My Healing Game Chapter 945

Chapter 946 Me and My Sins

If sin has a color, it must be black, because after my eyes were gouged out, the world I saw became this color.

Inferiority and timidity, these emotions seem to be attached to me from birth. No matter how hard I try, I can't deceive myself. I can only hide them in my heart and pretend that I don't care.

But as I grew older, they did not disappear, but instead formed a seed that took root in my dirty, damp, dark soul.

Its roots spread through my veins, wrapped around my heart, twisted every nerve in me.

I have a lot of special ideas, such as bullying myself and punishing my cowardly me with pain; or hurting others and letting my dark poisonous stalks crawl all over their happy faces.

Domination, coercion, threat, when I deprive them of their lives, I seem to feel a false freedom, which is an illusion of getting rid of the shackles of fate, and only at that time, my tense nerves will be relieved a little, It is like smoking a cigarette when one is extremely tired.

I don't have a particularly strong desire to kill, I can only say that compared to other things happening in this world, I don't hate killing...

The butcher's knife painted with butterfly patterns was aimed at the back of Shen Luo's head. The man standing in the thirty-one black boxes was about to drop the knife when he heard footsteps coming from the passage.

He finished his contemplation, turned and looked towards the exit, and a young man walked out of the faint light.

It was his most perfect work, and his most failed work.

"Han Fei."

Almost at the same time, Han Fei who entered the 18th floor of the basement also confirmed one thing. The man standing in the thirty-one black boxes was the happy body.

The twin flowers have withered, Gao Cheng's soul is gone, he laughs wildly and gives up everything to prepare to become unspeakable, and the people left behind are Gao Xing and Han Fei.

At the end of his life, he could see the work he was satisfied with, the man smiled, he slowly waved the tip of the knife, and said to all the masked subordinates around him: "Kill him."

Three simple words, but it seems to be an irresistible rule in this world. Members of the three major criminal organizations charged with crimes are walking towards the exit. After Han Fei heard those three words, his heart throbbed for a while, and all kinds of suicidal thoughts came out of his mind. If he hadn't been extremely determined, he might have started to crazily self-mutilate by now.

Among the unspeakable ghosts and creatures, the human heart is just a toy. Except for a very small number of people, most living people are unable to resist Gao Xing's orders, and this is after Xing Xing lost the shrine.

"Both of you leave this floor immediately." Han Fei was worried that the staff and Assistant Tao would be bewitched, so he told them to stay away as soon as possible.

In the face of the unspeakable, the number is meaningless, and dangerous weapons will become a tool to slaughter teammates. Only those who can resist the intrusion of the unspeakable spiritual level are qualified to stop it.

"Brother Huang, don't shoot lightly, protect yourself from behind." Han Fei had already set his posture, and he had never fought against so many people at the same time, but his goal was not to knock everyone down, but to rush out They surrounded, took away the sacrifices in the black box, and disrupted the ceremony.

"Can you do it alone?" Huang Ying guarded Han Fei's back.

"Probably." Sprinting forward, Han Fei took the initiative to attack, as if he had not a greedy personality, but a fearless personality.

Although there were a large number of masked killers, their physical fitness and combat ability were far from Han Fei's, and they also needed to guard the black box so that the "sacrifices" in the black box were not destroyed.

Han Fei didn't have a weapon in his hand, but under the "training" of all kinds of ghosts, his whole body could be used as a weapon. His moves were deadly, and he didn't give the opponent a second chance at all.

As long as the opponent continues to reduce staff, the number of perverted killers guarding the black box will decrease. In order to keep the black box, they have to be constantly distracted.

The man standing in the center of the black box stared at Han Fei. In his impression, Han Fei was just a substitute for laughing wildly, a "vessel" used to carry the black box, but who would have thought that this "vessel" had grown to the present this point.

Almost immune to indescribable abilities, no loopholes in spiritual will, rich experience in displaying, can be one against ten.

Compared with Han Fei, the core members of the three major criminal organizations were a little weaker. Those perverted killers who usually kill wantonly and play with their lives have now become prey and toys in the hands of others.

If it drags on, more accidents will happen. The man withdrew his gaze and prepared to start the ceremony with all his heart.

The butterfly butcher knife in his hand landed on the back of Shen Luo's head, and amidst Shen Luo's screams, the tip of the butcher knife went inward little by little.

The blood flowed on the butcher's knife, and beautiful patterns like butterfly wings appeared on the surface of Shen Luo's skin. Shen Luo did possess part of the remaining consciousness of the dream, and there had been no mistakes up to this point.

As the point of the knife continued to descend, Shen Luo's face, which was completely distorted by the pain, suddenly began to change. His lips parted to the sides, and the piercing screams gradually turned into hysterical laughter!

