My Iyashikei Game Chapter 730: The last one

The heart of the original ghost is a passageway. This corpse formed by countless despair and negative emotions is inadvertently connected to a place where the dream escaped.

Pull out the butcher's knife pierced into the heart and open the passage.

Han Fei has made a choice unintentionally, and now he also understands why Fu Sheng couldn't kill the dream. Fu Sheng chose to completely seal the passage and destroy the first-generation ghost. Han Fei went with him. a different path.

As that passage appeared, there was a piercing laughter from the increasingly distorted building complex in the depths of the park.

A series of strange buildings collapsed, and an old man with a wrinkled face, who looked like he had half his foot into the coffin, walked out of the ruins of the building. The Paradise work uniform on his body was different from the others, it was pure white .

"Hey, he didn't choose the same path as you after all, and the world may be destroyed by his hands." The old man silently looked at the first-generation ghost controlled by Han Fei, his eyes full of loss.

Behind the old man, the scenes inside the collapsed buildings were also revealed to everyone.

Countless sheets of icy metal tables are tied with tourists one by one. Those tourists all seem to be crazy, insane, and constantly let out crazy laughter.

"I said long ago that living people are the most untrustworthy, and you are still too kind." The pungent smell of blood wafted from the ground, and a middle-aged man in a blood-red Paradise uniform walked slowly. He looks exactly like the policeman in the hotel, and he seems to be the manager of the park.

"We are also responsible for causing this situation." The old man sighed: "If you can stand on Fu Sheng's side more firmly, instead of thinking about replacing him, maybe it's us who control the first generation of ghosts now."

"The ghost betrayed us and chose the crazy child; Meng has been preparing to usurp the first generation ghost from the beginning, and we can't win no matter what." The blood-clothed manager shook off the blood on his hands:

“Our consciousness has been swallowed by the black box, what should we do now?”

"I don't dare to realize whether my position is complete or not. My position will not change. I will seal the deep world forever and block its connection with reality. Only then can everything return to the right track." The old man glanced at the maze,

After the first ghost awakened, the endless labyrinth was destroyed, and now there is only a young man with a dull expression left in the ruins.

"Do you still want to count on Fu Sheng? That child has been abandoned." There was a hint of pity in the human manager's eyes.

They put their consciousness into the sea of ​​consciousness of the first-generation ghosts, trying to control the first-generation ghosts through the most primitive method, but in the process of competing for the main consciousness, they all failed.

The consciousness that was put into the sea of ​​consciousness of the first generation of ghosts was absorbed by the black box. In other words, they are all incomplete now, just barely supporting it.

"I don't count on him, but I feel sorry for him. Although we gave him everything, we just use him as a tool." The old man walked towards the first-generation ghost himself, and he Just like he did in the hotel, he kept Fu Sheng behind him all the time.

"The source of that frantic laughter hasn't been found yet. Is it too early for us to start now?" The human manager didn't want to waste what little power he had left.

"We've run out of time." All the excess emotion in the old man's eyes was slowly stripped away, his pupils gradually disappeared, and his eyes turned completely white.

Hair, eyebrows, eyeballs, skin, the color on the old man's body was fading fast, when everything turned pure white, he reached out to the first generation ghost.

The huge corpse seemed to be bound by some kind of force, and its movements became more and more sluggish.

There were also some white light spots in the originally blood-covered paradise. They were hidden under various buildings, which were tombstones without names.

The "I" managers of all ages are buried in Paradise, their soul is with Paradise, and Paradise is their body and everything.

No matter what era, there are always people in the crowd who are not afraid of danger, erecting their spines and supporting the collapsed dome with their flesh and blood.

Han Fei, who was in harmony with the first-generation ghost consciousness, also found that his movements slowed down. When the blood and despair covered everything, those tombstones still maintained their former appearance, silent and firm.

"The corpse seems to be out of control!"

Part of the flesh in the flesh seems to have its own consciousness, and Han Fei saw faces in the blood of the first-generation ghost.

When the "I" managers of all dynasties were dying, they would put their own flesh and blood into the corpses of the first-generation ghosts, making their bodies part of the first-generation ghosts. Over time, the flesh and blood of these managers can even affect the first-generation ghosts on a small scale.

Seeing that the old man used the last hole card, the manager of the man in the blood shirt shook his head slightly. He hated the feeling of desperate work, but there is really no better way now.

"Maybe I'm too arrogant and shouldn't seriously hurt ghosts." People will always reflect on themselves after something happens, and after seeing the lessons of history, they will do it again next time.

The blood-clothed manager silently walked towards the first-generation ghost. He joined all the park employees, and a group of people stabbed sharp knives into their hearts.

A strange black mist emerged from under their feet. The human manager and his subordinates all swallowed the black mist. They were called human, but they were actually half-human and half-ghost monsters, but the ghost manager's Subordinates are real people.

