The two paper figures clung to Qin Nuo's face like octopus suckers, forcing him to release Red Shadow with his right hand and quickly grab the two paper figures, crushing them with force.

Sensing the opportunity, Red Shadow seized the wooden sword and slashed swiftly.

Qin Nuo retreated as fast as he could, but his right elbow was still grazed, and a spurt of black blood splattered on the ground.

Qin Nuo withdrew to a short distance away, his right hand split open with a large gash, and black veins, like lines, quickly worked to heal the wound.

"Hmm?" The Blood-Eyed Ghost noticed something, a hint of confusion appearing on its face.

"This time, it's time to end it."

Qin Nuo murmured to himself.

Red Shadow stood up, its body covered densely with paper figures, its eyes wooden yet filled with a murderous intent.

After a pause, it took a step forward, and two flashes of cold light shot out, two bone nails piercing straight through its skull.

But this did not affect it in the slightest, only two paper figures drifted to the ground, consumed by sparks and turning to ash.

Whoosh!!

Li Qianqian suddenly appeared behind Red Shadow, delivering a kick to its head.

Red Shadow only staggered slightly, turning to strike at her with a palm.

Li Qianqian sidestepped, and the water tank behind her took the hit, exploding with a boom, the entire concrete wall shattering, and the stored water gushed out, spreading across the entire rooftop.

In the corner, Xiao Liu watched Red Shadow, swallowing nervously, "This main storyline boss is ridiculously strong, can players really take it down?"

Red Shadow fixed its gaze on Li Qianqian, its murderous intent shifting to her as it charged forward.

Li Qianqian's expression changed, trying to dodge, but her neck was caught by that hand, slammed hard against the wall.

The wall caved in and cracked, and no matter how Li Qianqian struggled, she couldn't break free from the iron grip.

That bit of strength seemed so insignificant in front of Red Shadow.

It raised the wooden sword in its hand, red veins crawling along the blade, writhing like blood vessels.

The sword tip aimed at Li Qianqian.

Qin Nuo stood on the other side, watching calmly.

"You're not going to help?" the Blood-Eyed Ghost asked.

Qin Nuo just shook his head, not answering.

Li Qianqian saw the wooden sword, her pupils contracting, Red Shadow's eyes cold and without hesitation, thrusting the sword down.

With a thud, although the wooden sword was made of wood, it pierced through the reinforced concrete!

But no blood dripped from the blade, and Li Qianqian opened her eyes to find the wooden sword stabbed beside her face, only the edge cutting her cheek, a bit of crimson flowing out.

Red Shadow tilted its head slightly, pulled out the wooden sword, and stabbed at Li Qianqian's head again.

But it missed once more!

Red Shadow pulled back, its arm trembling slightly, trying hard to aim at Li Qianqian.

"Such poor aim?" Xiao Liu's expression was somewhat strange.

The trembling of the arm grew more intense, the paper figures on the sword wailing mournfully, as if urging for slaughter.

Li Qianqian looked into those eyes, her expression showing hesitation, seeing the brilliance deep within those eyes, adding more confusion.

"You won't kill her, stop struggling."

Qin Nuo appeared behind, looking at the increasingly trembling arm, speaking out.

His dark eyes revealed a sharp light, "After all, who could personally kill their own sister?"

These words, like a tranquilizer, instead caused the arm to still and lower.

The hand released Li Qianqian, who collapsed to the ground, coughing twice, looking up at Red Shadow with a puzzled expression.

On Red Shadow's face, several paper figures seemed to suffer some damage, their screams growing louder, the paper bodies shattering and falling to the ground.

Red Shadow revealed half a face, a youthful face, one eye wooden, the other trembling, showing its own emotions.

"Sister."

Li Qianqian looked at that eye, feeling familiar, but still asked, "Do I know you?"

"He is Yanan, my good classmate, or more accurately, Li Yanan."

Qin Nuo stood behind, looking at Yanan's body covered in paper figures.

"He is indeed your brother, but later your family was restructured, your father took your brother, and your mother raised the sister, forming a new family."

The Blood-Eyed Ghost asked, "Where did you get all this information?"

"From the photo frame found at Yanan's house and the camera at Li Qianqian's house, the family members were already indicated."

"With a little thought, it's not hard to guess," Qin Nuo said calmly.

Li Qianqian's pretty face was dazed, "I only remember my grandma, and my parents, they haven't come back for a long time."

"You just lack part of your memory, in fact, many people in Younan Town have incomplete memories."

"The one who deprived you of your memories seems to enjoy playing with others' memories for amusement," Qin Nuo said.

Yanan turned his head stiffly, looking at Qin Nuo, speaking hoarsely, "Qin Feng, why are you... not in that cage."

Qin Nuo shrugged, smiling, "I'm a free man."

