Drowning people will always try their best to grab the straw by the river. The survivors of Hope New Town who were besieged for three days did not even think about why Han Fei was with the ghost. Even if Han Fei himself was a ghost, they would not care now.
Hesitantly hugged his thigh.
In a desperate situation, any glimmer of light can arouse people's fighting spirit. What Han Fei brought was the raging black fire that can make hatred disappear.
I hope all the survivors in Xincheng can see clearly that it was Han Fei who single-handedly reversed the battlefield and rescued them from a deadlock.
The general operational policy of conservative defense was changed. It started with the members of the Investigation Bureau, and then the special personality owners who were red-eyed. With Han Fei as the tip of the knife, everyone gathered the power of personality to guard the hatred in the center of the ghost world.
"pierce".
Han Fei has the eyes of a god, and all evil spirits cannot be hidden in front of him. Not only that, he can also modify some of the rules of his mind to make everything develop in a direction more beneficial to him.
"This battle is extremely crucial. The victory or defeat will affect the future of the shrine's memory world, and also determine whether Laughter can be resurrected.
Han Fei is hugged by the paper man and is riddled with sins. The starlight in his mind and the butcher knife of the past life complement each other. All the resentment he encounters will be killed, and the hatred will be cut by him if he is not careful.
The Bureau of Investigation once positioned Han Fei as an investigator who controlled ghosts, but now his melee fighting ability is no weaker than that of Fu Lie. He has almost no shortcomings. He has been "trained" by the Bureau since its establishment.
The most terrifying and powerful investigator.
"Don't hold anything back. I will release all restrictions on you and let this flesh-and-blood war become a stepping stone for your promotion.',
I hope that the new city will be full of ghosts and ghosts, and blood sacrifices that are rarely seen are everywhere here. Unfortunately, the war is too cruel, and only the surviving party is qualified to enjoy them.
Feeling the strong desire in Han Fei's heart, Wu Chang, who was watched by the eyes of the gods, became the craziest ghost besides hatred. He has been accompanying Gao Cheng since he was the weakest. He and Gao Cheng have walked together until now. He will not give in.
Regarding his own destiny, he is not willing to be a kid who can only be bullied forever. Like Gao Cheng, he will slap the neck of destiny hard and fight for the slightest bit of fairness with ten or a hundred times of effort.
His eyes were red, and his impermanent obsession changed under the influence of Gao Cheng. He seemed to be born for war.
Killing, paranoia, absolute obedience to orders, and madness with a sanity rarely seen in other ghosts.
In the constant devouring and fighting, the chains of fate wrapped around Wu Chang began to loosen, and the fate arranged by the gods for every soul in the shrine was shattered!
Countless images flashed through Wu Chang's eyes, and those things seemed to be memories that did not belong to him.
Not only is it impermanent, as Gao Xing's present and past were killed, his control over the shrine weakened, and more and more ghosts and survivors broke free from the shackles of their original fate under the stimulation of death.
The tributaries of fate changed their routes one by one. The future that Gao Xing expected became increasingly distant, and his own destiny was also shaken.
The gods regarded the souls in the shrine as toys. He never thought that these toys and losers could one day drag him off the altar.
The impact of this blood sacrifice war was very great. It represented that the order established by the old gods was broken, the blood sacrifice failed, the shrine could not even provide much help and faith for happiness in reality, and the fate of destiny took an obvious turn at this moment!
On the frontal battlefield, the eyes of the gods found the location of all the hatred. When they were fighting each other, Han Fei used several hatreds to fight against the greater number. There was no need to release eternal life, and no hatred could maintain Guixi's existence.
Fighting with digital hatred at the same time.
More and more cracks appeared in the ghostly sky connecting heaven and earth. After Han Fei swallowed the hatred of two people, the bond that maintained the ghostly sky was broken.
The hatred and resentment in the city are willing to hunt down living people, but they are not willing to risk their souls and fight to the death with the possessor of a special personality in the daytime.
The nature of this war has long since changed. It was originally a war between ghosts and living people, but now it has become a collision between two waves of disaster, so many ghosts have begun to think about retreating.
Ordinary obsessions and resentments are okay, and they will go away. Once the hatred that makes up the ghost sky is gone, the ghost that has besieged Hope New City for three days will completely collapse.
I don't want to see this scene with all my hatred, but if I don't leave now, the last ones left behind won't have time to leave.
The ghosts and monsters sacrifice blood to the new city to celebrate the gods' birthdays. The survivors resist desperately because if they don't do this, their families will be destroyed. The fighting will of the two sides is not on the same level at all.
