My Iyashikei Game Chapter 813: The pile of skyscrapers

The latest website: Han Fei took the photos taken by Ji Zheng. The first photo was taken in the elevator room. All the elevators seemed to be out of control. The elevator doors kept opening and closing, swallowing corpses.

The second photo was taken on an unfamiliar floor. The dead people were possessed by resentful spirits, massacring believers and aborigines crazily.

The third photo was taken secretly, and in the photo stood a woman in red who was entangled in countless curses.

"Where was your last photo taken?" Han Fei's gaze stayed on the last photo, unable to move away for a long time.

Although the photo was taken very blurry and the rope of fate could hardly be seen clearly, Han Fei still recognized the other party.

"On the 49th floor, that woman was wrapped in hatred and curses. She seemed to be looking for someone in the building. She went straight from the first floor to the upper fifty floors." Candid shots from a distance, not daring to approach.

"The hatred outside has entered the building, and the gods still haven't responded?" Han Fei thinks this is too abnormal. The skyscraper is the lair of the garden owner. Now the believers have been slaughtered twice, and it still doesn't move at all. No: "It seems that the unspeakable goal is indeed the paradise passage."

Han Fei beckoned to Mr. Chaomo and asked the other party to take out the radio that was about to break: "I want to contact the dancers outside the building, can you help me?"

"This can only be contacted through a single line." Mr. Mo also felt a little helpless: "In addition, this radio may not be used a few times, we better cherish every opportunity to use it."

"Now is a very critical moment." Han Fei pressed Da Nie's head and put the radio in front of it: "How did you send the message to the outside last time?"

When the dancer contacted Han Fei before, Da Nie used the curse he carried to send out the message that Han Fei was planning to mate wildly in the building. This may be the reason why Hong Yi's hatred entered the building one.

Da Nie was slightly aggrieved and lay on the ground, touching the radio with his head.

"Don't pretend to be pitiful, you and Shen Luo are two happy people." Han Fei subconsciously classified Da Nie and Shen Luo into the same category.

Under Han Fei's urging, Da Nie injected drops of soul poison into the radio, and there were more and more cracks on it.

Mr. Mo next to him looked terrified, but he didn't dare to say anything.

A few minutes later, the sound of rustling electricity rang on the radio, and the old and surprised voice of the dancer came from the radio.

"Why is my radio getting wet?"

"Get out of the way! That's poisonous!"

After confirming that communication was possible, Han Fei didn't write: "Old man, Mr. Mo and I have met in the building, now you must tell the hate who came to me as soon as possible! The hate who didn't enter the building immediately returned to Paradise In the passage! The unspeakable goal is probably the passage! Let them guard the shrine in the paradise!"

"Passage? Paradise? What are you talking about..."

Before the dancer could react, the call was cut off, and the radio was full of soul poison, and it might take a while before it could be used again.

"I hope the old man can pass on my words." Han Fei also tried his best. He returned the radio to Mr. Mo, and then took out the **** paper figurine from his arms.

The paper figurine that was stained red by Xu Qin's blood became very excited as soon as it appeared. There is a certain connection between it and Xu Qin, and the two sides can perceive each other's existence.

"Lead the way, let's go upstairs!" Han Fei now needs to do two things, find other fragments of No. 2's brain, and reunite with the hatred of the one who entered the skyscraper.

Skyscrapers can enter but cannot exit, even if hatred would not risk stepping into it. A simple neighborhood relationship.

Letting the soul of evil expand on the lower fifty floors, Han Fei led the others into the blood-stained elevator.

Under the guidance of the **** paper figurine, they came to the fortieth floor together.

Stepping out of the elevator, familiar and friendly curses lingered around Han Fei. He had similar condiments in his daily meals.

"Xu Qin used a curse on this floor." Han Fei kicked away the sundries in the corridor and checked each room, and all the resentment and curses in the female criminals' hearts were stripped away: "There is no one alive, you can see it She is in a hurry."

"It's not anxious, it's cruel, okay?" Ji Zheng really didn't know where Han Fei met these friends, none of them were normal.

"Go, keep going up!"

"Are you sure? Forty to fifty floors are the floors of totalitarian life. They enslaved many monsters, and it is said that there are works of gods." Ji Zheng is now more polite to Han Fei: "I'm not I want to stop you, but I just hope you can think clearly."

"Didn't we already kill one in totalitarianism?" Han Fei walked towards the elevator: "Everyone has no way to turn back. Instead of pinning our hopes on others, why don't we do it ourselves and stifle the fate of fate?" Throat."

The smell of blood in the elevator room is extremely strong. The more than twenty elevators in the skyscraper have never stopped. The living and the dead keep coming in and out. Most of the passengers who took the elevator did not come out in the end, but they knew the elevator It is a man-eating monster, still scrambling to enter it.

People on the upper fifty floors want to come down to avoid disasters, and people on the lower fifty floors want to go up to live a better life. The skyscrapers are being torn apart by several forces.

The numbers on the elevator display screen began to change. When the blood-red number changed to "49", the elevator stopped. The elevator cards that Han Fei found did not have permission to continue upward.

"What's the difference between the upper 50th floor and the lower 50th floor?" Han Fei walked out of the elevator holding the blood-colored paper figurine, and the biting curse breath gathered towards Han Fei, like a scarlet hug.