His eyes were full of excitement, Shen Luo raised his hand wrapped in chains, and grabbed the man's clothes, as if he was suffering from the most serious masochism, he laughed crazily.

The man's hand holding the knife stopped, and the butterfly pattern did not find any foreign objects in Shen Luo's brain. This unlucky guy was full of bad luck, but he was naturally optimistic. He never felt despair in his heart, and he never even felt that he was unlucky. Just a little unlucky.

"Did the dream abandon me? Or did you plot against me?" The man looked at Shen Luo, who was laughing wildly. Hearing the piercing laughter, he thought of that blood-red night many years ago.

In order to avenge Fu Sheng, unspeakably wanted to destroy Fu Sheng's hope, the only surviving child at that time laughed wildly in the blood of other children like Shen Luo.

The man was the last one to leave. He didn't kill the child. Out of malice deep in his heart, he wanted to make that child live in despair forever, like him, and become the monster he hated the most.

"Do you like to laugh?" The man grabbed Shen Luo's neck. He heard this desperate and crazy smile before. The sacrifice is enough to connect to that world."

The dim light came on, and the man personally opened the secret door leading to the nineteenth floor of the basement, and the huge black box that Han Fei had seen in the memory shrine appeared.

Different from the pure black in the memory world of the shrine, there are faint blue light spots emerging from the inside of the black box in reality, like the aurora in the dark night, illusory and extremely shocking.

The man dragged Shen Luo towards the huge black box, and the ghosts covering the Yongsheng Building began to shrink, and the operation of the black box was also interfered with. What was even more frightening was that the man's body was merging with the black box little by little.

He doesn't seem to exist from the beginning, but everyone can see him, and everyone who sees him will be affected by him, and the monster suppressed in his heart is released and becomes crazy.

One after another, nightmares emerged from the man's body, and Han Fei, who was fighting in the distance, was somewhat indistinguishable. Is this reality?

That man poured everything he had left into the black box, and the unspeakable power merged with the black box imitated from the black box. He seemed to regard this huge black box as his shrine in reality.

"I will take all my sins with me and usher in a new life."

The crimes on his body were scattered into a nightmare, and the scene in front of him was like the world seen by a severely mentally ill patient.

The thirty-one small black boxes surrounding the black boxes on the nineteenth floor were opened by members of the three major criminal organizations in a fixed order.

The first box contained the specimen of the butterfly corpse. The extremely ugly child was easily crushed by the nightmare and disappeared into the black box. Then there was the black box with the No. 2 brain. The other black boxes were optional for Han Fei, but this box He has to take it down.

He had been moving towards number two's box from the beginning, and now he finally got his chance.

With a tacit understanding, part of the laughing will hidden in Shen Luo's mind is also always paying attention to No. 2's brain. Originally, Shen Luo was about to be pulled into the black dream, and immature hands seemed to appear behind him. Those **** children grabbed Shen Luo with their arms and dragged him to the place where the No. 2 brain was.

Seeing that Shen Luo was about to escape, the murderers nearby hurried over to stop him. Shen Luo was a sacrificial offering. They could torture Shen Luo, but they absolutely couldn't kill him before the ceremony was completed.

Huang Ying, who had never made a move, saw that Han Fei was desperate, so he rushed over.

Compared with those murderers, Huang Ying had very little experience in killing. He had only received some special training from Han Fei in the deep world.

The front is not the opponent of those murderers, but Huang Ying has an ability that they don't have. The nightmare that shrouds the black box can't affect him in any way, as if he himself is a part of the nightmare.

The two sides fought fiercely around No. 2's brain, and the sacrifices in other boxes were thrown into the black box one by one.

The breath of despair keeps gathering, like a bait, to fish out another world.

Each of the "items" in the thirty-one boxes has experienced the deepest despair, and each of them was carefully selected and cultivated by Dream, in order to become the most desperate person and qualified to inherit the black box.

The large amount of negative emotions obtained by sacrificing them blended with the nightmare in the black box. The dreamy blue light spot disappeared, and the nightmare and despair were entwined, forming the black dream that Han Fei had seen in the memory shrine.

The ground under his feet was covered with black dreams, turning into a pitch-black mirror, and what was reflected in the depths of the mirror was not reality, but endless night.

Many people see that world in reality for the first time, and they can be sure that that world exists, but there is a long distance between that world and reality, and this distance is extremely difficult to bridge even if it is indescribable.

A person's despair in the world falls into a black dream, and the bridge of despair in the dream is built. For them, it seems that the deep world is their real home.

Every time a soul filled with negativity and despair is overwhelmed, a part of the bridge to the deep world is stretched forward.

