Chapter 999 The smile left to the world
The color of the entire world has been taken away by dreams, and the gorgeous wings seem to have no boundaries. This is the essence of dreams.
Han Fei stood alone on the top floor of a skyscraper, looking at the dream so close at hand. This scene was extremely impactful.
The hatred called Butterfly is an extremely beautiful person; the ghost called Dream is very much like a butterfly.
The wings painted with countless human face lines wave gently, and Mengchen is like a rain sweeping across the heaven and earth, drowning all living beings and all hopes.
Han Fei, whose body was aging, fell back and leaned against the shrine. He was too small, as insignificant as dust in front of the dream.
Without the use of the ineffable ability, the strong sense of oppression brought by the dream made all the ineffables involuntarily stop, and even the sky in the deep world collapsed.
"How could there be such a terrifying ghost?"
The eleven shrines of the dream project the shallow world, and the will is restrained by No. 2. The many nightmares that make up the core of the dream are conquered, and the first floor After the layers were weakened, the dream's body still crushed all the unspeakable.
Not only does it possess invincible strength, it also controls countless believers and three major criminal organizations in reality, causing trouble in New Shanghai and subverting the city.
The black mist was crushed by the wings of the dream, and the majestic and rich sea of mist was just to cover up its existence, or it could be said that it was just waiting for this moment.
After determining the target, do not give any chance to breathe and go all out to kill!
The gorgeous dreams all over the sky turned into killing traps. After the dream appeared, the huge dream wings began to wave. It used its indescribable power and devoted everything just to kill Han Fei. , kill an ordinary living person.
The fate is twisted, the sea of blood is wailing, and the boundless dream turns into a sharp blade that penetrates time.
When Han Fei saw the dreamy and beautiful blade, the next moment the blade appeared in front of him.
It was too fast, death was in an instant, the blade composed entirely of indescribable power was going to penetrate his head, and the target of the dream was the black box in the back of his head!
His eyes closed subconsciously, but the pain did not come. Han Fei heard a harsh sound.
The wrinkled eyelids slowly opened, and Han Fei saw the teacher standing with his back to him.
The old man who had guarded Xinhu all his life, the night policeman who was full of crimes, turned himself into night and blocked Han Fei with his lifelong obsession.
The charges against him were disappearing quickly. The old man and Meng were far different in strength. All he could gain by burning himself was to buy a few seconds for Han Fei.
Until his death, he still practiced his principles.
The skin melted, and all the places in contact with the gorgeous dream blade emitted a foul odor, and weird dream patterns spread all over the body in an instant.
The madness in his eyes and the powerful strength of the night police disappeared together. At the moment when reason returned, the old man turned his head and wanted to look at Han Fei. His mouth opened, but no words came out. Soul And obsession is crushed by dreams.
The deepest obsession turned into flying dust. The old man was a night watchman. He did not become a star in the sky. When he died, he turned into dust and fell at the feet of those who came after him.
"Teacher..."
The person Han Fei respected the most was not Fu Sheng, but this old man. His life was simple and pure. From the day he became a policeman until he turned into dust, he guarded Xinhu.
He protected those strangers behind him and never made any demands. His lifelong wish was not money, power, fame, or fortune, but to catch butterflies.
With the few seconds the old man had bought, Laughter escaped from being entangled by ghosts and beasts. The blood mist disintegrated. The next moment Laughter walked out of the happy shrine and appeared on the top of a skyscraper.
Twin flowers bloom on the tallest building in the deep world, attracting the most vicious butterflies.
The killing blow was dodged by Han Fei, but Meng did not give up. It was so powerful that it was beyond recognition, and it was also extremely insidious. It knew that Han Fei was the weak spot of Laughter. As long as it attacked Han Fei, Laughter would Will stop it.
If the laughter doesn't stop it, then it will just take away the black box. This is an unsolvable situation, this is a fatal situation!
The sky is full of nightmares, splendid and beautiful, more spectacular than any landscape in the world, but the murderous intention hidden behind this beauty makes even unspeakable ghosts feel scared.
Dreams are intertwined with each other, falling with the dream dust all over the sky, turning into chains.
If you avoid it by laughing wildly, Han Fei will be crushed easily, so he can only bear it.
The endless dream chains could not withstand it at all. Han Fei was protected by wild laughter, while his own soul was penetrated by the dream chains and riddled with holes.
Meng has a boundless body, but what's even more frightening is that its innate ability is not physical combat, but mental control.
