The Easter Egg Game

03: 17.

As the earth shook more and more frequently, Lin Jue finally woke up from the black and white world.

He is still chaotic and unconscious. Although the world is still the same, his brain seems to have been soaked in alcohol, making his perception absurd and dull. Even the sound of the withered leaves of the windowsill plants being blown by the breeze, It will arouse the manic killing intent in his heart.

For half an hour, he took Song Hanzhang's hand and whispered in a low voice, watching every detail of his face intently, from the lines on his dry lips to every eyelash, he even wanted to kiss him who was losing temperature of the skin.

The world is colorless, the world is buzzing, and the strange black-red blood is flowing on the ground, like a river, flowing slowly past them.The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, the sound of running water, chuckling, playfulness, and screams from time to time, these sounds kept echoing in his mind.

More and more, getting closer, those voices gradually ceased to be voices in his head, but actually sounded around him.His ears can already determine the direction of these illusory sounds, but when he catches them with his eyes, there is only a black and white dead world in his right eye.

These auditory hallucinations troubled him too much.

He's going to change places, it's too noisy here.

Lin Jue carefully carried Song Hanzhang on his back, and left the crumbling building with difficulty.

The world in front of him has become weirder than ever before, and this alienated building is more terrifying than ever in Lin Jue's eyes—although at this moment his perception of horror has no effect on him at all— — On the wall that has been infected by rust and blood, the reddish-brown liquid is continuously flowing down, merging into a shallow river of blood.

Lin Jue carried Song Hanzhang on his back and walked in this long black and red river. The hideous faces of countless players appeared in the river before they died, like drowned water ghosts. Step on them one by one.

Walking out of the dormitory building, the sky is covered with burning red, and the ground cracks are about to engulf the entire south dormitory area, and this place will soon become a paradise of magma.

Lin Jue walked towards the east, crossed the southern square, and walked towards the greenhouse botanical garden.

He didn't feel tired, and he didn't feel that the road was too long. He carried the weight of another person and walked alone in the crumbling world until he reached the other shore.

Lin Jue, who walked into the greenhouse botanical garden, put Song Hanzhang down.

It is very quiet and safe here, and it is far away from the ever-expanding lava field. He can't always take Song Hanzhang with him, so he chooses to temporarily place him here.

The moonlight poured into the greenhouse through the glass dome. This place, which was originally full of lush plants, has become a paradise of withered grass. Song Hanzhang sleeps peacefully in the withered grass.

Lin Jue stood by the side for a long, long time, and thought about it for a long, long time.

He knew that he didn't have much time to delay any longer. The corpses of Shan, Gu Fengyi, and Liu Qingqing all exceeded the 5-minute sacrifice limit. He had to find the only three people left in 2022 and use their corpses to complete the sacrifice.He is no longer afraid of fighting. The belief in resurrecting Song Hanzhang has given him endless courage and perseverance. Even if he is asked to kill Lu Yan now, he dares to do it.

But saying goodbye was such a difficult thing that he couldn't turn around and leave.

He still didn't want to understand, many things.

Who is the person who killed Song Hanzhang?If it is a person from 2022, why is there no notch transfer, but if it is not a person from 2022, would it be a monster?It was undoubtedly a sharp weapon that caused this wound, and it was an accurate one-shot kill.

Using the most straightforward attack to minimize the pain of death seems to be arranged.Such a thought flashed through Lin Juekong's mind, but it was too fast, it was like lightning in the night sky, and disappeared in the rain clouds in a hurry.

The phylactery on Song Hanzhang's body also disappeared, and the phylactery that bound Lin Jue disappeared.He could only assume that the people from 2022 used monsters to kill Song Hanzhang, and then searched for his phylactery, as well as Song Hanzhang's weapon—the dagger that Lin Jue took out from the wishing pool and gave to Song Hanzhang.

why?It was just an ordinary dagger, why did you take it away?

Countless questions rolled in his mind, but he was disturbed by the auditory hallucinations that were getting closer.

Lin Jue had a splitting headache, these hallucinations tormented him on the verge of collapse, and he even began to hear Song Hanzhang's voice, repeating every sentence he said in memory.

03:33, really gotta go.

Lin Jue stared at Song Hanzhang's lifeless face again.

The moonlight is quiet and gentle, illuminating this world that is about to become hell, and it also illuminates the people who are about to become ghosts.

Lin Jue leaned down, and finally left a kiss on Song Hanzhang's forehead which was gradually cooling down.

"It's late, let's sleep for a while, I'll be back soon."

He spoke very calmly, as if the crying and collapse not long ago was completely an illusion, they were only separated here for a short time, and they will meet again soon.

But as he turned and left, the surrounding world began to become dignified and dark, and that viscous feeling appeared again. Lin Jue raised his head, and the distant moonlight was swallowed by the thick black air. The black jelly was more solid than before before the illusion came.

It was just like that time when Song Hanzhang deliberately hypnotized himself to arouse negative emotions in his heart.

That "accident" was really too dangerous, and it was too scary to dig into the shadows deep in my heart... The illusion of that time was no longer constructed by ordinary memories, but a highly distorted mutant world, everywhere The scene where reality and illusion are intertwined, and even the surrounding environment is divorced from reality, grotesque.It is clear that in front of me is a classroom covered with flesh and blood. Rows of monsters with strange shapes are sitting at the desks. Come to them.

These monsters are not powerful, and there is no nick after killing them, but the number is desperate.

