Infinite Flow: Becoming a God in a Nightmare Game

Chapter 228 Paper Man

Lead-gray clouds devoured the sky at a visible speed, plunging the entire region into suffocating darkness as the air pressure plummeted.

The asphalt road surface gleamed with a wet sheen, and raindrops, about to fall, hung suspended in the air.

Just as the dark clouds were about to completely close in, a pale crescent moon pierced through the crack in the clouds.

The moonlight reflected a cold, sharp light off the building's edges, like an icy blade left behind by a god, carving a dark blue wound in the deathly silence before a storm.

The paper money swirled in the cold wind, sticking to the car body. Lu Xue saw half a piece of paper money on her shoulder in the rearview mirror.

Just as she was about to reach out to pull him away, Lin Wanchu suddenly grabbed her wrist: "Xiaoxue, don't move."

Before the words were finished, the ear-piercing sound of fingernails scratching at the glass came from outside the car.

Jiang Qi turned his head and saw that the paper children who had been carrying the sedan chair had somehow gotten close to the car body, moving at an astonishing speed.

Their empty eyes stared straight at them, some even pressing their rough faces against the car window.

Lu Zhi, covered in paper money, climbed onto the roof of the car, his voice extremely calm, "Grab my hand and get on the roof."

First Jiang Qi, then Lu Xue and Lin Wanchu were dragged out by their arms.

Just as the four people gathered on the roof of the car, the entire car suddenly emitted a sickening metallic twisting sound.

The roof of the car became the only place they could stand. Looking around, all that could be seen on the ground were paper figures, making it impossible to find a foothold.

The car body has become the only isolated island at this moment.

The air was filled with the metallic tang and the salty, earthy smell of metal.

They seemed to be stuffed into a sealed metal can, even their breath smelled of rust.

The leaves of the roadside trees curled upwards, revealing their grayish-white undersides, like thousands of hands praying to the gods.

Jiang Qi frowned slightly. This kind of thing was one of the most troublesome and eerie ghosts, always following him around.

Lu Xue, who was in Lin Wanchu's arms, suddenly covered her mouth, her voice trembling.

"Achu, my foot..."

Lin Wanchu quickly looked down and saw that three pale fingers were wrapped around Lu Xue's slender ankle.

The paper figure's arm, clearly made of Xuan paper, gleamed with a jade-like luster under the moonlight.

Lin Wanchu was right at the edge of the car, so the paper figure should have grabbed her instead of Lu Xue.

She didn't dare to move rashly, but fortunately the paper figure's arm was only holding onto Lu Xue's ankle.

"Xiaoxue, don't be nervous, I'll help you get rid of it in a bit."

Lu Zhi stood in front of the three of them, a cold wind blowing his hair and the hem of his black trench coat fluttering.

"Brother, I can handle these paper figures by myself."

Lu Zhi tried to lean out, but Jiang Qi immediately pulled him back and sternly stopped him.

"Don't be stupid!"

Lu Zhi disregarded his grievances and obediently withdrew his foot.

Jiang Qi realized that his tone was a little harsh, so he reached out and touched Lu Zhi's hair.

This time the danger was extraordinary, and he did not want Lu Zhi to put himself in danger.

The paper sedan chairs that were originally scattered by the roadside suddenly rose into the air, and sixteen paper children stepped on the void and approached step by step.

The features painted with vermilion on their faces are melting, and the crimson paint meanders down the pale paper, looking like flowing blood and tears under the moonlight.

Lin Wanchu's face went numb, and she muttered under her breath, "Damn it, why are we doing this again?"

They could only watch helplessly as the car gradually became transparent.

Countless paper figures are emerging from the ground, their slender arms piercing through the metal casing, swaying inside the carriage like seaweed.

"Since they are paper figures, they must be afraid of fire."

As if sensing their conversation, the paper children suddenly let out a shriek.

The sound waves shattered the car windows, and Lu Xue nearly fell off the roof.

At the critical moment, Jiang Qi took out a lighter from his shirt pocket. The instant the eerie blue flame licked the paper money, the paper figures pressed against the car window suddenly leaned back in unison.

