My Iyashikei Game Chapter 478: The torch is down, but the flame is still up!

Finally, in order to release all the abilities of Ten Fingers, he swallowed his companions. After he was severely wounded by the Death Knife and left the memory world, the only outsiders in this city were Han Fei.

The mood value has dropped to zero, everything in Han Fei's eyes has been alienated, and all negative emotions have been magnified several times. As long as he starts to fear, he will be instantly crushed.

The department store is like a seven-story shrine. The whole city is transformed into a big lake that reflects the night. Wild dogs and monsters with money collars stretch their teeth and claws. The big tree of resentment connected to the well stretches its branches and leaves. The arms crawled all over the building and took root into every monster's body.

"Afraid?"

Looking at the mall like the apocalypse, Han Fei was not afraid. He didn't know when he was used to walking in nightmares.

I'm not going back alone, let alone a companion standing behind him at this time.

Han Fei is not the only one who wants to kill Boss Gu. Those resentful spirits who have been pushed into the well by Boss Gu can hardly contain the killing intent in their hearts.

Everything is in Han Fei's plan. First, wait for Boss Gu to drive away Ten Fingers, then use his conscience to awaken the world and tell the truth.

After taking off the layers of aura on Boss Gu, the public who knew they had been deceived naturally stopped working for Boss Gu.

Han Fei step by step isolates the mall owner, the **** no one believes in is not a **** at all.

A way out of the most desperate situation, now Han Fei is qualified to look at each other.

The woman in the red dress who couldn't bear the hate stimulation was the first to do it. Her body nearly three meters tall looked "petite" in front of the resentful tree, but her destructive power should not be underestimated.

The woman made a wound on Boss Gu's body, and all the **** hands that grabbed the woman were easily cut off by her. She would not let Boss Gu take anything from her.

"We should do it too." The colorful family portrait was torn apart in the air, and the elderly family walked out of it. They destroyed the photos that had been soaked in well water. If there is no destruction of the shrine tonight, they will be gone.

A family member walked towards the giant tree. The old man looked at the still falling photo fragments, turned his head and said to Han Fei: "All of us have been pushed into the well, and now we have had a special relationship with the shrine. Contact, we can’t help you destroy the shrine, we can only help you drag the madman outside."

"Enough."

"Remember, don't make a wish to the shrine at any time, don't be deceived by it. Only you can realize your wish in this world." The old man finally glanced at Han Fei: "Don't be afraid of the shrine, that well is the most At first it was just an ordinary well, it will change, just because there are too many memories and wishes falling into it."

After instructing Han Fei, the old man walked towards the giant tree of resentment. At this time, Boss Gu's body was about to cover half of the mall.

The monster with the money collar continued to merge into Boss Gu's body, and he seemed to never be defeated. And the reason why Boss Gu is like this in the memory world is probably also related to the impression he left on the owner of the shrine.

After entering the memory world, Han Fei experienced the past of the owner of the shrine, and he knew the despair very well.

Compared with the owner of Gu, who has a lot of money, connections, and power, the owner of the shrine is like a puppet that can only be manipulated. This can also be seen in the toys that children like to play with.

Whether it is a drowning boy or a six-finger child, they like to play with a puppet that resembles a real person.

Everyone is playing with puppets and putting them in various poses, but in fact most people in this city are like that puppets.

The so-called fate is just a thread that cannot be broken away. One end is connected to people's desires, and the other end is connected to the shrine full of desires.

As long as you have a little relationship with the shrine, you will be forced by it to find a future arranged in advance.

"All tragedies are this shrine, and it is indeed the only way to destroy it."

People who have a relationship with the shrine can hardly cause harm to the shrine. Only Han Fei in the department store has the ability to destroy the shrine.

"Since I entered the memory world, this shrine has been tempting me, touching the memory in my heart, and hitting me again and again. Fortunately, I have long been accustomed to facing despair."

The shrine that was attacked by the ten fingers with all its strength has changed. The top of the shrine was completely lifted, and the inner wall shattered to the surroundings, exposing the well formed by countless hands.

Han Fei had seen the inside of the shrine in hallucinations, but he still felt very shocked when he approached again.

The countless arms reaching out to Han Fei seem to represent desire and greed, and it is those arms that are constantly demanding that make up this bottomless wishing well.

Lost the outer wall of the shrine, this well made of arms is expanding. The **** patterns and sacrifices in the underground warehouse were all torn to pieces by the arms, and a large number of photos that Boss Gu dumped in the dark room also began to be swallowed by the well.

"The arms that make up this well seem to be much less than before. Is it because many alienated monsters no longer trust the boss of Gu? Abandon this so-called god?"

A very thin rope hung beside the dark wellhead, and the cries of Pei Sheep, the sound of Orioles explaining the price of goods, and the sound of Li Long Li Hu arguing were faintly heard from above.

All the things Han Fei has experienced are woven into a rope, and along this rope of memory, it seems that you can reach the bottom of the well.

No one knows what is hidden under the well water. Ten fingers have been searching for ten years without success.