After the dream locks penetrated Laughing's body, they intertwined with each other in its body. The illusion extracted from the nightmare began to shake Laughing's will.
Ordinary torture has no meaning to Kuangxiao, but Kemeng is different. It knows Kuangxiao's inner shortcomings. It was under its gaze that the gentlest child turned into Kuangxiao.
Crazy Laughter is very strong, and it is extremely difficult to kill him, so Meng has thought of ways to deal with this child from the moment Crazy Laughter was born.
If a person's own will is extremely strong, then start with his family and start with the things he cares about.
Laughter killed other children in the orphanage and took away the will of all the children, but the lost souls of those children were all imprisoned by dreams!
You can't torture Laughing, but you can torture the children he cares about most, and those family members who were before he became Laughing.
The most splendid and beautiful dreams hide the souls of other children except No. 2 and Laughter. They are like toys that cannot grow up and are played with wantonly.
The Laughing Mania is not perfect. He still has big flaws. This is what Han Fei only saw when Mengsuo penetrated the Laughing Mania.
The madman who has been laughing hysterically has never let go of what happened on the bloody night. He lives to bear the obsession of those children who were killed by him.
This is also the biggest difference between him and other indescribables. This is also the reason why Laughter cannot form its own memory world, but even so, Laughter is far more powerful than ordinary Ineffables.
If he hadn't encountered the dream, he could have killed until his soul was gone, stepped on other unspeakable bones, and disappeared standing there.
Possessing indescribable healing power, it is extremely difficult to kill Kuangxiao, and it will also pay a huge price, so Mengcai designed these.
People have weaknesses, and they can be killed if they have weaknesses.
The dream did not directly shake Crazy Laughter, but used nightmares, death curses, malice, and all the horrors it could think of to torture those children, through the constant ties between those children and Crazy Laughter. Affects and thereby destroys laughter.
After seeing the children in the former orphanage, his body that was laughing wildly began to tremble. No matter how seriously injured he was, he didn't feel any pain, but at this moment, his heart was bleeding.
The dream lock that penetrated the body formed a big net in Kuangxiao's body, wrapping his beating heart.
A ghost's heart is different from that of a human being. It contains his life-long belief and obsession that cannot be given up no matter what. If Meng digs out the heart from Kuangxiao's body, Kuangxiao will only end up with his soul scattered.
The boundless dream wings stretched towards the end of the world, and the emotions that had appeared in the world turned into gorgeous divine patterns, and were forcibly imprinted on Kuangxiao's body.
The dream is more vicious than Han Fei imagined. It is not simply trying to dig out the heart of the laughing man, but is preparing to inject its own "poison" into the heart of the laughing man. It seems that it has seen the From the moment I laughed wildly, I felt that this was a precious and rare body.
Laughter is more suitable to be its toy than happiness and butterflies. It wants to erode Laughter's soul and will step by step and gain the power of healing.
Unable to stand, Kuangxiao fell down on the top floor. He held his hands on the ground and struggled hysterically. At this time, Han Fei was protected by Kuangxiao with his body.
All the dream locks were pierced into Laughing's body, and Han Fei would not be harmed before he fell.
The dust that the teacher turned into fell to the ground. Han Fei had no time to feel sad. He looked at the pain and laughed like crazy.
Clenched the butcher knife with five fingers, but had no ability to resist.
After Meng took action, the few surviving ones understood it and approached the skyscraper at the same time. Each of them grabbed a dream chain and poured their own divine power into it, as if they wanted to divide the laughing horses into pieces.
Crazy Laughter's hand protecting his heart was pulled away. No matter how powerful he was, he could not fight against six indescribables at the same time.
The night sky in the deep world was raining blood, and everything around him was dyed red. He seemed to have returned to that night again.
The deepest pain hidden in his heart stimulated his mind. Under the constant urging of dreams, the memories he least wanted to think of filled his eyes with laughter.
Cracks appeared in his body, and terrible dream patterns appeared on his heart. His laughter could be torn apart at any time, and he would end up with an even more miserable end than Fu Sheng.
Everything has become desperate. After living for more than twenty years, he still seems to have not survived that blood-red night.
"The sky will never dawn..."
The dream locks were stretched straight, and all the unspeakables were staring at the tallest building in the deep world. They looked at the wild laughter, and seemed to regard the wild laughter as a sacrifice. A sacrifice to dreams.
