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Chapter 820 They are back

Chapter 820 They are back

Skyscraper, sixty floors.

It looks no different from reality here, as if I have returned to the old city of Xinhu at midnight.

"People who are on the 50th floor think that the 50th floor is heaven, but when they actually get here, they find that they are just changing from one hell to another hell." Ji Zheng took the camera to shoot, the corridor in the lens and everyone's eyes

The corridors are completely different.

Plant rhizomes like blood vessels are hidden under the wall. A large number of flowers similar to human faces bloom above the head. The ground will sink in from time to time, as if there are huge insects crawling underneath.

The 60th floor in Ji Zheng's shot seems to be a bloody botanical garden, full of man-eating monsters.

"The gods prefer plants to living people and animals, which is one of the reasons why he calls himself the master of the garden." Mr. Mo stood between Ji Zheng and Han Fei, covering his mouth and nose, very nervous: "You must not

Look down on these weird things. They feed on souls and flesh and blood, and have broken away from the category of plants. You can understand them as thoughtful killing machines."

There is a faint fragrance floating in the air, and occasionally some powder falls from the top of the head, which makes people intoxicated. I really want to find a comfortable bed and have a dream without waking up.

"Are there no living people on this floor?"

"The higher you go, the fewer living people there are. In the eyes of the gods, there is no difference between humans and animals. They are all just fertilizer." Ji Zheng came to the upper fifty floors that he had been thinking about. He had been observing the physical condition of the fearful boy and was worried.

Those pollen stimulated the boy: "These plants kill people as easily as drinking water. They use souls as food, which is extremely terrifying, but they will also bear fruits that are useful to living people."

"fruit?"

"One of the reasons why I came to the 50th floor is for the fruits." Ji Zheng held the fearful boy's hand: "This child is on the verge of becoming a taboo. Only those fruits that can soothe the soul can help relieve his pain."

Han Fei nodded: "Then do you know where the fruit is?"

"I don't know, but I've heard people say that there will be a core 'plant' on floors full of plants, which is called the main soul by the gods. It was planted by the gods themselves and occupies the best position. Its

There will be fertilizer ponds filled with corpses nearby, and the smell of blood cannot be concealed by the fragrance of flowers, so as long as we follow the smell, we will definitely find the main soul and obtain the most precious soul fruit." Ji Zheng walked in front with a camera, for

To save the boy, he stopped hiding behind and took the lead.

"Well... I can probably sense the location of the 'fertilizer pool'." Li Rou whispered. Ever since she saw Xu Qin, she didn't dare to speak too loudly: "Half-deformed ghosts are very sensitive to flesh and blood. I entered this layer.

Then I smelled the deep stench hidden in the fragrance of flowers."

She carefully avoided Xu Qin and took the initiative to lead the way.

After a few people walked through the seemingly ordinary corridor, Ji Zheng's hand holding the camera began to tremble slightly, and the world in the lens had already noticed changes.

The ground is covered with flowers with open mouths. Above their heads are branches waving like living arms. Thin roots are spread on the wall like nets. Passers-by will probably be swallowed directly if they pass by.

"You just go forward, leave the rest to me." Xu Qin stretched out his fingers, and the black fire was hidden in the curse, spreading on the roots of those plants.

Although they look like plants, they make extremely miserable screams when burned by black fire. Han Fei's House of Death also continuously collects the meaning of death.

The human-faced flowers were burned one after another. The appearance of Xu Qin greatly changed Han Fei's situation. They burned a passage with black fire and successfully entered the core area of ​​the 60th floor.

"This level is somewhat similar to a gardener's villa. Various souls and flesh are used to cultivate flowers unique to the deep world, and then let them continue to differentiate, and finally bloom flowers that have never appeared in the deep world." Han Fei followed the flowers.

The craftsman learned the skill of growing flowers. Whenever he saw a rare flower, he would be the first to ask Xu Qin to pick the flower and give it to him.

Ji Zheng watched Xu Qin keep sending flowers to Han Fei with a strange look in his eyes. He always felt that he had seen similar scenes on TV.

