No. 3's sharp knife was pulled out from Crow's neck. The surrounding murderers who retreated were stunned for a short time, and then all looked at No. 3.
Clown Mask is a new core member of the three major criminal organizations. He has a mysterious background and crazy actions. He is a complete pervert. No one can guess his thoughts.
"What are you looking at? Don't you have to die if you look at me?"
A smile began to appear on No. 3's face, and the corners of his mouth slowly pulled to both sides, and his smile became more and more hysterical.
Number Three, who has the personality of learning and simulation, began to imitate the maniacal laughter. He was imitating another god in the memory world of this shrine.
When laughter reverberated in Laboratory No. 4, a loud noise came from the elevator in the distance. The body of the madman who had just left flew out of the elevator car, and thick blood spattered all over the floor.
"You have been chasing me for so long, why don't you chase me? If you don't chase me, we will come to find you." No. 4 spat out a mouthful of blood. He walked out of the elevator covered with injuries, with death in his eyes.
He was haunted by thoughts. At this time, he was more terrifying than any murderer, just like a devil crawling out of a pool of blood.
"Don't be blinded by the killing. You have to stay rational." Number 5 followed closely behind Number 4. He also held knives in both hands. In order to take care of other young children, he was forced to pick up the butcher knife.
The children of Class 7 are different from the aborigines of this shrine memory world. Their personality strength does not come from happiness, but from themselves.
Every bit of personality strength they use is a "gift" they have earned through torture and pain, soaked in their despair and hope. This strength will always be with them and no one can take it away.
In a sense, the children in Class 7 are much stronger than Han Fei now.
"Bang!"
The doors of the other two elevators were blown open, and more and more children walked out. Everyone gathered on the eighteenth floor underground. In this world, which is the closest to hell, the children saw what once brought them despair.
"Whether it's a black box or a black box, just for such a thing, countless children have been used as sacrifices and will live in nightmares forever. Someone needs to repay this blood debt." The child with a lucky personality is carrying No. 2 on his back.
, they stood among the crowd.
"The Forbidden Building is a trap for you to harvest the people in the world where your own shrine is remembered. You cannot use the power of the memory shrine here. It's a pity that we come from outside the shrine." Every step of the fate is seen by No. 2: "Before destroying the statue, you will face
It's us who are right. After destroying the statue, you will face the anger of Han Fei and all the survivors in this world. Those who try to control destiny will one day be backlashed by fate. I have already paid the most painful price.
Now it is your turn."
The wild laughter echoed with the statues outside the forbidden building. No. 3's body was undergoing terrible changes. Dark red blood streaks appeared on his skin. People's belief in gods became No. 3's strength.
Normally, even if Number Three has the most special personality, it would be difficult for him to imitate the gods, but he has always lived in the consciousness of laughter. This relationship is even closer than blood, so not only will laughter not stop Number Three,
I will do my best to help No. 3.
The members of the three major criminal organizations cannot stop those children. Everything they have is given by the gods. But now the gods have entered the Black Dream Instrument and are undergoing the most critical step of the ritual. The gods cannot take care of them and will not give them extra money.
strength.
The soul in the black dream, which represented a happy future, noticed something strange outside, but he couldn't be distracted now.
Blocking all interference from the outside world, I happily opened the divine door of the shrine.
The flesh-and-blood statue grew together with the huge instrument, and Gao Xing's ambition was very great. He wanted to integrate with the brain of the Immortal Pharmaceutical underground, live forever in the consciousness of countless people, and become a true god.
"Just for a black box, you ruined the lives of so many children, artificially created despair, and filled their blank destiny with filth and blood?" The voice of No. 1 sounded in the dark dream, and his expression had not been too big all the time.
The ups and downs of No. 1, this time there was anger in his words.
Gao Xing turned around and looked not far away. No. 1, who was wearing orphanage clothes, had entered the black dream at some point. As the owner of the black dream instrument, Gao Xing
I didn't find out until now.
"You killed so many people just to let everyone play a game like this with you?" No. 1 clenched his hands into fists and looked directly at God: "I know you have also suffered pain and injustice, but this is not you.
If you destroy other people's reasons, I will kill you, I will definitely kill you."
Number 1 raised his right hand. Because he was fearless, he dared to stand in front of the gods; because of his firm belief, he dared to wave his fist at the gods.
A person will experience all kinds of things in his life. Miracles do not exist from the beginning. They are not rewards given by fate to the bravest, but opportunities that are snatched away from fate by the bravest.