When Han Fei set his target on the third Hate, the Hate who was in the ghost talk category decisively chose to escape. This caused a chain reaction. The three major survivor strongholds attacked the ghost monster that could not be broken for three days.
Just like that, it fell apart, and the light shone into Hope New City again.
"Don't let them go! All ghosts who step into the new city will be shaken to their core!"
The survivors who have always been passively defensive and constantly giving in rarely have such an opportunity to hunt ghosts without any scruples and run with all their strength to expel the fear in their hearts.
Han Fei saved them and helped them regain their human dignity.
Each special personality owner rushes to the front, swinging his sword at the ghosts and darkness. If he falls, the people behind him will quickly catch up. If he goes forward and continues, a little spark can start a prairie fire.
The frontal battlefield gained an advantage with the help of Han Fei, but overall the situation is still very chaotic. The new city has been invaded by countless ghosts, and most of the buildings have been cursed by ghosts. There may be ghosts remaining in every room, everywhere.
You can see people and ghosts fighting for their lives.
In the resettlement site in the inner city that was ignored by everyone, several young children climbed up the high wall and looked at Han Fei, who was driving ghosts. Their faces looked mature and befitting their age.
"Our teacher woke up twelve hours earlier, which is somewhat different from the plan." No. 4 spoke in a low voice. On the surface, he was complaining, but in fact he breathed a sigh of relief: "In three days, I hope that the new city buffer zone
The surrounding areas were almost occupied, with numerous casualties and casualties. We also collected a large amount of blood food, which is almost enough."
"About?" No. 2's eyes were fixed on Han Fei: "Such words should not appear in our plan. Why did he wake up early? Did anyone else intervene?"
"Perhaps he also changed his destiny, causing you to misjudge." No. 4 spread out his hands indifferently: "We should prepare to leave. If we don't leave, be careful of being caught by him. Once this battle is over, he will survive.
His reputation among ghosts will be unparalleled, and he may be able to establish a new world where humans and ghosts coexist equally."
Seeing that No. 2 was unmoved, No. 4 directly carried him on his back: "You are always used to holding your destiny firmly in your own hands, but I think you should also try to trust others sometimes, just like...
..You were willing to believe No. 0 in the first place.”
"The two of them are different." No. 2 said decisively: "If I told you that one of them will disappear forever one day, would you choose to let him disappear, or would you choose to let No. 0 disappear?"
"Let the two of them consider this issue themselves." No. 4 carried No. 2 and left the resettlement site. The ghost was broken, and now was the best time to leave.
The two quietly came to a building in the outer city. Without alerting anyone, they continued down the passage inside the building and arrived at the underground headquarters of Xincheng Hope Pharmaceuticals.
The killings on the ground lasted for three days and three nights, creating countless dead souls and flesh and blood. All the sacrifices were poured into the ground according to the guidance of the "gods".
In the center of the overthrown statue of Gaoxing, there is a new statue made from the fragments of the statue of Gaoxing. The skin of this statue has been completely turned into flesh, and it looks exactly like Laughter.
A violent coughing sound sounded, and the blind boy in ragged clothes saw Number 2 coming back and slowly got up.
The moment he stood up, his face and body gradually changed, and finally he became No. 3.
Learning personality, No. 3 has a very ordinary personality, but he has brought this personality's ability to its extreme. He can simulate and copy any personality, and even knows how to use his own personality better than the original owner.
After the blind boy was killed, No. 3 became the "War Apostle" with the help of No. 2 with the help of his happy remnant soul, guiding
Blood sacrifice. In fact, even if he did not participate, the blood sacrifice would still happen. They just offered the sacrifice for happiness to Laughter.
"How's the progress?" No. 2's eyes were a little complicated.
"The flesh and blood body is still a little short of being formed, but come closer and listen carefully." No. 3 motioned to No. 2 to come over. After they got closer, they could vaguely hear a voice coming from the statue. It seemed to be the laughter of a madman.
He laughed hysterically in pain and despair: "Tens of thousands of people have begun to believe in Number Zero. Those people seem to regard Number Zero as their spiritual sustenance. They don't want to forget Number Zero."
Being remembered by more and more people is a rebirth to God.
"It seems that our teacher is not idle either. He wants to resurrect No. 0 in his own way, resurrecting this god who might kill him." No. 4 turned to look at No. 2: "You still insist on your opinion now.
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This chapter has been completed!