Under the bright gaze of the paper figure, the burning paper money fell into the pile of paper money, and the fire spread.

Jiang Qi's eyes were calm, but his pupils reflected the raging fire.

Lu Zhi then threw the burning paper money towards the back of the car, and sparks exploded in the night wind, creating a dazzling trail.

The paper figures emitted a shrill cry like a baby's wail, and a dozen pale figures instantly retreated three meters away.

Lu Xue's eyes lit up. "They were forced back."

But before everyone could catch their breath, the burning ashes suddenly condensed into a vortex in mid-air, and the paper sedan chair moved faster and faster.

Lin Wanchu tightly protected Lu Xue, her expression suddenly changing: "We underestimated them, some of the paper figures are not..."

Before the words were finished, the nearest paper doll suddenly burst into flames, and eerie green fire swept in along the trail of powder.

Lu Zhi led Jiang Qi and the other two to rush towards the front of the car. He smelled the burnt smell of his own hair.

While catching his breath, Jiang Qi noticed that all the paper children's eyes were focused on Lu Xue.

He slowly turned his head and said unhurriedly.

"Xiaoxue, they're after you."

Lu Xue suddenly ripped open her pants, revealing a bluish-black handprint that was bleeding from beneath her ankle.

Her face turned deathly pale; a burning pain was shooting through that spot.

Lin Wanchu stretched out her arm and reached towards the black handprint, while using her other arm to firmly hold Lu Xue in her arms.

Damn it, the items and talents in nightmare games are completely useless in the real world.

Lu Zhi looked up and was face-to-face with the nearest paper figure.

In the blink of an eye, the paper figure vanished into thin air.

"We absolutely cannot sit idly by and wait to die. We'll fight our way out later."

Jiang Qi's voice remained steady as he straightened up from Lu Zhi's embrace, a dagger now in his hand.

"At this rate of fire spread, the car will explode in five minutes."

“I’ve calculated the distance; we need to be at least 50 meters away to the left to avoid being affected.”

Lin Wanchu and Lu Xue said in unison, "Okay!"

Then, Lu Xue took out a utility knife, and Lin Wanchu rushed out with a folding knife.

"We'll fight our way out first, Jiang Ge, you and Lu Zhi will cover the rear."

The little tentacles behind Lu Zhi were already itching to move.

The roof of the car began to collapse, and the paper figure's arms wrapped around it like vines.

As one paper head after another rolled to Jiang Qi's feet, the nearest paper figure suddenly grew three feet tall, revealing stark white bones beneath the rotting silk.

Lu Zhi's tentacles bound the paper figure's restless body. Jiang Qi grabbed a dagger and slashed at the back of the paper figure's neck, but the blade felt as if it were cutting into cotton, making no impact.

Some of the paper figures that were afraid of fire were swept away by the fire and burned to ashes.

As soon as Jiang Qi and Lu Zhi killed one paper figure, another one would pounce on them.

Jiang Qi shook off the paper figure on his right that seemed to pounce on its prey like a hungry tiger. Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, but his eyes remained fixed on the bridal sedan chair.

Hopefully, Lin Wanchu and Lu Xue will be faster than them.

Killing paper figures is far from enough; the root cause is this sedan chair.

The moment I understood, space suddenly distorted.

The bright red wedding sedan chair had been transformed into a vermilion lacquered coffin.

Seven silver nails were driven into the coffin lid, each wrapped with a blood-soaked red rope.

Lin Wanchu and Lu Xue finally broke through the encirclement, and the two of them had almost wiped out most of the paper figures.

However, Jiang Qi and Lu Zhi were still surrounded by the paper figures.

Lu Xue, supporting herself on her knees and slightly out of breath, calculated that there was only one minute left.

Fortunately, Jiang Qi and Lu Zhi arrived at the last second.

"Bang—" A car in the distance burst into flames.

At the same moment, Lin Wanchu and Lu Xue tacitly covered each other's ears.

However, Lu Xue's ears were still ringing.

Seeing the paper doll blown away, her heart finally settled down and she relaxed.