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Chapter 387 - 353: Cemetery Guardian

Chapter 387: Chapter 353: Cemetery Guardian

Jiang Xiao’s eyes swam with dizziness, and his brain experienced a stabbing pain as he clutched the photograph in his hand, his expression filled with incredible shock.

Strange?

He couldn’t understand it at all.

The corpse of the woman found in the mortuary, yet under this gloomy tombstone, there was a photograph that seemed to have been placed there long ago.

A feeling of being manipulated by some unseen force surged in his heart, and Jiang Xiao began to suspect that all of this was a carefully crafted maze of deception.

And he himself was the unknowing pawn.

He continued to peruse the documents, trying to piece together complete information with his not-so-smart brain.

Beneath the photograph, a few lines of blurred handwriting caught his eye, seemingly involving transaction records of a mysterious organization and a series of death dates.

From those spider-web-like complex records, Jiang Xiao identified several names directly related to the mortuary.

Could these people’s deaths have some unknown connection to the mortuary?

The Night Watchman, Bao Lebin, and the director, were they merely symbolic on the surface, with something else hidden behind them?

Jiang Xiao’s alertness suddenly heightened; he felt a slight movement nearby.

The wind was swift, the candle extinguished. All around was pitch black, and in the gloomy air, every cell in his body screamed, alerting him to the danger surrounding him.

He swiftly drew the Peach Wood Sword from his waist, cautiously driving away the unknown threat in the darkness.

His heart pounded like a war drum, his entire body trembling with excitement as the blood surged through his veins.

He didn’t like the feeling of being led by the nose; compared to this mindless decoding, he trusted his own fists more.

An ancient saying goes: If the road is impassable, punch your way through!

Time seemed to slow down immensely, and in an instant, a faint noise came from a corner of the basement.

It sounded like frantic applause, yet also like the pained moans at a funeral—the source of the sound was a small door concealed by candlelight.

Jiang Xiao approached silently; the warm air and the faint light from behind the door conveyed a seductive sense of safety.

"I hate this pretended mysterious nonsense; it makes me itch all over."

He took a deep breath, stood with his sword drawn, and with his agile body, he dashed past, breaking through the door.

A bone-chilling cold air, yet with no unusual smell, hit him head-on, the inside sight making him pause.

"This is interesting..."

There were no dangerous traps or enemies lying in wait as he had imagined.

Instead, it was a neat laboratory, various instruments twinkling with the glow of modern technology, on the side table, neatly laid out were documents fresh and red like blood.

On each document, there were detailed information about the deceased and the events that happened before their death.

Those unnamed data mercilessly uncovered what dark methods were hidden behind the end of each life.

In this so-called "burial ground of truth," every life that passed away seemed to be dragged into the vortex of the mortuary.

Who exactly needed to use death to achieve some unspeakable purpose?

His mind buzzed with various possibilities, stirring into masses that disturbed his thoughts.

Putting aside all confusion, he knew he needed to return to the mortuary; perhaps in some corner there, or even on someone, lay the key to the truth.

Jiang Xiao, while organizing the documents, cautiously exited the laboratory, aware that the Tomb Guardian might be lurking in the shadows, watching his every move.

And behind him, the sealed tomb corridor quietly shut, seeming like something stepped on a branch, making a "crack crack" sound.

"That’s a strong stench... something’s not right?"

Jiang Xiao spun around abruptly, only to see a shadow under the light of the instruments appear exceptionally distorted.

It was a creature resembling a spider, but covered with joints like human hands, its eight eyes in the darkness shimmering with a ghostly green glow, like the pupils of some otherworldly creature.

What the hell?!

Anyone who’s been mentally ill knows that not much can shock them.

But the thing in front of them was just too abstract...

Yet, unlike the zombies and Soul Guardians he had imagined, the monster before him didn’t have an "eerie" aura, but rather seemed cultivated by someone.

And it was huge!

Extremely huge, probably four or five times the size of Jiang Xiao.

Its speed was staggering, nearly keeping up with Jiang Xiao’s steps. With every close encounter, one could feel the crackling sound pulling at the air, its robust joints capable of piercing through rock.

"Damn!"

Stabbing it with the Peach Wood Sword was utterly ineffective, as the sword only critically damaged the eerie.

Frustrated, Jiang Xiao tucked the sword back at his waist and decided to engage in hand-to-hand combat.

In the cramped laboratory, Jiang Xiao seemed to dance a deadly dance with this gigantic creature.

"Damn it, you filthy beast, are you even human?!"

The creature and human sensations were different, especially since this damn thing wasn’t sluggish at all and could even see through Jiang Xiao’s poor feints and strategies to move behind it.

The spider-like terrifying creature didn’t reply, but its flickering eyes and curled-up smile indicated that it was not an unintelligent fool; it even let out a mocking laugh at Jiang Xiao.

"Hehehe~"

’Bang!’

"Laugh at your mom!"

With a fierce punch, he forcefully repelled the creature that was several times his size, only stopping when the creature hit the wall, causing numerous rocks to collapse.

The eyes of this spider giant even flashed with human-like surprise and disbelief.

Could this little guy really be this strong?

...

Since Jiang Xiao stepped beneath the tombstone, the live stream in Dragon Country had gone crazy.

Countless viewers saw Jiang Xiao punch back the mountain-like creature, as various expletives seemed to create an illusion.

The visual impact of the scene was simply too immense.

[Resident Evil?]

[What the hell, why do I feel like Jiang is actually the real eerie...]

[Awesome, this punch, even Ultraman would need to flash his lights!]

[Dudes, stop boasting, why do I feel like Jiang can’t really break this creature’s moves.]

It seemed so...

Even though Jiang Xiao was very strong, this giant monster was indeed durable.

Having been hammered for so long, it didn’t seem to show any substantial damage.

On the other hand, Jiang Xiao, in a moment of carelessness, got grazed a few times by the creature’s spider legs, instantly tearing skin and flesh.

But fortunately, his regenerative talent was extraordinary, as wounds would clot within seconds of appearing, and heal within two minutes.

However, continuing this way, it was really uncertain who would win.

So far, Jiang Xiao had not discovered any obvious weaknesses in this monster, a typical high-defense, high-attack, and thick-health-barred big boss.

The only downside was that it was comparatively slower.

But then again, the Spider-Man could afford countless mistakes, but if Jiang Xiao once got his heart or brain pierced by those spider legs, whether he could survive was really questionable.