Han Fei, who has the E-level talent Flower Language, can communicate with flowers. Every flower here is a soul. They are like the paper figures on the fifty-first floor. They tried their best to climb up from the fifty-first floor, but they did not expect to meet

My own ending will be like this.

Human nature is extremely complex, and so are the flowers that bloom out of human nature.

The human face flowers are full of joy, anger, sorrow and joy, and they only dare to express their true inner thoughts after being picked off.

In order to protect themselves, they rebelled faster than flipping through a book, directly guiding Han Fei.

The fragrance in the air gradually becomes stronger, but smelling too much of this floral fragrance can make people feel dizzy and nauseated.

"It should be right here."

The black fire of hatred burned away the camouflage of those plants, and the true appearance of the core area on the 60th floor was exposed to the eyes of several people.

The rhizomes of all plants and flowers are connected to the column in the center of the building, which seems to be a heart connected by countless blood vessels, controlling the plants on the entire floor.

"Strange, the brain fragment No. 2 seems to be hidden among the pillars." Han Fei stopped. He still remembered the human pillar he had seen on the 49th floor. It was the closest he came to death after entering the skyscraper.

"You stay here." Xu Qin can be very forceful sometimes, such as when Han Fei may be in danger.

Holding the knife with her white fingers, ten curses filled with hatred turned into giant black ghosts, lingering around her.

"I have swallowed a lot of the curse of hatred. If I want to grow faster, I need to taste the poison planted unspeakably."

The sea of ​​flowers withered in the black fire. Xu Qin took out his knife and aimed it at the column in the center of the floor and chopped it off!

Blood sprouted from the ugly dry vines. It had eaten countless living people, wiping out the hope of the living into its own dirty body.

"Flowers are blooming souls. The gods built this layer to cultivate a certain flower."

Sections of vines crawled on the pillars, and ugly and disgusting faces peeked out from under the dark branches and leaves.

There are a large number of poisonous insects living around the pillars. They are huge, half human and half insect. Compared with the flowers of the soul, they are extremely ugly and dirty in the human world.

No girl likes bugs, and Xu Qin is no exception. She did not swing the knife, but stretched out her hand to hold the blade of the table knife.

The soul blood slid down the blade, and the curses around her rushed to devour it. All the curses that drank Xu Qin's blood turned into evil ghosts.

The curse collided with the garden owner's insect-men, setting off a huge wave of blood, but Xu Qin never glanced at the bastards from beginning to end. She stared at the pillar in front of her, and the blood between her fingers was entangled on the table knife.

The dark death curse was integrated with the blade, and the aura exuded by that table knife was much more terrifying than that of the past life.

Stepping forward, Black Fire opened the way. Xu Qin did not launch a sudden attack. Her and Han Fei's fighting styles were completely different. They crushed each other head-on without giving the opponent a chance to counterattack.

"What a scary woman..." Ji Zheng glanced at Han Fei quietly, feeling a little admired and a little envious. Only now did he understand where the other party's greatest confidence came from.

Countless vines were torn to pieces, branches and leaves were burned layer by layer, all layers of protection were torn away, and the pillars revealed their original appearance.

On the pillar covered with human faces, there is a delicate Bana flower blooming.

The flower was rooted on a piece of brain fragment, and the extended roots reached into the mouths of all the faces on the pillar. The gods were using this layer of nutrition to supply the flower.

"Attention, player number 0000! You have discovered a D-level rare flower - Beloved!"

"Beloved: This was the garden owner's favorite flower. He loved that woman, at least that's how he and she deceived themselves."

The system prompt reminded Han Fei of another thing. The little fat man told him before he died that the name of the big ghost's work was "Beloved", which meant that this flower was probably related to the big ghost.

The feeling of oppression from the top floor was getting stronger and stronger. Han Fei didn't care so much and immediately shouted to Xu Qin: "Except for the brain fragments, everything else is destroyed!"

After saying these words, Han Fei felt chills running down his spine, and his breath seemed to freeze into ice. He seemed to have violated some taboo in the mind of the gods.

