[Comprehensive terror] frighten the ghost

Before the arrival of spring, the door to the second floor was finally repaired.

"At least two people in our team have completed their mission." Zhou Feng held the door frame with his right hand, "This should be the exit of the maze."

He moved his fingers, and now he still doesn't quite get used to his right hand. In the past, when there were tentacles, he only needed to move his mind, and the tentacles could automatically complete what he wanted to do, but without the tentacles, he would need fingers one by one. Take control.Bai Hong said that this discomfort will eventually disappear with time, and he can move his right hand frequently to speed up the recovery.

"It's going to be night soon. If you don't want to face the annoying umbral monsters, let's go in quickly." Bai Hong checked the fragments of the statue used to tell the time, and the stone was emitting a red halo.

Injecting the shadow essence into the door frame, the ancient reliefs on the door were activated one after another, forming a space-time portal.

"What do you think will be behind?" He looked at the portal like a black vortex, "A large group of Pipi shrimp with knives and forks ready?"

"I hope it's Maxwell, the ultimate villain in the original work. If you defeat him, your mission will be over." Bai Hong sighed, with sad eyes, "I don't know how long I'm going to stay here, look at our captain." The posture is to prepare to cultivate in this plane until the Shattered Void and then go out."

"Let's go in first." His Royal Highness held the spear and walked into the portal first.

The portal brought them to a floating island, surrounded by empty darkness, a suspension bridge extending into the unknown, and two stone lamps stood at the bridge head, as if guiding them the way forward.

"This place is a bit crowded." Sandro approached the stone lamp, and in the darkness, two flames lit up again, extending the length of the suspension bridge.

Zhou Feng counted the number of people, and the five members of the team were all present. Her Royal Highness was holding a lot of cute animals they raised, and Bai Hong stood on the edge of the cliff and looked down cautiously.The last one to come was Yan Mei. She was teleported by Berkes, and she had been dealing with Daoming on the ground to prevent the other party from invading into the ground.

"Everyone is here." He took the lead and walked forward, "Bai Hong, how much do you know about this place?"

"It depends on which original work you're asking about. But whether it's the moving maze or the famine, coming here doesn't mean the end, but the beginning of a bigger mystery." Bai Hong put her hands in her pockets, "I just hope the main god doesn't Too much trouble for us."

At the end of the stone bridge was a wider floating island with a marble floor, hollowed out in places and planted with the kind of berry bushes they had seen above ground, but mostly dead.There are also a few dead trees and the skeletons of wild animals. "Are we still underground?" He turned on his phone and took a picture of the sky, but there was only darkness.

"Mission: Leaving the island has been completed, rewarding 1000 survival points. The current number of the team is 5/7, which does not meet the minimum number requirements of the silver team. After leaving the mission world, the team will be automatically disbanded. Do you choose to leave the mission world now?" Lord God The prompt sounded just at this moment.

"We are still short of two people, what should we do?" Zhou Feng looked back at Yan Mei who was walking at the back, "Also, why is Yan Mei not a team member?"

"Your cell phone isn't included either," Sandro glanced at him with a sarcastic tone, "but I don't think you're surprised."

"That's because it is... ah, I understand." Zhou Feng immediately understood the reason.

Yan Mei and Qu Fei are dead after all, and what remains are only their spiritual imprints.

There was a small sound of music in the distance, like a very cheerful tune, played on an old-fashioned player in the nostalgic style of the last century.They continued to walk forward, and a rough wall appeared in the darkness. A haggard man sat under the corner. The shadow formed a chair to imprison the man, but the shape was as gorgeous as a throne.

"You guys are here." The man's hair was disheveled like a hen's coop, his eyes were dark, and his beard was so long that it could almost cover his thin and short body. When he saw them approaching, he said in a weak tone as if he was dying of illness, "I thought I'd never I can't wait for someone who can crack the clues I left, and I didn't expect there to be so many. We have plenty of time, we can chat and discuss who will die and who will stay."

"Is this a threat?" He frowned. The person in front of him looked like he was about to commit suicide in the late stage of depression. He didn't quite believe that such a person would have enough strength to kill them, not to mention that the other party was locked by shadows. on the chair.

"No, I'm just telling you what's about to happen." The other party raised his eyelids, and soon became depressed again.

Bai Hong walked to the phonograph not far away and turned it off. The relaxing tune disappeared immediately, and the air was so quiet that it chilled for a while.

