Doomsday Summoning Frenzy

“Zila~~” “Zila~~” The harsh sound echoed, sharp and piercing, as if someone was dragging a dagger against the wall. Accompanied by this sound, which approached from afar, Bai and Ye Nan curled up in the corner of the room, their faces filled with fear and panic.

Even though Ye Nan had completely lost control under Bai's grasp, he trembled all over. If Bai hadn’t tightly covered Ye Nan's mouth, he had no doubt that Ye Nan would scream out in extreme terror!

This wasn't a psychological issue; it stemmed from a bodily instinct, a primal reaction to fear.

There was only one pursuer behind them, but this single person had cornered Bai and Ye Nan, leaving them with nowhere to run.

The overwhelming aura of fear made Bai and Ye Nan's legs tremble, their minds unsettled. Bai's invulnerable body turned his attempts to retaliate into futile efforts, and the swift speed and keen perception of the pursuer blocked all escape routes for the two.

This wasn’t a chase; for Bai and Ye Nan, it felt like a nightmare from which they couldn’t awaken. But for their enemy behind them, it was merely a game he relished.

The rubbing sound continued to ring in their ears, but at a certain moment, it suddenly vanished. Bai felt everything around him fall silent, leaving only the sporadic sound of Ye Nan’s breathing.

This was true silence; even the omnipresent dark currents of space vanished at that moment, plunging the entire area into a complete stillness. At the same time, Bai's perception was blocked—despite his efforts, he could barely observe a few meters around him.

It was like lighting a candle in the dark; the flickering light was weak, illuminating only a small area. However, instead of bringing peace and security, it deepened the fear within.

Ye Nan's breaths grew more rapid, his body shaking as if it were a sieve. Bai squinted, fully focused on being alert to everything around them. Yet, as Bai held his breath, he suddenly sensed a warm breeze rising near his ear.

This warm current was gentle, like a lover's breath, but its implication sent chills down Bai's spine.

“I've found you…”

The deliberately high-pitched tone suddenly rang out, and Bai trembled as he turned around, only to be greeted by a face painted in bright colors.

Like a circus clown, the face was enormous, about twice Bai's size, while the corresponding body was on the smaller side. The enemy stood less than 1.5 meters tall, dressed in a ridiculous multicolored outfit.

At that moment, this comical clown squatted next to Bai, mimicking Ye Nan's position, as if he had been following Bai the entire time.

Cold sweat dripped from Bai's forehead as he stared at the clown beside him, completely at a loss for how to react. However, the approaching sinister smile, malice, and the glint in the clown's eyes broke Bai out of his daze.

A sleeve sword, about 50 centimeters long, slid out from the clown's sleeve and cleanly pierced Bai’s chest. The fierce force instantly stripped Bai of all ability to fight back, pinning him against the steel wall behind him like a fly. Once this was done, the clown leisurely stood up.

His head remained still while his eyes darted about wildly, as if they didn’t belong to the same person—one looking up while the other looked down, one to the left while the other looked to the right. He first glanced at Bai, who was struggling against the wall, then at Ye Nan, whose body trembled like a sieve. After a moment, the clown finally broke into a smile.

“I'll give you another chance…”

After saying this, the short sword embedded in Bai’s chest abruptly disappeared. The clown's figure slowly melded into the darkness, leaving only his final words drifting through the air.

“The eighth round of the game begins, oh, wait a moment… the last target has appeared… then…”

“This truly is the final round.”

As the voice faded away, Bai's body slowly slid down the wall. However, this time, it was different from the previous despair and fear; as he fell to the ground, a bright light suddenly emerged in Bai’s eyes. He glanced at the still-dazed Ye Nan, then reached into his Spatial Ring and pulled out a puppet.