Tower Defense Game: My Kingdom of Eternal Life

suddenly.

All the shaking images in the darkness disappeared.

Cheng Shen's hands were covered with blood, but after he calmed down, he realized that they were all his own. Those figures he had torn apart, the injuries all reflected strangely on his body, and the large and small wounds turned him into a bloody man.

"call……"

He even took a breath and felt the burning pain in his lungs.

The injuries on his body would have meant that he would have died countless times in reality, but this was a nightmare. Cheng Shen's perseverance and unyielding will always protected a trace of clarity in his heart, preventing him from falling into the abyss created by nightmares.

"that's all……?"

He stared in all directions with the torn corners of his eyes, and the flowing blood stained his sight with blood red. In the dark environment, a bright exit suddenly appeared. This time, it was finally not an image.

Cheng Shen limped toward the exit.

The light suddenly brightens.

He unconsciously squinted his eyes until the scene in front of him slowly became clearer.

This is a prayer room. The floor inside is empty, like a pool, surging with suffocating dark matter. From time to time, humanoid objects struggle to escape from it, making horrifying wailing sounds.

Along Cheng Shen's feet, there is a path filled with white candles, which goes straight through the black pool and connects to a circular platform in the middle.

The platform was also surrounded by circles of candles. The flames moved without wind and condensed towards the center, surrounded by a golden altar engraved with mysterious patterns. On the altar was placed a head flushed with blood.

There are two people in the room.

One is standing.

Keep chanting mysterious and obscure prayers or incantations in front of the altar.

Cheng Shen saw Govia. She was kneeling at the corner of the altar with her back to him. Blood pooled under her body. Her pale face showed through her damp and messy hair. Her eyes were tightly closed and her breath was weak.

The whispers echoing in the prayer room stopped with the arrival of Cheng Shen, and the old man wearing a simple gray robe with pale hair and beard turned around.

"Daniel, you have committed so many crimes and yet you still don't repent?"

"Pooh!"

Cheng Shen spat out a mouthful of bloody spit, glanced at Goviya who was standing aside, grinned slightly, and walked forward, "It seems you are the one doing the trick... As long as I kill you, everything should be over!"

Snap.

The white candles placed on the path were kicked by him and fell into the darkness on both sides, as if they had fallen into a quagmire, but the flames were still burning. The matter in the darkness seemed to avoid the flames when faced with natural enemies.

"You have gone astray."

said the old man.

"Oh."

Cheng Shen didn't want to argue with a false illusion who had been dead for who knows how long. He sneered and accelerated his feet suddenly. The nightmare blade in his hand was completely stained red with blood, and the world reflected by the blade became more and more real.

"Repent..." The old man looked at him and sighed slightly. He clasped his hands on his chest and prayed in a low voice: "For the sins you have committed..."

Zheng!

A black spike came out of the path without any warning. Cheng Shen was moving quickly. It looked like he had bumped into him on his own initiative. The sharp tip of the spear pierced directly from his chest and penetrated through his back!

"Hoo..."

Cheng Shen immediately coughed up a large mouthful of blood, and his whole body felt like he was nailed to the floor. He grabbed the spear with his backhand, feeling that the life in his body was being continuously sucked out, and the breath that had been hanging in his heart finally disappeared.

"Daniel..."

There was a hint of intolerance in the old man's face, but he soon became firm again, "You have died a long time ago. You died in the terrible disaster that you personally brewed thousands of years ago. Stop being stubborn."

"What...are you...saying...bullshit..."

Cheng Shen sucked in the air, and the spear completely pierced his heart. If it weren't for the characteristics of the nightmare space, he would have been killed on the spot.

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But the death penalty is avoidable.

The pain still has to be endured.

The torn and smashed organ fragments kept spraying out from his mouth as he opened his mouth. The pain was heartbreaking in every sense of the word, making him feel like he was about to suffocate.

"The poor lost soul..."

The old man sighed softly, turned around, and picked up a thick ancient book on the altar. The book was half-opened, and the crooked words like tadpoles covered the entire page. He read in an old voice without any emotion:

"Daniel, you joined the church at the age of seven. At the age of twelve, you accepted the guidance of Father Dan Hughes and became a formal believer in the Psalm Monastery. You made an oath before God and were willing to serve God devoutly throughout your life.

