Han Fei fulfilled the wishes of the three souls. After a long night, everyone saw the light. This will be a new beginning.
With the encouragement of his family, the old ghost's grandson puffed up his chest, cried and gritted his teeth, trying to become what his relatives wanted him to be.
Laisheng's parents haven't fully recovered yet, so the child clings to his parents. No matter where his parents who turned into monsters go, he follows them and trots along.
Yinghuo also met the group friends he had helped, but he didn't expect that the first offline meeting would be such a hell.
In the past, his group friends relied on him, but in the deep world, he was protected by his group friends.
Everyone has found a way out, and Han Fei's soul attached to them is slowly disappearing.
"The wardrobe of 4444 has been destroyed, and the passage left by the butterflies cannot be used. How do I send them back? Do I use the Soul Resurrection talent?"
There was no better way at the moment, and Han Fei also wanted to give them more time.
After eating the food brought by Xu Qin, Han Fei's health returned to a safe level, but he was still unable to move his hands and feet vigorously. This time he was seriously injured and his face was almost disfigured.
"I'm fine, let's go and help Xiaoba calm down first." The butterfly's consciousness dissipated, but traces of its existence are still all over the dead building. Xiaoba and Zhuang Wen, who fell into madness, have crushed the butterfly to ashes, but they still can't let go.
Destroy the entire building.
In order not to be buried alive, everyone in Xingfu Community and the spiders tried their best to stop them.
After a long time, Xiaoba finally came out of his madness. The huge red shadow collapsed, leaving only eight incomplete souls in the ruins.
"The previous building manager told Wei Youfu not to leave the Happy Community unless absolutely necessary." Han Fei looked at the eight comatose figures with soft eyes, as if looking at his own relatives: "In reality, there are even
A person who has no friends actually meets his real family in the deep world."
Thinking of his relatives, Han Fei stood up and looked into the distance. He searched among the ruins for a long time, and finally saw Zhuang Ren's eldest daughter Zhuang Qing in a corner.
Curling up and holding a broken statue, the death curse on Zhuang Qing was lifted, and her memory began to slowly recover.
Supported by Xu Qin, Han Fei walked to Zhuang Qing and asked, "Where are your mother and sister?"
Raising her head in confusion, Zhuang Qing glanced at Han Fei and said in a hoarse voice, "Not long after they entered the Death Building, they were tortured to death by butterflies."
Her fingers grasped the pieces of the paper figurine on the ground, and green blood vessels sprouted on the back of her hand. Zhuang Qing seemed to be heartbroken: "The butterfly wanted to use us to summon the souls. At first, it pinched my sister's soul to threaten my mother and me.
Later, he threatened me with my mother and sister. That beast only wanted things that were useful to him, and I was the only one left."
Zhuang Qing's eyes were empty, and her only obsession began to waver. She had no memory of this world now.
"You are the only one left?" Han Fei shook his head gently: "Do you have any other wishes now? Maybe I can help you realize it."
"Wish?" Zhuang Qing seemed to have lost confidence in everything. Her world completely collapsed when her memory was restored. Now she only has the last obsession left: "I haven't seen my father for a long time. In my mind
All I have left in my memory about him is regret. The accident happened very suddenly, and I remember it very clearly. I even had a quarrel with him that morning."
"Do you want to meet him?"
"Butterfly has always wanted us to summon his soul into the building of death, but we have never succeeded. I know the steps of soul summoning. Only when both parties miss each other can the soul summoning be successful. Maybe my father does not miss us. The incident happened.
At that time, he was deeply involved in scandals. Others said that he had a trial with an actress and ended up in bed. Now he is probably remarried." Zhuang Qing held the cracked statue in her arms, looking lonely and lonely.
"The soul-calling failed not because he didn't want you, but because of other reasons."
"You don't need to comfort me."
"I'm telling the truth. In order to find you, your father quit his previous circle, lost his job, and was even willing to become a lunatic in the eyes of others." Han Fei decided to fulfill his promise to Zhuang Ren and walked to a nearby room.
The intact house: "Let him tell you himself."
After closing the door, Han Fei whispered two words in the room: "Calling the Soul!"
The attribute panel was like a blood-red ghost door, slowly opening, revealing a red and white "little fish" struggling in the sea of blood. He avoided ghost faces one after another, and finally jumped out of the sea with all his strength.
The gate of hell was closed and Zhuang Ren knelt on the floor. He looked at Han Fei in front of him with shock on his face.
"Han Fei?"
"Your daughter is outside this door."
As soon as Han Fei finished speaking, Zhuang Ren got up from the ground and pushed open the door in front of him.
The corridor outside was full of broken flesh and blood and ferocious ghosts. Zhuang Ren fell to the ground in fright, but at this moment his eyes saw Zhuang Qing in the corner.
