My Iyashikei Game - Chapter 392

[Chapter three hundred and eighty fourth nightmare heart (four thousand)]

“A broken cocoon?”

Looking at the huge cocoon fragments in the sea of red flowers, Han Fei had some doubts in his eyes. It seemed that something had broken out of the cocoon in the deepest part of the dead building and completed its transformation.

“The strength of the butterfly should still be at the stage of hatred, but the breath of the cocoon fragments is already indescribable.” “This is not the

cocoon

of a butterfly!”

It is precisely because of the existence of death intent, so this community was named the Dead Building.

Approaching the flowers in front of him, the bright petals were left with dewdrops condensed by death. Han Fei stood at the elevator door holding the Butcher’s Knife. He was very resistant to entering the sea of flowers, but there were two voices in his body. urging him.

One of them is the big evil. The big evil hidden on Han Fei’s arm is completely excited. It seems that it can no longer control the spikes on its body, causing a large amount of soul poison to penetrate into Han Fei’s blood and turn into a death curse. group.

The other was the crazy laughter. Butterfly’s death curse shattered something in Han Fei’s mind, and the crazy laughter kept echoing in his ears.

“As soon as it comes, it’s safe.” Han Fei dragged the unconscious boy on the ground and walked out of the elevator.

The shoes stepped on the flowers, as if stepping on the flesh and blood, and the thick death was scattered around, Han Fei felt as if he was walking on the bottom of the sea.

“The child in the wardrobe on the seventh underground floor asked me to destroy a heart. This sea of flowers is so big, how can I find that heart?

” Destroying the soul-returning ritual, he didn’t have time to find any heart at all.

The wild laughter in his ears made him upset, and after walking a few steps, he would turn his head and look around, always feeling that someone was lying behind his head.

“Forget it, let’s leave it to the big evil. Both it and the butterfly emerged from the human chrysalis, and they should be able to perceive something.”

The scene in front of him reminded Han Fei of the underground corpse pit of the security company, but the sea of flowers under the dead building was almost ten times larger than the corpse pit. At first glance, the dark underground was full of bright red blood flowers.

Raising the arm where the big evil was hiding, Han Fei used the big evil’s instinct to walk in the sea of flowers.

He climbed up a high slope, and when he looked down, Han Fei was dumbfounded and his face became very bad.

The huge cocoon fragment exposed above the sea of flowers is only a very small part of the whole cocoon!

The real broken cocoon is buried under the sea of flowers!

Standing on a high place, you can clearly see that the giant cocoon with countless human faces is torn apart from the middle, and you can vaguely see its original appearance.

This is a human-shaped cocoon, its broken limbs and head are very similar to people, and the huge body directly supports the four dead buildings in the community.

If it was just this, Han Fei might be shocked, but his expression would never change.

Inside the huge body of the broken cocoon, there are children hanging, their bodies are connected with the rhizomes of the flowers above their heads, and some of their skins have been blurred.

What made Han Fei feel a chill down his back was that many children’s expressions would change from time to time, as if they were having a long nightmare.

“My God…”

Butterfly collected a lot of children’s nightmares, and those nightmares contained their emotions and memories, which became the fertilizer for blood flowers.

“Each blood flower corresponds to a child?”

The wild laughter in his ears became more piercing, more desolate, and more insane.

Han Fei felt that his body seemed to be pushed by someone, and he dragged the unconscious child next to him and jumped from a height.

Pulling the rhizome of the blood flower with his palm, Han Fei looked closely at the face on the cocoon and the children hanging inside the cocoon. He now understands why the butterfly stuffed into Li Gui’s body is called a human chrysalis. .

That thing seems to be a bug, but it is actually a dirty thing in the human heart. If you want to break the cocoon, you must absorb all the emotions and memories related to people.

“How did this cocoon grow so big?”

Crawling down, Han Fei grabbed the arms of the children, stepped on their nightmares, and climbed to the bottom of the valley.

Looking up, the abyss where the devil lives is nothing more than that, with blood all over the place, and children with repeated nightmares hanging on the cliff.

Seeing this, Han Fei couldn’t help but think of the mission reminder that the system gave him when the mission of Resurrection Night was released.

“Falling into the bottom of nightmares, nightmares and demons staring at me without saying a word, they wonder why I don’t struggle for help? I wonder why they ask such questions?”

