Abyssal Kingdom

Finding cracks is more difficult than you think.

The pollution is too serious, and the devouring is not over yet.

After all, he locked himself with hell, and it was bigger than his system itself, and it was a collection of nightmares in his entire life.

The surrounding scenery turned into an old hall, Qin Wei smelled a familiar smell, it was a club that his father often went to.

Inside are people from their old-school slave owners' families. Qin Wei often goes there, and the place is soaked in an ancient woody fragrance.

Qin Wei felt in a trance, he walked in it like a ghost, with the unique sense of confusion caused by the slave system.

Qin Wei faintly heard Qin Wusheng's voice, talking to another person in the club, talking about domestic slaves.

He was horrified to find himself standing alone on the carpet in the hallway of the club. He clearly held Gui Ling's hand just now, and he still remembered the gentle laughter of that person for a second.

Qin Wei took a breath and told himself that this happened in his mind and system.

He is standing in the building formed by the polluted deep domain system in the depths of the space, and all the substances here are like quicksand, constantly changing.

No matter how close the distance is, consciousness pollution will separate him from his companions, which is normal.

Guiling is beside him at this moment, but he can't see it. After passing through the final distance to the crack, everything will return to its original state.

He can handle it himself.

Qin Wusheng is dead, and his memory has a yellowed texture like an old book.

When Qin Wei walked through the corridors of the club, he was like a ghost in the dark, with no place, sinking into the depths of the crack with the polluted memory.

The conversation at the club was casual, and Qin Wusheng's friend described a series of mature abuse and control of the family's big slave.

The other party said: "...he is very obedient now."

"It's usually like this." Qin Wusheng said.

"Qin Wei killed the son of the Chen family, and you just settled it for him?" the man said.

"It's just an illegitimate child, and it's not an important person."

"But it's not that irrelevant," the other party said, "That kid has been here for so long, so let's deal with it if he doesn't fit. Some people just can't do this job."

"No, I like him like that," said the father.

They were talking in the bathroom, Qin Wei saw his father reflected in the mirror for a moment, with a smile, extremely ferocious, like an evil ghost.

It was genuine excitement, an unreasonable malice about ruining some kind of pleasure.

That smile surprised Qin Wei and took a step back.

He turned his head suddenly, and there was something behind him.

Something badly corrupted, clawed, looming in the darkness like soot.

Qin Wei turned some of them into ashes at a glance, but most of them were still there, silently following behind him, very hungry.

There are too many, it seems that the air itself here is indestructible.

Some of them are just bones wriggling in corners, others are more powerful, wriggling in the shadows.

Qin Wei felt a pain in his ankle, and when he lowered his head, a rotten human body grabbed his foot, which was severely deformed, leaving only wire-like hands and feet, white eyes rolled up, and with a smile, they turned towards him as if consciously.

Qin Wei felt a chill and quickly destroyed it.

But there was chills and pain in the ankle, and an infection occurred.

That state was close to the monster just now, these hungry creatures were eroding into him.

Qin Wei tried to stop and relax, but found that he couldn't do it.

The father's back is always in front, and he follows behind him uncontrollably. This is a scene that has happened countless times in his memory, and it is so powerful that it occupies everything.

There was fresh malice in that figure from his back, he was caught, Qin Wusheng's will was still here, and in the darkness near the crack, this shadow crawled out again.

Just in front of Qin Wei, he followed his father's back and fell down uncontrollably.

Qin Wei sank to a more distant time.

He smelled a strong smell of blood, the blood of living creatures, and he could almost hear the beating of the dying man's heart.

One place in my father's memory, in the forest of a high-level noble hunting club on the main star, he was handling the corpse of the prey.It was a large creature, a deer, with very beautiful and huge horns.

Qin Wei was beside him to help, and the trip Qin Wusheng took him on was said to be a family tradition.It was when Qin Wei was in his teens, and his father didn't take Qin Yi there. Although the latter said he wasn't interested, he was very upset and gave him a lot of embarrassment when he went back.