Zhuang Ren, whose lips were trembling and afraid that he would not be able to stand even when he reached the station, climbed up by touching the wall.
He rushed through the ghosts and monsters and ran towards his daughter.
Compared with many years ago, Zhuang Ren's hair is completely white, his skin is loose, and his face is full of wrinkles. He was originally tall and somewhat fat, but now he has become a skinny old man.
His appearance has changed a lot, but his eyes are still the same as before.
Zhuang Qing experienced so much pain in the Death Building. She thought she was completely numb, but when she saw her father rushing toward her like this, tears still fell involuntarily.
Han Fei didn't want to disturb Zhuang Ren, but when Zhuang Ren approached Zhuang Qing, the last remaining statue suddenly burst into blood.
It was because that statue was protecting Zhuang Qing before that Zhuang Qing was not eaten by butterflies and survived by luck.
But now the statue seemed to have sensed something. The moment Zhuang Ren touched Zhuang Qing, it shattered into pieces, and the bloody light in the statue enveloped Zhuang Ren.
He fell to the ground in pain, holding his head and screaming. The figure with blood-red eyes seemed to be hidden in his mind, and the part of the memory that did not belong to him was activated.
The ghosts in the dead building were worried that the butterfly would be resurrected, so they all gathered around him. Han Fei was worried that Zhuang Ren would be frightened to death when he opened his eyes, so he quickly squeezed into the middle of the crowd.
"Calm down! Your daughter is by your side! It took a lot of effort for you to see her! Don't lose yourself!"
Han Fei shouted loudly, but it was of no use until Zhuang Qing stood up and hugged her skinny old father.
Zhuang Ren, who was almost out of control, slowly regained his sense around his family. He pressed his head with both hands, as if he wanted to open his head.
Han Fei was now frightened. If he had directly summoned Zhuang Ren in room 4144, he would have been tricked immediately.
After a long time, Zhuang Ren finally spoke. His eyes were filled with fear, and he stammered: "I have some broken pictures in my mind. Those are not things I have experienced!"
"What did you see?"
Zhuang Ren's mind was manipulated by the chairman of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical, and a sea of blood was hidden in it. The statue seemed to be able to resonate with that sea of blood.
"I saw a huge monster crawling out of the black cocoon. It was full of malice and was fighting with a man. In the end, both of them were injured, leaving behind two broken shrines." Zhuang Ren just put it in his mind.
He spoke about the fragments he saw in the movie, but he didn't know how much impact these words had on Han Fei.
"The monster crawled out of the black cocoon?" Han Fei has been to the bottom floor of the Death Building. He knows that all the death intentions in the entire Death Building are emanating from the giant cocoon. In other words, it can withstand unspeakable monsters.
The will to die comes from the giant cocoon.
Just the shed body can resist the singing voice. Although the singing voice is seriously injured, it is still an indescribable existence. From this, it can be inferred that the butterfly flying out of the giant cocoon should also be indescribable.
"What else did you see?" Han Fei's voice had a hint of chill in it.
"The man who fought with the monster told the monster that all its struggles were in vain and that it was destined to die in the most miserable way and disappear into the nightmare."
"Die in a nightmare? And then what?"
"No more. The monster finally escaped into a city completely shrouded in darkness. The man did not go deep, but said that one day he would completely destroy it."
The memory Zhuang Ren saw did not belong to him. He was just a pawn left by the Fu Sheng brothers, and perhaps one of the escape routes.
After listening to Zhuang Ren's words, Han Fei frowned and his eyes slowly moved to the security oiran and the madman in room 1144.
"The butterfly we killed always wanted to create another version of himself. In order to achieve this goal, he did a lot of crazy things, but why did he want to create other butterflies?"
"Paying such a high price just to prevent yourself from being alone?"
"Given the character of a butterfly, it would not do such boring things. It should have made another version of itself because it wanted the new butterfly to die in its place and accept the future destined in the nightmare instead of itself."
Han Fei thought of the countless remnant souls of children hanging on the giant black cocoon, and silently recited the words in the Soul Resurrection Night mission prompt: "Falling into the bottom of the nightmare, the nightmare and the devil stared at me without saying a word.
I wonder why I don’t struggle for help? I wonder why they ask such questions?”
"Isn't every child in the world like me? Being locked up in a cocoon from birth to finally growing wings?"
The bottom of the nightmare in the prompt is the giant black cocoon. Before the butterfly Han Fei killed became a butterfly, the giant cocoon already existed!
"Whether we killed a real butterfly or not, at least this guy has been punished. Next, we need to be prepared to improve our strength. Next time I will cut off its wings with my own hands."
Standing in the dead building, Han Fei looked at the city shrouded in darkness in the distance. There was no telling how many terrifying and unspeakable secrets were hidden in the boundless darkness.
