Chapter 816 Unspeakable horror
"I am an extremely proud person, but I always feel inferior when I see you. This emotion is rooted deep in my soul, but he never told you."
"I used to think that kind of deformed love was scary, but after getting close to you, I realized why he was trapped in it and couldn't extricate himself."
"Don't look at me like you're looking at rubbish. I just said everything in his heart."
The dean didn't know what Han Fei was hiding, so he expressed all his emotions with added emotion.
An evil cold light flashed in his eyes, and the evil spirit did whatever it took. With such perfect soft rice in front of him, he really wanted to eat Han Fei's head, and wished he could tie up Han Fei and throw her into Xu Qin's kitchen tonight.
It doesn't matter who eats it, how to eat it, braised or deep-fried, as long as you can hug your thighs tightly, that's enough.
In his opinion, this may be the only use of the universal soul.
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Han Fei, whose soul was severely damaged, shuddered. Someone seemed to be plotting against him.
Hugging the broken bloody paper figure, the other party wanted to tell Han Fei something, but because the injury was too serious, the blood on its body was rapidly draining away.
"Just being looked at by the gods, my soul seems to be sucked away. The gap between me and the indescribable is indeed too big."
Han Fei can now fully understand why Fu Sheng gave up everything and chose to become the indescribable. This power is too tempting. If Han Fei has the opportunity to master this power, he might also choose to fall into the depths forever and turn into a hundred.
Taboos in the mouth of ghosts.
Several people came to the fiftieth floor together, stepped on the boundary made of corpses, and looked at the absurd world created by God.
"What's painted on that wall?" Han Fei discovered a very interesting scene. He was fearless, carrying Han Fei on his back and carefully walking in the middle of the fifty-story building, not daring to touch the walls on both sides.
You must know that Da Ni's previous style was to go on a rampage, and he had to carve his own way even if there was no way.
"It should be an unspeakable curse. I have seen similar patterns on fanatic believers." Ji Zheng took out his camera and took a few photos on the wall: "There are no living people on the fiftieth floor, which restores the original appearance of the building.
Look, I once heard someone say that anyone who stays on the 50th floor for more than ten minutes will be left here forever."
Mr. Mo looked up at the surrounding corpses that had merged with the wall: "The rumors must be true. Have you noticed that the wall is slowly approaching us, as if it is preparing to crush us?"
"How about we go downstairs now?" Li Rou was very worried about Han Fei's injury. As a half-ghost, she had always been treated as a monster by the indigenous people, but Han Fei regarded her as a real person.
"Li Xue's teacher is fighting alone against the power left by the gods. I don't know how he obtained that kind of power as an ordinary person, but I can imagine the price he paid and the pressure he endured. In this deep world
, the only people who can help him now are us."
Han Fei had too many reasons to keep going up, and he couldn't stop himself.
There were extremely terrifying forces growing in the corridors on both sides of the building, and the taboo was out of control. Han Fei and the others did not dare to walk down the corridors. After a while, they came to the elevator on the 50th floor.
Han Fei's elevator card can only take them to the 49th floor, and only those recognized by the gods can reach the 50th floor. This floor is not only a tomb for all resisters, but also a transfer station for fanatical believers of the gods.
"Our elevator cards can't go to areas above the 50th floor..."
While he was worrying, Han Fei suddenly saw that the door of elevator room No. 19 could not be closed. He went over and took a look. The elevator door had been violently damaged and the elevator car seemed to be stuck on a certain floor.
Putting half of his body into the elevator shaft, Han Fei saw the elevator from this angle for the first time. It turned out that the so-called elevators were not "dead objects" at all, but huge heads.
To take the elevator is to walk into their mouths and let the huge human-headed balloons lift you up and down.
Pale cheeks, stinky and rotten mouth, gouged facial features, and divine curses all over the body, this is the true face of the elevator.
The other elevator cars are still the same as before, but the No. 19 elevator car seems to have been "killed" by some force.
"If the gods die, all illusions may be shattered, and this building made of human bones will reveal its most cruel side." Mr. Mo was still lamenting that Han Fei had already let the evil man carry him into the elevator shaft.
"What are you doing?"
"Go up from here." Han Fei found a new way and found a special path.
"Are you sure you can go this way?" Ji Zheng, a banned night policeman, didn't dare to follow.
