Why is my time traveling to the second dimension such a weird rule story?

The entire room has been plunged into complete darkness, and everything around it has lost its trace and is submerged into nothingness.

Gao Hai could no longer see anything and could not hear any sounds except the cat's meow.

He began to feel that his consciousness was becoming more and more blurred, as if his soul was breaking away from his body bit by bit, and was gradually falling somewhere.

The Blessing of Immortality is still in the cooling stage. In this state, it is cursed by the Red Moon-level core obsession, and it is also a delayed onset, and it is already too late to realize it. It seems that this time, I am afraid I can only go so far...

Forced to concentrate again.

Enduring this increasingly intense mental confusion, which is enough to cause the will of ordinary people to collapse instantly, Gao Hai began to try to feel more deeply the power of the curse that penetrated into the soul, and tried to find out the core that might belong to [Koji Morihara] The emotion of the obsession itself and the related parts of the obsession.

That cultist has the ability to be completely protected from being selected by my domain and Ichiri Goto’s obsession, which means that one of the abilities of that obsession should be [Protection]. This may be due to the obsession itself with protecting something.

So on the other hand, what kind of will does this curse have the ability to kill people and kill people invisibly?

bring it on.

Gao Hai, whose thinking was getting more and more confused and mentally confused, gritted his teeth at this moment and tried his best to stay awake.

Come on, try to kill me.

In what ways will you torture me?

What kind of painful death will you make me experience?

What will you tell me as you kill me?

Is it anger? Is it crazy? Is it twisted hatred? Is it the pleasure of wanton venting? Or sad? Is it despair?

No matter what kind of method it is, it is impossible not to leave behind the subjective thinking characteristics of the obsession itself.

Just like the death soaked in boiling water represents Li Zhaodi's nightmare, the touch of a large crack crushing the human body represents Hedar's anger and madness, and the living doll represents Alice's twisted values. The way the core obsession kills people must be related to the experience and emotion of this obsession.

Therefore, no matter what kind of torture I encounter, it will definitely reflect some characteristics of this obsession.

Live with it.

Explore it.

Analyze and understand it.

Pain can no longer frustrate Gao Hai's will. He has even begun to calmly calculate what value he can gain at the last moment of death, what kind of information he can obtain, and decided to concentrate on his own death process.

After all, is death really something to worry about?

Unconsciously, his own cognition and concepts seemed to have become more and more serious deviations compared to normal people, but Gao Hai didn't care so much about this kind of thing now. As long as you can successfully conquer the dungeon in the end and survive with the people you care about, that will be enough. As for other things, that is not what he needs to consider now.

"Huh... uh..."

It seemed that he could hear his own painful breathing.

The intense pain was becoming clear.

The already confused senses suffered a more serious trauma at this moment, as if something had cut open the skull, dug out the brain spoon by spoon, and slowly ate it.

Gao Hai couldn't tell whether he was awake or dreaming.

But he still tried his best to concentrate.

Even in the boundless darkness, the strange curse force erupting from the inside of his body almost tore all his senses to pieces, but it still couldn't stop Gao Hai from continuing to feel it.

It seems... I can feel something.

Kneeling on the ground, kneeling in the rain, a boy holding a dead kitten in his hands.

And the hateful look projected from the other person's eyes.

[I curse you to a bad death! 】

Crunch - crunch -

At this moment, streams of blood mist erupted from his body, and he began to walk in the direction of collapse.

[I curse each and every one of you to a bad death! 】

Tear--

Flesh and flesh were torn, bones were twisted, and nerves were torn out one by one.

[I must kill you...kill you...kill all of you...]

The body was finally completely shattered.

In the curse that the young man gnashed his teeth, in the voice that the other party kept repeating as if he was possessed.

Gao Hai's eyes had not closed until this moment, they were still wide open, still trying to see something clearly in the darkness.

Rain...the dead cat...the injured boy...

Who was he cursing, who was he hating? He made a sound, but he didn't dare to make a loud sound, he just cursed in a low voice.

what else……

Is there anything I haven't seen yet...

Before I completely lose consciousness... I have to...

I……

…

Everything sank into darkness.

For a moment, Gao Hai felt that his body became light and airy, as if he was floating in some direction.

But what he felt the next moment was the cold touch coming from underneath him, the belt that bound his body, and the cold light shining from above.

"Well……"

Opening his eyes, Gao Hai found that he was tied to an iron frame bed.

The cold lights flickered slightly, and dark red suspicious liquid gathered on the cold cement floor. On both sides of the corridor were heavy metal doors with numbers painted on them in red paint, such as 1107, 1108, etc.

There seemed to be someone behind those doors. Gao Hai heard whispers, suppressed crying, and someone knocking on the iron door.

Many people were trapped in this place.

Always and again, there was no way to escape.

Creak-creak-

In the sound of the stretcher shaking, Gao Hai could feel that he was being pushed somewhere.

He turned his head with some difficulty and looked to his side, and saw two tall figures wearing gas masks and heavy protective clothing, fully armed to the point that no skin was exposed.

The two figures silently pushed the stretcher Gao Hai was tied to, and slowly moved towards the front of the corridor full of cells.

