[Ding! Obtained the deformed family's fate treasure chest! Open it?]
The battle ended, and Roy hadn't suffered any physical injuries, but the mental trauma was immense. Right now, only the warmth of a good night's sleep could soothe the impact on his heart.
However, getting the fate treasure chest did lift Roy's spirits a bit.
This fate treasure chest was actually family-based, requiring the entire deformed family to be present to obtain it. This was the first time Roy had encountered something like this.
After managing to calm down, Roy realized that exactly ten minutes had passed.
Wade and Seth emerged from the pharmacy, each carrying a large bag.
"Roy, we got it!"
"Good job. Where's my Zopiclone?"
"Here!"
Wade tossed a well-packaged large bag of Zopiclone to Roy.
This amount seemed a bit excessive. Even if Neidy and Nancy ate Zopiclone like it was rice, it would last them for months.
But American drug packaging was always quite generous.
In China, a bottle of 100 pills would be considered a lot, but here in America, a bottle of 1,000 pills was the standard starting point.
"Roy, consider this your share."
Roy put away the Zopiclone.
"There's no need for that. I'm not short on cash right now. Just deduct it when we're splitting the money later."
As soon as money was mentioned, Wade and Seth both smiled.
Especially Seth, who had been a bit reluctant earlier, was now smiling the widest.
"Maybe I can pay off my student loans early!"
Alright, another poor American being driven crazy by student loans. Even doctors, who were considered high-income earners, were being pushed to such desperate measures.
After securing the drugs, Roy and his group immediately began to evacuate the Gospel Sanitarium.
Roy wasn't interested in the secrets behind this asylum. Besides, he had already gained a lot this time, so it was better to quickly return to Waterfall Town with the Zopiclone.
Just as the three of them reached the outer lobby, only a few steps away from leaving the asylum, Roy suddenly heard the sound of his Chevrolet Camaro's horn.
Roy instantly felt something was wrong. He stopped Wade and Seth.
"Wait! Why did my car horn just go off?"
Wade scratched his head, not thinking too much of it.
"Maybe it accidentally went off after you locked it with the alarm on?"
"I didn't even turn on the alarm!"
That was the problem. Roy hadn't turned on the alarm, yet the car horn had sounded. Considering the events that had just transpired at the Gospel Sanitarium, he couldn't help but overthink it.
Seth seemed to have thought of a possibility and suddenly became nervous.
"Could it be the police?"
Roy didn't believe the American police would arrive so quickly, but someone else had definitely entered the Gospel Sanitarium.
"Let's find out."
Roy picked up an empty bottle from the ground and tossed it towards the asylum's lobby.
Crash!
The sound of shattering glass was immediately followed by a burst of gunfire. The firepower was quite intense, with at least a dozen automatic weapons firing.
"Cease fire! Someone inside threw a glass bottle! Catch them!"
"Run!"
Without Roy needing to say anything, Wade and Seth had already turned around and started sprinting.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck! Who the hell are they?"
Wade was so scared he was about to shit his pants. As a high school student, he had never seen anything like this.
"I don't know, but it's definitely not the police!"
Even the American police would at least give a warning before emptying their magazines, but the people outside had opened fire without even getting a clear look.
Clearly, these people weren't here for rescue or investigation; they were here to eliminate them!
Rapid footsteps came from behind them. Those people were following, but their advance wasn't too fast.
Occasionally, someone would fire a shot, but Roy and the others were lucky. Plus, with Seth, who knew the place well, as their guide, no one had been injured so far.
However, Seth soon started to struggle to keep up.
Wade and Roy were young, but Seth was already in his thirties and didn't exercise much, so his stamina naturally couldn't keep up.
"N-no, I can't anymore! I... I can't run!"
Seth was somewhat desperate. Just a few minutes ago, he was still fantasizing about paying off his student loans early, but now he was facing a life-or-death decision.
"Roy, what do we do?"
Wade was also a bit desperate. Although his physical fitness was better than Seth's, it wasn't by much.
Among the three of them, Roy was actually the only one who could rely on his own physical abilities to escape.
Feeling that the pursuers were still relatively far away, Roy stopped and thought for a moment.
"You guys quickly find a place to hide! I'll go and draw those guys away! No matter what happens, don't come out until I come to find you!"
