Strange game designer

In the car behind Gao Ming, those who were dressed in ordinary clothes were old classmates from Class 13, and those who were dressed in blood-stained red clothes were all the most terrifying ghosts!

In order to see the murderer who killed him, Gao Ming recalled the memory of his tragic death over and over again, and he "invited" all the ghosts from the bad future.

This fatal blow to the murderer was made by the butcher knife that had been swung at him countless times.

"You stay in the car, don't run around." Gao Ming didn't actually need to leave the bus, he was just worried that he would lead the murderer to the bus and cause the students to die.

"Wait until I finish my own business, then I will continue to send you home."

Opening the door, Gao Ming smiled, holding the divine fire in his hand, like a madman.

Blood-colored silk threads flowed under his feet, and the divine patterns on the bus behind were all activated. The evil ghosts in the abnormal incident stood on the left and right of the vehicle. Gao Ming almost gathered the power of the entire East District.

Masks appeared around Gao Ming, and the evil ghosts wore the same masks, but their body shapes were all strange. Gao Ming, standing in the center, seemed to be the king of all ghosts. This scene made all the students in the car dumbfounded.

The NPC who guided the novice village in their imagination showed the momentum of the last villain BOSS in the whole play.

The black fog in the tunnel was stimulated by so many resentments, as if boiling, but this section of the tunnel was extremely special, and the unspeakable horror outside the tunnel seemed unable to come in.

"There are several different forces in the real reality and the real death. I have seen twelve blood cities standing in the dark night. The masters of those blood cities are not monolithic. The reason why I appeared in the tunnel should be that their game caused a loophole in the whole plan."

"I may be the weakness of fate, a loophole, a key to the omnipotent fate."

The footsteps that sounded in the heart did not stop because of the appearance of ghosts. He walked faster and faster, as if he would appear in front of Gao Ming in the next moment.

The water drops dripping from the ground to the sky sank into the fog, and the darkness and time blurred each other. The Gaoming corpses embedded in the tunnel seemed to have sensed something. They struggled hard, not to break free from the bondage, but to look somewhere.

Turning slowly, Gaoming, who was holding the shrine, also looked into the depths of the tunnel.

Tick-tick-tick, it seemed that a world was shattered in a drop of water, and a voice came into Gaoming's ears.

"Everyone has been arranged with a script since birth, and fate has determined everything. The law of nature is cyclical, and everything has its place."

Familiar words, word for word.

Gaoming stared into the darkness, the past burned in his left eye, and the future was reconstructed in his right eye: "You killed me over and over again, and I came back here over and over again. Do you think this is also written by fate?"

The murderer who killed Gaoming the most times was right in front of him. The other party was like an executioner hidden in time. Whenever he wanted to get closer to the truth or was about to leave through the tunnel, the other party would brutally kill him. What's more outrageous is that the other party especially likes to collect his corpse.

"I'm actually curious about the meaning of your doing this? To keep a secret? To cut off my retreat? To be a lackey of fate? Or to help me start over again and again and become who I am now?"

"Anyone who is obsessed with one thing has a deeper reason. You killed me so many times. This is no longer a simple hatred that can explain it. Can you tell me the real reason?"

The flame in his hand flickered and gradually weakened as time went by. The voice did not appear directly behind Gao Ming like countless times before, indicating that Gao Ming had changed a lot of things this time. At least he had begun to make the other party afraid.

Compared with the ant that was crushed to death before, he now looked more or less like a real person and was qualified to talk to the other party.

"You seem to be afraid? Don't dare to attack me directly? You shouldn't hesitate. As long as there is a possibility of being killed, nothing is to be afraid of."

Through the black fog and flames, Gao Ming and all the corpses on the tunnel wall were looking into the darkness.

A soft sigh came from somewhere.

"No matter how you struggle, you can't change it, because the ending is already determined. Everything you do is just adding pain to yourself. I will wait for you at the end of death until I kill you every moment."

The past experiences faded, and the names disappeared in my mind one by one. This feeling of forgetting memories and self is extremely terrifying.

The murderer's voice contains the power of rules. Every word he said seems to become a reality. Gao Ming's memory also began to blur, and all the colors in his mind gradually turned gray until the door of the torture house was opened!

"Ah!"

The roar that resounded through the night sky shook off the black fog. Gao Ming loosened his suppression of the Flesh and Blood Immortal, and all his will actively merged into the Flesh and Blood Immortal!

The Heart of the Gods and the Heart of Flesh and Blood beat at the same time, and the countless corpses on the walls of the tunnel also rose and fell, and the scars fell off, and the body was filled with vitality and meat.

Tear off all the disguises, the Blood City tattoos all over Gao Ming's body, and the torture house unfolded, like a steel dam abruptly cutting off the torrent of the sea of ​​fog!

"Can you kill me this time?"

The four ghost faces of the Blood and Flesh Immortal glared at him. The power of the dream ghosts lies in their control over the rules of ghost stories. Each dream ghost has its own rules. If we only talk about the power of flesh and blood, the blood and flesh ghosts are far superior to the dream ghosts.

"No one can escape his fate, and all the destinies that deviate from the track will be corrected." The footsteps approached rapidly, and the owner of the voice seemed to understand that Gao Ming could not continue like this: "No matter what you become, no matter what kind of power you gain, the ending is already determined."

"I seem to have found your position!" Looking at the direction of the water droplets flowing backwards, Gao Ming suddenly moved forward, and his eight arms carried blood like the scorching sun, smashing into the darkness in front of Gao Ming!

"It's useless, I know everything about you, and I have seen more endings than you." The last sentence of the voice suddenly appeared in Gao Ming's ears, almost sticking to his back: "So, please continue to cycle in this deep despair!"

An indescribable dangerous murderous intent appeared behind his head. In fact, when this murderous intent appeared, Gao Ming's head had been pierced, but because of the interference of some kind of power, everything returned to one second ago.

Many evil spirits dispersed, and under the cover of their surging ghost energy, the masked Fanshi held a headless baby.

Gao Yun's ability is to recall. This time, he paid a terrible price for helping Gao Ming. Black threads appeared on his flawless body, and the cause and effect that he had finally gotten rid of were stained again.

A wow sound rang out. If Gao Ming waited for Gao Yun to call Gao Yun, everything would be too late. This time, Gao Yun predicted the murderer in advance and accurately stuck in that second.

He opened his mouth and swallowed the divine fire. At the same time as the murderer launched an attack, Gao Ming began to turn around.

His body did not turn completely. In that less than a second, he only saw the other person's face with his eyes.

The same facial features, a very familiar face that can be seen every day.

"Gao Ming?"

"Gao Ming!"