I was Born in Hell

dominate.

Bitter hallway, nightmare space.

The evil purple eyes in the sky watched everything in the space.

Gu Fan is the master of this nightmare space, and he controls everything like a "monster".

Fear, despair, shudder ...

Gu Fan could feel the slightest negative emotion.

"I can feel the horror spreading a little bit, and pain and struggle are intertwined."

"That is delicious spiritual power, but it can become my spiritual food, and strengthen the ability of the beast's suffering hallway."

People's negative emotions will eventually be drawn into the huge vortex in the sky and absorbed by the dark purple evil eyes.

Death again and again.

Repeatedly fell to the ground by the carrion monster.

In the space of nightmares, those dead people no longer know how many times they have died.

They could clearly feel that the monster fell on itself, tore the body with its sharp claws, and took out the pain and despair of its internal organs.

"Uh uh uh!!"

The creeping granulation on the Carrion Monster continued to grow, turning into thin tentacles, crawling into the body and crawling, draining flesh and blood tissue like sucking jelly.

"do not come!!"

"Ahhhhh, don't come over !!"

Deadpool 46 finally couldn't bear such torture and dragged the lead to burst his explosives.

The fire was soaring into the sky, and the layers of fire covered the monsters, the smell of smelt covered the mouth and nose, and hundreds of carrion died.

But this makes no sense.

The monster carrion quickly filled the gap and continued to growl and rushed towards the crowd.

"Don't be afraid!"

"Do not be afraid!!"

"Aim at their heads and keep an eye on the surroundings."

Le Yanqi kept pointing out the mistakes, glanced at the deceased No. 13 deceased man, and sighed: "In close combat, your fists and daggers are more useful than firearms."

The dead men formed a circle.

After more than 10 deaths, guns and weapons were almost familiar.

Human beings are on the verge of danger and death, and they can best inspire the body's potential. In order not to be eaten by those carrion again, we must make changes and become stronger in battle.

"I can not stand it any more!!"

"I don't want to die anymore, I don't want to be tortured anymore, ah ah ah !!!"

The dead man No.39 held a machine gun, and the monsters in front of him were swept away, but his tense spirit was broken at this moment.

He didn't want to continue fighting.

He didn't want to continue suffering.

He didn't want to die again and again, and faced those terrifying monsters again and again.

In the end, the 39th dead man dropped the machine gun in his hand and ran into the fog in tears, followed by the harsh sound of flesh friction.

It seems that another one is crazy.

Dead men, one after the other collapsed.

Although they are determined to look back to death, who can remain calm when facing real terror? ?

"Think about it, your loved ones."

"Think about it, your lover."

"If you fall here and cannot support them, maybe they will die."

Above the sky, the mighty energy is splashing like light, and the evil pupils penetrate into the deepest part of consciousness.

Dead men, the deepest softness in my heart was touched.

The flames covered the human city, the gate of the base had been knocked open by a high-level alien, and countless monsters roared and rushed into the door.

Girl No. 01, she saw her parents thrown down by monsters, filled with filthy dark claws, cut off the parents' necks and shred their internal organs.

Father No. 02, he saw his lovely daughter, slumped on the ground, scared to move, a huge sole was run over, and it was trampled into flesh.

Husband No. 03, he saw his wife lifted by one hand with a different kind of blood, the huge **** mouth fell slowly, and a bite swallowed half of his head.

Do not.

No no no no……

The softest part of people's hearts is actually their motivation to become strong.

The belief in my heart cannot collapse. For the most important people, even if they die 100 times, 1,000 times, and 10,000 times, they must be sustained.

roar.

They picked up their weapons again and continued to fight the carrion with red eyes.

The number of people keeps decreasing, but the people who stay are getting stronger and stronger, resisting the attacks of monsters again and again.

Le Qiqi nodded repeatedly on one side.

Those who can persist until the end are amazing.

She sent a signal to the purple phantom in the sky, and the monsters in front of the deceased disappeared.

They flutter like petals, and finally break into a large powder mist, disappearing in the hazy mist.

Is it over ...

The deceased fell to their knees on the ground, weakly.

Has this test training finally ended?

"Well, my basic training is complete."

Le Yanqi stretched a lazy waist and looked a little tired. While doing the demonstration movements, while correcting the movements of all the dead men, she was really tired.

but……

The boss must be more tired.

He simulated the entire battlefield, penetrated into everyone's mind, and controlled everything, it was simply a godly means.

"Ahem."

Le Qiqi cleared her throat and continued: "You have already mastered the fighting methods and the use of weapons, and then let Instructor Wu Ze train you."

what?

The next training?

The deceased looked desperate ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ watching another person coming out of the mist.

Wu Ze! !!

He was the second instructor responsible for teaching the dead to fight.

"I am instructor Wu Ze."

"You just did a good job, but in terms of combat level, it's a shit."

Wu Ze was cautious and serious, and his words were unceremonious: "With weapons, he unleashed bullets arbitrarily, and the battle turned into a mess. Some enemies could solve it with one bullet, but hundreds of bullets were wasted and broken into rotten meat."

"Next, I will teach you, teamwork!"

teamwork.

The strength of a person is limited, but a team is completely different.

If we can build a defensive circle, weave a fire blockade, make up for each other's deficiencies, and fill the gap left by that teammate.

The power that people gather together is definitely not as simple as 1 + 1.

Wu Ze began to teach.

He was not as anxious as Le Yanqi, but explained in detail how to cooperate, how to allocate resources reasonably, and fill vacancies ...

After explaining for about half an hour, Wu Ze clapped his hands: "Okay, you can't remember too much to talk about, and then feel it yourself."

Feel yourself.

The tide of carrion monsters is here again! !!

The dead men's expressions became desperate. It seems that their torture and hellish training have just begun.

one day.

Two days.

Three days.

…………

In nightmares, the flow of time is completely different from outside reality.

Gu Fan controlled all of this, and fully maintained the [Sorrowful Corridor] for a whole week. By the end, consciousness had begun to be a little fuzzy.

"It's almost the limit."

"Kill them again and return to the real world."