Infinite: Dawn Game

Chapter 659 She's Gone Mad

Although the woman's facial features were distorted and purplish-red due to being upside down and congested with blood, one could still discern her original appearance upon closer inspection.

—It was that waitress who had given directions to Yu Shijiu and Xu Han by the dance floor.

She's a girl who looks no older than twenty... or perhaps, someone who's a younger sister.

Yu Shijiu felt a chill run down his spine. He felt that the girl named Wu Huimin's bloodshot, swollen, and bulging eyes were staring straight at him, as if she were asking for help or wailing.

"God..."

The surrounding temperature dropped several degrees again, and the crowd kneeling and kowtowing at Wu Huimin's head once again let out dense, trembling cries for help.

"...I offer this sacrifice to your most beautiful body...You are the most benevolent and kind..."

The faint humming sound rang in everyone's ears once again, and Yu Shijiu's ears began to sting.

He continued to gaze at Wu Huimin, who was hanging upside down in front of him, enduring the pain of his eardrums being pierced as he slowly looked upwards.

The girl's pure white dress was tied to the "pillar" with ropes. A bloody gash was cut open on her slender, pale ankle. Thick, scarlet blood flowed out and dripped from the gash, gradually staining the hem of her dress red.

Yu Shijiu found it somewhat irritating; he found the ritual, which clearly selected the vulnerable as human sacrifices, extremely repulsive.

It wasn't simply disgust at this kind of ignorance and ridiculousness... but rather a kind of hatred that had always existed in his heart, seemingly being gradually aroused and on the verge of erupting at any moment, beginning to sweep through his brain.

What kind of emotion is this?

Yu Shijiu couldn't say it.

All he knew was that he wanted to go forward and kill all those ignorant, selfish, and twisted people kneeling before him!

"...Hehe...hehe..."

Just as Yu Shijiu was enduring the pain and stepping forward, she suddenly heard a girl's playful laughter.

Yu Shijiu paused, looking up at Wu Huimin, who appeared to have lost all signs of life, perched on a pillar.

Wu Huimin, who was hanging upside down, seemed to have regained her senses at some point. Her bulging eyes darted around in their sockets, and her expression was both crazed and terrifying.

"You...you will all die...all of you...everyone will die...die...die die die...hehe...die..."

Yu Shijiu frowned unconsciously. He could sense that Wu Huimin's words were not just directed at the "people" kneeling on the ground, but at... everyone on this ship.

Just as Yu Shijiu was pondering the meaning of those words, the "crowd" who had been kneeling on the ground and kowtowing stopped chanting their prayers and suddenly stood up and walked toward Wu Huimin.

"nonsense!"

A burly man in the crowd pointed at Wu Huimin on the pillar and roared:

"We only need one person to die to save us all! Why can't we just accept it?! Why do we have to resist?!"

This remark displeased Yu Shijiu. He turned his head to look at the "man" pointing at Wu Huimin, his eyes narrowing slightly.

This person's figure...it looks kind of familiar...

"...Hehe...die...die...hehehe..."

Wu Huimin, however, seemed to have long lost her rationality as a "human being," constantly emitting laughter and curses.

"Shut up!"

The burly man roared and slapped Wu Huimin across the face, so hard that several of her teeth fell out.

Gululu——

The sound of crumpled teeth rolling around was a hundred times louder than it had been at that moment, and Yu Shijiu's brain was buzzing with pain. After a few seconds, he managed to steady himself and slowly lowered his head.

A few blood-stained teeth, still streaked with fleshy blood, were stuck to the wool at Yu Shijiu's feet, covered by a thin layer of white wool, a shocking sight.

"Hee hee hee……"

Despite having several teeth knocked out, Wu Huimin laughed even louder. She stared at the burly man so close to her, her mouth, full of blood, gradually opening wide, and spat a mouthful of bloody saliva at him.

The burly man was so frightened that he took a step back, but then felt that taking a step back was too cowardly, so he hesitated and stood still.

"...She's gone mad."

Another man in the crowd said in a hoarse voice, "She's completely gone mad... It seems God has taken her brain and body..."

The man burst into manic laughter: "Hahaha, great! Excellent! God is willing to take her brain and body—it must have heard our cries for help!"

"quick!"

The man crawled on his knees and quickly approached the burly man who was standing still. He grabbed the man's trouser leg and his knuckles turned white from the force.

"Hurry up!"

The man screamed maniacally, "Slit her throat! Slit her throat! Slit her throat!"

"After we bleed enough... God, the Sea God will surely stop this storm! Then we can return home! We can return home!!!"

"..."

The burly man's body swayed as he was pulled, and he irritably pulled his trouser leg out of the other man's hand, without arguing or showing any reluctance.

"Where's the knife?"

The man shouted, "Where did the knife I used to cut her Achilles tendon go?!"

"..." Among the crowd whose features were indistinct, a slender woman with short hair swayed slightly, gently smoothing the stray hairs on her cheeks.

"...There is no scientific basis for this."

The short-haired woman's voice was filled with suppressed fear and trembling:

"The sea god is a completely impossible thing... You, you are killing people... You are killing people, do you know that?"

As she spoke, she unconsciously took a step back.

The ringing in Yu Shijiu's ears gradually disappeared. He bent down to pick up the bloodstained teeth stuck to his feet and looked at the short-haired woman's feet.

Something was reflecting light behind the short-haired woman's feet.

"Tsk."

The burly man scoffed: "Murder? So what if we kill people? Haven't we killed enough people? Oh, no, haven't we witnessed enough mentally ill people committing suicide?"

He looked around. "Where's the knife?! Do I have to go back to the cabin and get another one?!"

Come up?

"...Hehehe...die...die...you have to die..."

Wu Huimin's off-key voice echoed in his ears, and the noisy exchanges between the burly man and the short-haired woman made Yu Shijiu's head throb.

Yu Shijiu gripped the tooth in his hand tightly—the sharp part of the tooth pierced into his flesh, and the fine stinging pain slowly cleared his mind a little.

Why bring it up?

This isn't the second deck—wait? Not the second deck, or even the first deck?!

Yu Shijiu's heart stirred, and he looked carefully at the surroundings wrapped in pure white wool.

Through some gaps not covered by wool, he saw a completely unfamiliar environment outside the wool.

If it's not the first or second deck... then it must be the third deck, which they haven't been to.