Chapter 807 It’s night in Xinhu
“Totalitarianism?”
“Family members of the gods? Isn’t that the only one left in the pseudo-god’s household registration book?”
Han Feihe The evil souls looked at Mr. Mo together, and were stared at by the two men like this, Mr. Mo felt suffocated, and he quickly explained: "The eyes contain divinity. This white-haired old man is a 'family member' recognized by the gods. Killing him is tantamount to challenging the gods head-on."
" How do you know this? ”
"Totalitarianism is the most unprovoked existence in the building. You should still remember the dancer, right? He was once a totalitarian on the 50th floor. After dedicating everything he had, he and the gardener took advantage of the god to fall into a deep sleep. Escaped." Mr. Mo revealed another secret to Han Fei.
"Dancer was once a totalitarian?"
"The god has killed countless people in his life. There are many people who are afraid of him, afraid of him, and want to kill him, but those who have helped him But very few. According to the dancer, all the totalitarians are people who have helped him in the life of the gods. This kind of help must be the kind of help that does not ask for anything in return and has no interests." Mr. Mo observed. Feeling that the old man's head was bleeding, he waved his hands anxiously: "Anyway, don't kill him yet, those eyes represent gods."
"I tortured him with various methods, but he refused to die. Telling the secret of the gods, it turns out that the problem lies in this eyeball." The evil soul seemed to have finally figured it out. He lifted the old man up with one hand, and the threads of fate all over his body rushed towards the old man's head!
“What are you going to do!” Mr. Mo was dumbfounded.
"I want to eat God's eyes and spy on God's destiny." The body made of flesh and blood limbs expanded to both sides. The evil soul mobilized all its power and tore the corners of its mouth bit by bit, preparing to swallow the eyeball into its belly.
"Crazy, you are really crazy!" This was the first time Mr. Mo saw such a person. He grabbed Han Fei's clothes, hoping that Han Fei could stop the evil spirit, but Han Fei's current His expression was one of expectation.
What about God? He is only allowed to cultivate people as flowers, but not allowed to eat his eyes?
Countless threads of fate took root in the old man's head, advancing step by step, cutting off the connection between the eyes and the outside world.
The old man felt an unprecedented threat and began to struggle violently. The evil soul that had been prepared directly spread his flesh and blood to the old man's body, fusing his body with that of the dean.
"You can't run away, let me taste the flesh and blood of the gods!"
A piercing scream sounded, and the blood-red eyes embedded deeply in the old man's head were pulled out bit by bit by the thread of fate.
Black rain is falling harder and harder, strong winds are blowing, thunder is roaring, and skyscrapers are trembling slightly.
That special eyeball emits a bloody light, and the terrifying murderous intention contained in it easily cuts off the approaching thread of fate, but the evil soul is not a good thing. After a thread of fate is broken, ten A thread would be replenished in an instant. Today, he was determined to eat the eyeballs containing divinity and taste the indescribable taste.
Every effort was made to mobilize all the ropes of fate in the building, but the evil spirit still could not completely peel the eyeball from the old man's head.
"Let me try." Han Fei barely supported his body and took out the butcher knife of the past life. He pushed the human blade to the extreme and aimed at the connection between the old man's head and eyes to chop it off!
With the cooperation of the past life butcher knife and the thread of fate, that special eye was finally dug out!
After the eyes left the old man's head, infinite coercion emitted from the inside, and the blood radiated to the surroundings. Everything in the building succumbed to the blood unconditionally. Once the blood light was allowed to disperse, the consequences would be disastrous.
The evil soul knew it very well. He swallowed the god's eyes into his stomach without any hesitation!
“The totalitarians are the supervisors left by the gods in the building. They are the eyes left by the gods in the building. If you just kill them, forget it. If you eat the eyes of the gods, you will be marked by the gods for a lifetime. Until death." Mr. Mo's face was bitter, and he regretted getting involved with this group of people.
After eating the God's Eye, the Evil Soul began to use the ability left by the brain fragment No. 2 to try to digest it.
Although No. 2 and the owner of the skyscraper are both ineffable, the dean inherited part of the abilities of No. 2’s brain. The eyes left by the gods in the old man’s head only contain a piece of will.
The gods probably wouldn’t have imagined that someone would dare to enter a skyscraper, take out his “eyes” and eat them.
The rainstorm outside the building has become more violent. No one knows when the spirit will wake up. The evil spirit can no longer think about anything now. He seemed to be crazy, smashing the accumulated threads of fate into the eyes of the gods at all costs.
