"There's someone from the Illuminati on the rooftop," Yan Yibing said with a stern face.

"You all coordinate with Hong Ling and eliminate Infinite Fear as soon as possible. I'll head to the rooftop."

"Be careful, there might be other members of the Illuminati."

"Got it." Everyone nodded heavily and then went their separate ways.

However, not long after Hong Ling and the others parted ways with the captain, another figure in a black robe emerged from the corner.

He blocked the path of the five people, his voice hoarse: "Illuminati's twenty-fourth steward, nineteenth seat, Corpse Craftsman."

"Everyone, we meet again."

"Corpse Craftsman..."

Hearing the name, Zhou Yong and Hong Ling's eyes filled with apprehension.

The previous attack on Jiang Che's school was because the Illuminati had held them back.

Corpse Craftsman stood there quietly, as if nothing had happened here at all.

He said calmly, "We're just here to spread our doctrine. You only need to wait ten minutes, and there's no need for unnecessary casualties."

"......"

"Wait, my ass!"

"You're an Illuminati steward, huh?"

"I'll beat you so bad your mom won't recognize you!"

Zhou Yong summoned a paper figure, "Attack!"

……

……

Meanwhile, on the fifth floor.

"The last screening room." Jiang Che walked towards Screening Room 9 with a grave expression.

Just then, Xiaoman suddenly exclaimed, "Watch out!"

With a loud "bang," a clown over two meters tall smashed through the door of Screening Room 9 and charged out.

He tilted his head, grinning menacingly at Jiang Che, his body covered in blood and bits of flesh.

Two ghastly heads even hung from his waist...

At the same time, centered around the clown, the floor, walls, and ceiling began to rapidly decay, peel, and become mottled.

The terrifying aura emanating from him far exceeded D-level, even within C-level, he was a fearsome existence.

"......"

Jiang Che's face twitched, "This thing is so ugly..."

Xiaoman said, "This guy's true strength is only D-level, but he can enhance his Mystic Power by collecting people's fear."

"There should be quite a few people in this screening room, and they're probably still alive, otherwise he wouldn't be able to collect fear."

The clown let out a creepy "hehehe" laugh, his scarlet eyes fixed on Jiang Che, seemingly searching for an opportunity to attack.

Jiang Che gritted his teeth, gripping his bone knife tightly.

"If those things were thrown into a crowd, wouldn't they be invincible?"

Xiaoman replied, "No, any method of enhancing Mystic Power has a critical point, like inflating a balloon; once it exceeds the limit, it backfires."

"But this thing doesn't seem to have reached that critical point yet..."

Jiang Che swallowed hard.

Already enhanced to C-level, and still not at the critical point?

Is this the true nature of the Uncanny...

After losing the various constraints of the Mystic World, it fully unleashed its nature and abilities.

At that moment, the clown suddenly spoke in a mocking tone.

"Let's play a game..."

……

"Ladies and gentlemen, I can assure you, there will be no more casualties."

"At least not because of the Uncanny outside, or me."

In Screening Room 9, a figure in a black robe stood in front of the giant screen.

His body was completely covered by the black robe, as if he could merge with the surrounding darkness at any moment.

On the screen, a live feed of Jiang Che and the clown was playing.

In the audience, when Jiang Wan saw Jiang Che, she covered her mouth tightly, tears streaming down her face.

At this moment, the black-robed figure, though standing at the bottom, seemed to be high above.

He continued speaking slowly and deliberately.

"The emergence of the Mystic World has caused great turmoil in our human world."

"But what is a human?"

"Biologically speaking, humans are hairless animals that walk upright, but scholars have added another definition... called higher intelligent beings."

"And it is precisely this so-called higher intelligent being that has divided people into different classes."

"The people at the top can enjoy everything this world has to offer."

"These people are called challengers."

"And those at the bottom can't even meet the simplest survival needs."

"These people are called ordinary people."

"I once lived on that level."

"I saw my sister being humiliated by a so-called A-level challenger."

"I saw my parents kneeling before him, begging, but in the end, they couldn't escape death."

"Later, the authorities came."

"If he were an ordinary person, he would have been sentenced to death, but he wasn't."

"A month later, I saw him in the crowd again, living a life better than most people."

"People say the Mystic World is a rotten world, but they never mention how filthy our world is."

"In my view, whether challengers or others."

"We shouldn't be trapped in this dark world... we should fight for the light!"

"Perhaps you think I'm lying, that I'm too radical."

"Then next."

"Let's play a game..."

……

The black-robed figure stepped aside, allowing everyone to see the screen.

On the screen, Jiang Che and the clown were still in a standoff, both waiting for the other to make a mistake, ready to strike.

At this moment, the black-robed figure and the clown seemed to become one, speaking in unison.

"I know you're here to save your sister, but you're not my match."

"Because I can enhance my power through fear, but now, I can give you two choices."

"One, enter this screening room and kill everyone except your sister. Without fear, my power will naturally diminish."

"Then not only can you kill me, but you can also leave safely with your sister. As someone favored by the Uncanny Bureau, they won't hold you accountable for the killings, and you'll be credited for defeating 'Infinite Fear.'"

"Rest assured, the people in the screening room are ordinary, just over three hundred in number. Killing them is no challenge for you."

"......"

"Two, you replace the people inside and die."

"With your life, you can save over three hundred lives, and your name will go down in history."

Inside the screening room, there was a dead silence.

Everyone was waiting for Jiang Che's choice.

From a certain perspective, their lives were now entirely in Jiang Che's hands.

At this moment, Jiang Wan was on the verge of a mental breakdown.

She suddenly screamed hysterically, "No, no, don't hurt Xiao Che!"

"Let me die, let me die in their place, don't hurt him!"

"I'm begging you, please..."

Just then, a force enveloped Jiang Wan.

Her vision went black, and she fainted.

……

Meanwhile.

Jiang Che stared intently at the ugly Uncanny before him.

After hearing what this one said, for some reason, the anger in his heart burned even hotter!

He turned the bone knife, speaking each word deliberately, "There's a third choice."

The clown grinned, "Oh? What choice?"

"The third choice."

Jiang Che took a step forward.

"And that is..."

A terrifying Mystic Power surged within him.

"To kill you!"