"You've already said this is a road, what are you afraid of? Follow me and move quickly!" Han Fei asked Da Nie to clear the way, climbed into the elevator shaft, and saw the thick blood scabs and various crawlers in the "well"
Strange moving bloodworms.
The blood stain was pierced, and Da Nie seemed to have stabbed a hornet's nest. Countless strange insects crawled out from the depths of the blood scab. Any one who came with any resentment would have been eaten completely, but Da Nie was indeed an exception.
All strange insects dare not approach Da Nie. This is just like the time on Fu Sheng's Memory Shrine Lake Divine Island, where Da Nie born from the human-faced chrysalis suppressed all strange insects innately.
"Come here quickly!"
Da Ni opened the elevator door on the 51st floor. Mr. Mo and the others were extremely shocked. Under Han Fei's urging, they bravely climbed onto Da Ni and entered the 51st floor through the elevator shaft.
"This road is good, quiet and less crowded. We will walk from here in the future."
After Da Nie left the elevator shaft, all the soul worms and blood worms burrowed into the blood again. At a glance, they could not be found at all.
"People on the lower 50th floor say that the upper 50th floor is paradise, but there doesn't seem to be anything special here."
The area below the 50th floor is very similar to the old city of Xinhu decades ago. Above the 50th floor, various new era things begin to appear. The development of science and technology has changed life and brought new horrors.
Electronic locks have been replaced on each door, and the eyes in the surveillance camera will occasionally blink on their own. Everything is moving forward, but what remains unchanged is the increasing lack of happiness and the growing sense of despair.
But one thing cannot be denied, the upper fifty levels are gradually overlapping with reality. Maybe for people in the deep world, reality represents heaven.
"Don't be careless. Don't believe anything you see. Those walls made of corpses are real. These are just what the gods want us to see. We must not be immersed in them." Mr. Mo tried to push away.
Next to the door, there are traces of human life everywhere in the apartment and guest rooms, but there is no living person in sight, only paper figures one after another.
Those fathers, mothers and children made of waste paper were staying in different places in the house. They seemed to be doing their own things, but they remained still temporarily because Mr. Mo suddenly opened the door.
"Are all fifty-one floors full of paper figures?"
The fiftieth level is the beginning of the transformation of the gods, and the fifty-first level is the first level after the transformation of the gods' lives. It also has special significance for the gods.
"The false god seems to have lost all his family members. All he has left is the toys he made and some dummies he called his father and mother." Ji Zheng took out his camera and was about to take a photo when he suddenly saw the paper man with his head lowered just now.
, now turned to face him.
The eyes of all the paper figures in the house had been gouged out, leaving two deep holes on their faces, but those two holes made Ji Zheng feel deep fear.
"Kill these paper figures? Or leave them alone?"
"They all seem to be obedient toys in the hands of the gods." Han Fei entered the house holding the bloody paper man. He grabbed the child's hand and used it to touch the secrets deep in the soul.
Confused, resigned, blank self...
What is certain is that there is a child's soul trapped in the body of the paper man. The child has lost all emotions. In a sense, he is indeed no different from the paper man.
"If ordinary people want to live on the 50th floor, do they have to become absolutely obedient paper figures?" This person is no longer smoothed by life, but his soul has been directly transformed and he has become a puppet.
Han Fei didn't kill the paper figures. There were countless paper figures hiding on the whole floor. It was too difficult to kill them all.
"The expansion speed of the evil soul is too slow. I need to find the other brain fragments of No. 2 as soon as possible. If I want to help Li Xue's teacher, No. 2 must get involved." Han Fei was walking in the corridor, and suddenly a drop of light dropped.
Black rain fell on the back of his hand. He looked up in a daze. He was obviously in the corridor, why were there raindrops falling on him?
"What a strange feeling. After arriving at this level, the sense of separation between reality and the deep world has almost disappeared. I seem to have returned to reality. If this continues, will I not be able to distinguish between reality and the deep world?"
Staring at the black raindrops that quickly disappeared on the back of his hand, Han Fei had a very bad feeling. Not only in the deep world, but also in reality, some unexpected situations seemed to have occurred.
As he got closer and closer to the unspeakable power, every aspect began to be affected by the unspeakable influence. It was not a specific attack, but a feeling of despair that was difficult to describe.
"The lower fifty floors are like a stable for livestock, and the upper fifty floors are like entering the unspeakable door of a home."
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