MTL - Top Horror Novelist-Chapter 157 (1)

Death is singing.

The entire box was shaking violently, as if a monster was howling.

Ma Yuze's excessive speed left an afterimage in the air, and when he broke through the air, he made a sharp explosion sound, and his long, bright red nails pointed straight at the pool of blood in the center of the box.

At the moment she approached, the quiet pool of blood that had not reacted suddenly turned into waves.

Xuelang avoided Ma Yuze, and rushed straight to Chi Yiyin who was standing still not far away.

Ma Yuze's pupils constricted, and he immediately turned around and wanted to rush back to block Chi Yiyin.

Li Sijun also reacted quickly, wanting to protect Chi Yiyin in his arms.

But as soon as he raised his arm, there was an obvious pause, and he froze in mid-air, as if he was blocked by something.

And his handsome face also showed sharp anger, and the golden brown eyes were flowing like gold, and the eyes were sharp.

The "protocol" worked.

Chi Yiyin didn't miss Li Sijun's abnormality, he understood it and smiled slightly.

It seems that the danger of this thing has far exceeded the player's authority, so Li Sijun is forbidden to intervene.

The wave of blood breaking through the air was close at hand, and the high-speed wind blew away Chi Yiyin's hair, revealing that handsome face clearly, with gentle and calm facial features, even at this moment, still smiling.

It's just that it's definitely not the meekness of submissiveness, but... the determination with a well-thought-out plan.

The monster behind the blood wave seemed to realize something, but the inertia brought by the speed was too late to change. In an instant, it had already rushed to Chi Yiyin, the distance was less than one meter.

In other words - it entered Chi Yiyin's hunting range.

The fire suddenly ignited out of thin air, instantly devouring the rushing blood wave.

Xuelang seemed to have a sense of self, and finally realized that this was a trap set by Chi Yiyin using himself as the bait, so he roared and wanted to break free.

However, this is no ordinary flame.

In the bright firelight, the blood wave reveals a figure.

It seems that the bodies of countless people are struggling in the fire, and the swaying figures are in pain. It seems that countless people are really burned by the flames, which is shocking.

But Chi Yiyin was unmoved by this, he just looked at all this with a smile, and when he lowered his eyes slightly, a corner of the skirt swung away from behind him.

Chi Wanwan poked her head from behind him and looked over curiously.

But another girl's figure quickly dragged her back and protected her behind her, preventing her from continuing to look directly at the tragic scene in the fire.

The scorched blood soon revealed its original appearance.

The flames dissipated, and a figure fell to the ground in front of Chi Yiyin.

And the blood that was originally overflowing in the box had disappeared, not even a drop of blood was left.

It seems that the monster hiding behind is the person who is now lying at Chi Yiyin's feet.

But Chi Yiyin saw that the man's limbs did not match his body, his hands and feet were of different lengths, and even the different parts of one arm were inconsistent.

Some places are thick as if they have been doing hard work all year round, some places are as thin as hemp sticks, some places are rough and dark, and some places are white and tender.

Even the fingers are the same, the ten fingers are completely inconsistent.

It's like, using different people's body parts, piece by piece.

This seemingly complete body is clearly covered with patches, like a piece of cloth sewn randomly.

Chi Yiyin sneered, and kicked the person lying on his back.

"How long are you going to lie on the ground? You obviously provoked the attack first, but if you fail with one blow, are you rolling around like a three-year-old kid?"

He said leisurely: "I didn't expect that the game field has such a rascal style."

The man was silent for a while, and then slowly got up from the ground.

Ma Yuze stood next to the man with serious eyes, vigilantly guarding against the man's violent aggression.

She just succeeded in forcing this thing out according to Chi Yiyin's plan, but she failed to guard against its attack on Chi Yiyin. This time, she won't give it another chance.

But when the man showed his face and was seen clearly by Chi Yiyin, he was a little surprised.

Even though he was prepared, he still frowned because of that weird face.

It was indeed a human face.

It's just... that's not a face.

Like its body, its face is also made up of the faces of many people. The completely inconsistent nose, eyebrows and eyes were cut from different people and then put together abruptly on one face, with no coordination at all.