The black fog has completely dissipated, and in a corner that no one noticed, a familiar singing voice suddenly sounded.
The abandoned ancestral hall on the edge of the Black Rain area was lit up. The owner of the song was wearing mourning clothes and holding a white lantern with the word "Fu" written on it.
He is young and handsome, with a perpetually sad expression, and looks exactly like Fu Sheng's youngest son that Han Fei saw in the grave village.
There is an unnamed tablet enshrined in the ancestral hall, and two soul smokes are lit in front of the tablet.
As the song sounded, the door of the ancestral hall was pushed open, and eight living dead with dull expressions, like puppets without self-awareness, walked out carrying a black coffin.
The coffin was not tightly closed and was filled with wooden masks. Each mask was stained with blood, minced meat and alienated skin.
The master of the song announced his funeral in front, and the living dead coffin bearers bowed their heads and walked forward. They seemed to be following the ritual procedures of the grave village, worshiping someone who no longer existed.
The indescribable aura tore apart the remaining black mist, and the ineffable in the skyscraper also noticed the singing and the wooden coffin.
The living ghost and the enemy immediately let go, and the exhausted world of death and the world of flesh and blood unfolded at the same time, easily suppressing the soul-calling songs.
The white paper lantern swayed in the paradise. When the singing could no longer get closer, he turned around and bowed to the black coffin.
The coffin lid was pushed open, and wooden masks kept falling out of the coffin. The faces on each mask were different, but their expressions were similar, ferocious, strange, cruel and violent.
The black coffin was placed on the ground, and eight living dead knelt on the ground. They all exuded astonishing hatred.
When the last mask fell, a burnt arm stretched out from the coffin and grabbed the mask.
The black fire burned on the arm, and the scorched arm was constantly alienating. The normal Ineffable can control his body and use the ineffable talent to make others alienated and deformed, but this person is lying in the coffin. The unspeakable thing in the world did the opposite, imposing all alienation and deformity on himself.
He lost his human form. After getting rid of the suppression of the black coffin, an extremely deformed evil ghost crawled out of the coffin.
No one knows what he has experienced in the deep world. Ugliness is no longer enough to describe him. His body is growing all the time, the burnt skin keeps falling off, and new bodies keep growing. His heart feels like There are countless souls living there, and he also created masks for those souls.
"Carpenter?" A little hope appeared in Han Fei's eyes. He recognized the wailing and growing soul of the carpenter. Those souls had similar facial features to the villagers he saw in the grave village.
After being buried alive in the grave village, it was the carpenter who turned into a ghost who collected all the corpses and souls. He was the carpenter in the village, and he participated in the production of all the sacrificial tools and wooden houses.
When everyone died, he built his body into a new grave village.
The carpenter is very strong, and this strength comes not only from himself, but also from the obsession of all the dead souls in the grave village.
Compared with the carpenter, the singing voice is like a child who has just learned to walk standing next to an experienced hunter.
"Is it you?" Jie recognized the carpenter. He knew that the carpenter was very strong, but he was not afraid: "Meng is here, you can't save anyone, you can't even save yourself."< br>
In order to deal with the carpenter with all their strength, Jie and Shenggui released the dream lock. On the other side, Xu Qin and Yinghui, who had unlocked all the curses, fought together. They all tried their best to help Kuangxiao relieve the pressure.
"Even if we don't participate, the poor child will still be sucked clean by the dream, and the flying butterflies have been waiting for the flowers to bloom." The death world of exhaustion collided with the carpenter's highly alienated body, the flesh and blood collapsed, and the carpenter The world of memories is also revealed. It is a brand new grave village, a grave village that dares to confront reality and the deep world at the same time.
The grave village that the carpenter expects is very much like the "grave village" led by Han Fei. The world in his memory is becoming reality in Han Fei's hands, which is one of the reasons why he will help Han Fei.
The path Han Fei wanted to take was consistent with what the carpenter really wanted in his heart.
The ground was torn apart, half of the paradise was destroyed, and the bloody battle had just begun.
"The black fog that isolated perception finally dissipated."
The black fog dispersed, and a clown climbed out of the ruins with a balloon. He flicked off the dust on his body and wanted to tidy up his clothes elegantly. A huge force suddenly knocked him over.
A huge shadow appeared behind him, and the writer spider, covered in blood, looked at the skyscraper worriedly.