"Thank you so much, I almost threw up after listening to that song." The man on the chair nodded to Bai Hong.

"Then, who are you?" Zhou Feng glanced at Bai Hong, he always felt that Bai Hong actually knew this person.

"Are you asking me? I'm just like you, just an unlucky guy. When I woke up, I found myself on a deserted island." The man said in a slow tone as if he was about to die. "I was a scientist before I came to the island. I used all the resources I could gather and wanted to leave this place. In the end I found this place, and I could be free, and you have seen the result."

"What happened?" he continued.

"Like what's happening now, I'm standing where you're standing, and there's another guy sitting on the chair. He's asking me to release him, or I'll be stuck on this island too, unable to get out. If I sit If I go up, I can still wait for the next person to release me." The man panted for a while, and then said, "This is the rule, one person sits up, one person leaves, no one can change it."

"The person before you, did he mention the person before him?" Sandro said suddenly.

"He was the first one." The other party didn't even lift his eyelids, "He is the one who caught me into this world. I hated him before and wanted to take revenge on him, but now I understand him completely. He Said that when he came, the world was just dust, void, and 'them'. 'They' couldn't do anything but watch us struggle and see how far we can go to survive. The one before me Man is a magician, he created everything here, small islands, plants, animals, suitable climate, so that you can live here. There is no death in this world, you can live forever, until you find that life is so hopeless .That's when you'll find your way out and, eventually, come here."

"Oh, his craftsmanship is really clumsy." Sandro looked around and commented harshly. "Can we beautify it a bit? Enrich the species, adjust those ugly rocks, things like that."

"Sit in this position, and 'they' will tell you how to control the world." The man smiled weakly, as if he was not very enthusiastic about the upcoming freedom.

"Since you can control the world, why don't you design death?" Berks asked seriously.

"Do you understand what death is? I don't understand, so I can't do it." The other party snorted softly, "The former created a herd of cattle, but they were all bulls, that sad guy, he came here to find his Woman, he said she was taken by 'them'. You know what's the biggest problem with the bulls? They don't have milk. So I created a flock of sheep, all ewes, at least you have milk. That's what I can What I do, I can only add to the world what I really understand. But death, what is death? What happens when a person dies? I don't know anything. We have seen death. Stand still, and then? Is that all? When I try to create death, I just create disappearance, die, disappear, and then reappear elsewhere. I can't create real death."

"We can." Zhou Feng looked at Berkes, "We can, right?"

"That's your business." The man was not excited at all, as if he didn't care about anything. "Who's the first?"

"Silver hair, you go." Sandro flicked his staff and chased Bai Hong up.

"At least I'm not the last one." Bai Hong muttered.

Zhou Feng's heart sank, one by one, the last person will be left forever.

"Even if we sit on that chair, can the Lord God teleport us away?" He asked in a low voice.

"No, the authority of the Lord God is limited." Berks said in a low voice, "The throne is the core of this plane, and it is beyond the control of the Lord God, so someone must make a sacrifice."

Bai Hong stood in front of the throne, and the shadow chains that imprisoned the man were suddenly loosened, turning into a pair of ghost hands and grabbing Bai Hong.As soon as the freed man stood up, before he even had time to say anything, he turned into a cloud of dust and disappeared completely.The ghost hand re-formed into a chair, and this time it was Baihong who was stuck on it.

"What about others?" Zhou Feng was very curious whether that man had achieved the death he dreamed of.

"He went to the island we came to before." It was Bai Hong who answered him, "I can see him, happy like a madman, running around."

"Very well, it seems that there is nothing wrong with the chair." Sandro scratched his chin, "Next, ladies first, followed by His Royal Highness."

After Her Royal Highness was teleported away, there were not many people left.

Zhou Feng's eyes moved back and forth between Sandro and Berkes, "And then? Who will succeed His Royal Highness?"

There has to be a personal sacrifice.

"The one with the godhead goes first, and see if we can modify the rules of this world." Sandro squeezed his finger bones, "There is a guy I really want to kill him."

Berks stepped up and replaced the elf prince.

"How?" Zhou Feng asked eagerly.

"Easier than I imagined." The other party's expression was a little blank for a moment, as if he was immersed in other places. "Just copy the rules in the godhead to the plane. But captain, I need you to make a decision."

"What's the matter?" He was a little nervous subconsciously.