Just looking at it makes people feel uncomfortable, and I want to stay away from such a weird face as much as possible.

Seemingly realizing Chi Yiyin's dislike for this face, the monster slowly grinned, his voice hoarse and unpleasant.

"Survivors... refugees from the world that is about to be destroyed, want to find your place in the new world?"

"How ridiculous."

It asked, "Have you forgotten the deaths you yourself have caused?"

"Don't you think that no one will remember and pursue those deaths?"

Not only was Chi Yiyin not shocked, but she asked with a smile, "So, you are the one responsible for recording all deaths?"

He looked at the monster, and before the other party answered, he was already 90% sure of the conclusion in his heart.

It does.

Those faces of death, if they were stitched together into a person, would indeed become a face like this monster.

Chi Yiyin cast a look at Red Bird calmly, motioning for him to confirm this face.

The red bird immediately understood Chi Yiyin's intention tacitly, nodded slightly, and looked at the monster seriously.

Not to mention that he knows everyone in the game field, but he memorizes the information of those who have some reputation potential, let alone a face.

Although the facial features had been sliced ​​into fine pieces, making it difficult to identify, Red Bird managed to find some familiar faces.

Those are all people who have died in various copies, and even the time span is as long as several years.

The red bird approached Chi Yiyin, and lowered his voice to tell him his conclusion.

Chi Yiyin frowned.

If so, it means that the monsters on the train in the sea of ​​clouds did come from players who have died in the game field for twelve years.

What a huge number that would be, just a little imagination would make people despair in vain.

And the monster also laughed out loud, obviously controlled by Chi Yiyin's power, but it didn't care at all.

"Do you think you can win? Refugees."

It said in a rough and ugly voice: "The sins you have sat down on will naturally be repaid by yourself."

The monster's face was hideously distorted, and the five sense organs and every muscle bundle showed different movements, as if countless people were making expressions on one face at the same time, twisted to be weird and ugly.

"The death you caused has come back for you."

The monster whispered: "All the people you killed to leave in the past have been allowed to take revenge by the new world. As much blood as you have on your hands will be returned to you. A drop of blood is worth a drop of blood."

It sneered and said: "What about you? How many people have you killed? They will turn into ghosts, grab your feet, and drag you to hell."

Chi Yiyin's pupils constricted, but she subconsciously turned to look at Jingcha.

If the monster didn't lie, it meant how many people had been killed before, and how many dangers he had to bear now, an eye for an eye.

Such rules are simply used to deal with A-level players.

Up to now, high-level players have their lives in their hands, both the player's and the NPC's.

Even if they didn't do it themselves, they would die because of them.

In a game field where dangers abound, bumping into each other, and stepping on each other's corpses, no one will keep "clean" from beginning to end.

Kindness in reality will not work in the game field, it will only invite death.

When the environment changes, a "good person" will also turn bad. In order to adapt to the environment and survive, he will do things that he never even dared to think about.

People who dare not kill a chicken in reality may also pick up a butcher's knife in order to survive in the game field.

For Chi Yiyin, this is not a very dangerous rule. After all, he has only entered the game field for a few months, and the number of deaths caused is limited.

But Beijing Tea...

Jingcha, which is famous for its force, has truly caused countless deaths.

Once those dead come back, the most dangerous thing now is Jingcha, who was originally the most powerful.

Jingcha felt his hair back when Chi Yiyin saw it, and he took two steps back unconsciously.

"Why, what's the matter?"

The red bird frowned because of Chi Yiyin's attitude, then panicked, and realized Chi Yiyin's worry, turned to look at the monster, but lowered his voice and asked Jingcha: "Ancestor, how sure are you? Got that thing?"

Jingcha realized something from the attitudes of these two people, and slowly became serious, frowning at the monster.

Standing in the center of the box, the monster spliced ​​by countless individual bodies smiled happily, not paying any attention to Ma Yuze's threats behind him.

"You are not qualified to enter the new world at all."

It grinned, opened one by one and said, "Go to hell—!"

