Even in the world behind the door, there are very few ghosts as crazy as the painter.
He is different from other monsters. He cannot be evaluated in terms of good or evil. No one knows what he is thinking in his heart, and no one knows what he will do in the next second. But one thing is for sure, this red man is very terrifying.
In order to achieve the goal, it can be said that the means justify the means.
He doesn't care about other people's opinions and has no moral constraints. Everything he does is entirely because he feels he should do it.
Such people are very scary, and the man in the blood mist also understands this.
The smelly wind swept through the sky, and screams resounded throughout the campus, but neither the villain nor the painter wavered.
The evil bit the painter's arm, his belly was stretched, black blood vessels appeared on the pig's face, and his body gradually became uncoordinated.
The painter's situation is not too good either. He uses his body as a carrier to direct all the sins accumulated in the East and West campuses to the mouth of evil.
He wanted to kill evil and deal with the sins accumulated in the ghost school.
The idea is good, but the problem is that he is the one who acts as the conduit. All sins will be injected into the painter's body first, and then enter the mouth of evil.
This is a battle of wills. Whoever cannot bear it first will have a miserable end.
Black blood vessels appeared on the face, and the blood vessels seemed to be venomous snakes swimming, beating constantly, and might burst at any time.
In this case, the painter looked at the man in the blood mist.
Blocked by layers of thick fog, the man knew that the painter could not see him, but he still felt a little guilty. He was very afraid of the painter's ability.
"Are all the dirty things in that city the same as you?" The painter's expression was very scary, and the word "ferocious" is no longer enough to describe him: "Are you just hiding in the fog and don't even have the courage to face your own desires?
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"The fact that you talk more means that you have become weaker." The man in the blood mist didn't care what the painter said at all. He used the blood mist to cover his body: "I only want that door..."
"You will never find that door. Even if the door is in front of you, you can't see it." The painter seemed to be speaking to keep himself rational. His face had been completely deformed and distorted. At this time, he was better than him.
Every monster I have ever drawn must be terrifying.
Endless sins and negative emotions rushed into his body, and the pain experienced by all the ghost school students reappeared in his mind. There are always many things in life that can hurt people's hearts. It may be a sentence or a thing. They are like
It's a nail driven into my heart.
On the surface, he still has a smile on his face, but as long as his heart is still beating, the wound will be affected, and black blood will flow out from time to time.
It's not difficult to pull out the nail that's stuck in your heart, but even if you really feel relieved, an ugly wound will still be left after the nail is pulled out.
The more painful the sting, the deeper the wound. The painter could not smooth out the wound in everyone's heart, so he could only pull out the nail first, and then erase the children's related memories.
If you don't think about it, it won't hurt. The painter helped every child in the east and west campuses and left only the good things to them. Those nails that symbolized pain were put into the garbage transfer station.
The more unbearable the memory is, the deeper it is buried.
These nails will not disappear just because the owner forgets them. In the final analysis, they are also part of the memory, because life is complete only when there is pain and sadness.
The painter has never thought about how to deal with these "garbage". At this time, evil appeared.
"I seem to have been mistaken about one thing. Heaven is not without sin. When the sun sets, there are destined to be shadows. Maybe I can build a paradise in the dark." The painter was murmuring to himself, and it seemed that only by constantly thinking could he succeed.
Will not be lost.
He is now on the verge of collapse. When Dr. Gao endured the sins behind the three-star scene, he almost collapsed with the strength of the top red clothes. At this time, the painter is enduring the disaster of the four-star scene. He has been able to survive until now.
not easy.
This is a battle of wills. The painter is on the verge of going crazy, and the evil situation is not good either.
He can swallow negative emotions, absorb disasters and misfortunes, but transformation takes time. He has never encountered such a situation, and no one before the painter would spend several years peeling off the negative emotions in a four-star scene.
All sins.
He has a huge appetite, but he still can't swallow the misfortune of the entire ghost school.
The monsters in the bloody city underestimated the Psychic Ghost School. Even if there is no complete presence of the above in red clothes, it is still a four-star scene rated by the black mobile phone!
Evil thoughts like a black waterfall were injected into the painter's body, and then all of them were sent into the mouth of evil.
Time lost its meaning behind the door, and no one knew how long it had passed before Evil's body began to deform, his pig-face mask was stretched open, and his whole body swelled several times.
"That mouth is not the end. If you want freedom, go and fight for it. Break it and you can get everything you want." The painter knew what he had locked up in the garbage transfer station. It was this ghost school.
The darkest side.
The pressure the evil bears is much greater than that of the painter. It does not have any time to breathe. Before the sins in its belly are digested, more evil spirits condensed from darkness and despair get into its mouth.
The eyes under the pig face mask moved uneasily, and he made an unpleasant sound in his throat, just like a fish lover who had fish bones stuck in his throat.
The man in the blood mist had a bad premonition, and he had to take action to buy time for the evil to be digested.
"You heretic behind the door." The man finally decided to take action. The blood mist turned into a red storm, and the man stood in the center of the storm: "Let me tell you how stupid it is to build a paradise in hell."
As soon as the leading man made a move, the painter immediately responded. The other arm behind his back stretched towards the dormitory building where Lin Sisi was.
On the other side of the mirror, Lin Sisi seemed to have known that this day would come for a long time. He looked back at his dormitory and left quietly.
The arm scratched the mirror surface, and the second fulcrum was destroyed. Countless mirror fragments composed of memories and dreams fell down, and each mirror reflected the painter's figure.
The wounds on his body were torn, and the arms stretched out from the wounds were stained with black blood. They waved slowly: "Every mirror here is my eyes. As long as I see you, everything about you will be
I deprive.”
The painter was not afraid of anyone at all, and his madness exceeded everyone's expectations, including Chen Ge.
Arms grabbed the evil one by one and pierced the evil's swollen body. The artist did not care about the man in the blood mist, but tried his best to stuff the disasters and sins in the ghost school into the evil's body.
The black waterfall surged, and Evil's body finally exploded after it expanded to its limit!
Countless evil spirits emerged from the evil body, and the entire ghost school was shrouded in negative emotions.
The depressed, gloomy, black-blooded painter threw away his evil body and stood in the center of the ghost correction.
"I destroyed the good and threw away the evil. Now you are the only one left. Come on, let me paint for you!"