Xiao Liu watched this scene, completely bewildered, "What's going on here? They were fighting, and now they're chatting?"

Yanan's body trembled, the half-exposed face twitching, the writhing red veins crawling again.

"Kill me, then take my sister and leave here!"

Yanan spoke, his voice suppressing a kind of violence, trembling uncontrollably, "Otherwise, you'll all die here!"

Qin Nuo shook his head, "The whole school is already sealed, no one can leave."

"Tonight, something is destined to end."

Yanan's eyes were bloodshot, the corners of his mouth grinning, revealing blood-red gums, "You want to fight it?"

"We're all its toys, held in its palm, it can play with us however it wants, don't be delusional!"

"Not trying, that would be the real delusion."

Hiss.

On the railing, several paper figures leaped, two suddenly darting out, attaching to Yanan, covering that face, a mass of red veins seeping into the flesh.

The trembling pupils returned to being wooden.

Yanan stiffened, suddenly turning to slash at Li Qianqian with the sword.

A black light shot out, the Grave Ghost Stone smashing into his head, the terrifying ghost power sending Yanan flying.

"First subdue Yanan," Qin Nuo said.

"Something's not right, we have to leave, we can't keep fighting him!" the Blood-Eyed Ghost said.

"Why? You weren't speaking like this just now, weren't you talking about settling the score?"

"I don't know, just leave!" the Blood-Eyed Ghost's voice was heavy.

Over there, Yanan stood up, holding the wooden sword, stepping forward, a hoarse voice coming from under the paper figures.

"Go..."

His steps halted again, Yanan's sanity frantically resisting, he reached out a hand, grabbing his face, tearing off the paper figures.

The paper figures connected with a mass of red veins, interwoven in the flesh, and as they were torn, a large amount of blood flowed out, staining the other paper figures.

It was like tearing his own flesh, the screams unbearable to hear!

"Now's the time, go!" the Blood-Eyed Ghost urged.

"We can't leave." Qin Nuo shook his head.

Over there, Yanan continued tearing the paper figures from his body, more and more blood seeping out, dripping to the ground.

His hand gripped his face, tearing hard, revealing his face, covered in blood, looking extremely eerie.

"I won't let you control me again, you like manipulating bodies, playing with souls, then I'll destroy both body and soul!"

Yanan shouted hoarsely, suffering not only physical pain but also spiritual torment.

Every paper figure torn from his body was a huge trauma for him.

Qin Nuo watched Yanan's actions, not stopping him.

This was painful, but for him, it was liberation, something he longed for.

"No, stop."

Li Qianqian watched this scene, suddenly speaking out, although she was unfamiliar with Yanan, hearing his painful voice, her heart inexplicably ached, a piercing pain.

She wanted to stop him, but Yanan roughly flung her away.

"You damn bastard, don't think I'll be your puppet again!"

Yanan's voice was hoarse and unrecognizable, his vocal cords seemingly torn.

The Blood-Eyed Ghost said, "This is good, let him end it himself."

Qin Nuo didn't speak, his eyes moving through the surrounding white mist.

After pondering for a moment, he suddenly shouted, "In this situation, aren't you going to show yourself, mysterious principal?"

"After preparing for so long, weren't you waiting for this show?"

In the hazy white mist, a sinister chill permeated.

This silence didn't last long, a voice came from the white mist.

"Tsk, how boring."

"I thought my most cherished puppet would put on a spectacular fight for me, but it turned out to be so disobedient."

The voice carried a hint of disappointment.

Then, not far away, several paper figures of Tang Rou on the railing slowly revealed a figure.

Li Qianqian and Xiao Liu were drawn to it.

Seeing this person, both were stunned.

Xiao Liu opened his mouth, "What's going on?"

On the railing, Atu stood with hands in pockets, a mocking smile on his face, looking down at Qin Nuo and the others.

He was satisfied with the expressions on Xiao Liu and Li Qianqian's faces.

But seeing Qin Nuo's always calm expression, Atu squinted his eyes, smiling, "You don't seem surprised?"

Qin Nuo's expression was indifferent, "You were already on the top of my suspect list, what's there to be surprised about?"

"Then in the bathroom..."

"In the bathroom, your vivid performance, heartfelt lines, were indeed brilliant, even deserving of full marks."

Atu put away his smile, "Then why didn't you act?"

"Seeing you act so earnestly, how could I bear to, isn't it better to watch you perform quietly? Besides, I guess you were confident, thinking your superb acting completely fooled me."

Qin Nuo shrugged, revealing a smile, a smile with a hint of obvious mockery.

Atu's face turned cold, the corners of his mouth suddenly curling into a cold smile, "Really unlikable."

"Whether it's Qin Feng or you, seeing this face, I just hate it!"