My Healing Game

The situation in the paradise is extremely complicated now. Some people are protecting the unspeakable corpse, some people want to destroy the corpse, and some people are ready to reseal the corpse.

The "first-generation ghost" buried deep under the paradise has become the focus, and everyone's fate seems to revolve around it.

Han Fei's will is also slowly merging with the corpse. This is an indescribable experience. He clearly remembers that he is Han Fei, but countless unfamiliar names and unfamiliar emotions emerge in his consciousness.

The corpse of the first-generation ghost is filled with negative emotions in the world, and the fusion of the will and the corpse of the first-generation ghost is equivalent to taking the initiative to embrace those pains that have been forgotten by everyone.

This process is extremely strange, and it will be assimilated if it is a little careless, and only children who have been immersed in despair since childhood can perfectly blend with despair.

If the first-generation ghosts are compared to the ocean of despair, ordinary people will lose themselves the moment they fall, and they will be tortured to the point of death. piece at the heart of a sea of ​​despair consciousness.

Could this be a process that every black box owner must go through? Could Hachi be the next black box owner created by Butterfly? "

As the fusion speed of Han Fei and the corpse accelerated, he began to try to control the indescribable corpse, twisting his neck slightly, he saw the corpse and the paradise growing together, and every entertainment facility that seemed to be a killing machine was connected with the corpse. The sprawling blood vessels are connected to each other.

It is this household that drives the continuous expansion of the park and gradually grows into an out-of-control monster.

"The first ghost is moving! He is waking up! Speed ​​up! Destroy him at all costs!"

"Rush over! Pull out the knife in his heart!"

"Block the passage!"

The roar sounded like thunder, and Han Fei looked in the direction of the sound. Those guys who wanted to destroy the first-generation ghosts and completely block the deep world were all wearing the uniforms of the park staff, but they all looked like monsters. Climbing out of the building in the depths of the paradise, they have lost their human appearance and live like ghosts, but at this time they are the ones who are in the forefront.

Don't be afraid of death, do whatever it takes. Perhaps in their view, people can only be truly saved by completely disconnecting from the deep world and reality.

There is no justice or evil, only different positions. Everyone is running wildly on the path they think is right. Even if they sacrifice their lives, they will never stop.

"Are they the hidden power of Paradise?"

Contradicting the staff of the park is the laughing crowd. Under the control of the laughing group consciousness, a certain emotion contained in him takes root in the minds of a large number of citizens. The more chaotic and desperate the world is, the more people will be affected by laughter, and the stronger he will be.

Seeing the surging crowd, Han Fei knew that mad laughter was definitely not dead. He really didn't know where to hide, and the staff of the park should also be looking for him.

The slaughter spread all over the park. In addition to the laughing crowd and the staff, there were also countless ghosts and believers carrying sacrifices. They all wanted to get close to the corpse. In order to move forward, they could not even take their own lives. .

As the blood converges, more and more people die, and the corpses below the paradise slowly change.

The people around may not notice it, but Han Fei, who is the main consciousness, has a very clear feeling that with the injection of a lot of life and blood, the heart of this corpse began to beat slowly!

Han Fei tried his best to twist his head, and he saw the huge corpse from the first perspective.

There are numerous wounds all over the body, and each wound has a large number of blood vessels, like the rhizomes of a big tree, all over the ground of the paradise, absorbing all the things the paradise brings to it Lips People build the paradise for happiness, happiness and stealth. To counteract the despair and slowly wear away the corpse, but now what Paradise has brought to this corpse is greed, killing, anger, jealousy, and crazy The worst part of human nature is all over the Paradise, and the corpse is not only not weakened, but in the keeps getting more scary.

Everyone knows that if it goes on like this, the first generation ghost may wake up and destroy everything. But no one stopped, and when they got to the poker table, they couldn't help themselves. Everyone resolutely stepped into this meat grinder for what they thought was right.

Han Feiwei felt that he and Ruchuyu were speeding up, he tried to raise his head, and there was a wailing soul hanging from the hair that had turned into hatred and resentment, and the whole earth was shaking.

"The first generation ghost is absorbing your killing intent and resentment! If this goes on, everyone will die!"

"You are the sinners of the whole city!"

"The world is about to become purgatory...

"There is still a chance! Don't give up!"

Picking up his head, Han Fei saw a broken knife stuck in the heart of the first generation ghost. The knife seemed to be made from the bones of the corpse. It stabbed at the place where all the blood vessels meet, which is also the focus of the crowd.

"What will happen when you pull out this sword?" Looking down, Han Fei found a large smudge on the abdomen of the first-generation ghost, like black blood, and like a piece of human skin that was forcibly sewn onto it.

That smudge can't be erased, it is still secretly absorbing the blood and negative emotions of the first-generation ghosts.

After absorbing enough negative emotions, the smudges spread out to both sides, much like the wings of a butterfly.

"Dream still lives in the deep world. He is an unspeakable existence. As long as its name is mentioned, it can perceive it. The dream in Fu Sheng's memory shrine may have been replaced by a real dream. The will descended on this shrine."

Recalling all the clues he had obtained before, Han Fei had already prepared for the worst.

When I could move my arm, I ripped off that skin right away! "1

Glancing over the smudges~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Han Fei saw the lower body of the corpse, and the legs of the first-generation ghost were wrapped by a monster covered in death.

The monster's body is also very large, but his face is similar to that of a normal person.

At this time, the monster was also looking at Han Fei, his eyes were facing each other, and Han Fei recognized him: "Number four?"

Clown No. 11 and Orphan No. 4 also entered the shrine. As the park managers chosen by Fu Sheng, they were responsible for maintaining the most basic order.

This shrine is Fu Sheng's most important shrine, and it is also the back road he prepared for himself. No problems are allowed, so the two orphans will take care of it.

Not long after the world, No. 4 and No. 11 fell to Han Fei's side. 3

They are also more optimistic about Han Fei than letting Fu Sheng be reborn.

"I remember that in Building No. 4 of Xingfu Community, Orphan No. 4 told me that he was underground in Paradise." Han Fei didn't know what No. 4 was doing. He seemed to be sharing the pressure for Han Fei, so he went by himself. Incorporates part of the original ghost.

The **** slaughter continued, Han Fei's consciousness seemed to be grabbed by countless **** hands, filling the festering corpse little by little.

Neck, shoulders, arms, Han Fei seems to have really become a first-generation ghost. He endured a sea of ​​negative emotions and wanted to control this corpse.

Countless blood vessels were torn off in both arms, the night was stirred, and under everyone's horrified gaze, the corpse that should have been dead for a long time slowly sat up!

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