Apocalyptic Game

"The noble and mad king...comes in yellow clothes...no one knows his name...dance with madness, companionship with death...eternal than the world...Soram...Cassir... I wish to be the light of king..."

The voice came from all directions. It was the voice of Thoram Cassirer. The pain in his head became more and more intense, as if his head was about to split due to it, and even the double image that had appeared before the line of sight. More and more blurred.

Wang Luoxuan clutched his head and clenched his teeth, he definitely couldn't just fall down here...

"You guy..." Wang Luoxuan saw Soram Cassirer in front of him. At this moment, that guy was wearing a black robe, watching Wang Luoxuan with his hollow eyes...

"I need your blood full of sin karma...to open that door..."

"Don't think about it!" Wang Luoxuan was about to attack, but he felt severe pain from the place where his arm was scratched by the monster before, and the blood ticked to the ground along Wang Luoxuan's arm.

At that moment, the huge array at Wang Luoxuan's feet shimmered, and the ancient huge stone gate in front of it began to slowly open, revealing the darkness inside the gate...

"Is it finally the day?" Thoram Cassirer opened his arms and greeted the darkness inside the stone gate...

"boom!!!"

With a gunshot, the bullet directly hit Solam Cassirer in the head, and when he was hit, the guy's body fell to the ground, and the blood stained the ground...

"Crohn!"

"I'm okay..." Crohn held his head, his expression was very painful. Like Wang Luoxuan, Crohn could hear the voice in his head and feel the pain, but Crohn's pain was stronger than Wang Luoxuan's .

Although Wang Luoxuan didn't know what Crohn had gone through, there were so many injuries on his body, and he didn't know where the guy got the pistol, but now the most urgent thing is to leave here and find the mirror used for the ceremony.

"Boom!"

Crohn suddenly knelt down in front of Wang Luoxuan, clutching his head in pain, and the veins on his forehead violently...

Like Crohn, Wang Luoxuan could also hear the whisper of that voice. It was the whisper of the abyss behind the stone gate after the stone gate was opened. Wang Luoxuan felt that his head was about to explode, but the average Crohn looked more serious, after all, he was just an ordinary person.

"Crohn..."

"That...that voice is in my head...fast...kill me!" Crohn didn't want to bear that for a second, maybe death is a relief for him, but facing Crohn like that , Wang Luoxuan couldn't do it.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!!"

Crohn fell into madness, pushed Wang Luoxuan away from him, and rushed towards the stone gate...

The stone gate slowly opened, and a dark mist spread out from it. Following the moment Wang Luoxuan and the stone gate watched, Wang Luoxuan seemed to have seen endless madness...

"Ding! Mental stability-1!"

"Ding! Mental stability-1!"

Solam Cassirer said before that not to watch the door. The investigator who died in the outside world also said that the door was a curse. When Wang Luoxuan looked at the abyss behind the door, he was also stared at by the abyss.

When there was a little remaining of his three-point mental stability, Wang Luoxuan quickly lowered his head and rushed towards Crohn with all his strength, he must prevent him from approaching the door. As the level of mental stability dropped by two consecutive points, Wang Luoxuan's body was burning with the flames of Shura. He was sure that if this last point of mental stability was lost, he would become Shura again.

Crohn stood in front of the completely open ancient stone door, raised the pistol in his hand and aimed it at his head...Perhaps even Wang Luoxuan and Crohn did not expect this scene to be the same as the previous Solam Cassie How similar are the scenes in the paintings...

"boom!!!"

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With a gunshot, all craziness returned to calm...

...

In the gloomy walkway, the lights were constantly flashing, and the cold water droplets dripped from the ceiling above to the ground, forming a small puddle.

"Mr. Lin Xuan, do you believe in fate?"

Walking beside Lin Xuan, a doctor in a white coat suddenly asked, but Lin Xuan was taken aback, smiled and replied.

"I believe the trajectory of fate is destined, but the result may be changed. Dr. Linden."

"No, the trajectory has already been destined, how will the destiny change? However, as the seven high-level officers of the 707 Bureau of Investigation, you came to this place. You really value my patient too much!"

"It was just a meeting with an old friend of mine. Although I don't know how the passage was closed, at least they prevented all of this. What happened to him during this month of treatment?"

"Some things still can't be remembered, no one knows what he went through, but it is much better than the situation at the beginning." As Linden spoke, he took out the key to open the prison door in front of him, and when Lin Xuan entered When I got to the cell, I was shocked by the scene in front of me. The room was covered with yellow symbols.

"How could this be? My old friend!" Lin Xuan looked at the person sitting on the bed, and that person was Wang Luoxuan.

"I haven’t seen you in fifteen years, but I have never regarded you as a friend. Maybe I should have killed you when I left. In this way, Crohn and I will not be forced to assign tasks to you, Crohn. I won't die."

"I feel very sorry about this incident. I thought it was serious, but I didn't expect it to be so serious. I still have to thank you for closing the door."

"Close the door... I don't even know how the door closed." Wang Luoxuan lost consciousness after the incident, and only when he regained consciousness was told that he had been treated in the Black Mountain Mental Hospital It's been half a month.

"What's going on in your room?" Lin Xuan looked at the cell covered with yellow symbols, and looked at Wang Luoxuan in front of him somewhat puzzled.

"This can prevent me from finding that world, and everyone who has a relationship with that door will be cursed."

"You are not you... are you still afraid of these things?"

"I'm not afraid of those things, I'm afraid of myself. You don't understand." There is Shura in Wang Luoxuan's body, and he doesn't want to accidentally lose control.

"Well... I'm here to tell you today that you can leave here. Also, according to everything you said, did Crohn shoot himself to kill himself?"

"Yeah!" Wang Luoxuan nodded, he saw Crohn aim the pistol at his head with his own eyes.

"It's probably that your head was a little unclear at the time! Crohn didn't have a gunshot wound at all. He was killed by a sharp weapon."

"This is impossible!"

"I don't have to lie to you. Although the body has been buried, the 707 Bureau of Investigation has retained some information. You can go to the office to sort things out! The information can come to the 707 Bureau of Investigation for investigation at any time. Moreover, the so-called lunatic painter asks for it. Ram Cassirer, we have checked... there is no such person... Maybe that's just what you imagined..."

"Fantasy? The information about that guy is provided by your 707 Bureau of Investigation!"

"The Bureau of Investigation doesn't have any information about that guy! In addition, this bottle of medicine is given to you, which can prevent you from thinking about it. After all, according to Dr. Linden's report, you don't even know that you have schizophrenia."

"Do you think I am a lunatic?"

"You have been crazy for half a month. Take a good rest! You have a long vacation, but the 707 Bureau of Investigation welcomes you back."

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