Before he finished speaking, the monster was like melting asphalt, quickly melted and collapsed, turning into a puddle of mud on the spot, its facial features and body fell to the ground, and those spliced ​​parts crackled and fell off. On the ground, the eyeballs rolled wildly.

But this time, Chi Yiyin saw clearly what was going on in the wardrobe of the box.

squeak...

After a soft sound of the wooden door, a hand as thin as a chicken's claw stretched out from the closet. Before Chi Yiyin could see it clearly, he quickly held the rolling eyeball in the palm of his hand, and quickly retracted it.

Except for the slightly trembling wardrobe door, nothing seemed to happen.

But the mess left by the monster suddenly changed.

The whole ground began to spin along with the muddy flesh, like a huge vortex, sucking everything in the box.

Chi Yiyin's foot slipped, and a sense of weightlessness came, and his vision followed.

And Jingcha also pulled back the red bird that was thrown out with quick eyes and hands, and dragged him again, but there was no place to stay, and followed the vortex to slide deeper.

Pairs of blue and white cold hands stretched out from the deepest part, desperately trying to grab the legs and feet of several people. Countless dead souls wailed in the abyss, as if there was **** below.

The souls that have been tortured there already hate all the people who killed them and indirectly killed them, and are jealous of the living people who are still alive, and want to drag them into the **** of their own suffering,

Together with them, enjoy this boundless pain.

But the vortex narrowly avoided Li Sijun, didn't affect him at all, just slipped past him.

The entire box was swept in, except for Li Sijun.

Even when Li Sijun actively wanted to reach out to Chi Yiyin, he was blocked by an invisible barrier.

Chi Yiyin looked up and saw Li Sijun standing on the shore, while all of them were sliding into the abyss.

he laughed.

Chi Yiyin slowly mouthed, and silently but firmly said to Li Sijun: I, believe, you.

Li Sijun's pupils tightened.

The next moment, several people, including Chi Yiyin, were all engulfed by the deeper darkness.

The whole box instantly returned to normal.

Whether it's a vortex, an abyss, or a pair of outstretched arms...all disappeared.

It's as if nothing happened here.

The sun shines in from the bright car windows, and the luxuriously decorated box is peaceful and luxurious. The crystal bottles and flower arrangements are shining brightly and shining in the sunlight.

The dew on the petals slowly slid down and hit the wooden table.

"Snapped!"

Li Sijun's brows and eyes darkened instantly.

"World Consciousness!"

He gritted his teeth, no longer trying to hide his rage.

The heavy coercion swept out from his body, sweeping the entire space, swallowing all the light, and in the blink of an eye, this place became a barren and boundless void.

But Li Sijun's expression was cold, and the light in his golden brown eyes was like the sun, too dazzling to look directly at.

"Are you blocking me now? World awareness?"

Li Sijun's brows and eyes were as sharp as knives, and every word he uttered made the opponent feel like a heavy mountain of coercion, which made him feel even more angry.

and pain.

"When the believers need the gods the most, they keep the gods out. This is what you call fairness? World awareness."

"if so."

Li Sijun raised his head, and the **** looked down coldly: "Then there is no need for the agreement to continue."

"Including you, world consciousness. As long as the world is destroyed and all human beings die, you will naturally disappear too."

While he was speaking, the power quickly spread further away, the entire void was shrouded under his power, and an overwhelmed trembling sound came from the distant depths.

In the void, an illusory figure finally slowly emerged.

It was a translucent figure, vaguely outlines the appearance of a woman, like a mother's soft and loving eyebrows and eyes, anyone who sees her will feel good about her, as if returning to the embrace of the mother who made her feel at ease in the first place.

"God."

She called Chi Yiyin softly, her voice was so soft, like a spring breeze.

"What are you angry about? This is the authority stated in the agreement between me and you."

"Leave the fate of the world to people to decide for themselves. Whether it is destruction or rebirth, no matter what the ending is, it is the choice of people themselves. They will also, for their own fate in the next billions of years, countless lives, Make important choices."

"It will also be up to them themselves to bear the consequences and weight of their choices."

The translucent, ethereal figure slowly raised its head, looking at Li Sijun from the void.

There was no focus in those gentle eyes, they were empty and full of divinity, as if they were similar to gods.

