Chapter 818 Mitosis
Taboo is the most feared existence of all the residents in the building. They have no scruples and even dare to challenge the gods. Whenever the taboo appears, at least an entire floor will be sacrificed in blood.
The King of Clubs in the little fat boy's hand has changed its shape. He never imagined that taboos would appear on his level.
The paper man blocking the road was easily torn into pieces, the black fire trampled the god's toy, and the woman in red seemed to be in a deserted place.
"Why do you come to me? Why do all the bad luck come to me! I have never done anything!" The child hid behind the paper-figure parents. He was extremely innocent and had been "protected by his parents" since he was a child. ”, and was “protected” by friends when he grew up.
Under the deliberate captivity of his best friend, he became a delicate flower in a greenhouse. His friend deprived him of his ability to be independent and his tolerance for pain, leaving him with only endless joy and happiness.
The boy will remain like this until his death. He will never grow up, will only cry and pee his pants, and will always hide behind others.
The hand stained with black fire pressed the paper man’s father’s head. The flames mixed with the curse instantly burned through its body, and a tattered and abscessed heart fell to the ground, like The ball in the boy's hand that has been patched many times.
"Who the hell are you! Go away! Go away!" The boy, wearing wet pants, abandoned his paper mother and crawled back.
The black fire grew stronger and stronger, and the woman followed the boy leisurely. The curse on her body silently filled the rips on her sleeves, and she wailed as she adjusted her makeup.
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When Han Fei heard the boy's scream, he not only did not stop, but urged Da Ni to go faster.
The northernmost aisles on the 51st floor are covered with talismans, and this area seems to have been sealed off.
"It is difficult to seal the taboo, but it should be very simple to release him."
The paper man did not chase him. Han Fei breathed a long sigh of relief. Ni's back slid down and he looked at the doors.
Most of the talismans and incantations in the deep world are just decorations. They have no effect on ghosts and can only be regarded as a kind of psychological comfort.
Han Fei stretched out his hand to tear off the talisman on the door, but as soon as his hand touched the talisman paper, he suddenly fell into a trance. He turned around and saw that the lights in the corridor were distorted, and the originally ordinary ground It began to tilt, and the doors seemed to be crying faces.
Biting the tip of his tongue, the pain could not wake Han Fei up. His vision became blurred, and he vaguely saw a dark figure standing at the end of the corridor.
He couldn't see his face clearly, and he couldn't even see the clothes he was wearing, but the other person gave Han Fei an extremely familiar feeling.
The black figure walked towards Han Fei. As he stepped forward, all the talismans in the entire corridor seemed to be blown by the night wind, and the sound was like a rushing river.
"No. 2?"
The black shadow waved at Han Fei. He couldn't get close to Han Fei, so he had to let Han Fei go find him.
Tearing off the talisman paper on the door, the world in Han Fei's eyes has not returned to normal, and the process of sliding into the abyss is irreversible.
Most of the other residents in the building would flee in panic at this time, waving their hands to grab anything they could rely on, but Han Fei opened his arms and ran towards the abyss.
The talismans were torn off one by one, and Han Fei was a little confused about which one was tilting, the floor or the world.
He moved in the sealed corridor, passed all the sealed doors, and listened to the adults in the house telling stories about the night and chanting the names of the new gods.
“Is this the power of taboo? People can’t help but want to get closer, want to be assimilated, want to give everything, and worship.”
There is a home behind every door , every home has its own memories, these rooms are like boxes for storing treasures, and they are connected together to become a forbidden treasure chest.
The children were talking and laughing, the adults were crying and making trouble, and death became a wind-up frog, jumping around in different rooms.
Tearing off the talisman, Han Fei ran after the shadow. The door of the room behind him was slowly pushed open, and memories of death slipped out of the room.
This taboo sealed on the 51st floor, his ability is related to death, he can collect the memories of the deceased and transform them into the appearance of his imagination.
"Death is the end of life. Where all souls set out, those abilities related to death are very terrifying. It is no wonder that the gods imprisoned this taboo."
Zeng Xiang Han Fei The beckoning shadow appeared again, and he led Han Fei through one corner after another. When the building and the world were almost completely tilted, Han Fei saw a special door.
That door exists in the corner of the world. It is impossible to hide such a room on a normal floor. It cannot be seen from any angle. It is like an integer folded between 1 and 2. .
"Is this the safe house that the dancers called? How outrageous!" Han Fei looked around, with the floors above his head, and the world unconsciously tilted to ninety degrees. The thinking structure of his extraordinary brain A special structure emerged.
Pushing open the door, Han Fei saw a dusty shrine.
This shrine is not big. It is placed on the desk. There is a seal on the shrine door. The shadow waving towards Han Fei is the shadow of the shrine.
"Is it you? No. 2?"
Han Fei saw an indescribable power, an existence that he could not understand. If the other party wanted to kill him, he might He didn't even know how he died.
Slowly moving forward, Han Fei walked to the shrine.
The shrine on the desk is plain and simple. Different from other shrines, in addition to the divine door, there are small sealed windows on this shrine.
Those windows seem to be the eyes of the shrine, and they also seem to be some kind of hope of the gods. It doesn’t like to be shut in a closed space. It wants to have windows in its world that can see the outside. .
Always curious, never stop thinking, never stop moving forward.
The shadow of the shrine leaned against Han Fei's shadow. This shrine was very kind to Han Fei, just like a family member.
Ordinary people will be scared when they see ghosts, but children will only happily hug it when they see their deceased relatives.
