Tang Wanwan forced herself to suppress her trembling body and carefully made her way step by step toward the stairwell while the monsters were engaged in their battle.
At that moment, the lights in the ship’s ballroom went out with a bang, and a spotlight shone on a corner of the second floor, where a man dressed in a black tuxedo stood with his hand placed on his chest. He wore a clown mask on his face and bowed toward Tang Wanwan, then shouted in an extremely mocking voice, "Welcome to the Blood Feast! My princess!"
Tang Wanwan took a few steps back, and the spotlight went out, but in the next moment, it shone directly on her.
All the demons, who had been killing each other and wandering aimlessly, suddenly rushed toward her.
Tang Wanwan retreated in terror, turned around, and tried to run. She kept calling out to Tianmiao in her heart, but Tianmiao never appeared.
"Hurry!"
Suddenly, someone grabbed Tang Wanwan’s hand and yanked her into the stairwell, locking the escape door’s security bolt as countless banging sounds came from behind, mixed with strange howls.
"Tang Wanwan, are you okay?" Qin Zifeng asked, looking worriedly at the still-frightened Tang Wanwan.
He was holding a phone with the flashlight turned on, and there were also traces of blood on his face, along with Luo Siqing, who stood beside him looking equally terrified.
"Tang Wanwan, are you alright?" Luo Siqing, though frightened, still showed concern for Tang Wanwan.
"I-I’m okay. At least for now. Where’s Kong Hou? Wasn’t she with you? Are you two alright?" Tang Wanwan, too, was scared out of her wits.
"Little Kong Hou suddenly disappeared." Luo Siqing was just as bewildered, "By the time we realized what was happening, everything had changed. People went insane, completely insane!"
Outside, those things are really no different from zombies; they pounce and bite when they hear sounds, and they rush toward light. Some even retain muscle memory to open doors...
"We must find Sister Tian first, only she can save us!" Tang Wanwan said anxiously. Her anxiety and fear were growing. The earlier situation made her realize that everything was targeting her. Why? What was going on?
"Why are you so sure she can save us? Who is she, really?" Qin Zifeng asked the question that had been in his heart for a long time.
"She’s from the Tian Family. You never believed in those mystical practices from history, so I never introduced you to her. Talking about it too much only brings more worries." Tang Wanwan replied urgently, "Sister Tian’s abilities are beyond your imagination. Let’s hurry and find her. Do you still not believe there are strange things in this world?"
"Now I believe it, but are you sure Miss Tian has such great abilities?" Qin Zifeng was skeptical. If Miss Tian was indeed from the Tian Family, could she really save them, and could she truly change this situation?
"Let’s find Sister Tian first and discuss afterward." Tang Wanwan was actually full of doubts, too. When she was about to crash, it was Tianmiao who saved her, and the pills Tianmiao gave her grandfather all indicated Tianmiao’s extraordinary nature. But with such a major event happening now, why hasn’t Tianmiao appeared?
The security bolt couldn’t hold for long, so they decided to check the top deck to see if Tianmiao was there.
Qin Zifeng’s only weapon was a baseball bat picked up in panic, and it wasn’t easy for him to save Tang Wanwan in the process.
The three of them headed directly upward. As they rounded a turn in the staircase, a corpse lying on the ground slowly stood up. Its head was half sliced off, yet it still struggled to attack Tang Wanwan.
Qin Zifeng struck the corpse down with his bat, shaking off the blood as he said, "I knew this person, a former deputy manager at a bank. I never expected..."