The world once faced destruction.

The sins accumulated by human beings for thousands of years far exceeded the weight that their souls could carry, like a camel that was overwhelmed and finally collapsed to the ground.

There was a moment when the world was about to slide to the end of a collapse, falling into the abyss and turning into nothingness.

All life will die and all history will be erased.

There is no proof that humans ever existed here, not a single one will remain.

But the **** stood high on the temple, but watched it coldly, and refused to rescue him.

The gods created the world and gave humans an oasis to live in, a land with abundant water and grass, so that they could multiply and pass on from generation to generation.

Human beings were so grateful for the gifts of the gods, and thanked the prophets sent by God to lead them out of bondage, through deserts and oceans, and finally settled on the land where the ears of corn were heavy.

However, when the first generation witnessed the miracles of the prophets, and the people who experienced suffering and hunger died, their descendants forgot the past pain and prayed to the gods.

They forgot what it was like to be hungry, and wiped the filth with the ears of corn, without heeding to throw the grain on the ground, trampling it with their shoes as if it were nothing but dust.

They completely forgot how their ancestors begged the slave owners so hard that they could get a small piece of dry and hard wheat cake, and they didn't know how their ancestors prayed devoutly and moved the gods to get the present rich harvest.

Therefore, God took back the food and asked people to exchange it with labor. Because it was not easy to come by, they cherished it.

For the next eight thousand years, the legend of the **** gradually faded, but more and more buildings were built in the name of the god.

Under the gilded statues of gods, buried dead bodies.

It is gold stained with blood, the cry of souls that will not rest.

The gods have seen all the suffering and tired of seeing the sins of human beings, so when the world is about to be destroyed by human beings themselves, He chooses to turn a blind eye.

However, in the subconscious survival instinct of human beings, a subconscious common assembly of hundreds of billions of lives was born in eight thousand years.

That is - world awareness.

Since she was born, she has only one mission, that is, to ensure that human beings can survive.

Even if it was the other way around, it would not hesitate to kill the gods who created human beings.

In the void where no one knows, the battle is almost destroyed.

Even reality is being affected, floods are raging, the earth is trembling, glaciers are falling, species are dying.

The world is going to end.

If it is not in the sins of human beings themselves, it will also be broken under the collision of too strong forces.

The world consciousness, which was supposed to save mankind, will become the culprit of destroying the world instead.

In desperation, the world consciousness had no choice but to try to make peace and propose a new way to the gods.

——The world consciousness and the gods each take a step back, no one will interfere in the future of the world, and the power of choice will be handed over to human beings themselves.

And so the "agreement" was born.

It jointly restrains the gods and the world consciousness, so that neither side can make any impact on the common arena—the carnival game field beyond the peak of human power.

Once any party crosses the boundary, the "agreement" will be triggered, and the forces drawn from the two sides when they first reached the agreement will be jointly restrained and must not cross the boundary.

"God, once you and I made that decision."

The world consciousness smiled softly, and his figure loomed in the void: "Now, it's just that the agreement is triggered according to the agreement. Why are you angry?"

Li Sijun sneered.

He walked slowly towards world consciousness.

Every time he takes a step, the heavily falling footsteps will cause the void to collapse, and the power will quickly engulf the entire void and gradually destroy it.

Waiting for death is more terrifying than death itself.

And seeing the void destroyed, the world consciousness began to fluctuate.

This is a collection of subconscious minds of hundreds of billions of lives, a huge glacier covered under the sea.

Any collapse and damage is an irreversible loss to the world consciousness.

The unique database of the emergency management system also comes from this.

Li Sijun...he is destroying the origin of world consciousness.

So easy.

—in the fury with which he was separated from his believers.

"You seem to have made a mistake."

Li Sijun's voice was cold, echoing in the void with an unreal hollowness, as if it came from a distant place.

"You took my tolerance for you as my powerlessness, and thought that the original agreement with you was because I couldn't kill you."

He slowly lowered his thick and slender eyelashes, looking down at the world consciousness.

"It's my last hope for the world that gave you such an illusion that you now have the courage to point the knife at my believers."

"My only...little believer."

