My Iyashikei Game

Reminder: In order to prevent incomplete access to the latest chapters and garbled characters, please do not use the browser reading mode. The addition of Crazy Laughter brought the Paradise Battlefield to the final stage. This God Box Memory World could not bear the simultaneous action of several managers and Crazy Laughter, Meng and others.

As the focus of everything, Han Fei's situation at this time is also not optimistic. After Meng's plan was destroyed, it became angry and wanted to drag everyone to bury. The poisonous madness hidden in the corpse of the first generation of ghosts spread rapidly, and Meng used this corpse as a medium to spread some kind of poison against the memory world of the God Box throughout the city.

The human manager and my manager also noticed the abnormality of the dream. The dream they are facing now is not the dream that they want to be resurrected in memory, but a more terrifying and evil guy.

The first-generation ghost was buried under Paradise, and the countless blood vessels on its body were connected to Paradise, and the first to be affected by those poisonous fatigues was Paradise.

The cracked earth oozes blood. Whether it is a building or a living person, everything in the memory world of the God Box will turn into fly ashes as long as it touches blood, and the obsessions and memories that support their existence will turn into black fire. They ignite themselves.

This ability has exceeded the limit of hatred, and only ineffable can cause such huge damage to the world of divine food memory.

"Kill it! This is the best chance to kill it completely!" There is a problem with the poison hidden in the corpse!

There was a disagreement between the two managers of the park. The human manager wanted to take this opportunity to destroy the first-generation ghost and closed the channel, but my manager felt that the dream had to be stopped.

When the two were hesitating, the wild laughter that came out of countless crazy wills came to the first generation ghost. He had no reverence for the unspeakable, and there was an indescribable madness floating around him.

"This is my paradise, they were ready to make me into a new first-generation ghost, they injected despair into my body day and night, and let me see and experience all the pain in the world; I have had happiness, and after tasting the taste of happiness, I will smash all the good things in front of me; in order to accomplish my goals,

In the end, they ordered me to kill all the people with my own hands, wanting me to be surrounded by self-blame and pain forever..."

The hysterical laughter is mixed with the screams of children. If you listen carefully, you can find the nursery rhymes in the screams. It was a very cruel, bloody and sinful song.

There is no way to divide the strength of Mang Laughing in the way of a ghost. He is not hatred, nor resentful, he is a special deformed existence.

He may only be a little stronger than Han Fei who has just entered the memory world of the shrine, but if he is given enough time to spread the madness throughout the city, he will cause a catastrophe.

Dream, Man, Me, Manic Laughter, the four "monsters" that can mobilize the power of spiritual sense, without any reservations, the first-generation ghost, who is the core of the shrine, also began to resist under the drive of Han Fei. The influence of readers and dreams, but Han Fei also has his own way.

Headache healed the head, foot pain healed the foot, Han Fei let all the despair contained in the corpse explode, and the poison spread to the liver, cut off the liver, spread to the thigh, and cut off the thigh.

In the struggle of the five forces, the sky was drained of blood and tears, and the night was also penetrated, but unlike the past, the channel on the chest of the first generation ghost was not destroyed.

The poison of the dream spread throughout the city, and the boundless black mist poured out of the passage. Not only was the deep world not sealed, but it was further integrated with reality.

Han Fei didn't appear as the savior this time. Because of his choice, the memory world of the God Box became what it is now.

"Is this the future you want to see!" In the depths of the paradise labyrinth, there was a dying young man lying on the ruins. The smiling mask on his face was shattered, revealing his blood-stained face.

Looking at the collapsed city, his face was imprinted with all kinds of extremely complicated emotions. "Now you know why I chose to open the front of the black box?"

A sigh came from his mouth, and he shouted at the first-generation ghost: "Close the passage, Han Fei! It seems that there are various choices in the world, but in fact there are no choices at all. The road you have to take is a dead end!"

It was not until Meng no longer concealed his strength and fully spread the poisoned wine to the whole city that Fu Sheng appeared. As the owner of this memory divine food, Han Fei had already seen all the things he wanted Han Fei to see, and then he looked at Han Fei. Not my choice

"Dream isn't dead, it's been beating your mind all the time. If you are controlling the first-generation ghost at this time, then the poison that the dream targets at you will instantly encroach on your memory fragments.

Han Fei is very smart. After seeing Meng's various plans, he immediately understood.

How can it be so simple to become an unspeakable existence? Fu Sheng knew what Meng was going to do, and Meng also knew how Fu Sheng would deal with it. Both sides were conspiracy, and they collided head-on, so they used subtle changes to game the two indescribably representing two different paths. When I died this time, I chose the front, but that choice was only to pave the way for this last time.

"Now that I've come this far, I must see what the city will look like when the deep world and reality merge.

Ignoring f, Han Fei's main consciousness made the final decision. He let go of all restraints, concentrated all the forces that could be mobilized in the corpse, tore the blood vessels around the passage, and watered the passage with the blood of the first-generation ghost.

