Chapter 230: Chapter 229: The Densely Packed Gao Liceng Papermen in the Villa

"A miracle won’t be necessary."

"I’m quite curious. This girl, Gao Liceng... where exactly does her power come from?"

Chu He still had no intention of revealing himself.

He simply continued to watch the situation unfold with great interest, his words betraying a deep fascination with Gao Liceng.

"Isn’t that a Mysterious Power? Does it need to be learned?"

"According to the files I’ve studied, isn’t a Mysterious Power just something you get by forcibly merging with an Evil Spirit through some Secret Technique to gain its strength?"

Qi Chaoyu asked, completely bewildered.

"This power isn’t just a simple Mysterious Power."

Chu He shook his head. "It’s a lot like someone I just met."

Seeing that Chu He had no intention of elaborating, Qi Chaoyu didn’t press the issue.

After all, a figure like Chu He dealt with things on an extremely high level, far beyond his own reach.

Qi Chaoyu worked at the Royal City’s defense headquarters. He knew some things were better left unasked.

He had a decent grasp of that distinction.

The only exception was a moment ago when he nearly lost his composure over Gao Liceng.

Qi Chaoyu couldn’t bear to see a sweet, heroic young woman be so easily murdered by a villain.

A flicker of understanding crossed Yumizakura’s eyes. She knew Chu He was referring to Xu Ping’an.

Inside the villa, the battle raged on.

Gao Liceng’s body was now completely covered in a deathly, cyan-blue hue.

Even the eerie smile on her face and the unique, ancient, and strange color of the Yellow Paper were completely suppressed by the dense aura of death and decay.

All that remained of Gao Liceng’s body was the aura of death emanating from the deathly cyan.

"This time, can you use another substitute?"

Huang Haibo’s tone was ice-cold.

"And what makes you think you can kill me?"

Within the villa, the Yellow Paper, which should have been still and silent, suddenly seemed to be imbued with life.

In unison, they began to emit Gao Liceng’s voice.

The voice was hollow and sinister, echoing from every corner like a whisper from Hell, making one’s hair stand on end.

Every sheet of Yellow Paper began to cackle, the sound sharp and piercing, filled with malice and mockery.

They seemed to be celebrating some evil ritual, sowing fear and despair in the hearts of all present.

Along with this strange sound, the Yellow Paper began to undergo a shocking transformation.

No longer motionless sheets, they began to tremble violently as if driven by an unseen force.

Every inch of them swelled and twisted,

as if something was about to burst forth from within them.

The aura of this power grew stronger and stronger.

It carried an ancient, evil resonance that made the entire villa tremble.

Next,

the Yellow Paper, now swollen to its limit, began to transform rapidly.

They twisted, folded, and sealed together, finally forming lifelike Papermen.

Each of these Papermen bore Gao Liceng’s face.

They stood, hung upside down, and crawled, covering every corner of the villa.

On the tables, the refrigerator, the air conditioner, the ceiling, in the stairwell, the kitchen, the center of the living room...

Each Paperman, in a unique pose, stared silently at Huang Haibo.

Their gazes were filled with a mix of complex emotions: fear, anger, despair, and an indescribable, eerie quality.

That eerie smile reappeared on the faces of the Papermen.

It was a complex expression, a fusion of triumph, madness, and cold indifference.

A ghastly, scarlet blush gradually appeared on their cheeks. The blush was as stark as fresh blood, adding to their demonic and terrifying appearance.

The scene was utterly terrifying.

Everyone present felt a bone-deep chill they had never experienced before.

They stared with wide, disbelieving eyes,

unable to believe what they were seeing or comprehend the incredible situation.

Inside the villa, an almost tangible aura of fear and despair began to spread,

enveloping everyone.

These Papermen were far from being mere paper dolls.

They were more like emissaries from another Dark World,

carrying with them an endless Curse and boundless resentment, vowing to drag everyone here into a bottomless, dark abyss.

In that instant, all the Papermen seemed to receive a mysterious command.

They raised their hands in perfect, mechanical unison, like a troop of puppets bound by an evil Curse.

The eyes on all the Gao Licengs transformed completely.

Their former warmth and liveliness vanished, replaced by the malice and cruelty of an Evil Spirit.

They seemed capable of peering into the deepest fears of the human heart,

causing everyone who witnessed the scene to tremble uncontrollably.

The Papermen’s bodies began to change strangely as sheets of Yellow Paper peeled away from them.

This Yellow Paper spun at high speed in the air.

Each sheet glinted with a sharp, cold light, like the deadliest razors from Hell. They carried a biting aura of death as they sliced through the air with a piercing shriek.

More shocking still, the Yellow Paper seemed endless, pouring continuously from the Papermen to form an overwhelming storm.

Like the most violent winter blizzard, it completely submerged the villa in chaos.

Everywhere one looked, there was nothing but whirling, deadly blades and a pall of death.

Gao Liceng had clearly unleashed her most powerful technique. The ferocity and sharpness of the Yellow Paper storm were almost suffocating.

Every inch of space within the villa was saturated with this destructive power, and it felt as if time itself had ground to a halt.

Faced with such a ferocious assault, Huang Haibo finally showed an unprecedented level of panic and rage.

He strained with all his might, driving the strange and powerful energy within him.

His entire right arm seemed to transform into a living, alien thing, with countless maggot-like forms writhing madly within it,

releasing an even thicker, deathly-cyan light.

The deathly-cyan liquid on the ground also churned violently, attempting to fight back against the storm of Yellow Paper.

But it was clearly outmatched by the furious swarm of Yellow Paper and was brutally forced back.

In that moment, the villa was filled with despair and chaos.

Gao Liceng’s army of Papermen displayed an incredible, terrifying power.

They were not only numerous, but each of their attacks was potentially fatal.

In this fierce contest of power and will, it seemed no one could predict the final outcome. They could only watch as the horrifying spectacle built toward its climax.

"Kill her! Kill her now!"

Huang Haibo roared, his voice directed toward a corner of the villa.

A Ghost Infant, wreathed in a deathly-cyan glow, suddenly materialized in the villa.

Because the Mysterious Power that had been concealing its form was now broken,

the Ghost Infant could no longer remain invisible.

However, the Ghost Infant was now utterly bewildered.

Staring at the countless figures crammed into the villa,

the sheer number of Gao Liceng’s Papermen was dazzling, and the Ghost Infant couldn’t tell which one it was supposed to attack.

After all, there was only one Ghost Infant,

but there were countless Paperman versions of Gao Liceng in the villa.