The ghost patterns on his body slowly lit up, and the hideous Jiu Ming Cat opened his eyes, and Han Fei squeezed the resurrection knife to cut off the pale hands and stepped on the side of the well.

Grabbing the rope of memory, Han Fei jumped into the well without hesitation.

Countless arms want to tear him apart, want to stop him from continuing down.

Ten fingers fell into the well, trying to cut off the flesh and blood and climb up.

Han Fei knew that he had died in his life, but he still tried his best to go down. He wanted to destroy the shrine and put an end to this tragedy before the mother died.

The rope of memory still couldn't touch the surface of the water. Han Fei looked at the well where countless wishes were deposited, and his soul resonated, and suddenly he noticed something in his left eye!

The surface of the water is like a hazy mirror, reflecting his own figure. He has seen that figure many times in the memory world, but every time he can’t see the other’s face clearly (see 447, etc.), whether it’s in the west. In front of the mirror in the basement of the city, next to the fitting mirror in the women's clothing area on the third floor of the shopping mall, Han Fei's face in all the mirrors is a little fuzzy.

Like him, but it doesn't seem to be him.

He has been unable to see his face clearly until this moment he looks at the well filled with wishes.

His figure was reflected on the surface of the water, and the fuzzy face gradually became clear.

That person is not him, it just makes him feel extremely familiar, as if the other person has been watching him, and he is one of the most important people to him.

"Who are you anyway?"

The well water is like a mirror that separates reality and memory. Han Fei on the water is torn by countless arms, and he desperately stretches his hand to the water.

The figure under the water looked at Han Fei with relief. There were countless malicious wishes gathered around him. There were countless arms dragging him behind him, seeming to want to drag him to the deepest part of the well.

"Give me your hand!"

Han Fei reached out to the surface of the water, and the people soaked in the well water also reached out to him, but when Han Fei's hand touched the surface of the water, he didn't touch anything.

Jinghuashuiyue, how could it be possible to catch each other?

When Han Fei was about to try again, the well was hit, and his arms fell into the well.

Han Fei looked up. The woman in the red dress, who was nearly three meters tall, was entangled in the branches and leaves of the dead tree and slammed near the shrine.

The closer the monsters alienated by Boss Valley are to the shrine, the stronger their strength, but the other people are just the opposite. They will be affected by the shrine, and even suppressed by the shrine.

The harsh laughter reverberated on the first floor of the mall. Boss Gu seemed to have a chance to win. While responding to the siege of the crowd, he stared at Han Fei.

"I waited so long, do you really think you have a chance to beat me?"

The wound on Boss Gu's body keeps cracking, and more and more arms stretch out like branches, as if to open the whole mall.

With a loud bang, the wall on the north side of the mall completely collapsed, and the roof of the People's Hospital can be vaguely seen along that direction.

"You can never win, as long as you have someone in your heart."

Many mad dogs wearing money collars rushed towards the hospital. The store owner knew what Han Fei cared about most. He screamed unscrupulously: "Life! This time I want to make a wish for life!"

"Make a wish?"

Han Fei looked at the countless wishes sinking in the well. They were nothing but illusory bubbles.

"If I also believe in the existence of wish, then I really lost." Han Fei remembered the old man’s warning just now: "He said that this well was just an ordinary well at the beginning, and later fell into it. There are too many wishes and memories to become what it is now."

Han Fei clenched the rope in his hand: "This rope woven entirely from memory can't touch the surface of the water yet because the number of sacrifices is insufficient."

Looking down at the figure that was about to be torn apart under the water, Han Fei knew what to do. He cut his wrist and let his blood fall on the rope of memory.

"I have substituted the soul of the owner of the shrine, and now I am also one of the sacrifices, and also the most important sacrifice."

Han Fei jumped into the well before doing the task of the wishing well. He knew how it felt.

The body slipped weakly, and no matter how hard I struggled, it was useless. At that time, the only thought in my heart was-if there was a rope that could pull me out of this cold and desperate well.

The blood slid down the memorized well rope, and was slowly absorbed by the well rope. The rope, which was a long way from the surface of the water, is now getting closer and closer to the surface of the water.

Han Fei's body became weak, and he could no longer hold onto the well rope, but the rope was still close to the surface of the water.

"Lin Lu is not here..." Han Fei now understands the significance of the mission of Wish Three. The mission requires him to kill Lin Lu at the right time and at the right place, and to kill his own fantasy of beauty with his own hands. These are things that the owner of the shrine has experienced.

"Every task has a very clear purpose, which is a hint given by memory."

Lin Lu is the beauty imagined by the owner of the shrine, the imagination split by the owner of the shrine, and the last sacrifice.

"Apart from mother, the biggest regret for the owner of the shrine is probably that he killed his only good thing with his own hands."

Break free from the shackles of fate, Lin Lu and the mother of the owner of the shrine are still alive. This should be the best ending for the owner of the shrine.

Looking at the place where the water is in contact with the wall of the well, Han Fei took out his life knife and swung it at it!