There used to be countless lives that appeared and died on this land. The gods watched them and protected them, and they would only do one thing from birth to death.

That is to ask the gods.

Using meager sacrifices in exchange for huge benefits, endless greed, fame, status, wealth, heirs, power...

From a grain of rice to a huge country in the end.

But they have forgotten that when they were about to starve to death, they just begged the gods to give them a meal.

The gods are tired of excessive demands and hate the inferiority of human beings.

However, His little believers walked through the huge and dangerous playground, walking towards Him so resolutely.

At that moment, God sensed his own heartbeat.

Believers give life to the gods.

So the **** swore that even in the new world, He would only protect believers.

—the only one who gives rather than asks for a god.

"I know what you want to do."

Li Sijun looked directly at the consciousness of the world, and in her slowly widening eyes, he only uttered two syllables lightly.

"Killing God."

Whether it's trying to shake Yinyin, or Chi Yan's deal help, what the world consciousness wants has always been a puppet and well-behaved god.

Since the original gods had their own thoughts, which might destroy the world and even the world consciousness, why not re-establish the gods?

Wouldn't it be better to change to a new **** who wouldn't resist, let alone endanger the consciousness of the world?

Li Sijun could see clearly that when he was in Tangjia City, the world consciousness was trying to make Yinyin fall to the camp of the world consciousness for this purpose.

She promised Chi Yiyin all help, and supported Chi Yiyin to become a new god—the only one who has not been destroyed by the gods and has the most perfect soul, destined to be the best puppet.

The world consciousness thinks so.

Li Sijun knew.

But he didn't say anything, just watched Chi Yiyin quietly, waiting for the choice he made.

If he is a believer, the final choice is to fall into the consciousness of the world, become a godslayer, and want to step on his corpse to become a new god.

Then he would kill Chi Yiyin with his own hands.

Then destroy the entire world including the game field, and fall into a deep sleep with the dead believers amidst the bells of destruction.

Li Sijun has made all the preparations.

However, Chi Yiyin did not even hesitate, and rejected the world consciousness.

At that moment, Li Sijun felt that he regained his warmth and hopes for the future.

Perhaps, it is not bad for the world to continue to exist, after all, that is where his voice exists.

"However, I will not tolerate you getting close to my followers again."

Li Sijun swung his bony palm, and the whole void made a loud shattering sound, half of it collapsed in an instant.

The emergency system was sounding frantically and piercingly, and the red lights were constantly flashing.

The new system, Xiaoyunhai, was quiet. After being hijacked by Chi Yan, he disconnected from the "agreement".

And the world consciousness finally realized in front of such a furious Li Sijun that every time before... Li Sijun always restrained his power.

The **** who created everything has pity for his own creation after all, and he did not let the beautiful but fragile porcelain like porcelain be destroyed under his own power.

But the consciousness of the world isolated Chi Yiyin from Li Sijun, allowing him to watch the believers in danger, or completely angered the gods, making him no longer care whether the world is still intact.

The void formed by the subconscious is collapsing, and the tragic warning made the world consciousness finally recognize the truth.

"You want a playground? I can tolerate you."

"However, if Chi Yiyin is injured in any way."

Li Sijun pointed to the world consciousness: "You will see how the world and life are going to perish."

—The scriptures say that the God who created the world is omniscient and omnipotent, has no desire and no love, and protects his people compassionately.

But people don't know that in the hearts of gods, there is no love.

When his believers walk through the crowd, shining like morning stars, and walking towards him, his heart already has a master.

There is only one person who will be blessed by the gods.

Its name is Chi Yiyin.

…

Chi Yiyin's last memory is the last glance he had with Li Sijun.

When he finally regained consciousness slowly, before he opened his eyes, all he heard was rustling sounds from beside him.

It looked like someone was squatting beside him, chewing on something.

Crackling, crunching... like sharp teeth chewing on a bone stick, the hard bones shattered and fell down, covering Chi Yiyin's body.

Chi Yiyin, who was a bit of a clean freak, couldn't help but frowned.

And when he tried to open his eyes and adapt to the darkness in front of him, the previous memories flooded into his mind again.

It is about what happened after parting with Li Sijun.

