This thing that reeks of Demon Clan odor made Dong Xiao subconsciously furrow his brows.
Someone formed a Blood Alliance Contract with demons?
This type of contract can prevent anyone from changing the terms within the contract for two hours. Unless the blood alliance is dissolved, during these two hours, everyone’s thoughts will be controlled.
Such esoteric and nearly impossible occurrences bring a signal that must be extraordinarily dangerous.
Yan Bin was only not stripped of his senses because he was enveloped in Dong Xiao’s Phoenix Clan aura; Dong Xiao cannot sense others now, as the Demon Clan power emanating from the Blood Alliance Contract is too strong, isolating Dong Xiao’s perception.
...
While Yan Bin went to knock on Dong Xiao’s door at the same time.
Tang Wanwan was originally holding Kong Hou’s hand, ready to head to the ball when the housekeeper came to remind her that her phone was ringing.
This was Tang Wanwan’s private phone, with no one except family and close friends having the number, so when it rang it had to be an important call.
Tang Wanwan checked her small diamond watch inside her handbag; there were still twenty minutes, so she returned to her room to take the call.
Who knew, when she picked up the phone, no matter how many times she said "Hello," no one spoke. The contact name was ’Dad’, and after a few beeps, her phone screen went completely black, and after multiple attempts, the phone wouldn’t turn back on.
Puzzled, Tang Wanwan suddenly felt a chill, as if a pair of eyes were staring at her from behind. Her intuition was always sharp, and her immediate reaction was to go find Tianmiao.
Just then, the ship tilted sharply, catching Tang Wanwan off guard and causing her to hit the doorknob, knocking her unconscious.
When Tang Wanwan touched the swollen lump on her head and woke up, what appeared before her were countless people shrouded in black smoke on the other side of a floor-to-ceiling glass window.
These people leaned their heads in strange angles, some faces were bruised, their once noble and elegant attire now disheveled, they emitted inhuman wails, relentlessly using their bodies to crash against the glass door.
She wasn’t in her room but in a place she had never seen, standing in front of a glass cabinet, dressed in a luxurious gown, like a doll model capturing the most attention before the cabinet.
What frightened Tang Wanwan even more was that the feeling of being watched returned. This chilling sensation made her tremble.
"Tap... Tap... Tap..."
Seemingly, was it the sound of someone approaching?
Tang Wanwan turned back, but aside from the door behind her and the glass window in front of her, there were no other paths in this room, were there?
Suddenly, a flash of red appeared; a red umbrella fell open from atop the glass cabinet, enveloping Tang Wanwan.
Who could withstand this!!
A scream, apart from this instinctive scream, the amulet on her chest emitted a warm glow, wrapping the trembling Tang Wanwan, which quickly calmed her from the terrifying scene before her.
No way, she needed to find Tianmiao and Kong Hou; only together would they be comparatively safe. Thinking this, she took off her high heels and moved quickly barefoot towards the door; turning the lock twice, it unexpectedly opened. Tang Wanwan bravely pulled the door open.
"Bang!" A corpse fell through the opened door, its mouth agape, face full of astonishment, body rapidly turning black, several gleaming steak knives stabbed into its chest.
The outside walls were smeared with blood, along with bloody handprints left during struggles; bodies lay sprawled everywhere, at least twenty, and some were still chasing each other, battling brutally.