My Iyashikei Game Chapter 732: A hero, but also a devil

Latest URL: Fu Sheng said the last sentence to Han Fei. The old man who handed over the black box to Han Fei did not choose to be resurrected in Han Fei's soul in the end.

He showed his past in front of Han Fei, step by step from a child to an unspeakable one. Looking back, the most unforgettable thing for him is the life before he owned the black box.

Under the guidance of Shenwan, Han Fei, who was hiding deep in the mind of the first generation ghost, got closer and closer to the statue of Fu Sheng in Shenwan. A shimmering candle.

When Fu Sheng's face began to blur, Han Fei's face gradually appeared on the statue.

This seems to represent a certain kind of inheritance, and it is also a turning point of two eras.

The old man who used to carry the world on his shoulders disappeared completely, and everything was handed over to Han Fei.

Whether to be the ghost of all ghosts who wreak havoc on the world, or to be the hero who saves reality is all in Han Fei's mind.

Fu Sheng's test of Han Fei has all ended here, and the next road will be entirely up to Han Fei himself. There will be no kindness and hope in all shrine memory worlds and manager tasks. Han Fei will start to face it head-on. real darkness.

"Fu Sheng, don't think about dying so easily!" From the festering cocoons, the spreading poisonous scars, and the bodies of all the living people who had undergone the resurrection ceremony, a sinister and cold voice came out. .

At the last moment, Meng finally couldn't sit still, and it activated all the traces it left in the memory world of the shrine. It is like a virus in the shrine world, parasitic, latent, laying eggs in large numbers, and finally breaking out. Fu Sheng's shrine memory world has been thoroughly understood by Meng, but it may be because Meng Hai didn't get the secret he wanted to know, so he never broke face with Fu Sheng.

But it's different now. What it can't get, others can't get, so it would rather destroy the shrine than let Han Fei have Fu Sheng's memory.

Those poisonous scars are calling for real dreams, and a terrifying breath far beyond hatred emerges from the poisonous scars. It has no specific shape, but just a voice, but it makes it difficult for people to even have the idea of ​​​​resisting , this is no longer a level contest.

"Fu Sheng!" The voice in the poisonous scar seemed to descend on the shrine forcibly from a million miles away. Stars gushed out of the holes, hung all over the night sky, and joined together to form a pair of huge butterfly wings.

When the huge dreamlike butterfly appeared, the memory world of the shrine also began to collapse irreversibly.

The ever-expanding paradise is under the wings of butterflies, and the end of the world is coming.

The night sky here no longer belongs to Fu Sheng, but Fu Sheng didn't have any unusual reaction, as if he didn't see it at all, he was just saying goodbye with the last time.

"My memory retains the consciousness of some living people. They don't know that they are dead. I hope you can treat them kindly." Fu Sheng's face on the statue is already a little unclear. Ghosts and monsters began to become as vague as Fu Sheng, but there were many living people in the city who were not affected at all. As Fu Sheng said, they were not fabricated based on Fu Sheng's memory, but Fu Sheng told a white lie for them. He brought those who could not bear the pain of death into his mind, and used his memory A city was built for them.

The bodies of Huang Mao, Xiao Jia, and Li Guo'er slowly disappeared, and Han Fei's familiar figure disappeared. Among the crowd, only his wife and Xiao Ba stood in place.

The woman watched Fu Tian melt into the black mist, and she slowly remembered something.

"It turned out" that his wife had wrinkles on her face, her hands became rough, and her body was aging rapidly. She was no longer the appearance in Fu Sheng's memory, but the appearance before she died.

"That child kept me in his own mind." His wife is Fu Sheng's stepmother, but she treats Fu Sheng even closer than her own son. If Fu Sheng really wanted to resurrect someone, that person was not himself, but Fu Tian's mother.

The butterfly turned into the night and flew down. Everyone and ghosts in this city are the targets of attack. If the dream is not stopped as soon as possible, everyone in the shrine will die.

But the crux of the problem is that there is no force in this shrine's memory world that can stop the inexpressible will.

As the master of God, Fu Sheng can't protect everything. The only thing he can do is to send out as many souls that originally lived in his mind as possible, and help them find a worthy soul before they are destroyed. people who follow.