Countless hands stretched out, dragging Chi Yiyin, Hongniao and others to hell.

As soon as he lowered his head, he could see the rushing sea of ​​blood below. Countless souls were sinking and floating in it, and the corpses had already rotted away. Only a pair of empty eyes remained, looking up, longing to leave.

But Jingcha, who was supposed to protect Chi Yiyin and Hongniao, was at a loss at this time, and couldn't spare a hand to protect them.

A pair of hands stretched out from the darkness in all directions, tightly grabbing Jing Cha's hands and feet, trying to push him into the sea of ​​blood.

The black rabbits came out of Jingcha's pocket continuously, and turned into giant skeleton rabbits as soon as they landed under the master's will, trying to tear up the ghosts besieging Jingcha and rescue him from them.

But those rabbits couldn't touch the arm holding Jingcha at all.

The paws they swung just passed through the arms, and they flew into the air, no matter how strong the force was, it seemed to hit the cotton.

Not only that, Hongniao, who was originally carried by Jingcha on his shoulders, also tried to protect him, wanting to wave his outstretched hand away.

But Red Bird's hand passed through those arms as if through the air.

It was as if those souls hated Jingcha, and only Jingcha could meet them.

They are nothing but air to anyone or anything else.

Chi Yiyin thought of what the monster of the death complex said before.

Anyone killed will be demanded, an eye for an eye.

Anyone who died because of Jingcha, whether it was direct or indirect, intentional or unintentional, even whether the deceased intended to kill Jingcha or not, no matter what those people's original intentions were, as long as they died because of him, they all died at this moment. Returning from the abyss of death, he demanded his life from Jingcha.

They have to let Jingcha go through all the pain and death they have experienced before, so that they can finally relieve their jealousy.

Chi Yiyin tried to ask Ma Yuze to help him, but ghosts also have levels of suppression. Players who die in danger in the game field are far more difficult to deal with than ghosts who were peaceful in life in reality.

Not to mention that this is the home of those ghosts.

Ma Yuze had no advantage here, and was even injured by those ghosts instead.

Seeing this, Chi Yiyin immediately asked Ma Yuze to leave, not planning to make her suffer unnecessary sacrifices and injuries.

"Sir..." Ma Yuze tried to win.

But Chi Yiyin just smiled and raised her hand, and it landed on her shoulder that was scratched by the ghost.

"Yuze, I wrote you into the book not just to ask you to help me. I want to help you, so that you can break free from the shackles of the mud and breathe freely."

"Don't, get hurt because of it."

His smile was still gentle, as if the ghosts and darkness gathered around him had no effect on him.

Ma Yuze couldn't bear it, but he also knew that Chi Yiyin had his own ideas, and his independent and meticulous thinking prevented him from accepting other people's so-called kindness.

If she persisted, it might disrupt Chi Yiyin's plan.

She could only nod her head, and finally gave Chi Yiyin a worried look, before disappearing into the abyss.

They were falling into the bottomless abyss, and the ghosts grabbed their ankles, accelerating their fall.

"Brother Chi!"

The red bird turned her head anxiously, and looked at Chi Yiyin for help: "Jingcha can't last for too long, there are too many of them! What to do, is there any way..."

"Apologize? Fuck you! I killed you, there is nothing to apologize for!"

Jingcha's roar interrupted Hongniao's train of thought.

The resentful hissing whisper, trying to make Jingcha confess to the ghost that he had chosen to kill himself, was lying on Jingcha's back, his fingers were like blades, and had scratched Jingcha's neck.

Blood flowed down.

But Jingcha didn't flinch in any way, and didn't take the ghost's threat to heart at all, but roared angrily and still refused to give up, trying to throw the ghost out.

When Hongniao saw the rapidly increasing wounds on Jingcha's body, her eyes were red and she clenched her fists tightly.

Even though he himself is haunted by ghosts, and he doesn't even have enough strength to protect himself from thousands of evil spirits, but seeing Jingcha in distress, what worries him most is Jingcha, not himself.

This pair of partners supported each other through life and death together. If they died because of Jingcha, they would also die because of Red Bird.