In front of them, a virtual scene was projected. It was an island, different from their dead and lifeless island, where everything grew and flourished.In a dense forest, a few people Zhou Feng had met with once were busy building a new wooden house. They were the newcomers of the Pan-Asian team and the newcomer who was taken away by Daoming Shouzhuo before.

"He didn't keep his promise." Zhou Feng clenched his fists. This is another island, which means that these people have already died once, and Daoming Shouzhuo promised to take them away when he took them away.

Like rewinding, the picture quickly turned around, the frame of the wooden house disappeared, the surrounding facilities disappeared, the trees grew again, and finally the rewind ended, and the picture was frozen on the forest rustling in the wind.

A man appeared, looking overwhelmed and intimidated by the unfamiliar environment.Then, people appeared one after another, including the magician of the life department assigned to them by the Chinese forces, and the terrified woman Zhou Feng had seen once.There were six people in total. At first they were wary of each other, and then they began to seek cooperation. The most powerful female magician became their leader. They cut down a clearing, collected some hay from the woods, and built a simple Grass sheds, farmland was reclaimed, and plants were born with magic.Later, people appeared one after another, including the astrologer who was killed by Zhou Feng and the elf prince, the seed of the Pan-Asian team.After the arrival of this powerful woman, there was political turmoil in this miniature society in the glade, but now, due to the pressure of the environment, all people are united again.

The old straw huts were torn down and new log cabins were erected, low walls of rubble piled up, intertwined with magical vines to ward off nocturnal creatures.More forests have been cut down, cattle and sheep have been raised, wild beehives have been brought in, and there are transplanted flowers next to them, everyone is smiling, and they are talking about the wedding.The newcomer woman that Zhou Feng met was about to marry another newcomer man. They fell in love at first sight and firmly believed that they had been husband and wife before they came to this island.

"Their books of reincarnation have disappeared, and the Lord God can no longer control them." Berkes explained, "I can send them over and let them join our team. Those two female mages are very useful talents .And our team will be disbanded if we can’t get seven people together. You are the captain, what’s your opinion?”

Zhou Feng felt his nose was a little sour.Isn't this the life he wants?Peace, bliss, away from the Lord God.There is not much danger in this world, and these people can live well on the island, even better than other places.This is a very primitive society, and the relationship between people is very simple. Since everyone has lost their memory, the darkness left in their hearts by the complex modern society has also been washed away.Why did he bother with them?If they return to the world of reincarnation, what kind of luck will they have to have such a beautiful life again?

"If we don't have enough people, the team will be disbanded. But we are still there, and we can rebuild the team. We have great strength and are not afraid of the challenges that the Lord God gives us. But these people, even if we bring them back The world of reincarnation cannot be responsible to them to the end. Let them continue to live." He looked at Berks and replied with a strong voice. "That's my decision."

"Then come up and take my place." The other party nodded towards him.

"But..." Zhou Feng turned to look at Sandro, wondering what kind of tacit understanding the master and apprentice had reached.

"I'll stay." Yan Mei, who had been in the shadows all this time, stepped out, "This is the most suitable arrangement."

Only then did Zhou Feng remember Yan Mei's existence.

"You don't know how long you will sit there, and you don't know when the next person will come." A pang of guilt filled his heart, "It will be very difficult..."

"Don't worry about me." Yan Mei frowned, looking a little sad. "Captain, I'm not like you. You are alive and have infinite possibilities. I'm dead and I just feel as if I'm still alive. Death is boring, and sitting in a chair can't be any more boring. .”

He opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

It seems that all words pale in the face of the gap between life and death.

"I'm going," he said at last, walking up to the throne.

The feeling of being bound to the chair by the shadow hand was familiar, and those windy whispers he heard when he was hallucinating came back, whispering in his ear.Only this time, he was able to understand those words, "they" were telling him the power of darkness.

Zhou Feng looked at his right hand, and he could feel that his right hand was changing, becoming more like the one he had forgotten.He can feel the will of darkness filling the entire plane, and he can control every corner of the world, like a god, but not so much.God should be confident and determined, knowing what to do, but he is like a bewildered child, facing the vast and boundless world, not knowing what to do.

"It's my turn." Sandro walked up without giving him much time to think.

The scenery in front of him changed, and he returned to the deserted island, where everyone else was waiting for him, but he only had Berks in his eyes.

"I don't understand." He stepped forward, feeling a pain in his chest, "What does death mean? Why would Yan Mei say that?"

The other party looked a little complicated, and did not answer his question, but asked instead, "Why don't you ask the dead?"

