I Was Born In The Underworld

dominate.

The corridor of bitter fantasy, the space of nightmare.

The evil purple eyes in the sky are watching everything in the space.

Gu fan is the master of this nightmare space, controlling everything just like "nightmare beast".

Fear, despair, shudder

Gu fan can feel that little bit of negative emotion.

"I can feel that terror is expanding a little bit, and pain and struggle are intertwined."

"That's the spiritual power of delicious food. Instead, it can become my spiritual food and strengthen the ability of nightmare beast's bitter illusion corridor."

People's negative emotions will eventually be involved in the huge whirlpool in the sky, and then absorbed by the dark purple evil eyes.

Death after death.

Time and time again by the carrion monster down on the ground.

In the nightmare space, those dead people don't know how many times they have died.

They can clearly feel the pain and despair of the monster falling on himself, tearing up his body with his claws and taking out his internal organs.

"Er, er, ER!"

The creeping granulation on the corpse monster's body grows continuously, turns into slender tentacles, crawls in the body, sucks out the flesh and blood tissue like jelly.

"Don't come here!"

"Ah, don't come here!"

No.46 dead waiter, finally can't bear such torture, and leads to the explosion of explosives on his body.

The flames burst into the sky, and the monsters were covered with layers of fire waves. The smell of scorching spread all over the nose, and hundreds of decaying corpses died.

But it doesn't make sense.

The rotten corpse of the monster soon filled the gap and continued to roar to the crowd.

"Don't be afraid!"

"Don't be afraid!"

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

Le Zhiqi constantly pointed out the mistakes, looked at the 13 who was about to be knocked down, and gave an order: "in close combat, your fists and daggers are more useful than guns."

The dead are in a circle.

After more than 10 deaths, guns and weapons are almost familiar with the use of.

On the edge of danger and death, human beings are able to stimulate the potential of their bodies. In order not to be surrounded by those rotten corpses, we must make changes and become stronger in the battle.

"I can't stand it!"

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

No. 39 dead man holding a machine gun, in front of the monster are swept into meat mud, but his tight spirit is broken at this moment.

He didn't want to fight any more.

He didn't want to go on suffering.

He doesn't want to die again and again, and face those monsters again and again.

Finally, the No. 39 man dropped his machine gun and ran to the fog with crying, then came the harsh sound of flesh and blood friction.

It seems that another one is crazy.

Dead men, one after another.

Although they have the determination to see death as if they are going home, who can keep calm when they are really facing the great terror??

"Think about it, your family."

"Think about it, your love."

"If you fall here and can't hold on, maybe they will die."

Above the sky, the mighty energy is splashed like light, and the evil magic pupil penetrates into the deepest consciousness.

Dead men, the deepest soft heart was touched.

The fire covers the human city. The gate of the base has been knocked open by the advanced xenon, and countless monsters roar into the gate.

Girl 01, she saw her parents being knocked down by the monster, full of filthy lacquer black claws, cutting off their necks and tearing their internal organs.

02 father, he saw his lovely daughter, sitting on the ground, scared not to move, a huge foot ran over, and trampled it into meat mud.

03 husband, he saw his wife was raised with one hand, the huge mouth of the blood basin slowly fell down, nibbling off half of his head.

No.

No, no, no, no

The softest place in people's heart is actually the driving force for them to become strong.

The faith in the heart can not collapse, for those who are the most important, even if they die 100 times, 1000 times, 10000 times, they have to support.

Roar.

They took up arms again and continued to fight with the rotten corpses with red eyes.

The number of people is decreasing, but the people who stay are becoming stronger and stronger, resisting the invasion of monsters again and again.

Le Zhiqi nodded on one side.

Those who can hold on to the end are amazing.

She sent out a signal to the purple magic pupil in the sky, and the monsters in front of the dead disappeared one after another.They flutter like petals, and finally break into a large powder fog and disappear in the hazy mist.

Is it over

The dead fell to their knees limply.

Is this trial training over at last?

"Well, my basic special training has been completed."

Le Zhiqi stretched a stretch, looked a little tired, while doing the demonstration action, while correcting the action of all the dead, it was really a little tired.

But

Boss must be more tired.

He simulated the whole battlefield, penetrated into everyone's mind, controlled everything, it was a divine means.

"Cough."

Le Zhiqi cleared her throat and continued: "you have mastered the fighting methods and the use of weapons. Next, let instructor Wu Ze train you."

What?

Next training?

The dead look desperate, looking at another person coming out of the fog.

Wu Ze!!

He was the second instructor in charge of teaching the dead to fight.

"I'm instructor Wu Ze."

"You just did a good job, but from the level of fighting, it's a piece of shit."

Wu Ze was cautious and serious, and his words were not polite: "with weapons, he let out bullets at random, and the fighting was chaotic. Some enemies could solve it with one bullet, but he wasted hundreds of bullets and broke them into rotten meat."

"Next, I'll teach you, teamwork!"

Team work.

A person's strength is limited, but a team is totally different.

If we can build a defensive circle, weave a fire blockade net, make up for each other's shortcomings, and fill the vacancy left by the teammates.

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

Wu Ze began to teach.

Instead of being as anxious as Le Zhiqi, he explained in detail how to cooperate and how to allocate resources reasonably to fill the vacancy

After explaining for about half an hour, Wu Ze clapped his hands and said, "well, you can't remember too much. Next, let's feel it."

Feel for yourself.

The tide of carrion monster is coming again!!

The faces of the dead become desperate. It seems that their suffering and hellish training are just the beginning.

One day.

Two days.

Three days.

…………

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

Gu fan manipulated all this and kept the "bitter fantasy corridor" for a whole week. In the end, his consciousness began to blur.

"Almost. It's going to be the limit."

"Kill them again and go back to the real world."