Strange game designer.

Chapter 457 Two Explanations of Fate

In the car behind Gao Ming, those who were dressed in ordinary clothes were old classmates from Class 13, and those who were wearing blood-stained red clothes were all the scariest ghosts!
In order to see the murderer who killed him, Gao Ming recalled the memory of his tragic death over and over again, and he "invited" out all the ghosts from his bad future.

The fatal blow swung at the murderer was forged from the butcher knife that had been swung at him countless times.

"You stay on the bus and don't run around." Gao Ming actually didn't need to leave the bus. He was just worried that he would lure the murderer onto the bus and cause the death of the students.

"Wait until I finish my own business, then I'll continue to take you home."

Opening the car door, Gao Ming was smiling, holding the divine fire in his hand, looking like a madman.

Blood-colored threads flowed under his feet, and all the divine patterns on the bus behind were activated. The evil spirits in the abnormal incidents stood on both sides of the vehicle. Gao Ming almost gathered the power of the entire East District.

Masks appeared around Gao Ming. The evil ghosts wore the same masks, but their body shapes were all different. Gao Ming, who was standing in the center, seemed to be the king of all ghosts. This scene made all the students in the car dumbfounded.

The NPC guide in the Novice Village that they imagined actually showed the aura of the final villain boss in the whole play.

The black fog in the tunnel was stimulated by so much resentment and seemed to be boiling, but this section of the tunnel was extremely special, and the unspeakable horror outside the tunnel seemed unable to come in.

"There are several different forces in the real reality and the real death. I have seen twelve blood cities standing in the dark night. The masters of those blood cities are not monolithic. The reason why I happened in the tunnel should be that their game caused a loophole in the whole plan."

"I may be the weakness of fate, a loophole, a key to the omnipotent fate."

The footsteps that sounded in his heart did not stop because of the appearance of the ghost. He walked faster and faster, as if he would appear in front of Gao Ming in the next moment.

The water drops dripping from the ground to the sky sank into the fog. Darkness and time blurred each other. The high-life corpses filling the tunnel seemed to have all sensed something. They struggled hard, not to break free from their restraints, but to look somewhere.

Turning slowly, Gao Ming, who was holding the shrine, also looked into the depths of the tunnel.

Tick-tick, tick-tick, it seemed as if a world was shattered in a drop of water, and a sound came into Gao Ming's ears.

"Everyone is given a script from birth, and fate determines everything. The law of nature is cyclical, and everything has its place."

Familiar words, word for word.

Gao Ming stared into the darkness, the past burning in his left eye and the future reconstructed in his right eye: "You kill me over and over again, and I come back here over and over again. Do you think this is also written by fate?"

The murderer who killed the most high-ranking people was right in front of him. He was like an executioner hidden in time. Whenever he wanted to get closer to the truth or was about to leave through the tunnel, he would be brutally killed by him. What was even more outrageous was that he particularly liked to collect his corpse.

"I'm actually very curious about the meaning of your doing this? To keep a secret? To cut off my escape route? To be a lackey of fate? Or to help me start over again and again and become who I am now?"

"When anyone is obsessed with something, there must be a deeper reason. You've killed me so many times. This is no longer something that can be explained by simple hatred. Can you tell me the real reason?"

The flame in his hand flickered and gradually weakened as time went by. The voice did not appear directly behind Gao Ming like it had done countless times before, which meant that Gao Ming had changed a lot of things this time. At least he had begun to make the other party wary.

Compared to before when he was like a crushed ant, he is now more or less like a real person and is qualified to talk to the other party.

"You seem scared? You don't dare to attack me directly? You shouldn't hesitate. As long as there is a possibility of being killed, nothing is worth fearing." Gao Ming and all the corpses on the tunnel wall were looking into the darkness with his eyes piercing through the black fog and flames.

A soft sigh came from somewhere.

"No matter how hard you struggle, you can't change it, because the ending is already determined. Everything you do is just adding to your own pain. I will wait for you at the end of death until I kill every moment of you."

Past experiences faded away, and names disappeared from my mind one by one. The feeling of forgetting my memory and myself was extremely terrifying.

The murderer's voice contained the power of rules, and every word that came out of his mouth seemed to become reality. Gao Ming's memory began to blur, and all the colors in his mind gradually turned gray, until the door of the torture chamber was opened!

"what!"

The roar that resounded through the night sky dispersed the black fog. Gao Ming released his suppression of the Flesh and Blood Immortal, and all his will actively merged into the Flesh and Blood Immortal!

The heart of the gods and the heart of flesh and blood beat at the same time. The chests of countless corpses on the walls of the tunnel rose and fell, their scars fell off, and their bodies exuded vitality and the fragrance of flesh.

All disguises were torn off, and the Blood City tattoos covered Gao Ming's body. The torture house unfolded, like a steel dam that abruptly cut off the torrent of the sea of ​​fog!

"Can you kill me this time?"

The four ghost faces of the Flesh and Blood Immortal glared at each other. The power of the dream ghosts lies in their control over the rules of ghost stories. Each dream ghost has his own rules. If we only talk about the power of flesh and blood, the flesh and blood ghosts are far superior to the dream ghosts.

"No one can escape their fate. All destinies that have deviated from their tracks will be corrected." The footsteps approached rapidly, and the owner of the voice seemed to understand that Gao Ming could not be allowed to continue like this: "No matter what you become or what power you gain, the ending is already determined."

"I seem to have found your location!" Looking at the direction in which the water droplets were flowing upstream, Gao Ming suddenly moved forward. His eight arms, carrying blood energy like the scorching sun, smashed towards the darkness right in front of Gao Ming!
"It's useless. I know everything about you and have seen more endings than you." The last sentence of the voice suddenly appeared beside Gao Ming's ears, almost sticking to his back: "So, please continue to cycle in this deep despair!"

An indescribable dangerous murderous intent appeared behind his mind. In fact, when this murderous intent appeared, Gao Ming's head had been pierced through, but because of the interference of some force, everything went back to one second ago.

Many evil spirits scattered, and under the cover of their surging ghost energy, the masked Fan Shi was holding a headless baby.

Gao Yun's ability is to look back in time. He paid a terrible price for helping Gao Ming this time. Black threads appeared on his flawless body, and the cause and effect that he had finally gotten rid of was tainted again.

A loud cry was heard. If Gao Ming waited for Gao Yun to call him, it would be too late. This time, Gao Yun had predicted the murderer in advance and accurately determined the moment.

Gao Ming opened his mouth and swallowed the divine fire, and at the same time the murderer launched an attack, he began to turn around.

His body did not turn around completely, and in that less than a second, he only saw the other person's face with his eyes.

The same facial features, an extremely familiar face that I see every day.

"Gao Ming?"

"Good luck!"

(End of this chapter)