Transforming Succubus: Almost Doomsday

The sound of heels striking the floor in their ears became clearer and clearer.

In everyone's eyes, the words "safe exit" suddenly appeared behind the internet café.

"Should we try to confront the boss directly? My strength has recovered. The Summoner can cast the Ice Seal Curse, the Death Cursing can make it display its health bar, plus my Slow Time Domain, we might be able to counter—"

Before Sima Kaoyu could finish the word "counterattack," he suddenly heard a woman's cold snort, full of disdain.

At that snort, Sima Kaoyu suddenly found himself unable to speak.

Zhou Baiyu had the same feeling; his resistance to distortion was high, but for a moment, even he found it difficult to speak.

That wasn't the most terrifying part.

Following the woman's cold snort from outside the door, everyone was afflicted with a random negative status.

For some reason, Xinkui always thought of things that were "causally related"; it was hard to concentrate.

Love Charge, who would normally balk at the idea of fighting five at once, was now overcome with fear, becoming even more afraid and panicked, to the point where his perception was diminished.

Sima Kaoyu's movements became sluggish, and Key Walk Mad became easily irritable.

Zhou Baiyu had it a bit better; his thought process had only slowed down slightly.

He gestured with his eyes to the others.

All understood that the boss might be far more powerful than they had imagined.

Zhou Baiyu could imagine that during their student days, the authority of some beings, the oppressive feeling, was something that made every student feel helpless.

He had his teammates go ahead of him, and as the strongest in terms of attributes, he brought up the rear.

After the four people, including Sima Kaoyu, exited through the internet café's "safe exit," they were all startled.

All around them were various offices, deserted and silent, and their vision instantly dimmed.

Only one light was still on.

"This should be the corridor inside the academic office building. This is probably where the teachers work."

Sima Kaoyu and Xinkui each had their own thoughts.

Exiting through the back door of the internet café, the ironically named safe exit led them back to that twisted school.

They had entered directly into the place students least liked to visit.

Sima Kaoyu, Xinkui, Key Walk Mad, and Love Charge all realized the office with the light on was very important.

They desperately ran toward it, but no matter what, they couldn't close the distance.

They soon discovered the hallway was ridiculously long.

Even though Sima Kaoyu was inflicted with a slowing buff, and everyone deliberately slowed down to wait for him, as a trailblazer, his speed was still faster than normal people.

But the situation now was... no matter how much they ran, at least hundreds of meters, they never drew any closer to that room.

The end of the hallway was clearly in sight, but they just couldn't reach it.

"What the hell is this place?"

Feeling a sense of terror, everyone grumbled internally.

They kept running.

But it seemed as though, because they couldn't run fast enough, the oppressive sound of heels striking the floor began to approach from behind.

Love Charge was scared. Sometimes, the more cowardly a person is, the more they trouble themselves, and the more they shouldn't look back, the more they scare themselves by doing just that and taking a glance.

Turning his head, Love Charge saw a pair of long legs and torn stockings—the lower half of the monster, exuding a seductive aura.

But the upper half of the monster was terrifying.

There was only hair.

One could vaguely see an OL (office lady) outfit, but it was obscured by dense, waist-length hair that covered the entire upper body, as if it were encased in a "cocoon" of hair.

Naturally, there was no face or features to be seen.

The eerie hair thrashed about, and occasionally, when the movement was substantial, one could catch a glimpse of a pair of fleeting, blood-red eyes.

The eyes held greed and contempt, and with just one look, Love Charge suddenly found himself unable to move.

He was the one with the strongest physical fitness besides Zhou Baiyu.

But now, his feet felt as if they were filled with lead, impossible to lift.

The others clearly sensed Love Charge falling behind. In the instant they looked back, Love Charge seemed as if his soul had been snatched away, standing frozen in place.

"Don't stop, don't worry about him, don't look back!"

Zhou Baiyu suddenly shouted.

With his resistance, he bit his tongue, breaking the "female ghost's" imposed rule and managed to speak.

Sima Kaoyu and Key Walk Mad did not slack either.

The two obediently refrained from looking back. If they had, they would have seen Love Charge's body being entangled by numerous threads.

At the same time, those torn stockings wrapped around Love Charge's entire body, as if he was sealed inside a certain layer of "shell."

But to look back would mean they, too, would meet the same fate.

The two exchanged a meaningful glance.

Both were preparing their abilities.

If the enemy made them slow, then they would make the enemy even slower.

If this was a chase, then they would strip the opponent of even the time to chase; Time Spirit Sima Kaoyu had confidence because his profession was truly powerful.

They were indeed proud of his profession.

But they had underestimated the authority of certain things in a school setting.

It was as if in school, they were the complete masters, and as "students," challengers with any ability unrelated to "learning," it was nothing more than a self-imposed distraction.

When Sima Kaoyu finally accumulated enough power, ready to activate the Slow Time Domain...

He suddenly realized his abilities had failed.