"It's over. I obtained the black box in despair, and was buried in the deep world with eternal regret. At the price of being forgotten by everyone, I got a small hope."

"Han Fei, you have to go the rest of the way by yourself."

"At the end of the day, I want to apologize to you on behalf of Fu Tian. The tragedy of the laughter was an accident, and your appearance was another accident. If you want to cure the laughter, you must first heal yourself"

Fu Sheng's face completely disappeared from the statue, replaced by Han Fei's.

When he completely occupied the statue, countless souls and wills in the city turned into white light and rushed towards the shrine, and got into the statue before the butterfly's wings fell.

Human management and my management melted into the paradise. In order not to be crushed by the dream, Mang Xiao was also forced to get into the statue, and once again merged with Han Fei's will.

In the end, except for Han Fei, there was only one soul left in the whole city that did not hide in the statue.

The wife climbed onto the body of the first-generation ghost, and the first-generation evil ghost, which everyone feared, looked like a disobedient child in the eyes of the wife.

With great difficulty, she picked up the fragments that fell from the shrine, entered the passage step by step, and stood guard beside the shrine.

Han Fei's will in the statue tried his best to call out to his wife, but the other party just waved at Han Fei and smiled softly.

"Take everyone and go together. I will stay with Fu Sheng. He is the pride of my life. I will not let him be alone." Holding the fragment of the shrine in her arms, the wife leaned against the Beside the shrine, she looked up at the boundless butterfly wings falling, but she seemed to be admiring the sunset with her family: "Whether he is a sinner or a hero in your eyes, he will always be a child in my eyes." , is my child."

Those souls living in Fu Sheng's memory were sucked into the statue, and Han Fei did not expect that the last thing Fu Sheng asked him to do was not to choose the front of the black box, nor to kill the dream, but to take these souls away.

The butterfly wings covering the sky and the sun flew down, the shrine was crushed, and Han Fei, who completely occupied the statue, also heard the system's prompt.

"Player number 0000, please pay attention! You used ninety-nine deaths to find your true self, and now you have ushered in a new life!"

"Attention, player number 0! You have successfully completed the D-level Shenwan succession task and resurrected one by one! The shrine succession task is the most difficult task at this stage, and you will get three times the experience reward!"

"Congratulations on being recognized by the owner of the shrine and successfully inheriting the resurrection of the completely destroyed seventh-level shrine."

"Resurrection: The unique ability of the seventh-level shrine, bringing the dead back to life!"

"The specific attributes of the shrine will change slightly due to the change of the statue, please check it after the statue is created!"

"Please pay attention to player number 000! The regret of the owner of the shrine has been partially made up, and the former owner of Shenwan will grant you one wish!"

"Please choose one of the five rewards below!"

"The level is increased by one level (only before level 40); the random attribute is increased by four points; unconditionally heals and repairs the souls of ghosts below hatred, and increases their friendliness to you by fifteen points; awakening an item should be An E-level talent that exists in the memory world; bring out a certain item or ghost (below hatred) in the memory world."

"Numbered players, please note that the most difficult role for a person to play well is actually yourself. You used ninety-nine deaths to see yourself clearly in the memory world of the shrine, and your master acting skills have been successfully promoted to four. level."

"Player No. 0000, please pay attention, you have received the Yin Deyi from Fu Sheng."

"Player number 00, please pay attention, you have obtained all the souls sheltered by Fu Sheng's memory fragments! This is the most precious gift Fu Sheng left you!"

"Attention, player number 0000! You have successfully upgraded to level 25! Add one free attribute point!"

The roaring thunder rang in his ears, and Han Fei watched Fu Sheng's shrine of memory being crushed by a butterfly made by Menghua. As the shrine collapsed, the city that recorded Fu Sheng's past also began to melt .

The holes in the sky were torn apart, revealing the eternal night in the deep world outside. When Han Fei opened his eyes again, he had already left the memory world of the shrine.

The body fell heavily to the ground, with ninety-nine scars on his body, he was on the verge of dying from serious injuries.

Opening the attribute panel, Han Fei added all the free attribute points to his physical strength. At level 25, his physical strength had reached 42 points.

Big breakthroughs will occur every ten points of the physical and mental attributes. If you collapse, your body will not fall down.