Raising the knife, Xu Qin didn't care what the gods would think. He raised the knife and dropped it. The cursed blade cut off the flower stem, and a woman's ear-piercing scream rang out from the falling flower of the other side!

Han Fei's ears were bleeding, and Ji Zheng and others were lying on the ground.

Only Da Nie and Xu Qin on the floor were unaffected. When Xu Qin put away his knife, Da Nie excitedly rushed towards the human pillars and violently hit the faces of those people who were penetrated by plant roots.

Han Fei always accidentally violates the taboos of the gods, while the evil one always likes to take the initiative to provoke the gods. In order not to leave any chance for his master, he can be considered to have gone to great lengths.

All the plant roots and vines were waving wildly, trying to retrieve the fallen flowers, and Da Nie rushed into the encirclement.

The plant roots on the human pillar pierced Da Ni's body, and it poured soul poison into the human pillar with a look of enjoyment on its face.

A large area of ​​rhizomes withered, and the flower named Beloved was picked up by Xu Qin.

The curse that belongs to Xu Qin crawls onto the stem of the flower, and Xu Qin wants to turn the flower into what she wants.

The petals fell, and various chaotic sounds began to appear upstairs. The elevators in the elevator room seemed to be out of control and falling crazily. The whole building seemed to be screaming.

The strong sense of oppression made everyone unable to move, but Xu Qin held the flower and looked up in an extremely provocative manner.

The screams kept approaching, and as a certain elevator opened on the sixty-first floor, the oppression felt extreme.

Red blood flowers bloomed on the walls burned by black fire, and a strange fragrance filled the sixty-first floor.

Footsteps sounded, and the next moment blood enveloped the core area where Han Fei was.

There was a woman standing at the entrance of the corridor. She was wearing a soul-woven dress and a queen's mask.

There is an unreality everywhere in the woman. She seems to be a ghost imaginary by the gods, integrating all the perfections that the gods can think of.

"Is this the big ghost?" Han Fei took out the butcher knife of death.

"No, she should be just a flower in the unspeakable garden, far from being a true love." Xu Qin cut off the stem of the flower, picked up a petal and put it between her lips: "But I like the taste of this flower very much.

"

Drawing the knife forward, Xu Qin belongs to the type of men and women who kill each other. After all, who doesn't want to meet such a big sister next door in the deep world?

Hearing Xu Qin's voice, rose marks bloomed on the fair skin of the "Queen". It seemed that whenever her mood fluctuated greatly, divine marks would appear.

"I'm here to stop her. You hurry up and destroy the things inside this pillar." Xu Qin threw the flower to Han Fei and stood alone between the queen and the human pillar.

Han Fei didn't waste time. He asked the good soul to pull the third brain fragment out of the plant roots.

"Attention, player number 0000! You have obtained a D-level rare fragment - brain."

"Brain (D-level fragment): An indescribable main body fragment of the brain, enough to support the soul flowers of the whole building, inheriting his strongest ability during his lifetime! Now you have successfully obtained his approval and can use its accompanying abilities

.”

"Usurping God (one of the exclusive abilities of D-level brain fragments): Sacrifice a remnant soul, and then at the cost of losing everything, forcefully enter the unspeakable shrine, start with nothing, and usurp the throne of God!"

"Attention! This ability can only be used once per night. After touching the statue, you can forcefully enter the unspeakable memory at the cost of losing all abilities, so that the owner of the shrine cannot lock your position in the memory world!"

"Attention! The probability of survival after using this ability is infinitely close to zero!"

When the Soul of Goodness handed the brain fragment to Han Fei, the last chain in the depths of his mind automatically shattered, and an irresistible force sucked the blank soul that symbolized Han Fei's childhood into the brain fragment.

Good, evil, and the blankness of childhood, the three chains that bound the Bloody Orphanage were all broken, and Han Fei's mind turned blood red in an instant.

Figures appeared one after another at the classroom window of the Bloody Orphanage, the bell rang, and a strange song sung by thirty children floated in his mind, coming from Han Fei's mouth.


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