Just like they never separated on the morning star list, Jingcha gave half of her title to Red Bird, sharing the honor, the crisis...but Jingcha wants to bear it all.

Chi Yiyin calmly watched the two of them trying to save the situation, but he was not affected by such a critical situation, and even his mind was still running non-stop, trying to find a way to leave from the abyss.

He was also injured by the strong wind when he fell, and his arm was aching, and it seemed that he had been bruised and even injured his bones.

But he only grunted at the beginning, and forced himself to endure the pain, pursing his lips tightly without making a sound.

Chi Yiyin can make it very clear that the game field is not a slaughterhouse, and any dungeon will not be a unilateral slaughter.

One of the joys of the game is the attack and temptation of both the enemy and the enemy. Only one advance and one retreat is called a game, otherwise, it is better called a slaughter.

In the past, under the S level, the dungeon used clues and hints to help the player, and it was also an indirect protection for the player.

And now above the S rank...

Chi Yiyin narrowed his eyes, but remembered what Chi Yan had said to him.

The ultimate goal of the playground is to create gods.

It was not designed to allow human players to successfully pass the level and leave the game field. It was first constructed to welcome new gods.

Chi Yiyin didn't know what the new **** was, and he wasn't interested in believing in anything. He poured his own thinking into other people's theories and became their puppet.

He only believes in himself.

However, he is very sure that since it is a creation of gods, at least there must be raw materials, that is, human beings must exist.

What's the point if the playground kills everyone?

Therefore, even in the darkest abyss, there must be a way to leave safely.

Chi Yiyin's brain was running fast, and he retrieved all the memories from the time he entered the new world to the present from the memory palace. Obscure hints from the game field.

The way of salvation lies in any detail that is neglected by people.

Suddenly, Chi Yiyin's body paused and his thoughts froze.

He realized that while the spliced ​​monster in the box appeared, there was another monster.

—The monster hidden in the closet, which he hadn't had time to confirm.

Moreover, the existence in the closet does not seem to be afraid of the spliced ​​monsters. Even when the flesh and five sense organs melted all over the ground, it picked up an eyeball from the ground and hid in the closet to chew with relish.

In the red 9 box, there are similar monsters, hiding in the closet, and like to eat the eyes of the dead.

Since that thing is not afraid of splicing monsters, and even splicing monsters turn a blind eye to it and never provoke it, does that mean that the monster has the power to contend with the abyss of death behind the splicing monsters?

A collection of death, a **** of ghosts... But besides this, there is another existence that everyone subconsciously ignores.

Chi Yiyin hooked her lips, and slowly let go of her frown.

Worth a try, isn't it?

"An eye for an eye, the eye of death is upon you forever."

Chi Yi's voice was low, and he quickly murmured fragments of ancient mythology.

For a moment, in the eye of the storm that was blowing in the abyss, the darkness squirmed for a moment. It seemed that something slowly opened his eyes and looked at Chi Yiyin curiously.

Red Bird heard Chi Yiyin's voice, and he was a little anxious because he didn't know why: "Brother Chi! Don't speak Latin, even Hebrew is useless at this time!"

Chi Yiyin laughed, "How can you be sure?"

"There is no science here, only the world of gods and ghosts. About the myths and stories that have been passed down, whether they are true or false, no one knows whether they are the delusion of the ancients or the truthful records."

"What if there really is such a ghost that likes to treat people's eyes as snacks?"

Chi Yiyin looked at the darkness in front of him, his eyes didn't fall on the spot, and he was still testing the existence of the monster.

"If that's the case, then what's piled up here, isn't it its snack store?"

When he deliberately lowered his voice and softened his voice, no one could resist the allure of the scene he described.

"Why hide in the closet and wait for the occasional snacks, there are so many snacks here, let them be taken."

Chi Yiyin took his time and slowly seduced him.

"Don't you want to try it? Or, are you afraid of your own snacks?"

He said so into the darkness.

The ghosts don't know what's going to happen, Red Bird is also confused, and Jingcha is even more incapable of sprinting left and right.

But in the darkness, there was a certain existence whose mouth was drooling, and his stomach, which was not hungry, also growled.

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