The huge body of the first generation of ghosts began to shrink, and the despair and negative emotions that had accumulated in the world for countless years became sacrifices for sacrifice. Black flames emerged around the passage, like dancing fierce gods.

People management and I management were stopped by mad laughter, Han Fei perturbed his fate and completely opened the channel of the first generation of ghosts.

The black fog spread all over the city in an instant, blocking the sky and shrouding the earth.

Han Fei, who was regarded as hope by several people, did not lead everyone to see the newborn sun, but dragged the whole city into eternal night forever.

Ugh…"

The black fog in the depths of the passage gradually faded, and Han Fei looked into the passage. On the other side of the passage was not the deep world, but a dilapidated shrine with a faceless statue enshrined in the god.

"Originally, this statue will have your face printed on it."

In the collapsed city, blood lights flew towards the statues, including the first doctor Han Fei met, the director of the orphanage, the paper maker, etc. All the consciousnesses scattered in the city returned, and the masked ones returned. f also slowly disappeared.

Fu Sheng's facial features gradually appeared on the faceless statue, and a long and a paper maker appeared in the god box in the paradise. All Fu Sheng's consciousness scattered in the city returned, and those who wore masks slowly disappeared.

Fu Sheng's facial features gradually appeared on the faceless statue, and the god in Paradise finally appeared. The end of the passage is not the deep world, Fu Sheng just hid God Wan there.

Everything in the memory world of the shrine was constructed based on Fu Sheng's memories during his lifetime. Destiny was changed, the channel was opened, and the deep world and the real world were completely integrated. Such a thing has never happened, and Fu Sheng would never allow such a thing. occur.

"You are really stubborn. You can have everything, but you choose to take the hardest way." Fu Sheng's voice came from the statue. His eyes were full of vicissitudes, and he looked at everything in the city with a kind of Pity, this is what Fu Sheng really looks like.

"You could have been resurrected on me, but you didn't choose to do that. In fact, you also want to try other options and see if you can go on other paths, don't you?" Han Fei's main consciousness is hidden in the first generation ghost In his mind, his consciousness was about to merge with the first-generation ghost. Once the fusion was completed, Han Fei would no longer be himself.

Fu Sheng in the idol did not deny it, he just kept staring at Han Fei's main consciousness.

The sky collapsed, the city collapsed, and everything was destroyed. Fu Sheng wanted to use these to tell Han Fei the consequences of choosing the reverse side of the black box. He did it, but it didn't change Han Fei's mind.

When Han Fei and Fu Sheng faced off, there were sporadic shouts in the distance. "The source of the disaster is Paradise! He can't be left alone! Let's go together!" Han Fei!

"Xiaoyou's mother said they are here! Call everyone over!" "What are you afraid of! Crush!"

"I'm not afraid of death, could I be afraid of you ghosts?"

"These lunatics still want to block the road, I tell you, if normal people go crazy, it will be even more terrifying than these perverts. People rushed towards the source of the disaster. They went backwards, and together with the most well-meaning ghost, with the unique tenderness in their hearts, they sent out their own roars towards the end of the world!

There is no way to escape, only resistance, since the sun can't rise, then we will be the blazing fire that illuminates the night!

"Time will tell who is right." Han Fei and Fu Sheng both saw the crowd rushing towards the edge of the paradise. The people and ghosts turned into light and charged towards the end of the world: "The path you chose didn't work out, why not Try another way?

Han Fei's main consciousness controlled the first-generation ghost and grabbed the divine quilt at the end of the passage. As long as he could become the new master of the divine food, everything would end.

There is also a dream who has the same idea as Han Fei.

The other party searched the memory world but could not find the magic box, and finally found that the magic box had been hidden under its nose.

Seeing that Shenna was about to be polluted by the dream, Fu Sheng was not in a hurry at all, his eyes were still on Han Fei, as if he was making a final trade-off. "After I had the black box, level 20 walked out of the happy community for the first time, but you saw me at level 21 and passed all the tests I put on you." Fu Sheng in the statue looked at Han Fei: "Maybe you The color that is really more suitable for this idol than me slowly faded, and Fu Sheng's facial features began to blur: "What you have experienced now may still have a little goodwill and hope, but then you have to face it alone. What's more, the most distorted human nature, the deepest malice, and many things more terrifying than ghosts.

"No matter what I face, I will not back down, because whether in reality or in the deep world, there are many people who bet their last hope on me."

Hearing Han Fei's answer, Fu Sheng's expression softened slightly, and his eyes finally moved away from Han Fei to look at the destroyed city with a memory.

"Maybe you can really go farther than me, and I wish you chose the right path." The face on the statue became more and more blurred, and Fu Sheng, the owner of the shrine, seemed to have made a final decision: "Live well. , after this shrine is destroyed, you should be the only person in the world who knows that I once existed."

The arm of the statue was slowly picked up, and Han Fei, whose main consciousness and the first generation of ghosts were blended, was being dragged towards the shrine by some force.