"Using tools is a human instinct, using the bones of fierce beasts to grind them into bone knives to hunt and kill beasts. This is one of the reasons why people can survive in the first place."

The black mist hidden in the body of the blood-clothed manager kept pouring out, and his expression became more and more hideous. No one would have thought that this guy who looked the most sunny and kind was actually the most terrifying guy in the paradise.

He has completely given up everything about human beings, and the purpose of his existence is to one day destroy ghosts and everything that stands in his way.

The staff who merged with the black mist successfully rushed to the side of the first-generation ghost. Ordinary tools could not cause damage to the first-generation ghost, so they attacked with their bodies changed by the black mist.

The center of the park is in chaos. Countless ghosts gather here. No one notices that there is a cute boy crying beside the dessert shop outside the park.

He seems to have been separated from his family, lost a shoe and dropped a half-eaten ice cream at his feet.

Amid the roar of laughter, the boy's cry was small, and he wiped his tears and walked towards the center of the park step by step.

"Come back! You idiot!" A young man in the dessert shop crawled out from behind the counter, dressed in a uniform ripped from a corpse, and rushed into the dangerous street with his hands and feet: "Meet you I am unlucky!"

The young man wore the collar of a little boy and looked around nervously. Fortunately, the laughing madmen didn't notice him, and most of the ghosts' attention was also attracted by the first-generation ghosts.

"I'm going to beat you up if you run around again!" the young man said very wickedly; "It's already dangerous enough here, and I have to take care of you, you brat! Cry, cry, cry! I know it all day long. cry!"

Although his mouth was broken, the young man had a good heart. He took out a clean handkerchief from his pocket and wanted to wipe the little boy's tears, but when he stretched out his hand, he felt something was wrong.

There were very thin bloodshots in the little boy's eyes.

"Why are you looking at me like this?" The young man patted the little boy's face; "During this period of time, if I hadn't tried my best to protect you, you wouldn't have been able to survive a hundred lives. Live! You can't be that ungrateful bastard!"

He picked up the little boy and wanted to continue to hide in the dessert shop, but he suddenly found that the little boy was getting heavier and heavier.

"Be obedient, don't make trouble, let's go back to eat ice cream."

The young man was a little scared. For some reason, as soon as he opened his eyes, he appeared in the most dangerous paradise, and he also witnessed the madman killing people.

The feeling of waking up to find that he is at the scene of a murder, and the murderer has not left, is really exciting, and then he starts to run away.

This should have been a happy paradise, but he turned it into a murder simulator. Wherever he went, the murder happened.

On the way to escape, he inadvertently rescued the crying boy and forcibly dragged him from the murder scene, "protecting" him until now.

Young people don't get along well with crying boys, but they have survived such a difficult time. Now that everything is about to end, how can the young people just watch the boy die.

No matter what happens to the boy, he is very upright and wants to drag the boy back to the dessert shop.

Slowly, the boy's cry faded.

The young man looked back in surprise. He found that the tears on the boy's face were not dry, but the corners of his mouth were slightly curved.

"What's the matter with your child? After crying for so many days, I'm a little uncomfortable when you suddenly stop crying"

Before he finished speaking, the smile on the corner of the boy's mouth began to become more and more exaggerated, with blood and tears flowing from his red eyes, but hysterical laughter came out of his mouth!

"Don't scare me, what world have I never seen Shen Luo?!"

Even at this time, Shen Luo still has no plans to abandon the boy~IndoMTL.com~ He was worried that the laughter would attract other monsters, and was about to reach out to cover the boy's mouth when a **** arm suddenly came out of the boy's mouth stretch out!

"Fuck!

All the laughing madmen in the whole park seem to have heard a certain sound. Countless mad people rushed towards the place where the boy and the young man were. Their bodies collided together, and the fragments of consciousness scattered in the hearts of countless people were in the Lord. The reunion begins under the call of consciousness!

Flesh clashed, blood flowers bloomed, hysterical laughter resounded through the night sky, and the **** arm crawled out of the abyss little by little.

The young man watched all this up close, and he felt as if his young heart had been hit by a train.

Dizzy, the young man couldn't believe what he saw with his eyes.

The blood-stained arm seemed to grab all the madness in the world. With hysterical laughter, the young man saw Han Fei's face!

He is Han Fei, but he feels completely different to young people than Han Fei.

The **** arm stretched out to the young man, patted his face, and heavier than each other. When the young man felt that his skull was about to be shattered, Han Fei, who had emerged from the bodies of countless mad laughers, turned around. He looked at the first-generation ghost at the center of the park.

"I saved you so many times along the way, how can you repay your kindness and revenge?" The young man covered his face, feeling a little aggrieved, but when he saw the wreckage of the laughing man all over the floor, he suddenly realized something.

Perhaps, the wild laugh was saving him all the time so as not to expose himself.

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