The gorgeous nightmare reflected his body, casting nine different shadows around him. Each shadow exuded the breath of hatred, and each shadow was a butcher holding a murder weapon.
"I know you are in a hurry, but don't worry. Rushing over rashly will not help them at all. Why don't we provide support from the outside." The clown tied the balloon to his wrist. The whole person huddled into the crack of the stone: "You see, like me, it is quite hidden..."
Before he finished speaking, the building where the clown was hiding was trampled on, an indescribable aura emerged from the edge of the earth, and a soul completely condensed from memory stood at the entrance to the paradise.
Her body seemed to be carved with diamonds, without a single flaw. She also held a letter written by Fu Sheng in her hand, but Fu Sheng’s name was no longer on the letter. She saw it with her own eyes. Fu Sheng's name disappeared little by little.
Fu Yi hates everything, including Fu Sheng and her own name, but she does not hate Han Fei.
As an ineffable existence, she can feel something in her heart whenever someone mentions it. Han Fei met Fu Yi in Fu Sheng's memory shrine. Under the deliberate manipulation of Fu Sheng's memory fragments, Fu Yi could also feel how Han Fei treated that family.
What happened in reality cannot be changed, but she can give the future a chance.
Fu Sheng's letter turned into ashes, and Fu Yi entered the paradise.
Another Unspeakable appeared. Beast and Weird wanted to stop Fu Yi together, but Meng instructed all the Unspeakables to find a way to make Xu Qin's soul fly away first, and to concentrate their strength to break the weakest link.
The black fog shrouding the paradise has dispersed, and various terrifying auras are testing the distant horizon. This gorgeous bloody sky has attracted the attention of many unknown ghosts.
Dream was not willing to delay any longer, and with its completely crushing strength, it began to capture the laughing heart.
The dream lock tightly binds the heart, and the will of Laughing and the will of the dream collide in the most brutal and direct way. The dream has no shortcomings, but the cracks in Laughing's heart are getting more and more.
He cared too much about the children he killed, and that night trapped him for the rest of his life.
There was a hint of unspeakable pain in the hysterical laughter. He was the only one left in his world, so Han Fei appeared. He was despair itself.
The hot and crazy heart was gradually moving away. At this time, something no one expected happened.
Those children who were once burdened by Laughter, their will and obsession that remained in Laughter's mind suddenly began to take the initiative to break away from Laughter.
The children who always stand together with the laughter seem to have to make a special decision.
They are no longer prepared to let Wild Laughter carry their obsession forward, they want to do one last thing for Wild Laughter.
The tall child No. 1 was the first to break away from the control of the crazy laughter. He has a miraculous personality and gently caressed the heart that was cracked by the crazy laughter. He didn't say anything. The remaining will and obsession disintegrated on their own initiative. He cut off the connection between Kuangxiao and used everything he had to repair the cracks in Kuangxiao's heart.
"I am the oldest of all the children. It is said that I should stand in front of all the children and bear everything. You have worked hard these years."
No. 1 is The eldest brother of all the children, but he felt that he was very incompetent. He did not create that miracle.
The soul No. 1 controlled by the dream gradually became sluggish, and then directly shattered.
"You don't need to continue to bear the pain. You have never done anything wrong. We will accompany you in another form."
The cracks in the heart have been repaired, and the children of the Bloody Orphanage have their heads cut. Walking towards that heart without looking back, their personal will merged into Laughing's heart. They let go of their previous obsessions. Letting Laughing live is their only wish at this moment.
The heart that was almost dug out began to beat again, and the shortcomings in Kuangxiao's heart were partially compensated. The different personalities tried their best to cure Kuangxiao's despair in their own way.
Dream originally used the souls of other children as a medium to influence Kuangxiao, but who would have thought that the children Kuangxiao cares about most would make such a choice.
Mengsuo became a little weak. After the children gave up themselves and became part of the laughter, his strength increased again, but his memory world still did not appear.
The soul that laughs wildly is not complete, it is missing the most crucial part.
Seeing that Kuangxiao could resist, the moment Meng's plan changed, he began to surround Kuangxiao and Han Fei with all his strength, decisively and ruthlessly.
The nightmare that covers the night sky is wrapped inward. The world of dreams replaces some of the rules of the deep world, directly distorting the body of Laughing, allowing the nightmare to grow in Laughing's body.
Not only laughter, but all the shrines in Paradise, Death Building, Hospital and Skyscraper were also eroded by dreams. Ugly scars grew on the statues, the divine doors were cracked, and very obvious cracks began to appear on the shrines. Appear.
