Chapter 457 Two explanations of destiny
In the car behind Gao Ming, the old classmates from Class 13 were dressed in ordinary clothes, and the ones in red blood-stained clothes were all the scariest ghosts!
In order to see his murderer, Gao Ming recalled the memory of his tragic death over and over again, and he "invited" all the ghosts from the bad future out.
The fatal knife swung at the murderer was forged from the butcher knife that had been swung at him countless times.
"Stay in the bus and don't run around." Gao Ming didn't actually need to leave the bus. He was just worried that he would lead the murderer to the bus and cause the students to die.
"Wait until I finish handling my own affairs before continuing to take you home."
Opening the car door, Gao Ming was smiling and holding the divine fire in his hand, looking like a madman.
Bloody threads flowed under the feet, and all the divine patterns on the bus behind were activated. The evil ghosts in the abnormal event stood on the left and right of the vehicle. Gao Ming almost gathered the power of the entire East District.
Masks appeared one after another around Gaoming. The evil spirits wore the same masks, but their shapes were all strange. Standing in the center was Gao Ming, who seemed to be the king of ghosts. This scene made all the students in the car dumbfounded.
The guide NPC in Novice Village they imagined showed the momentum of the last villain BOSS in the whole drama.
The black fog in the tunnel was stimulated by so much resentment, as if boiling, but this section of the tunnel was extremely special, and the unspeakable horror outside the tunnel seemed unable to enter.
"There are several different forces in real reality and real death. I have seen twelve blood cities standing in the dark night. The owners of those blood cities are not monolithic. The reason why I happened in the tunnel , It should be their game that caused the loopholes in the entire plan."
"I may be the weakness of fate, a loophole, a key to omnipotent fate."
The footsteps that sounded in his heart did not stop because of the appearance of the ghost. He walked faster and faster, as if he would appear in front of Gao Ming the next moment.
The water droplets dripping from the ground to the sky sank into the heavy fog. Darkness and time blurred each other. The dead bodies embedded in the tunnel seemed to have sensed something. They struggled hard, not to escape from the constraints, but to look somewhere. go.
Slowly turning around, Gao Ming, who was holding the shrine, also looked deep into the tunnel.
Tick tick tick, a world seemed to be shattered in a certain drop of water, and a voice came to Gao Ming's ears.
"Everyone has been given a script since birth, and everything is destined by fate. Heavenly laws cycle, over and over again, and everything has its own place."
Familiar words, word for word.
Gao Ming stared into the darkness, the past burning in his left eye, and the future reconstructed in his right eye: "You killed me over and over again, and I came back here over and over again. Do you think this Was it also written by fate?"
The murderer who has killed the most people is right in front of him. The other person is like an executioner hidden in time. Whenever he wants to get closer to the truth or prepares to leave through the tunnel, the other person will brutally kill him. What's more outrageous The other party also particularly likes to collect his own corpses.
"I'm actually very curious about the meaning of you doing this? To keep a secret? To cut off my escape? To be fate's lackey? Or to help me start over again and become the person I am now?"
"Anyone who is obsessed with one thing has a deeper reason. You have killed me so many times. This can no longer be explained by simple hatred. Can you tell me the real reason?"
The flame in his hand was swaying, gradually weakening as time went by. The voice did not appear directly behind Gao Ming like countless times before, indicating that Gao Ming had changed a lot of things this time. At least he had begun to let go. The other party is afraid.
Compared to the ant that was crushed to death before, he now looks more like a real person and is qualified to talk to the other party.
"You seem to be scared? Don't you dare to attack me directly? You shouldn't hesitate. As long as there is a possibility of being killed, you are not afraid of anything." His eyes penetrated the black mist and flames, high life and the tunnel wall All the corpses above were looking into the darkness.
A gentle sigh came from somewhere.
"No matter how hard you struggle, you can't change it, because the outcome has already been determined. Everything you do is just adding pain to yourself. I will wait for you at the end of death until I kill you every moment."
Past experiences have faded away, and a personal name has disappeared from my mind. This feeling of forgetting memory and self is extremely terrifying.
The murderer's voice contains the power of rules, and every word spoken from his mouth seems to become reality. Gao Ming's memory also begins to blur, and all the colors in his mind gradually turn gray, until the door of the execution room is closed. Open!
"ah!"
The roar that resounded through the night sky dispersed the black fog. Gao Ming loosened his grip on the Flesh Immortal, and all his will actively merged into the Flesh Immortal!
The hearts of the gods and the hearts of flesh and blood beat at the same time. Countless corpses on the tunnel walls also had their chests heaving and scarring, and their bodies were filled with the fragrance of life and meat.
All disguises were torn off, blood city tattoos were all over Gao Ming's body, and the torture chamber was unfolded, like a steel dam forcibly cutting off the torrent of the sea of fog!
"Can you still kill me this time?"
The four ghost faces of the flesh and blood fairy glared at each other. The power of the dream ghost lies in the control of the rules of ghost talk. Every dream ghost has its own rules. If we only talk about the power of flesh and blood, the flesh and blood ghost has far surpassed the dream ghost.
"No one can escape his own fate. All derailed fates in the world will be corrected." The sound of footsteps approaching quickly, and the owner of the voice seemed to understand that Gao Ming could not continue like this: "No matter what you become, you will gain What kind of power, but the outcome is already determined.”
"I seem to have found your location!" Gazing at the direction of the countercurrent of those water drops, Gao Ming suddenly moved forward, with eight arms carrying blood like the blazing sun, and smashed into the darkness directly in front of Gao Ming!
"It's useless. I know everything about you and have seen more endings than you." The last words of the voice suddenly appeared in Gao Ming's ears, almost against his back: "So, please continue. Let’s go through this cycle of deep despair!”
An indescribable dangerous murderous intention appeared in the back of his head. In fact, when this murderous intention appeared, Gao Ming's head had already been penetrated, but due to the interference of some kind of force, everything returned to a second ago.
Many evil spirits dispersed, and under the cover of their surging ghostly energy, the masked example held a headless baby.
Gao Yun's ability is to look back. He paid a terrible price for Gao Ming this time. Black threads appeared on his flawless body, and the cause and effect that he finally got rid of was stained again.
The wails sounded. If Gao Ming had waited to call Gao Yun, it would have been too late. This time, Gao Yun had predicted the murderer in advance and was stuck at that second.
Opening his mouth to swallow the divine fire, Gao Ming began to turn around at the same time as the murderer launched his attack.
His body did not turn around completely. In less than a second, he only saw the other person's face with his eyes.
The same facial features, an extremely familiar face that I see every day.
"Gao Ming?"
"Good luck!"
(End of chapter)