"Represents two different eras." Mr. Mo walked away from Han Fei and walked at the end of the line: "I heard from the dancer that the garden owner's life is divided into two stages, corresponding to the lower fifty floors. And the upper fifty floors, you should also be able to see that the lower fifty floors are dilapidated, dirty and poor, even survival is a problem, these are actually the living environment of the garden owner in his childhood."

"Then the upper fifty floors correspond to the memory of the garden owner as an adult?"

"It's not all like this, to be precise..." Mr. Mo thought for a long time before opening his mouth: "It corresponds to the memory of the garden owner after he became a 'ghost'."

"Memories after becoming a ghost?"

"Although the lower fifty floors are poor, dirty, and occupied by disease and death, at least they are still within the scope of human beings; the upper fifty floors look prosperous and beautiful, but in fact those are just appearances. An extremely absurd, crazy, and hopeless place, without any normal emotions and characters." Mr. Mo lowered his voice: "This building is actually the life of the owner of the garden."

"Then how can we enter the upper fifty floors?" Han Fei looked at the paper figurine who was desperately absorbing the curse. He felt that Xu Qin deliberately left a lot of curses. If Han Fei came here, those curses would help Han Fei.

"There are three ways: to obtain the permission of the gods, walk the corridors to break through the taboo blockade, and open the shrines of the gods, and compete with the gods for control of the building." Ji Zheng said: "I have been trying to find a way to get to fifty. The area above the first floor, but they have not been successful. Now with the help of your monster, we should have a 30% chance of escaping from the pursuit of taboos in the corridor."

"The corridor is not the best choice, take me to find the shrine of the god." Han Fei let out the evil, and the other party became even more excited when he came to the forty-ninth floor, just like the dog who had been hungry for three days. Like bones.

"The shrines of the gods only exist in legends. Except for the most devout fanatics, no one knows where it is. I even suspect that it is a hoax." Ji Zheng wanted Han Fei to give up the unrealistic Fantasies, but who knows that before he finished speaking, Da Nie rushed towards a certain direction like crazy.

"Follow it!"

Xu Qin had just cleaned up the forty-ninth floor, Han Fei and the others were not hindered too much, but they also found some fragments of Xu Qin's clothes during the movement, the strongest hatred around Han Fei, coming here Injured at this level.

After putting away the pieces of clothes, Han Fei quickened his pace. They ran around under the leadership of Da Nie, and after going around several times, they came to a strange place.

A pillar with a diameter of more than three meters was built at the center of the 49th floor, and there was no such thing on other floors.

"Load-bearing wall?" Han Fei touched the huge stone pillar and gave Da Nie a look.

Da Xie's skin was difficult to penetrate even the will of the gods, but after it hit the pillar, a small streak of Lihen appeared on its head, and the soul poison and black blood stained the stone pillar.

Being stimulated by the wound, Da Nie became even more excited. The more pain a monster like it felt, the more excited it would be.

Completely ignoring Han Fei, Da Nie was attracted by the things inside the pillar, like a moth to a flame, ramming towards the stone pillar again and again in the most primitive way.

"It, has it always been like this?" Ji Zheng covered the eyes of the frightened boy: "Do you want to stop it?"

"Although I am its owner, I really can't stop it." Han Fei's blood volume has not recovered, so he dare not go casually.

There were more and more black blood and soul poison on the pillars. As they continued to spread, the lines on the pillars gradually became clear. They were the faces of innocent people crying in pain.

Their bodies seemed to be sealed in the pillars, only the twisted and painful faces were exposed.

"Do it, let's attack it together!" Han Fei took out the Pastoral Butcher Knife, and walked towards the other side of the pillar with a surge of evil spirit.

"Are you sure? This thing seems to be placed by the gods, linking the past and the future..." Before Mr. Mo finished speaking, Han Fei had already slashed on the pillar, the bright light of the knife avoiding those faces. Dao cracks appear on the edge of the face.

Ji Zheng took a light breath. Looking at Han Fei and Da Nie who had no reverence for the gods, he didn't know whether the owner was like a pet or the pet was imitating the owner.

Actually, Ji Zheng and the others didn't need to take action at all. The killing intent of the butcher knife and Da Nie had severely damaged the surface of the column. These two diametrically opposite forces forcibly tore the "shell" of the building column.

The stone coat was broken, and the true appearance of the pillar was revealed to everyone.

The bodies of each victim are twisted and intertwined ~IndoMTL.com~ This is not a stone pillar at all, but a human pillar that supports the building.

"The Rebirth Knife is very difficult to cause harm to these innocent victims." Han Fei stopped, and the big evil next to him also hurried around. Its soul poison was offset by some force on the "Pillar of Man", preventing it Get into the "Pillar of Man".

"Da Nie is only interested in the shrine. What it is looking for is inside the pillar, and the way to the upper fifty floors should also be hidden in the pillar." Han Fei knew Da Nie very well, and he knew very well that Da Nie had a great impact on the gods. Tributes are irresistible.

"This pillar was erected by the gods. As the foundation of the building, those innocent people are the objects of living sacrifices." , God of Casting Furnace, the gods sacrificed too many people in order to build this building.”

"Is there a way to save these people?" Han Fei stood beside the "Pillar of Human Beings", and he gripped the butcher's knife tightly.

"Yes." Mr. Mo looked at Han Fei with complicated eyes: "Kill that evil god."

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