All the children on the eighteenth floor underground looked at No. 1, the mortal who was shaking his fist at the gods.
Stepping and sprinting, No. 1 was fearless, nightmares and ghosts fled in both directions, and even fate began to give in.
No. 1 abandoned all distracting thoughts, and only had a happy and fuzzy face in his eyes.
The Black Dream Instrument cannot be entered by ordinary people. Gao Gao never thought that such a change would happen. All his plans revolved around Han Fei and Kuangxiao. The killings and experiments were all to cultivate suitable successors to the black box. The other children were just
He never cared about the discarded remnants.
But who could have expected that on this most perfect day, it would be those "residues" and "waste" that he ignored that would pose the greatest threat to him.
Time, destiny and indescribable divine power were all penetrated by that punch. Gao Gao never thought that such a ridiculous thing would happen, and he never thought that the strongest personality was hidden among the dead children.
Miracles have always existed, and life itself is a miracle. In the countless nights and silence, everyone is his or her own miracle.
Light flashed in the dark dream, and No. 1's fist hit the god's cheek hard, causing his body to hit the shrine.
There was a slight stagnation in the operation of the instrument, the bridge leading to the deep world was shaking, and an obvious crack appeared on the flesh and blood statue.
When the members of the three major criminal organizations who were still alive saw this, they collapsed to the ground in fear. In their minds, the almighty god who held the power of life and death for everyone was actually knocked down by one person.
"Miracle Personality?"
His face that was blurred with joy slowly became clear. He didn't know why his power failed when facing this child, and he had never heard of the existence of a miraculous personality.
Maybe there is no so-called miracle personality in the world, it's just because of No. 1 that I have such a personality.
Five fingers stretched forward, grabbing No. 1's neck happily: "It's a pity that the miracle you worked so hard to create only caused a crack in my statue."
"Miracles don't happen that easily, and I never rely on myself." No. 1 is still neither humble nor arrogant even if the gods pinch his neck. He is the oldest among all the children, and he is also the one who always stands at the front.
Gao Gao seemed to realize something. He turned his head suddenly, and another indescribable aura emerged from his flesh and blood statue!
Number Three's wild laughter rang out, and under the cover of his imitation of the wild laughter, Number Two, lying on the back of Lucky Personality, completed the real plan.
The ropes of fate on the flesh and blood statue were broken. The flesh and blood statue in the main shrine showed a painful expression. The cracks on its body began to expand and soon spread to the whole body!
Number 2 once again used his indescribable ability in order to give the statue a fatal blow.
This time to usurp the gods, there were two "Unspeakables" who entered the Gao Xing shrine. One sacrificed his wild laughter. He was about to lose his mind in the future that Gao Xing was looking forward to. If Han Fei and the other children could not complete the usurping of the gods,
, Laughing will sacrifice in vain and completely become a part of the Happy Shrine; the other is the real unspeakable child No. 2. He has been hiding his true abilities, not interfering with the operation of the shrine, and hiding himself.
Before Gao Xing returned to his true form, his split soul wanted to fight the real Ineffable No. 2, but it was not close.
"Attention, player number 0000! The last statue inside the building has been destroyed! The brain seal is gradually being lifted!"
The flesh-and-blood idol collapsed, the black dream instrument ran slower and slower, and the bridge of despair that had been built no longer extended forward.
At this time, the ground on the 19th floor underground was almost completely transparent, and beneath everyone's feet was the top floor of the skyscraper, the deep world forever shrouded in darkness.
Holding Han Fei's head in his arms, he happily stood next to the shrine. The day he was most looking forward to did not come after all.
The seal was lifted, and the black mist of greed floated out from a certain body repair warehouse and swept the entire eternal life building.
The forbidden building was wrapped in greed, evil spirits from the abyss were roaring, and hands stained with sin grabbed the edge of the repair warehouse.
"Injustice has its origin, and debt has its owner. If you hold his head, it's normal for him to want to kill you." No. 3 laughed wildly and rushed into the black dream. He and No. 2 teamed up to save No. 1.
All the idols were destroyed and the stage could be left to professional actors.
The hatred dissipated, and Han Fei, who broke the seal, appeared in his strongest state. His greedy personality and healing personality that had been awakened eight times changed the rules of the forbidden building.
"Your past has been killed and your present has been eaten. As long as you destroy your future, I can become the new owner of this shrine." Han Fei's eyes stared at the shrine in the Black Dream Instrument, and he also saw the joy in his heart.
The head inside.
"Since you gave me that black box, let me change your world."