"I'll let you out."
Han Fei grabbed the talisman on the divine door. As soon as he touched the talisman, his body couldn't move.
An unimaginable and terrifying aura rose from the surface of the shrine. Han Fei seemed to be stared at by a pair of eyes. As long as he dared to continue to move, he would be terrified.
"Is there something indescribable written on the talisman paper?"
When Han Fei touched the talisman paper, the writing on it was revealed. There was no mysterious incantation, only one sentence. Those who move without permission will die.
The murderous intent pouring out of the talisman became stronger and stronger, thunder exploded, and the room was like a cabin in a typhoon, undulating and swaying, and could fall apart at any time.
The situation was critical, but what Han Fei didn't expect was that when the divine aura appeared, the blood shadows in the bloody orphanage also appeared one after another. The children who had been tortured to death were no longer there. Fearing nothing, not even gods, can twist their fate.
The bloody memory shook the chains, and the hysterical laughter was filled with cruelty and sadness. Han Fei and the laughter stood side by side in front of the shrine.
Unlike the seal that was broken on the 25th floor, the seal on the 51st floor was intact. The things in the shrine could not come out to help Han Fei, but the shadow of the shrine didn't seem to be in a hurry at all. It seemed that it dared to lure Han Fei over when it was fully confident.
The situation was deadlocked for a while. After a long time, Han Fei found that the god looked away from him.
He thought it was his wild laughter that attracted the attention of the gods. He looked at himself from the corner of his eye, and the next moment he froze on the spot.
Thousands of different curses filled the room, and Xu Qin stood at the door holding a boy who looked like a meat ball.
It was obvious that they had not seen each other for a few days, but Han Fei felt as if several years had passed. The hanging heart completely fell back into his stomach, and Han Fei was enveloped in the sense of security that could only be brought by the exit button lighting up.
"Don't move. The soul you separated has told me all your true thoughts."
The sharp knife stabbed at the divine door, thousands of words The curse flooded the shrine like a pack of hungry wolves.
The eyes from the gods looked at Xu Qin silently, and the black fire turned into hatred began to burn Xu Qin's body inexplicably. Large scars appeared on her fair skin, and her appearance was aging rapidly.
Unspeakable is using Xu Qin’s black fire to attack Xu Qin himself.
Ordinary hatred may really catch you if you are caught off guard, but Xu Qin's body is the source of the curse. Her real trump card has never been the black fire of hatred, but the curse!
Enduring the pain of being burned by black fire, Xu Qin manipulated the curse to attack the talisman on the divine door again and again.
After the corner of the talisman was eroded by the curse, slender threads of fate emerged from the gaps in the divine door, and the taboos in the shrine began to cooperate with Xu Qin to attack.
The unspeakable main energy is in reality, and its power in the deep world is held back by the top night policeman, so Xu Qin and the taboo in the shrine successfully removed the talisman without spending much time.
The divine door was opened, and a small gray brain fragment appeared in front of Han Fei.
Unlike the brain fragment Han Fei found before, the ability carried by this fragment seems to be related to death.
"How many abilities has Child No. 2 mastered?" Under the guidance of the shadow of the shrine, Han Fei gently picked up the gray brain fragments.
"Attention, player number 0000! You have obtained a D-level rare fragment - brain."
"Brain (D-level fragment): An indescribable brain fragment. You have successfully gained his approval and can use its accompanying abilities."
"Dead Memory (one of the exclusive abilities of D-level brain fragments) ): Understand death, it can help you see You can access the memories of all the dead, and you can also reshape these memories and shape death into what you want. "
"Attention, player No. 0000! You have discovered the core taboo of the fifty-first floor - the shrine. Shadow, the shrine in front of you is only There is a shadow, which is a taboo existence reshaped by No. 2 using the memory of death. It is contaminated with the divinity of No. 2 and can transform into a house of death that only you can see, helping you temporarily avoid disaster. You can try to use it. Brain fragments to control it."
After getting the second brain fragment, Han Fei tried to use it to communicate with the shrine phantom. Unexpectedly, the soul-carrying ability of the previous brain fragment was activated again, and all the memories of his own death in Han Fei's mind were destroyed. The shadow next to the shrine sucks away.
After those negative and painful memories were absorbed, another chain that bound Han Fei to the Scarlet Orphanage suddenly broke, and the remaining soul that symbolized Han Fei's goodwill was also sucked away by the shrine's shadow.
When the evil soul was transferred to the dean by No. 2's brain fragment, Han Fei didn't think much about it. Now that the good soul was also transferred away, he vaguely guessed what No. 2 wanted to do.
“The other party’s real target is the Scarlet Orphanage deep in my mind! The evil soul, the good soul and the blank soul that symbolizes childhood are the three chains that bind the Scarlet Orphanage. When these three chains are all broken, Blood Orphanage will Floating above my mind!”
In the blink of an eye, the soul of kindness merged with the shadow of the shrine. The shrine on the desk and the safe house slowly disappeared, leaving only an outline of Han Fei. Exactly the same shadow.
Compared with the evil soul, the good soul seems silent. He hardly speaks. He just stands silently in the most dangerous place, doing the most dangerous things, but never asks for anything.
The thread of fate slowly poured out from the shadow of the shrine, took root in the ground on the fifty-first floor, and continued downward, seeming to be connected to the fate of the evil soul.
Number Two's brain was broken into several pieces, but once they broke the seal, the thread of fate would reconnect them and share each other's abilities. (End of this chapter)