But your vow was broken when you were fifteen.

In order to compete for the saint's crown, you killed Huins, who was the same age as you at the time, and concealed it to make it look like he committed suicide.

From now on you have embarked on a path of sin..."

"Seventeen years old..."

"Nineteen years old..."

"Twenty-three years old..."

The old man read out the crimes Cheng Shen had committed one by one. From the initial murder by mistake, to the horrific desires and psychological distortions, he actually killed fifty-two people with his own hands in twenty-one years!

The weird thing is.

Every time the old man mentioned a crime, the corresponding memories would emerge in Cheng Shen's mind.

Those extremely clear scenes seemed like they happened yesterday.

Cheng Shen could even feel the hot and greasy feeling when he held the victim's fresh internal organs in his hands. Desperate faces appeared in front of his eyes, as if an innocent soul was gnawing at his soul.

"No..." Cheng Shen almost immersed himself in it. He shook his head violently and stared at the old man with bloodshot eyes. "There is something wrong with the book in your hand! You are tampering with my memory! Those things were not done by me.

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"Of course it's not all..." The old man looked at Cheng Shen with pity, "The first few times, you were just trying to help Father Dan Hughes hide the truth, but your soul gradually fell into the abyss of sin through the killings one after another.

You are not the only one.

This monastery is bright, pure and holy on the outside, but it has long been rotten on the inside. Everyone is guilty, and everyone is guilty of different sins. Your evil has turned the church into the most terrifying hell on earth."

Every time he said a word, a strange scene would flash in Cheng Shen's mind.

They were bit by bit memories of a soul named Daniel who had lived in this monastery. Most of these scenes were filled with blood and blood, and they gradually merged with Cheng Shen's original memories.

"Shut up!... Stop talking!" Cheng Shen roared angrily with veins bulging on his forehead.

Those cruel and bloody scenes are constantly eroding his pure mind... turning him into the real Daniel bit by bit!

"I'm telling you the truth." The old man said calmly, "Everyone is awake, but you are the only one who is still deeply confused. Therefore, God's punishment cannot be terminated, and everyone is suffering from nightmares over and over again."

"It's all because of you!"

The old man's tone suddenly worsened, carrying a deep sense of resentment.

His words.

It awakened the most terrifying memories of that scene.

Under the luxurious church, corpses were buried, maggots squirmed, and desires flowed across the sky; countless poor people who were bewitched and gave all they had knelt down outside the high wall and served devoutly, but they did not know that a group of devils lived inside the wall!

finally.

The sins they committed offended the gods.

The majestic and indescribable huge figure appeared on the dome. A drop of blood and tears shed from her eyes, flooding the church, resurrecting the dead buried underground, and letting despair and terror swallow up everything.

In that horrifying and weird doomsday scene of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

his face,

It suddenly caught my eye.

"Because...I...?"

Cheng Shen's consciousness fell into confusion. Subconsciously, he couldn't help but believe all the facts that happened because of him.

"certainly!"

What the old man said is true.

After finishing his words, his tone suddenly softened, "But thousands of years have passed since that disaster, and every day, the victims and criminals here are constantly experiencing the torture of that nightmare again and again.

The sinners of the past have sincerely repented, and the suffering of the poor victims should also come to an end."

"Is this also because of me...?"

Cheng Shen gradually accepted his identity as Daniel and felt deeply ashamed and repentant for the fifty-two people he brutally murdered.

"Yes." The old man nodded and said, "They have all woken up. Only you are still trapped in the nightmare. But as long as you don't wake up for a day, this nightmare caused by God's punishment will never end the cycle."

"Now, wake up and repent of the sins you have committed..."

"Daniel."

The old man looked at Cheng Shen with deep eyes.

"call……"

The spear stuck in his chest was extremely cold, making Cheng Shen feel suffocated and weak. Chaotic consciousness intertwined in his mind, and he couldn't help but have an idea to end this endless nightmare...

"I……"

Cheng Shen drew out a long note.

The old man closed his books and waited quietly for him to confess his sins.

But after waiting for a long time, Cheng Shen had nothing to say. He seemed to be dead and was stuck in the same place without any life.

"Um?"

