Wang Chang and the others, they were roaring miserably, and then the long tongue shot out of the many mouths of the evil ghost, penetrated, torn apart, and finally devoured.

At this time, the bloody clothes erupted again with a strange red glow, and the red rays scattered and scattered, dyeing the originally gloomy sky as red as blood.

The spider silk that densely covered the prison was more than several times thicker in an instant.

The demon began to move in the web, its purple eyes shining with wisdom, and it was clear that it had become a spirit now, no longer relying on instinct as before.

Cobwebs, which had become as thick as steel, began to break in large numbers and slammed down on the ground for the survivors who were still barely breathing.

The survivors were either smashed in the head, pierced through the body, or smashed directly into pulp.

There was a series of gradually amplified roars overhead, and Xia Qi and Leng Yue both sensed that something was wrong, so they fled towards the outside of the dormitory without thinking.

As soon as their front feet left, dozens of spider silks like steel bars pierced the roof of the shed and fell intensively.

After gaining consciousness, the demon finally began its final cleanup. (To be continued.) )