Heart of the Faceless

[Heart of the Faceless]

[Quality: Cursed Object]

[Curse: It can be linked to the heart of a specified target, but requires a large amount of blood to feed daily.]

[Description: Every part of a powerful Faceless contains a curse, especially their heart. After you hear the sound of your own heartbeat, you need to be careful, because it's probably no longer your heart...]

Lynne: "!!!"

The old woman laughed grimly: "If you want someone to die, just think about them in your heart, and then deal with this heart in the most vicious way. You will harvest great joy, hehe——"

Lynne was instantly horrified. Indeed, not many things carried by this old woman are ordinary. This heart is definitely a big weapon in terms of effects. But inevitably, the cost of using it should also be extremely high.

Soon, the old woman disappeared into the fog ahead, pulling her cart bit by bit.

Watching the old woman leave, Lynne looked at the beating heart in his hand, his eyes were strange. His bizarre collection is growing. This trade is absolutely worth it. This scavenger passes by the shop every morning, definitely, a friendly NPC that can exchange various items regularly!

When the monsters delivering goods every week arrived, Lynne paid a large amount of skull coins and replenished the store's inventory. Calculating the time, tonight, or by tomorrow, his master should be back.

Back at the counter, Lynne quietly awaited the arrival of today's first customer.

Outside the door, the black fog surged. And at this moment.

Bang bang bang——

Three knocks on the door were heard.

Lynne immediately raised his head, with a professional smile on his face, "Welcome..."

The soul fire hanging on the doorpost flickered violently.

Lynne's pupils contracted. Because such violent flickering of the soul fire indicates that the visitor's level is definitely not low.

Outside the door, a woman in a red evening gown was standing smilingly at the threshold, wavy curls spilling down her back, a charming woman who seemed to drain you with just one glance.

"Boss, wish you a prosperous business."

[Blood-clad Evil Spirit]

[Level: ???]

[Alignment: Chaotic Evil]

[Combat Ability: She will hollow you out bit by bit.]

[Description: The twisted aggregate wandering in the Dark World, never be attracted by their beautiful figures, or what awaits you will be a nightmare…]

Lynne saw the panel of the woman before him. The woman was holding a covered plate in her hand, and faint whiffs of a meaty aroma could be smelled from it.

Lynne heightened his vigilance, though his face remained calm, saying: "Hello, is there anything discomforting you, dear guest, that requires treatment?"

The Blood-clad Evil Spirit had a particularly radiant smile, revealing a row of unnervingly pristine teeth between her crimson lips, invoking an inexplicable, eerie feeling.

She casually flicked her curls, coquettishly saying with myriad charms: "I am not feeling discomfort. As I just moved to this street this morning, I planned to visit my neighbors. You should… surely not mind my visit?"

She delicately licked her crimson lips.

[Lynne's Sanity -1]

Lynne was acutely aware that, in this Dark World, monsters that seemed normal were the most dangerous. And the woman before him emitted a conspicuously ominous aura.

"Welcome, certainly welcome!" Lynne's smile remained unchanged on his face.

Simultaneously, he surreptitiously positioned the revolver and the heart where he could swiftly grab them from beneath the counter.

"Please come in; Bloodsaw Potion Shop welcomes any friendly neighbors."

For such creatures, whose levels were entirely indiscernible, the soul lamp outside the door would fundamentally be of little use. If he truly harbored malice, no stopping would avail.

The woman, with a face full of smiles and a swaying graceful figure, stepped over the threshold. And almost at the same time, a system prompt resounded next to Lynne's ear.

[Ding! You've triggered the task: Survive.]

[Task Objective: Before the malevolence of the Blood-clad Evil Spirit reaches 100%, maintain your sanity above "0", ensuring her malevolence doesn't reach 100%, enduring for 30 minutes.]

[Task Reward: 500 Skull Coins, +200 Experience, +1 Special Reward]

Almost instantaneously, Lynne's heart tightened.

Indeed. This evil spirit bore ill intentions. Moreover, the task triggered was the terrifying "Survive", a crisis seemingly parallel to the one last night. He was quite clear, had he done nothing last night, That headhunter would have consumed all the residents of Wandering Soul Lane, a scenario denoting immense crisis.

What about this woman? She didn't seem to be an Origin-level monster, but if she wished to annihilate him, it would naturally be effortless.

"Boss, you don't seem like a native around here?"

The woman gracefully seated herself on a stool before the counter, her chin resting on her hand, a lingering smile and a charming gaze fixated on Lynne.

"Aren't you afraid, of being consumed by some unfriendly customers?"

Her finger gently traced in front of Lynne's chest, utterly enchanting.

[Lynne's Sanity -10]

However, Lynne immediately regained his composure. With a professional smile on his face, he swiftly unsheathed the boning knife left by his teacher, smilingly said: "I do harbor some fears, but a doctor's duty is to heal and save. Even in fear, as long as one is my patient, I must treat them seriously. This is the principle of being a doctor."

[Ding! Current crisis level 51%]

The woman flirtatiously blinked, her laughter as sweet as the breath of orchids, saying: "How interesting, what if… one is not a patient? And what if… I want to consume you?"

She gently blew a breath at Lynne, whispering like someone sweet-talking beside the ear.

[Ding! Current crisis level 61%]

Maintaining his composure with a smile, Lynne seriously responded: "Impossible, Miss. You're so beautiful, surely your heart is as exquisite as your appearance. A lady as beautiful and elegant as you, even when dining, would definitely do so with the dignity and grace of nobility."

[Ding! Current crisis level 56%]

"Quite the sweet talker."

The woman charmingly laughed, her finger gracefully gliding across her lips, asking: "Do you really find me beautiful?"

"Absolutely!"

"And now, do you still find me beautiful?"

In that instant, under Lynne's gaze, the woman's face slowly split open from the middle. Her face still bore the same smile. And from the fleshly fissure, emerged rows of sharp, inverted teeth, one by one, viscous and foul tentacles squeezed out from that split face. At the same time, a strong stench mixed with the scent of blood emanated from her body.

[Lynne's Sanity -30!]

"Do you still find me… beautiful now?"

From the chilling crevice of the grotesque face, came the sticky, jeering laughter.

[Ding! Current crisis level 81%]

[Ding! Current crisis level 85%]

[Ding! Current crisis level 90%]

Slowly, as the crisis level sharply elevated, the ghost woman with the split face was inching closer and closer to Lynne's face. That sticky and hoarse voice also came nearer and nearer.

"Am I… truly beautiful?"

Gradually, the horrific visage was now less than five centimeters away from Lynne's face, the viscous tentacles and sharp barbs nearly enveloping Lynne. And it was at this critical juncture.

Muah~~

Lynne planted a kiss on her.

"…"

"…"