The soul resonated again. Behind the well wall that was slashed by the knife, a pair of evil eyes were staring at Han Fei: "As my evil soul, how can you be so timid?"

Tearing the wall of the well, the evil spirit broke free from countless arms and grabbed the rope of memory.

He laughed wildly and looked into Han Fei's eyes: "I know everything about your thoughts. Let's do it."

"Although I am very grateful to you, but you must remember clearly that you are my evil spirit."

"Isn't the criterion of evil not evil?" The evil spirit was awe-inspiring in the eyes of the evil spirit, he casually cut his neck and bit the rope with his mouth stained with soul blood.

At the same time, Han Fei also stretched his hand to the surface of the water.

The rope of memories gathered down again. When the rope touched the surface of the well, all the arms went mad, and countless beautiful wishes shattered and turned into the most vicious curse!

"I hope that the most beautiful girl in the class will have an accident and be disfigured."

"I want her to love me alone. If she dares to leave, she will definitely die miserably."

"Money, give me enough money, I can give you everything."

"The more important things, the more likely to be fulfilled? What can family members exchange for?"

The bubble of desire exploded, and a curse of black hair and stinking came out, the water in the well began to become turbid, and the figures reflected on the water began to blur.

"Grab this rope! I'll take you out!"

The figure under the water grabbed the rope of memory. After touching the memory, the emptiness figure seemed to slowly become entity.

As the rope of memory drags outward, the phantom reflected by the well water seems to be pulled out of the mirror!

First pale fingers, then arms, then the strange face.

The man's body is covered with wishes that are still breaking. When the wishes are broken, all those beautiful blessings become the most vicious curse. They are firmly attached to the man's body and will not let him leave.

"Why can I be so miserable, but you can have happiness?"

"You told me you can make a wish here, you can't leave!"

"I haven't got what I want, how can I let you go!"

Countless voices echoed in the deep well, and countless arms clung to Han Fei and the man.

The original simple and beautiful wishes grew out of deformed monsters, and there were too many of them.

"I'll stop them, you keep going up!"

The evil spirit released his hands and rushed to the arms in the deep well. He bit the monsters and drove the darkness away with the deepest malice and hysterical madness.

Han Fei grasped the rope of memory, struggling to move upwards, but his arm had lost strength.

There are too many hatreds and hatreds accumulated in the wishing well over the years, and the arms of the frantic request can't wait to tear Han Fei to pieces.

He was gradually unable to support, but at this moment, a hand worked very hard to help him push away the curse of blocking the road.

A thin child walked out of the death knife, and he struggled to open the way for Han Fei.

"Wang Sheng?"

When the child appeared, one hand was supporting Han Fei's body, and a group of figures and Han Fei held the dead butcher knife together.

He has never been alone, and the most beautiful and precious humanity in the deep world has been gathered in the Resurrection Knife.

If the souls polluted by desire in the deep well are believers in the shrine, then all the humanity in the Reborn Knife is a fellow who will never betray Han Fei.

The light and shadow that held up Han Fei was constantly torn apart by the hands of desire, but no matter how many people fell, there was always a pair of hands trying to drag Han Fei out of the darkness.

They went up a little bit, enduring the most vicious curse, their bodies were torn and deformed, but none of them stopped.

There is light in my heart, how can I be willing to sink in the dark.

The ghosts who believe in the wishing well and the souls who believe in Han Fei are wrestling, as if two gods are fighting each other.

When the last companion was knocked off by his arm, Han Fei finally brought the man to the well.

But when he wanted to push the man out of the well, he found that all the vicious curses on the man had gathered on his chest, forming a well pattern on his heart.

Even if you get rid of the wishing well in memory, as long as there are people who believe in the existence of the wishing well, and people continue to throw "curses" and "wishes" into this well, men will never be able to get rid of it.

"The countless grievances accumulated in the wishing well need to be borne by someone. The owner of the shrine is the one chosen by the shrine. No wonder he will become unspeakable."

The well on the man's chest is already formed, no matter how Han Fei pushes up, the well head is one meter away from him.

If you don't break the well in the man's heart, they might not be able to leave.

Han Fei's strength has been exhausted~IndoMTL.com~The fellows in the dead knife have also been overwhelmed by those greedy arms.

At this moment, Han Fei had a decision in his mind, which would be the last choice he made in this memory world.

"I never felt how good I was, nor did I feel that I could bring any hope. I walked all the way, just want to live well, and then if I can, I will take you to see after dawn World."

Holding the resurrection knife tightly, the dazzling humanity shined above the blade, and then Han Fei pierced his only reliance into the well in the man's chest!

The blade is like a white flame, different from the black fire of hatred. It is a flame that has never appeared in the deep world.

It is not dazzling, nor does it contain too much power, but it can travel far in the dark.

The well formed by countless curses was twisted under the blade. When the pattern of the well collapsed, the man's closed eyes slowly opened.

At this time, Han Fei had no strength, his body fell down, but his eyes were looking at the bright flame burning on the man's chest.

The torch is down, but the flame is still up!