Qin Wei can realize that the road to the crack is going back in time, towards a certain end.

Qin Wusheng handled the corpse skillfully. Unlike many dignitaries, he never minded getting blood all over his body.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" said the father. "Give me the skinning knife."

Qin Wei handed it to him.

"It's very cunning, and it went around a lot with me." Father said, "Help me get the internal organs."

Qin Wei went to help, the man looked up at him.

In his memory, the smell of blood was choking, Qin Wusheng suddenly raised his hand and touched his face.

Qin Wei looked at this reappeared scene many years later, and something made him horrified.

The man's hands were covered in blood, he didn't know why he did this, his expression was gentle but very serious.

I was still young and immature, my face and hair were stained with the blood of the prey, the bloody fingerprints were shocking, but I don't know why.

Father said, "I can have an extra meal tonight."

On the floor of the hunting lodge, the ghost reappeared, and the texture of the ground changed, as if there were countless remnants of rotting corpses sticking to it, still struggling and wriggling instinctively.

Qin Wei scanned the darkness around him, and when he looked closely, it was everywhere.

These things hung in the air or the zenith, looking at him blankly.They had also crawled under his skin, wriggling inside him.

Qin Wei quickly destroyed them, and these things turned into dust and disappeared. It was a large expanse of gray shining light, and nothing was left when touched.

He felt that the ghosts deeper in the ground wanted to crawl out, and forcibly added a layer of high-strength alloy to the ground.

He is indeed powerful and can deal with many problems, but the evil spirit is down there, scratching the floor, opening its mouth silently, eager to eat, but there is nothing, completely driven mad by nothing.

They don't even have stomachs, and it's impossible to eat anything, only the momentary pleasure of dragging a living creature into the darkness, followed by hunger.

Qin Wei thickened the ground by two layers, and the surrounding defenses were so strong that even the spatial vision was distorted.

He thought about Qin Wusheng's memory, why did he want to destroy him so persistently.

He felt as if he had entered an arena, playing a game he didn't know why.

Qin Wei's power destroyed the hunting house.

But then he discovered that he was standing in a large blood-stained space, which was a slaughterhouse.

A large number of upside-down corpses are generated here, and the meat grinder is running, endless.From time to time, eyes grew on the dead body, looking at him.

Qin Wei didn't move, he realized what was going to happen next.

This is not something his strength can resist, not that type of strength. If this continues, he will soon find himself a prey to be disemboweled and hung in a slaughterhouse with iron hooks.

He didn't know how it happened, but he knew it.

He remembered the feeling of helplessness in his life all too well, knowing that it would then overwhelm his consciousness and make him a ghost that wandered within.

He is the stronger one, this hell itself is the structure of his system, he will be a ghostly behemoth, supporting the operation of the father.

He has begun to feel hungry, so intense, already a part of this ghost, of the same material as the mansion in memory, being pulled into this empty darkness.

Qin Wei stood there, looking at this nightmare, he knew since childhood that he was alone.

This habit is deeply ingrained. When he presided over the operations of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, he would plan for the absence of backup and be prepared to accept all possible losses.

He has been walking forward alone all his life. He has walked for a long time, as if walking on a steel wire hanging from an abyss.

He had even gone so far that he could not see any land.

Qin Wei moved his hand and looked down at the ring on it.

He actually looked at it several times along the way, like a child who keeps looking at the candy in his hand, for fear of losing it.

This is something I want to protect, not make trouble for him.But for a moment he looked at it, knowing instinctively that it was the only thing he could fight against the despair.

He'd done everything he could to find someone to fill the void in his heart.

This man had come desperately to find him, had been hurt, and of course he... loved him.

Qin Wei stood in a daze for a while, then said, "Guiling?"

There was a moment of silence, and then he heard the answer.