“Let me eat you, eat you, eat you!”
The flesh and blood on the evil soul began to disintegrate, and he no longer had any defense. He gathered the fate of all the villains and stabbed the eye.
If you can't swallow it, it will be swallowed by the opponent. This game is dangerous but fair.
In the midst of a confrontation that left no escape route, the God's Eyes, which had no foreign aid, gradually fell into a disadvantageous position, and cracks appeared one after another.
In a roar that shook the soul, the eyeballs were broken, and the divine will contained in them was penetrated by countless threads of fate.
Different people have different threads of destiny, but at the moment when their eyes were broken, everyone's destiny was dyed blood red.
The threads are like the paths traveled by countless creatures throughout the city. They intersect in the darkness, weaving an extremely shocking future.
"Xinhu City was destroyed! Those game warehouses have all turned into coffins! His goal is "Perfect Life"!"
The flesh and blood exploded, and the future in darkness was in front of Han Fei's eyes broken.
"Fu Sheng built "Perfect Life" in order to build the shallow world into a super paradise and use the positive emotions of the world to dissolve the pain of the deep world. But now the garden owner and the will of the dream may even There are other unspeakable things. They want to use the shallow world as a stepping stone to influence reality."
A chill came from Han Fei's back. He had always regarded the three major criminal organizations as pure perverts. The Killers Club, their true goals are perfectly hidden.
All the killing and chaos are preparations for the last step. Maybe some "dirty things" have already sneaked into the immortal pharmaceuticals and deep space technology now.
“No wonder there is such a commotion in the building, the gods have not awakened, his layout in reality may be very close to success!”
The dean’s body that was about to fester quickly began to reorganize, and the evil spirit Hun also knew the seriousness of the matter. Once the garden owner succeeded, not one or two people would die.
"Fu Sheng is dead, Li Xue's teacher may have been killed, and the bravest people in Xinhu have left one after another. It's no wonder these ghosts dare to come out and run wild." The evil soul looked at Han Fei: "But By the way, the one who gave you the brain fragments This friend is really powerful. Could he have calculated everything and seen the future? That’s why he deliberately put his broken brain here to wait for you?”
“Are you talking about the number two child in the orphanage? ?" Han Fei looked up at his evil soul.
"I want to tell you that you are not fighting against them alone." The evil soul's eyes were cruel and bloody, and he smiled happily.
"Is this what I said to you? Do you really think of yourself as a good soul?" Han Fei called everyone together. He was ready to quit the game immediately and tell him what he knew. Police: "After I leave, you will stay on the 25th floor and wait here until I come back!"
After making arrangements, Han Fei found a safe room and pressed the game exit button. .
Blood covers everything. In this bloody space, only Han Fei and the blood shadow running out from behind the ghost gate can move.
The blood shadow seemed to have other ideas, but after seeing Han Fei's back, he stayed where he was
Twisting his head slightly, Han Fei still didn't see clearly the bloody man standing behind him. He just felt that the body of the other person and his were no longer back to back, but there were signs of fusion.
"That bloody person who has been standing behind me is laughing maniacally, right?"
His eyes opened, stinging pain came from all over his body, Han Fei pushed the game away He opened the warehouse door and stumbled towards the refrigerator.
While eating, he tried to calm himself down as quickly as possible.
After the physical pain subsided slightly, he immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed Li Xue's number.
The phone that usually only rang a few times before being answered, this time had only a long busy tone.
"What happened?"
Putting on his clothes, Han Fei ran out of the house. He kept making phone calls on the way, but no one answered.
He took a taxi and rushed to the city branch. After Han Fei explained his purpose to the officer on duty, the other person was not sure.
After asking many people, the administrator of the archives finally came out to meet Han Fei. He told Han Fei that Li Xue's teacher fainted not long after he left. The old man's body had multiple organ failures, and it was like a person who was struggling to hold on for breath suddenly had no regrets or worries.
At Han Fei's strong request, the administrator found someone to send Han Fei to the best hospital in Xinhu.
After passing through the long corridor closely guarded by the police, Han Fei was taken outside a ward, where Li Xue and her two senior brothers were all here.
"Li Xue, how is your teacher?"
"Not too optimistic." Li Xue, who has always been capable and courageous, showed a panicked expression for the first time.
"Can I go in and take a look?" Han Fei stood outside the ward door and looked into the room through the glass window on the door.
Li Xue's teacher seemed to be asleep. He closed his eyes tightly and lay on the hospital bed. (End of this chapter)