“Is it true that not every child in this world is Like me?”

“I was locked in a cocoon from birth, and finally grew wings?”

Han Fei was really shocked when these words connected to the current scene.

“The bottom of the nightmare in the reminder is the depths of this cocoon?”

“The butterfly should have come here for some reason, just like the other children hanging next to it, but it is different from those children, it was transformed by devils and nightmares. It

has become a brand new monster.”

“This broken cocoon is where the butterfly was born!”

Thinking of this, Han Fei was even more puzzled. The cocoon had nothing to do with the butterfly, and the cocoon appeared before the butterfly was born.

So what could be crawling out of this cocoon?

Who is hanging up so many children’s nightmares here?

“Butterfly has always wanted to create its own kind…” Han Fei suddenly came up with an idea that made him shudder: “Could the butterfly have succeeded a long time ago? Now the active butterfly is just a scapegoat?

” The cracked cocoon felt the strong death intent on it. This was just a torn shell, and the aura it exuded exceeded hatred.

Han Fei wanted to stop and think, but the evil and the laughter did not give him peace. Soul poison dripped down his arm, and the sound of stinging pain and the increase of soul poison resistance kept coming into his mind.

Continuing down, someone seemed to be fighting at the bottom of the giant cocoon, stirring the black mist with hatred.

Approaching slowly, Han Fei showed a hint of surprise in his eyes when he saw the other party.

“Zhuang Wen?”

After the jumping ghost from Building 1 merged all her consciousness, she directly entered Building 4. She wanted to kill her father.

Han Fei never saw each other in Building No. 4, but he didn’t expect Zhuang Wen to come here.

The black mist continued to gather around Zhuang Wen, and the place where she was was the center of the black mist vortex.

Zhuang Wen seemed to want to destroy this place, but the black mist suppressed her.

The stronger the strength in this place, the more it will be targeted by the black mist.

But think about it carefully, the resentment of weak strength will be crushed by death if you can’t get here at all.

This kind of Han Fei is completely anomalous, but a living person has a great sin, and he has also received the blessing of a large resentment.

“A large amount of black mist escaped and trapped the singing, and the remaining death will suppress an existence that is close to hatred?”

If there were no singing and Zhuang Wen, Han Fei would have to face the death several times.

Approaching Zhuang Wen, Han Fei originally wanted to see if he could communicate with Zhuang Wen, but only when he got closer did he realize that Zhuang Wen had been completely dominated by hatred.

Normal hatred-level ghosts can completely control the hatred in their hearts, but Zhuang Wen’s situation is just the opposite. She failed to break through hatred for the first time, and now the hatred is getting stronger and stronger, if Han Fei goes forward, she may also will be attacked by her.

“Forget it, let’s go and see what the big evil wants.”

Under the guidance of the big evil, Han Fei began to walk at the bottom of the nightmare.

Looking at the nightmares of the children on both sides, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable, and the wild laughter in his ears seemed to have weakened a bit.

I don’t know how long he walked, and finally Han Fei stopped in a very inconspicuous corner.

There is no difference between this place and the bottom of the entire nightmare, and I can’t see any difference, but the big evil wants to come to this place.

Gently pushing aside the child penetrated by the rhizome, Han Fei saw a dilapidated shrine deep in the blood flowers.

“The shrine? Another shrine?”

Han Fei is now somewhat conflicted with the shrine. The reason why he entered the dead building early was because he opened the shrine at the gate of the happy community, which caused the singing to go crazy and chased him all the way to the dead building.

“At the bottom of the Nightmare Valley, in the depths of the blood flower, what god will live in the shrine hidden in the broken cocoon?”

The shrine in front of him was covered with blood flowers, surrounded by children’s souls. But he wanted to poke away those blood flowers to see what was in the shrine?

It’s like having an unknown red button in front of you and wanting to press it a few times.

The big villain in the arm has been completely excited, and the blood-red lines spread from the arm to Han Fei’s heart, and it is constantly urging Han Fei.

“You child instigates me to die every day.”

Han Fei pushed aside the child’s soul and got into this inconspicuous corner.

If it weren’t for the great evil, no one would have discovered the shrine at all.