The reunion was very short, mainly because it was almost dawn on earth.
Although Laisheng's parents were very reluctant to let their child go, they knew they had to send their child away.
As the ghost chasers in the dead building, they are the butterfly's puppets, completely obeying the butterfly's orders, and therefore know many of the butterfly's secrets.
The couple carried Laisheng, who was tired of crying, to Han Fei's side and motioned for Han Fei to follow them downstairs.
Following the exposed blood vessels in the Death Building, Han Fei and the others, led by the soul chasers, went to the deepest part of the Death Building.
As the shrine was destroyed, the heart inside was eaten away, and the giant cocoon began to break.
The flowers that covered the pit had long since withered, revealing an altar filled with "sacrifice", almost all of which were photos of children.
Withered blood flowers fell around the child's photo, which made people feel very uncomfortable just looking at it.
After the butterfly's consciousness dissipated, not only Laisheng's parents, but also other soul chasers seemed to wander here. They looked at the children in the photos with complicated emotions in their eyes.
"These photos seem to contain the hatred of butterflies."
Han Fei also placed all the photos he collected on the altar. Looking closely, he found that the children in the photos seemed to be still alive. They would blink at Han Fei from time to time, as if they were talking about something.
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When daybreak was about to break, the soul chasers jumped into the pit one by one. The bloody clothes on their bodies slowly faded, and the children's photos gradually gained color.
"Leave and don't come back again."
The body of the soul chaser merges with the hatred of the butterfly in the photo, as if it is a key that opens the shackles on the altar.
Children with color began to break away from the shackles of photos. When they developed the photos, there was still a glimmer of light in their souls.
The young and innocent souls are like fireflies. They rise in the dark night and converge into a shallow light.
I don’t know how many children’s nightmares have gathered under the dead building. The little bits of rising light connect the underground of the dead building and the sky in the deep world.
"This is a dream. After waking up from the dream, you have to live a good life."
Laisheng's parents pushed Laisheng into the center of the altar. His little body rose with the light curtain, and a shallow light overflowed from his mind and flew into Han Fei's body next to him.
Next are Yinghuo and the grandson of the old ghost. Those who have been summoned must go back before dawn. This is the last step in the night of returning to the soul.
Their summoned remnant souls ascended together with the souls of countless children, and seemed to have gone to where they should go.
The three souls and three souls returned to Han Fei's body. After they entered Han Fei's mind, the blood-red ocean of memory slowly returned to normal, and the blood-red orphanage was suppressed in the depths of his mind again.
The system exit button finally lit up, and Han Fei, who was relieved of the special status, breathed a long sigh of relief.
However, the accident he encountered this time also reminded him. Before, he thought it was due to his soul splitting that he could not leave the game, but when he thought about it carefully, it was not the case.
When his first soul was extracted, he could still exit. It wasn't until Laughing Han Fei was activated that the system prompted him to be in a special state and unable to exit the game.
"When the Scarlet Orphanage appeared in my mind, the system seemed to prohibit me from leaving. Is it worried about something?"
His memory gradually recovered, and after the three souls were completely integrated with Han Fei, he heard the system prompt.
"Attention, player No. 0000! You have stepped up to complete the E-level main quest Night of Resurrection! Get double experience rewards! Get the basic reward of free skill points plus five! Get the basic title as reward for the undead!"
"The Undead (the only exclusive E-level title): The first player to clear the Death Tower will receive the praise of the Undead! The upper limit of the mental threshold is increased by twenty! The brain power is increased by one! The physical strength is increased by one! The maximum health value is increased by twenty!"
"Attention player number 0000! You have found all your lost souls in the death building, rescued the souls who were summoned into the death building, destroyed the soul summoning ceremony, and successfully killed the butterfly! You have completed the main mission to the highest standard. Congratulations on getting extra
Additional rewards!”
"Curse (E-level active offensive ability): You who killed the manager of the dead building have become the most terrifying death curse in the dead building! Your words contain a curse, and your voice can affect everyone who listens.
.It can be used five times a day. The stronger the listener, the worse the effect of the spell."
"Attention, player number 0000! Your butcher knife has absorbed a lot of soul power in the past life, and now it has become sharper and more powerful!"
"Attention, player number 0000! You have killed a lot of resentment, killed butterflies, and obtained killing experience points as rewards!"
"Experience settlement, you have successfully reached level 14! Add one free attribute point!"
"Experience settlement, you have successfully reached level 15! Add one free attribute point!"
The system prompts kept ringing. Han Fei looked at the changing attribute panel. He was more curious about how many people the evil soul had killed?
You must know that you can't gain much experience by killing resentments in the deep world. You mainly rely on completing tasks. However, the evil soul killed so many resentments in just one night that the system gave a special prompt. This is simply incredible.