The roaring sound in his ears didn't disappear just because he left the memory world of the shrine. Han Fei looked around. He was standing at the highest point of the paradise, and the ground was full of shrines and statues.

"Han Fei! Han Fei!"

"What happened?"

A familiar voice came from the paradise. Han Fei saw the terrified expressions of the residents of the happy community. Their bodies were almost transparent. During the time he was away, a huge change seemed to have taken place in the paradise of the deep world. .

"Come down! Get out of there!"

An indescribable sense of oppression came, and Han Fei subconsciously looked up. The night sky became colorful and dreamlike, like a pair of butterfly wings spread out.

"The will of the dream?"

The huge butterfly slipped from Han Fei's side and smashed into the maze of the paradise!

With the ear-piercing sound, the paradise maze collapsed downwards, and a passage constructed by countless life locks appeared in front of everyone.

One end of the channel is connected to the deep world, and the other end is connected to layers of dreams.

Under the impact of the will of the butterfly, the originally criss-crossed dreamland like a maze was penetrated, and the people on the other side of the passage saw the scene on the other side of the passage.

"The passage in the maze of Paradise connects the shallow world, and the dream has completely opened up the passage!"

Cold sweat broke out, and Han Fei immediately took out the animal mask from his backpack and put it on.

On the other side of the passage, a large number of players gathered in the maze of the paradise also looked this way, and their eyes were fixed on Han Fei.

"Is this a hidden map?"

"Who is that masked weirdo? Is he also a player?"

"Why do I think he looks familiar?"

"Is the inheritance mentioned by the chairman of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical hidden in it? Come on, brothers!"

The news of the disappearance of a large number of professional players in the Maze of Perfect Life Paradise can no longer be concealed. There are many players who come to the Maze of the Paradise every day to investigate. At this moment, they all became witnesses and saw the person standing on the high platform at the other end Han Fei.

Players who still regarded this as a game began to try to enter the passage, but all players who entered the passage would be hunted and killed by the remaining ghosts and nightmares in the maze, and the game characters died before they could even react.

"Dream is a master at manipulating people's hearts. It uses its last will to open the channel. It wants everyone to see my real body and turn me into an enemy of all players."

The passage in the deep world will bring endless disasters. At this time, Han Fei standing on the high platform is the only living person that players can see on the passage.

His appearance has been remembered. Those who don't know, under the instigation of dreams, can easily think that he is the mastermind behind the scenes, the source of all disasters.

Han Fei chose to open both sides of the black box. In a sense, he is indeed different from Fu Sheng. Meng wants to use this to make Han Fei be betrayed by the people he is trying to protect. With him finally plunged into darkness.

Forcibly opening the passage to the shallow world is only the first step. If the unspeakable existence wants to target a person, it will start from all aspects.

"There must be a way to close the channel."

A large number of unsuspecting players died, and curious and interested people began to gather here, spreading the word to ten, ten to hundreds, and the news of the channel appearing in the labyrinth quickly spread.

The maze of the Paradise has been destroyed by the dream, and Fu Sheng's shrine in the Paradise has also been broken into pieces. The current situation is extremely dangerous for Han Fei, and if he fails to handle it well, he will completely ruin himself.

Picking up the remaining half of the statue, Han Fei climbed down the high platform, but his voice could not be transmitted to the other side of the passage, and he could not stop the players from coming, so he had to leave first.

Meeting with the neighbors in the Xingfu community~IndoMTL.com~ Han Fei also learned from everyone what happened after he entered the world of Shenliang.

Xu Qin and You Fu followed Han Fei into the shrine. The remaining ghosts who jumped off the building and the painter had a fierce conflict with the clown in the paradise. From the deepest part of this world, it marks the location of Paradise.

Besides, there were a lot of miscellaneous things that happened, but Han Fei didn't listen carefully. The first thing to do was to deal with the passage to the paradise.

"A lot of players have seen me. First of all, I have to create an alibi to get rid of my disgust." Han Fei entered a room alone, asked Zhuang Wen to guard the door, and used his talent of evocation.

The ghost gate slowly opened, and Han Fei called Bai Xian into the deep world.

"Han Fei? What's wrong with you? Why are you injured so badly!"

"Brother Bai, I want to ask you for a favor." Han Fei took off the animal face mask from his face and handed it to Bai Xian: "Can you play a role for me?"