At that time, the two of them fought until they were exhausted before they found the real monster in the illusion. After another hard fight, it was Song Hanzhang who finally found the monster's weakness, and they managed to break free from the terrifying illusion.

After the experiment that almost caused an "accident", Song Hanzhang never tried to hypnotize himself again.

But even that time, the black viscous feeling around it was never so strong.

With a quiver on his back, Lin Jue held Gu Fengyi's hand crossbow in one hand and a spear in the other, letting the darkness swallow him up.

The wild grass disappeared, the moonlight disappeared, and what remained unchanged was the smell of blood surging from the tip of the nose, and the sound of music suddenly sounding in the ear, relaxed and cheerful, this place was like the dance venue where the three teams gathered at midnight.

Is it an auditory hallucination again?Lin Jue frowned, but when he opened his eyes, there was really the dance hall in front of him!

No, not quite.

The corpses that had been chasing after them had fallen, like dolls whose strings had been cut, falling into a boundless pool of scarlet.And in the sky that was once shrouded in strange mist, there is a huge phantom floating, like the shadow cast by an unbelievably large fish, slowly swimming through the universe, it is indescribably huge and terrifying.

The wishing fountain in the center of the venue had already turned into a pool of blood, gurgling out blood, one after another blood-smeared monsters crawled out of the pool, and fell heavily on the ground, where blood had already accumulated , They used both hands and feet, climbed over the dead body blocking the way, and crawled straight towards him.

too slow.Lin Jue frowned impatiently, almost going to meet him, but suddenly heard Song Hanzhang's voice from behind: "Don't go."

Lin Jue turned his head suddenly, and Song Hanzhang's body was behind him, following him into this illusion!

The blood in the wishing pool is still spreading, and sooner or later it will cover the soles of his feet, swallowing Song Hanzhang who is sleeping peacefully.

Lin Jue finally had a sense of urgency, he had to deal with these monsters quickly, before Song Hanzhang's clothes could be stained with blood.

The monster crawling out of the wishing pool was getting closer and closer, Lin Jue strangely raised his hand crossbow and aimed at the monster—it was so slow in his vision that it was effortless to aim at it, but the moment he pulled the trigger However, the crossbow arrow did not hit the monster as accurately as he expected. The recoil force at the moment of shooting was out of control, causing the crossbow arrow to completely deviate from the intended trajectory, and the arrow shot into the air.

It's not good if you haven't practiced before. Let's practice after leaving here.Lin Jue simply dropped his hand crossbow and used his usual long spear to deal with the enemy.

The monsters were crawling in the pool of blood, getting closer and closer. When the fastest one rushed within three meters of Lin Jue, its movements changed, it was no longer crawling hastily, it stopped, as if The charge before attacking is average.

left?right?high?speed?

Lin Jue's remaining good eyesight did not miss any detail.

Press down on the hind limbs, lean forward with power accumulation, and tilt the body-to the left!

At the moment when the bloody monster jumped up and killed it, within a tenth of a second, the world in Lin Jue's eyes was sluggish, and the fierce killing of the monster looked like an old stuck in his eyes. The videotape flashed before my eyes frame by frame.

The monster jumped up screaming, and rushed towards the blind spot on Lin Jue's left, but the spear was faster than it. The cold spear looked like it was ready to stand there, and it stabbed out with a single shot, hitting it instantly!The huge impact caused the monster to be pierced.Lin Jue flicked the gun with both hands, and threw its corpse out, and hit the monster crawling here head-on. The two collided monsters slid in the pool of blood, splashing blood waves half a person's height.

The second, third, fourth... More monsters rushed towards him, impatiently trying to tear open his flesh, suck his blood dry, and devour every inch of his bones and flesh.

This chaos lasted for a while, and the fountain that kept crawling out of monsters was finally tired, but Lin Jue couldn't receive the protest signal from his body, and he would fight tirelessly like a fighting machine until it was completely destroyed .

There were corpses all over the ground, as well as sticky and smelly blood. Lin Jue held his spear, watching the bloody sky and remained silent for a long time.

It was still very noisy, and there were still vague hallucinations. It was impossible to distinguish between illusion and reality with the eyes alone. Maybe it was a side effect of the painkiller injection, or maybe it was really a mental problem. The world in front of Lin Jue was strangely distorted.During the battle just now, he heard Song Hanzhang’s voice several times, and saw many dead players. He relied entirely on his intuition to distinguish between illusion and reality, but this intuition was only unexpectedly sensitive during the battle. After finishing the fight, he returned to being haunted by numerous voices and hallucinations.

Lin Jue turned around, looked at Song Hanzhang's body, and felt a stabbing pain in his intact right eye.

Beside the corpse, another Lin Jue stroked Song Hanzhang's cheek and whispered to him.

The ever-spreading pool of blood stopped beside them, as if there was an invisible barrier separating them from the bloody illusion.

It's good that Song Hanzhang's clothes are not stained, but the guy next to him is too annoying.

Lin Jue held a gun and walked towards them stepping on the pool of blood that had accumulated to his ankles.

The other one raised his face. His face was intact and clean, without blood stains all over his face, and there was no wound that ran through half of his face.

Lin Jue looked at him, and he also looked at Lin Jue. They were separated by an invisible barrier, blocking the pool of blood.

Just like a magic mirror, one side reflects the pure white and flawless past, and the other side reflects the bloody present.

The other had a defiant smile on his face and said silently: He's mine.