Zhou Feng immediately understood what the other party meant, and took out his mobile phone from his pocket, "A Fei, how does death feel to you?"

"Are you asking me how my life is now?" Qu Fei's voice sounded relaxed, "I have to admit that being a mobile phone is a completely different feeling from being a human being. People can't turn off their brains, we force ourselves to let go of our thinking , don’t think about anything, fill your brain with chaotic information or anesthetize yourself. But this can only free your conscious mind from thinking, and your subconscious mind is still working. To be alive means to be unable to stop thinking. But death, At least for me, a guy who can only think with the circuit board, it means that if I don't want to think, I just automatically sleep."

He knew that the other party was trying to make a joke, but he couldn't laugh at all.

"Can Yanmei do this too? If she is tired and lonely, she will automatically go to sleep and not feel anything?" Sandro hasn't appeared yet, so he can only ask Berks, the only expert here.

"She's a ghost, which means she can't 'feel' tiredness and loneliness. Every second of the day is the same to her, nothing changes."

The other party's answer left him speechless. On the bright side, Yan Mei won't have a nervous breakdown because of being imprisoned in the darkness year after year. On the bad side, she just isn't happy at all.

"From this point of view, Sandro is really an undead who is too lively." He sighed and found that he was completely misled by that guy.

"He is a very special existence." The other party smiled.

"Ah, I seem to hear someone speaking ill of me." The skeleton teleported over just at this juncture.

"That's your hallucination." He rolled his eyes.

"In that case, I'm going to deal with private matters and I'll be back soon." The skeleton let out a creepy laugh, "I've been looking forward to this moment for a long time."

Bai Hong shivered.

"What is he going to do?" Bai Hong asked in a low voice after Sandro left.

"Won't you know when he comes back?" Zhou Feng shrugged, "It's nothing more than chopping up the National People's Congress and then executing him in a hurry, right?"

The opponent's face turned pale in an instant.

Soon the bone frame came back holding the staff. Compared with before, it was obvious that there was a faint green flame on the skull of the staff.

If that's the flame.

"I decided to go back with this trophy." The bone frame poked the flame with his phalanx, and the flame immediately let out a scream as thin as a gossamer but extremely shrill. "Lately I've been thinking, is it more pleasant to turn it into a ghoul full of greed and never be satisfied, or to freeze it in the void, alive and experience utter nothingness? I don't think either option is very creative, what do you think?"

No one answered.

"I... may I ask," Bai Hong trembled her legs, as if she might run away at any time, "Is the cooperation between us completed successfully? If this is the case, can we get rid of that imprint?"

"Ah, you really believe it." Sandro said absently, busy squeezing the flame into various strange shapes to appreciate the screams of the soul, "If I didn't say that, you wouldn't be obedient Work hard for us. Don’t even think about it, how could there be such a spell? Touching you will link your soul to me forever, even a true god can’t do it, right?”

Bai Hong's expression looked like he wanted to kill someone for a moment, but soon he was about to cry again, "Brother, uncle, please, don't play with me, I'm just an insignificant pawn, you grab me Any functions?"

"I think he really didn't imprint you." Zhou Feng poked the other party, feeling that the child was also pitiful.

"Do you understand his spells? Do you think I understand? Since we don't understand, how can we draw this conclusion?" Bai Hong immediately turned around, and growled at him in a low voice with a fierce expression on his face, "I ran away that day, As soon as I stopped, I was knocked unconscious by him! You said that if he didn't attach any mark to me, how would he know where I was?"

"That day, it was actually a coincidence. I was sitting there thinking about my life, and you suddenly ran over with a silly smile on your face. How stupid and stupid you looked, I couldn't hold back, and hit you with a stick "Sandro still said in a calm tone that could kill you, "Just think about it, even if I really put a mark on you, you run so fast, I never sense you It will take a while to get to your side, right? How can it be possible that you will be knocked out as soon as you stop?"

Bai Hong was tongue-tied, with a bitter look on her face that she was extremely eager to believe the other party's explanation but couldn't believe it.

He felt that it might be a coincidence that Sandro caught Baihong, but this did not prove that Sandro did not mark Baihong.

Whether there is such a spell or not, apart from Sandro, probably only Berks knows.

Zhou Feng immediately cast a questioning look on an angel who was said to be incapable of lying, but the latter seemed to have suddenly become very interested in the raccoon who was happily rubbing against the dog box.

This……

Bai Hong, you should ask for more blessings.