Strange game designer

"These clay sculptures that escaped from Lishan Hospital are the result of some twisted beliefs in the shadow world. Clay sculptures are the carriers of beliefs. For most clay sculptures, as long as the will of the 'god' does not dissipate, the clay sculptures will not break." The female host said. This abnormal incident was beyond her scope of response, and she no longer felt relaxed when she first entered the building.

"In other words, the will of 'God' has the ability to actively smash its own statue?" Luo Dong stared at the tiny gravel in his palm: "Turning a living person into a dog not only erases his humanity, but also changes his soul. This ability should only be done by the 'God' of creation."

"There are only these animal hairs and stones on the pencil, so it must be related to these two things that he became like this." Yu Ruolong's eyes widened: "Are these small stones broken clay sculptures? The clay sculptures scattered themselves in the bodies of living people. Do they want to live in human bodies?"

"Xiao Wu asked us to stay away from barking dogs and didn't want us to come into contact with barking dogs. This is worth thinking about. He should be covering up something." Luo Dong sorted out his thoughts: "We can't go to the disciplinary room now, but we should go to the barking dogs in the building. The more they don't let us do something, the more we should do it."

Luo Dong's words reminded the female host of something. She half-squatted on the ground, and the blood ring on her ankle began to vibrate slightly after being touched by her.

"What are you doing?"

"You should worry more about yourselves."

The security department has its own set of contact methods, which can transmit vague information within the abnormal event. The female host knew that the situation in the building was out of control and began to ask for help.

The population density and number of the old city of Hanhai are the highest in Hanhai. The Investigation Bureau dare not let it be eroded by the shadow, and a large number of security forces gathered near Lishan.

Luo Dong already knew the identity of the female host under Gao Ming's reminder. He suppressed the hatred in his heart, put away the pencil's mobile phone, and walked out of the office with his daughter and son.

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The tentacles were cut open by torture instruments one by one, and the scarred soul rolled on the operating table. The entire fourth floor turned into a flesh and blood lotus that was shrinking inward.

To prevent the tentacles from escaping along the pipeline, Gao Ming swallowed this floor into the torture house.

The tragic and terrible scenes imagined by other ghost story players did happen, but it did not happen to Gao Ming, but to the monster at the bottom of the pool.

"Can you show me what you are now?" Sitting on the guillotine of fate, Gao Ming held chains engraved with various curses in his hands. On both sides of him stood a large number of patients and faceless believers from Lishan Hospital.

Compared with the evil spirits in ordinary abnormal events, Gao Ming at this time is more like a villain. He satisfies all the descriptions of horror and strange stories.

Weird, arrogant, cunning, and cruel!

"Are you ready?"

The patients in Lishan Hospital cut off the tentacles with torture instruments. The monster that frightened many strange story players experienced despair for the first time.

The crying of a child was heard in the layers of those hideous tentacles.

"I'll give you three seconds. If you don't give up resistance, I'll cut off all your tentacles."

Beastiality represents destruction and irrationality. People usually use beastly nature to describe people who are dominated by desire, but in fact, wild beasts are more sensitive to danger than living people.

The way beastly nature is expressed will vary depending on the strength.

The thickest tentacles at the core turned grayish white and slowly stretched outward like withered flowers.

As the tentacles fell, Gao Ming finally saw the true face of the monster.

It was a young man in his early twenties. The roots of the tentacles were connected to his body, from his back to his legs. He had a delicate appearance and pale skin, but his body had now become horrible and ugly.

"Are you also a pet raised by clay sculptures?" Gao Ming jumped off the guillotine of fate and walked directly to the young man without any defense.

His eyeballs turned uncontrollably, and his eyelids turned into a layer of blood film. The young man wanted to launch a surprise attack on Gao Ming, but his tentacles were pierced by several chains as soon as they moved.

The huge body of the flesh and blood ghost appeared behind Gao Ming, and the terrifying pressure made the young man lie on the ground.

There was no water around, only flesh and blood that exuded the fragrance of meat.

"I remember you needed water. Are you thirsty?"

The blood splashed on the young man's face. Gao Ming threw the bodies killed by the Blood and Flesh Fairy over. Stimulated, the monster sucked the blood with the aroma of meat like crazy.

The more it ate, the more it was affected by the Blood and Flesh Fairy, until its brain was completely confused, and a totem with a beast head and a human body appeared on its relatively intact chest.

"So it was because of this thing."

The Blood and Flesh Ghost God roared, pierced the totem with one finger, and took out a fist-sized stone from the monster's chest.

The stone was engraved with various divine patterns, like the heart of the monster, and like a large piece of clay sculpture.

The flesh condensed into a new heart in the monster's heart, and the stone was thrown into the Blood and Flesh Furnace by the Blood and Flesh Fairy.

When the new heart began to beat, the young man seemed to be rescued from the deep water. He gasped for breath, black liquid kept flowing out of his mouth, and a trace of rationality was restored in his eyes, no longer completely dominated by the beast.

"Can you understand me now?" Gao Ming loosened the chain in his hand: "What happened in the building?"

"Sister..." The young man's remaining tentacles were twitching, and a black and white portrait was hidden under his skin.

The younger brother rode on his father's shoulders. They stood in front of the cage in the zoo with their mother. The tall sister held the iron railing with her hands. She didn't look at the camera, but looked at the lion in the cage with a look of longing.

"Nian Xin? Nian Yu?" Gao Ming read out the names of the brother and sister in the photo. Their parents had high hopes for them, but unfortunately they both turned into monsters.

One did not grow feathers, and his body was transformed into a monster; the other still had a delicate appearance, but his heart was more brutal than a beast.

The new flesh and blood heart in the chest began to beat, and the flesh and blood fairy enslaved the other in a very special way.

"The living person chosen by the clay sculpture should be your sister Nian Xin. In the future I know, Manager Nian is a super killer, hunted by both the ghost story players and the investigation bureau." Gao Ming put away the black and white photo. A madman like Nian Xin must not be left outside. Putting her in the torture room was the most merciful decision.

The ghosts around put away the torture instruments, and the blood-stained chains slid on the ground. The young man lost his support and collapsed to the ground, and all his tentacles drooped down.

Luo Dong's wife was also saved. She squatted on the ground with her head in her hands, looking at everything around her in disbelief.

If Nian Yu brought her ten points of fear, then this room full of torture instruments and ghosts brought her one hundred points of fear.

Trembling and trembling, she couldn't even stand steadily, and had no idea what terrible things would happen next.

"No matter what you see, don't tell anyone." Holding the painted animal face totem, Teacher Xia wandered to Luo Dong's wife: "After all, you don't want your husband and children..."

Before he finished speaking, Gao Ming stuffed Xia Yang back into the portrait. He stepped on the totem painting on the ground and helped Luo Dong's wife up: "Don't be afraid, we won't hurt you."