Seth was still a bit panicked. After all, he wasn't very familiar with Roy and was very worried that Roy would leave him behind.
But Wade was different. Roy had saved him once before in Ambrosia, so he immediately grabbed Roy's hand.
"Roy, if we can get out of this, you're my boss!"
Wade's words were quite sincere, although Roy didn't really need a subordinate like him.
"Hurry up and hide! I hear footsteps!"
With that, Roy went to create some noise to attract the attention of the pursuers.
If he were to fight these fully armed pursuers head-on, even with Roy's current physique of 36, it would be very difficult to win.
The weapons these pursuers had were even better than those of the mercenaries sent by the Dark Web back then. They were all military-grade weapons.
And their tactical level was also superior, clearly a very professional mercenary team.
If it had been the Roy from before, facing this kind of mercenary team, he would have had no choice but to transform into the Son of the Devil and fight them. But now, he possessed a very special ability: Trap Master!
Let's switch to the victim's perspective.
"He's over there! Don't be reckless, maintain formation!"
The mercenary leader was very calm and didn't rashly order his team members to speed up.
Ahead was a corner of a corridor. This was the hospital ward area of the asylum. The walls and floors were covered in blood, and overturned furniture and hospital beds were scattered everywhere, as if it had been hit by a looting spree.
"Be careful, report any suspicious situations immediately!"
Including the leader himself, a total of twenty-four mercenaries began to spread out, cautiously searching for Roy in the complex ward area.
But no matter how careful they were, accidents were bound to happen.
One mercenary stepped on a mat. Unexpectedly, the mat suddenly slipped, causing the mercenary to lose his balance and fall directly.
"Jamie, are you alright?"
The fallen mercenary didn't get up for a long time. The teammate beside him quickly helped him up, only to find a white dagger sticking out of his chest.
"Jamie!"
"What happened?"
The leader inquired over the communication system.
"Jamie slipped and fell on a dagger. His heart was pierced, and he's..."
The leader frowned tightly. The sudden loss of a team member made him feel vaguely uneasy. Jamie's death seemed like a very unfortunate coincidence, but was that really the case?
"Are you sure it's not a trap?"
The team member checked. He didn't notice the long black hair tangled around the mat.
"It shouldn't be."
"Be careful, continue moving!"
Despite the leader's repeated requests for his team members to be careful, "accidents" continued to happen one after another.
First, a mercenary searching a ward saw a white figure float past the window.
Startled, this guy didn't notice a strand of black hair at his feet. He tripped over the hair and his neck snapped when it hit a cabinet.
Immediately afterward, another mercenary heard the noise and came to investigate. He was too hasty when entering the room, and his head went straight into a loop of black hair. He was strangled. He pulled out his dagger, wanting to cut the hair and save himself.
But this strand of black hair looked very thin, yet it was extremely tough. He cut at it for a long time with the dagger but couldn't sever it.
By the time the other mercenaries found this guy, he had already suffocated to death.
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Then, two mercenaries found a door that was slightly ajar. Being relatively cautious, the two men hid on either side of the door and carefully pushed it open.
This choice was correct. As the door fully opened, a nail board fell from the ceiling.
If anyone had been standing in the doorway at this time, they would have been hit in the face by this nail board.
The two mercenaries breathed a sigh of relief and began to report the situation to the leader.
"Boss, we found a trap."
"Be careful!"
"We will."
While answering the leader, this mercenary pushed the nail board aside and walked into the room. Unexpectedly, this nail board was connected to another trap.
When the nail board was pushed aside, the black hair connected to it was pulled, and the black hair was connected to a shotgun hanging on the wall. The muzzle was aimed directly at the doorway.
Bang!
The mercenary had just finished speaking when his head was blown apart by the shotgun. The mercenary behind him was startled and took several steps back, slipping on a puddle of water.
This guy's luck was still pretty good. He didn't break his neck like the previous mercenary, but when he looked up at the ceiling, he saw a sharp piece of glass falling down.
"Ah—"
The scream abruptly stopped.
...
The mercenary leader felt increasingly uneasy. The number of voices in his earpiece was dwindling. He quickly recalled his teammates to regroup.
At this point, the leader realized that out of the 24-man mercenary squad plus himself, only 13 remained. Eleven mercenaries had lost contact in just over ten minutes.