Gao Hai tried to look up again, and saw two silent figures following behind him. The two men were also wrapped in protective clothing, but they did not push the stretcher with their hands, but each held a submachine gun that looked very old.

Gao Hai did not hear footsteps.

The four figures were wearing heavy shoes, but their footsteps did not make any sound when they landed on the ground.

At this moment, Gao Hai did not hear any other sounds except the movement in the cells on both sides and the "creaking" sound of the stretcher itself when it moved.

Where am I being pushed?

Gao Hai frowned slightly, and he tried to recall the process from being cursed by the black cat to waking up from the stretcher, but he could not remember anything. Instead, he felt a strong headache, as if some changes had occurred in his head.

No, it seems that there is indeed some change in me.

Although he couldn't feel it clearly, Gao Hai vaguely felt that there seemed to be an extra wound on his head, and it was around the whole head, similar to the wound of craniotomy. By the way, his hair was also shaved, and Gao Hai now had a bald head.

He lowered his head again and looked at his body. At this time, Gao Hai noticed that he seemed to be wearing a striped dress that looked like pajamas and hospital gowns. And at this time, there were some bloodstains and stains on the clothes, which looked dirty.

What's going on?

Shouldn't I have died and returned to the bloody city?

Why did I appear in this place after waking up? Where is this place? Where am I going to be taken?

While thinking, it seemed that something familiar began to enter Gao Hai's senses.

He seemed to have some impression of this place.

Although it was not familiar, Gao Hai found that he might have been to this place.

Creak-creak-

The stretcher bed had passed through the corridor and arrived at a larger passage.

More fully armed people passed by here, in a hurry, holding some documents or something, none of them turned their heads to look at Gao Hai, and none of them seemed to stop for a moment.

The air seemed to become colder and more humid.

Gao Hai turned his head and saw more cells behind a half-open heavy door.

Unlike the corridor he just passed, the cells behind this door were all surrounded by iron frames, which were more like cages than the fully enclosed cages with only iron doors between them.

Some figures were locked in cages.

They... or them? At least from the appearance, they should look like humans, and their hair was basically shaved off. There were more or less cut and suture wounds on their bald heads. Some of the wounds were cracked or rotten, and even some liquid was seeping out of them.

These people were either standing or sitting, most of them were dull and lifeless, as if they had lost the ability to think and had become zombies with only shells left.

Someone was standing outside the cage, writing something on a notebook with a pen, as if he was observing the people in the cages. There were also some observers communicating with each other, as if they were discussing some issues about the people in the cages.

"Hmm..."

Gao Hai suddenly widened his eyes.

As the stretcher was pushed forward, he saw the scene behind another door.

He saw Shijo Maki, who closed her eyes and seemed to have lost consciousness, lying on a stretcher and being pushed out, escorted by four figures in protective clothing and pushed to another direction.

He saw Kaguya and Hayasaka sitting in the cage, with dull eyes, and other people who should have stayed in the main campus of Yeluoshan Middle School. They all had their hair shaved off, and each of them had a craniotomy on their heads.

He also saw an empty cage, and opposite the cage, an old man leaning against the iron railing, smiling at him.

This is Bydos.

At this moment, Gao Hai finally understood this hazy sense of familiarity.

This place was the one he had visited once in his dream, a place called "Bydos".

He had clearly died in Yeluoshan Middle School, but he returned to Bydos and saw other people. Whether those who theoretically died with him or those who should still be alive, Gao Hai saw them here at this time.

What is going on? !

Could it be that... the players who entered the dungeon this time actually exist in both the [Yellow Mountain Middle School] and [Bydos] dungeon areas at the same time?

When we are awake, we are in Yeluoshan Middle School, and when we are asleep, we are in Bydos. The only difference is that we may not be aware of this. So although I remembered my experience of entering Bydos after dreaming for unknown reasons, others could not do it.

If this is the case, when a player dies in one of the areas of this dungeon, it does not mean that the player is really dead, but that -

[Confirmed identity, test product 2212, abandoned, Captain Smith, please take a look at this document]

The stretcher bed suddenly paused.

One of the figures pushing the bed took out a document and handed it to a figure who appeared beside Gao Hai at some point.

This person was also wearing protective clothing, but there was a distinctly different rank mark on his shoulder, but Gao Hai couldn't understand what it was.

[Confirmed, discarded]

Then, the stretcher suddenly tilted the next moment, the restraints were untied in an instant, and Gao Hai's body continued to fall.

"Huh!?"

The body couldn't move.

For some reason, his body couldn't move at all, and he could only fall violently into the darkness below.

Whether it was blessings or obsessions, they were completely unusable at this time. He seemed to have been deprived of the ability to move, and there was only a consciousness left in this body.

When Gao Hai realized this, he saw what appeared at the end of the darkness below.

It was a wheel with thick and sharp blades spinning rapidly.

Crack!

The feet that were first stuck in the wheel were crushed.

Then the body that fell was pierced, torn, and torn apart.

A finger-thick rotating knife pierced Gao Hai's side face, hooked out his eyeballs, and then cut his teeth into pieces.

He fell further downwards, into the thinner, sharper, and faster spinning knives below this layer.