But unlike in the memory world of the shrine, the bridge was only half built this time. Under Han Fei's frenzied killing, a full thirteen boxes were preserved.

At this time, Han Fei was also seriously injured, but this aroused his ferocity instead. It is not known whether the talent of Midnight Butcher with less blood and higher attributes was triggered, or some other unknown reason, Han Fei's performance Any perverted murderer would be terrifying.

He is like the most terrifying and cruel demon in the world, but in order to become the worst person in the world, he chooses to kill all other bad guys in the world.

Fewer and fewer subordinates were brought into the eighteenth floor of the basement. The man in the black dream watched everything silently. His most anticipated day was ruined, but the strange thing was that he didn't show any sadness.

"Once again, fate did not develop in the direction I imagined. It has always been like this, and I have long been used to it." The man gathered indescribable strength, which was the foundation of his existence in the end: "However, I will never give up to you." Fate bows its head, and I will respond to all injustices in the cruelest way."

The power of sin is accumulated in the black box, and the happy life is constantly filled into the black dream.

"Han Fei, have you forgotten that my despair is still here?" The man looked at another twin flower in the world: "I guessed that you would come to stop me, but I want to tell you that Fu Sheng chose to destroy, All his final ending is destruction; you chose Fu Sheng, so your ending must also be destruction."

All the sins are pouring towards the bridge that connects the world. A man must use his soul to pave the way, and it is unspeakable to give everything. This is the last thing he will do.

"Fu Sheng can't walk the road, and you can't either. It's like you think you can stop me so that the disaster won't break out." The man seemed to be telling Han Fei something on purpose: "You have entered my memory shrine , have seen the future I most expect to happen, do you think the future I most expect is the fusion of the deep world and reality, where ghosts control the world?"

"Isn't it?" Han Fei wiped off the blood on his body and stood in front of No. 2's box.

"Have you noticed one thing, in the future I most expect, I can't see anything related to dreams, and I can't find any trace of its existence?" The man's figure began to become illusory: "I most expect My future is a world of ruin, death, despair, and no dreams. There, I got rid of it completely."

Dream Will seems to have other plans, and Gao Xing seems to have really been regarded as an abandoned child.

The unspeakable despair turned into a bridge, and the bridge built by sins could not touch the deep world in the end, but the man was not going to stop there.

He wants to ignite his soul, consciousness, memory, everything, and use everything that cannot be said to make the last attempt.

The moment when the soul will be scattered is about to come, the man suddenly laughed, it seems that he has never encountered such a happy thing in his life.

The figure of the man became more and more illusory. At this time, a smart butler suddenly staggered towards Heimeng. She seemed not used to that body yet, because she was too anxious, she fell to the ground.

Arms forward, she crawled awkwardly towards where the black box was.

In fact, the man had already discovered the smart housekeeper following Han Fei. He watched the other party crawl like a bug in despair, and approached him a little bit.

The smile on his face slowly disappeared, and he silently watched the woman, nightmares, despair, pain, any negative emotions could not stop her.

"Don't look at me with that guilty and distressed look." The man seemed to be offended, and he who could laugh at death suddenly became irritable.

The consciousness hidden in the smart housekeeper didn't stop, and it climbed tenaciously to the unspeakable level that all the perverted murderers in Xinhu were afraid of.

The distance between the two is getting closer, and when the smart butler's hand is about to touch the black box, the voice of the man who is about to dissipate in the center of the nightmare suddenly becomes louder: "Don't come near me!"

The remaining sins pushed the woman away, and the man turned and walked towards the unfinished bridge, never turning back from the beginning to the end.

The smart butler wanted to go with him, and wanted to accomplish what he had never done to that child before his death, but it was too late.

The man burned everything to forcibly open the passage to the deep world, but the Bridge of Despair still couldn't connect to that dark night.

He stood at the end of the bridge, looking at the night sky in the deep world, his soul was slowly dissipating.

Losing the shrine ~www.mtlnovel.com~ consumed all the power of the body, he came to this world with nothing, and finally left with nothing in the midst of people's hatred and fear.

He has never repented, and he will never apologize to those innocent people who were hurt. He is a complete monster, he is extremely evil and selfish.

It was a happy thing for him to lose his soul, so he would greet this day with a smile, but when he really wanted to leave, he suddenly wanted to turn around and stay for a while.

He doesn't love this world, but there is a person who loves him all the time, wants him to change again and again, no matter how he is hurt, he still has expectations for him.

"I know who you are, but I can't tell."

In the end, the man didn't turn his head to look at the woman, and the bridge of despair cast by him began to collapse between the deep world and reality.

He lowered his head and looked at his sinful hands. Throughout his life, he was full of resentment, but there was only a trace of unspeakable love hidden in his heart.

"Because I am not worthy to be your child."

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