As the distance got closer and closer, the big evil’s reaction became stronger and stronger, and the blood-colored lines on its body gradually expanded to Han Fei’s body, burning Han Fei’s skin.

The shrine deep in the cocoon is not the same as the shrine in the happy community. It seems to be older, and the black cloth covering the shrine has already rotted.

Taking a deep breath, Han Fei took out his saber and chopped up the blood flowers outside the shrine. He bent down and looked into the shrine.

“Player number 0000, please pay attention! Failed to light up the shrine! Behind each shrine there are different ‘gods’, and opening the shrine at will may directly kill you!”

At the same time as the system prompt appeared in his mind, Han Fei also watched to the things in the shrine.

It was a broken heart. The heart was surrounded by dense small blood vessels. Those blood vessels were connected to the roots of flowers, constantly extracting nightmares from the souls of countless children.

The heart stinks so strongly that it seems to have been dead for a long time, but it still hasn’t stopped beating.

“Is it the source of all the death intent in the entire Dead Building?”

Da Xie was very excited. The more excited he was, the closer Han Fei was to death. This was one of his talents.

“Chop it directly?”

Holding the butcher’s knife, Han Fei stared at the broken heart in the shrine, as if he had returned to the factory of flesh and blood.

After the successful creation of the butcher’s knife, it was the spider’s evil heart that was used to sacrifice the knife. Now what he wants to chop is a heart that is closely related to butterflies.

Maybe it was the spider’s plan to smash the evil heart of the spider at the beginning. It seems that only in this way can the rebirth knife appear.

Without hesitation, Han Fei recalled everything he had experienced in the Dead Building, the crimes that Butterfly had committed, and all the pain and despair experienced by the victims.

Holding the butcher’s knife in both hands and slowly raising it, he wants to maximize the characteristics of the butcher’s knife in his rebirth!

Figures appeared behind Han Fei, and they held the handle of the knife together with Han Fei.

The dazzling blade appeared in an instant, and the most dazzling character among beauty, hope, and humanity was held in Han Fei’s hand, and then everyone slashed down together!

The blood flower withered, and the rhizome-like blood vessels were torn off. Han Fei’s butcher knife split open the shrine and fell on the rotten heart!

A knife that had never been seen in the deep world pierced into that heart. Almost in an instant, Han Fei felt that a pair of eyes opened in the shrine. He didn’t even see what it was, and his body had already flown far away.

The hands holding the knife of rebirth were full of blood, and the chest, cheeks and lower abdomen facing the shrine were bloody.

The Rebirth Knife did cut into the heart and shattered the black scab, but the things in the shrine responded too quickly.

The arm lost consciousness, turned his head to look, Han Fei found that the blood lines on his body had disappeared, and the big evil seemed to leave his body.

Looking at the shrine, the big sinner, who was several times smaller than before, was lying on the broken heart at this time. It followed the fresh wound cut out by Han Fei and began to bite the heart enshrined in the shrine!

The blood vessels connecting with the blood flower roots and stems all around began to tremble, and the soul of the child hanging on the giant wall of the cocoon shook and struggled, as if someone who was having a nightmare was about to wake up.

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vibrations continued to spread outward, and the black mist slapped the cocoon fragments like a tsunami.

“That broken heart definitely doesn’t belong to the current manager of the dead building. Who does this thing belong to?”

Han Fei’s health was almost empty, and the Midnight Butcher’s professional talent was triggered. He didn’t hesitate for even half a second. Fall back faster, but it’s too late.

There was a big turmoil at the bottom of the entire nightmare, and there was a problem with the foundation that had been supporting the dead building!

The small shrine was integrated with the entire cocoon, and the ocean of blood flowers rolled inward. When Han Fei was about to be crushed to pieces, a giant red shadow enveloped him.

Han Fei looked to the side with lingering fears. The eyes of Zhuang Wen, the ghost who jumped from the building, were burning with black fire of hatred. The raging fire was burning the soul of a little girl.

The girl seemed to represent the only rationality of the ghost who jumped off the building. When the girl couldn’t bear the fire of hatred, that was when Zhuang Wen lost control again.

“Escape up! The road is up!” Han Fei shouted loudly, but Zhuang Wen had no intention of leaving at all.

The woman with the black fire of hatred burning in her eyes seemed to have finally found something to vent her hatred, and under such circumstances began to attack the shrine.

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