Other indescribable memory worlds are the source of one's own strength and belief, but the memory world of dreams has been able to change the rules of the deep world. This is not a level of existence at all.
Kuangxiao felt that the connection between himself and the shrine was severed. He could no longer extract power from the shrine. It was as if he was locked alone by a dream in an ever-compressing cage.
He was unable to protect himself and became weaker and weaker. What was worse was that Meng focused on Han Fei in order to consume his strength.
If Han Fei didn't want to be killed, he could only resist Meng's attacks again and again.
The healing power was consumed rapidly, and the two children were wrapped in despair on the tallest building in the deep world.
The blood-red night was filled with nightmares, and fate seemed to have given the worst answer to Han Fei and Kuangxiao again.
"Singing, Carpenter and Fu Yi were all blocked..." Han Fei looked at the paradise from the high building. The innocent souls brought out from Fu Sheng's memory shrine were being massacred. The neighbors suffered heavy casualties. Xu Qin, who was protecting herself for the first time, was jointly attacked by two unspeakables. The shrine she was still building was crushed, and her divine body composed of curses was on the verge of collapse.
Raising his head, Han Fei looked at the maniacally laughing face that looked like his own: "Your soul still has the last flaw, and a small part of the blood of the first-generation ghost has flowed into my heart. All the methods will be handed over to you."
Han Fei handed over the nine lives and other ghosts in the ghost pattern. After releasing them all, he gently pressed his hand on the laughing shrine: "If the twin flowers want to fully bloom, they must wait until one flower has completely withered, and the other flower can get everything."
Happy and Er Number 2 had hinted at Han Fei a long time ago, which was why Number 2 didn't trust Han Fei in the first place.
Having come all the way here, Han Fei has tried his best, and now there is only one way to change the situation.
"I always thought about this before, but when I really had to face it, I was still a little bit reluctant to let it go." Han Fei glanced at the neighbors in the paradise, and each insignificant little thing came to mind: "It turns out that those trivial things I haven’t forgotten the memories. It turns out that I already felt happiness at that time.”
The crack in Kuangxiao’s heart has been repaired, but the heart penetrated by the dream lock is still slowly moving away from Kuangxiao. He can no longer hold on. How long.
As consciousness sank into his mind, Han Fei followed the steps he saw in the grave village and let his soul grasp the black box.
He poured all his experiences, memories, and emotions into it, at the expense of everything he owned, and opened both sides of the black box at the same time!
Despair and destruction that have accumulated for countless years pour out from the front of the black box, and the hope held in the hearts of past black box owners supports the back of the black box.
The two completely opposite forces of destruction and redemption almost tore Han Fei's body apart. He knew he couldn't bear it, but he still chose this path.
"Rebirth!"
Han Fei had guessed the fate of No. 2 when he first begged him.
The dazzling light of the knife reflected the despair in the deep world. Han Fei swung the knife to strike at the connection between himself and the crazy laughter - his own life.
Only when he dies can Laughing's soul be complete; only when he dies can Laughing become the new owner of the black box and harness the power of destruction and redemption.
The companions in the butcher's knife were whining, but Han Fei forced the companions to show their sharpest side to him.
"Kill me to save more people."
The blade penetrated Han Fei's soul and took away part of Han Fei's obsession.
When his heartbeat gradually slowed down, Han Fei felt no pain. He just felt that his body suddenly became very light.
Everything that happened in the past is like a little flower blooming on the wall. I can’t name it, but I feel familiar and warm at the same time.
The will began to disintegrate, and all the soul blood fell into the laughing shrine. Han Fei watched his body slowly dissipate.
The blood-red rain fell from the night sky and passed through Han Fei's soul. At this moment, the hysterical laughter suddenly disappeared.
His health points were cleared, and Han Fei was no longer able to hold on to the afterlife, so he let go of everything.
The butcher knife fell next to the laughing shrine, and Han Fei fell from the high building. The dark night of the deep world was above his head, and the endless nightmare was beneath him.
“I finally understand why I have no talent for comedy and still want to be a comedian.”
Han Fei looked at the maniac with a gentle smile. He didn't even notice that a heartfelt and blessed smile appeared on his face: "You may be the only one left in the future, but I hope you can be here every day." Be happy.”
“Finally, thank you for coming to my show, but it’s time for my life to come to an end.”(End of this chapter)