The old man was puzzled.

I heard Cheng Shen take a deep breath as if he was suffocating, and raised his eyes full of confusion, "I don't know... I'm not sure... You know so many secrets of the past, are you a survivor of that disaster?

"

"survivor……"

The old man's eyes suddenly became extremely distant and complicated.

"Only those who are not stained with sin can survive that disaster, but who would have thought that the only innocent person in that monastery was the union of two demons who fell into the abyss..."

He smiled mockingly.

Look at Cheng Shen.

"I should have called you...father before."

"..." Cheng Shen's eyes became more blank. After a moment, he realized, "Are you my and Goviya's child?"

"I am now the Son of God."

The old man said calmly.

"oh……"

Cheng Shen's expression seemed to be suppressing a smile and pretending to be sad. When he looked at his eyes, there was no confusion anywhere. His firm eyes were full of sobriety and unyielding, and now there was a bit of inexplicable emotion.

"I have to admit that you demon clan is indeed somewhat qualified compared to those insidious and cunning demon clan."

He nodded.

"?"

The old man was stunned when he heard this. Suddenly, he felt a black shadow coming next to him, followed by a cold feeling in his chest.

puff!

The sharp blade suddenly stabbed out of his chest with blood red color!

"Well……"

He turned around in disbelief and saw that Goviya's entire chest had been cut open. Regardless of the internal organs exposed outside his body, his bloodless face was cold and ruthless. He held the handle of the knife with both hands and twisted it hard!

Creak...!

The friction sound between the blade and the ribs was horrifying. The wound on the old man's chest was torn open into a horrific blood hole. The sharp knife stirred wantonly in his chest, cutting his heart into a lake of pulp!

"How dare you...!"

The old man's expression suddenly changed, but before he could react, Govia closed his eyes and fell to the ground behind him.

Completely out of breath.

This fatal blow was achieved at the cost of her life...

"Cough...cough...how could..."

The old man coughed blood and knelt on the ground. He was full of confusion. Obviously everything was under his control and everything was going smoothly.

It's about to succeed...

when!

Cheng Shen swung a knife and cut off the gun shaft sticking out of the ground. He slowly moved forward with the broken gun still stuck in his chest, his face twitching violently.

"My great son..."

Cheng Shen spoke in a long tone.

"In order to make up a perfect lie, you are even willing to give up yourself. This fact, you have learned a bit about the devil. But if it were another devil to weave this lie, he would never let himself be in such an embarrassing situation.

You are still too upright..."

Cheng Shen sighed.

"How can you... resist my demonic sound penetrating your brain..."

The old man said puzzledly.

"Brainwashing?" Cheng Shen shook his head, "I don't understand, and I don't know how to resist, but I understand one truth. If you want the deceived to believe the facts you made up, you must at least make the logic self-consistent and have no loopholes.

The sins of fifty-two people...

Haha, you seem to look down on me a little!"

Cheng Shen's smile was a little ferocious.

First, the danger in the nightmare forced him into a near-death situation and weakened his mental resistance. Then, through the illusion of death and the influence of special props, he tried to make him subconsciously recognize Daniel's identity.

To repent.

I have to say that not many people can handle this set of procedures.

Cheng Shen guessed that once he really admitted his guilt and repented, he would really become a sinner in this monastery.

There is no way to escape anymore.

But.

There were two irreconcilable holes in the lie he concocted.

First, Daniel's identity is not a member of the Psalm Monastery.

And Cheng Shen was covered in another layer of skin.

Double interference.

As a result, when the old man complained about Daniel's crimes in his name, Cheng Shen couldn't feel the sense of involvement at all. The criminal you judged was Daniel, and he was the one who should repent. What does it have to do with me, Cheng Shen!?

Secondly.

That's the reason he said.

He wanted to feel ashamed for the sins of a mere fifty people and take the initiative to punish them...

It's so insulting!

"But what plan did you two have..."

The old man raised his head.

Cheng Shen had already dragged the broken gun to him. He raised the knife and lowered it. The cold light passed by mercilessly, and a fine blood mark appeared on the old man's neck.

Then it expanded rapidly.

"This question..." Cheng Shen's eyes were a little wandering, "Maybe it's a tacit understanding of sympathy between enemies."