Although losing contact didn't necessarily mean death, the leader had already prepared for the worst.
"Team B, Team B, respond if you hear me."
"Team B received, what's the matter, Team A?"
"Team A encountered a trap ambush in the ward area. Our casualties are approaching half. We need immediate support!"
"Roger that. Team B will move towards your position after placing the timed bombs."
There was another squad? And they were planting timed bombs?
Hearing this information, Roy knew he couldn't continue to rely on the ghost mask to hide and set traps.
Thirteen mercenaries remained, which shouldn't be too much of a problem, as long as he could draw their initial fire.
At this moment, the survivors of Mercenary Team A surrounded their leader, cautiously guarding their surroundings. They didn't dare to move at all, fearing that any movement would trigger some trap and they would follow in the footsteps of their dead comrades.
Suddenly, the mercenaries heard a very strange sound, like someone making a suppressed noise from deep within their throat.
"Gurgle... gurgle..."
"Did you guys hear something?"
"I think I heard it too!"
The mercenaries looked towards the direction of the sound. They were all wearing night vision devices and could easily see in the dark.
And so, the 13 mercenaries saw an unidentified creature with a bizarre, unnatural posture crawling towards them from the depths of the corridor.
Well, because they couldn't see its face clearly, the mercenaries could only describe this thing as an unidentified creature in their minds.
The mercenaries, who were already quite frightened, couldn't help but immediately pull their triggers at the unidentified creature. However, to their shock, all the bullets passed right through the creature's body.
Immediately afterward, several mercenaries suddenly noticed some strange black hairs hanging down from the ceiling. Looking up, they discovered that the ceiling was covered in black hair without them realizing it.
This situation increased the mercenaries' confusion, but it was only confusion.
Neither of the two female ghosts were the type that could instantly kill upon sight. Their curses usually needed a few days to accumulate power before they could reap their victims.
But it didn't matter. Sadako and Kayako's appearance was just to attract the mercenaries' attention.
The real reaper was Roy, who had transformed into the Son of the Devil.
Buzz... buzz... buzz...
The piercing sound of a chainsaw rang out. Team A's leader subconsciously looked towards the source of the sound and saw a man covered in black aura appear. He was holding a huge, flaming chainsaw greatsword in his hand.
"Ah—"
Screams rose and fell, then quickly faded into silence.
When the 24 mercenaries from Team B arrived in the ward area, they saw limbs and internal organs scattered all over the ground. The scene was like hell.
"Damn it! Team A is completely wiped out! Retreat immediately!"
Team B's leader realized the situation was bad and quickly ordered his team members to retreat the way they came.
But at this moment, several grenades were thrown at Team B's mercenaries from different directions.
"Watch out for grenades!"
Continuous explosions shattered the silence of the Gospel Sanitarium.
The mercenaries were all very experienced in combat. At the first moment after the leader issued the warning, they took tactical evasive maneuvers. Plus, their formation was already relatively spread out, so only a few mercenaries were injured, and there were no fatalities.
However, Team B's originally perfect formation was completely disrupted, giving Roy an opportunity.
He still used the two female ghosts from the cursed double daggers as the vanguard. Sadako and Kayako were immune to physical damage, making them the perfect bait.
"Assemble, assemble! Don't scatter! Ah—"
Team B's leader was directing the chaotic team members, trying to restore order. Unfortunately for him, Roy targeted him immediately.
To create greater chaos, the mercenaries' command system had to be eliminated.
So, after saying the above sentence, Team B's leader was decapitated by Roy with his chainsaw sword.
Several mercenaries spotted Roy and immediately focused their fire on him.
Roy used his huge chainsaw sword to block his vital areas, then quickly released the effect of Fear Shadow, instantly throwing these mercenaries into chaos.
Nevertheless, Roy was still hit by several bullets. Fortunately, in his Son of the Devil state, his defense was even more terrifying, and these bullets could only be considered superficial wounds.
Roy quickly rushed towards these mercenaries, his chainsaw sword operating at high speed, cutting them all into pieces as easily as cutting tofu.
"He's over here!"
"Quick, fire!"
More and more mercenaries spotted Roy, but because of the interference of the two female ghosts and the fact that their leader had been killed, they couldn't form an effective organization.
"Face your fear!"
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(End of this chapter)