Chapter 262 The guillotine of fate
Eight arms stretched out from behind Gao Ming, and together with the Flesh Fairy, he tore down all the black and white photos of the deceased posted on the wall.
Shadows surged, and the ghost's sharp voice almost pierced his eardrums, but Gao Ming didn't care.
“I need to change the fate of half the people in the city. If one person cannot cope with the world after waking up from the dream, then I will lead everyone in the world to open their eyes and see the real reality.”
The photo of the deceased in the shadow world is the ticket to enter the vast sea. Those who possess the photo of the deceased should be valued by the shadow world and may become a fateful loophole.
One by one, the black-and-white photos were sent into the execution room by the Flesh Fairy. Situ An, who was bound by chains, saw the black-and-white photos falling like snowflakes. He endured the pain, raised his head, raised the corners of his mouth, and showed madness in his eyes.
All this should have been his, but now his family is reunited with him in another way.
He seemed to be standing alone on a snowy battlefield, surrounded by corpses, leaving him in chains, facing the endless undercurrent alone.
One ghost roar sounded after another, and the four faces of the flesh and blood ghosts and gods all became ferocious, and the eight arms exerted force at the same time! The chains were tightened, and something was about to be pulled out of the furnace of flesh and blood.
The flesh and blood furnace made a sound, Gao Ming's heart beat wildly, and the blood surged like a burning flame!
The place where torture instruments are forged in the torture chamber is the flesh fairy's own altar, but its method of worship is completely different from other gods.
Figures were posted on the walls of the torture room. The patients in the black and white photos recognized Situ An. Their reactions were very interesting. There was worry and fear in their eyes, and a little sarcasm. They were afraid of Situ An from the bottom of their hearts. , he would secretly rejoice when he saw Situ An being trapped, but soon his mood turned into despair. The other party even caught Situ An, what fate would he face next?
"It doesn't matter, everything is worth it. After I leave, I will avenge you. I will remember your sacrifices in my heart. After all... we are family." Situ An slowly lowered his head, knowing that Gao Ming had already entered. Lishan Hospital, and then waiting for Gao Ming to finally enter the room in his "home".
Gao Ming focused all his attention on the flesh and blood furnace, and did not hear what Situ An was saying at all. He felt as if his arms were stretched into the fire, and his soul was burned with horrific scars.
In the blood and flames, a ferocious outline slowly emerged, and Gao Ming saw a torture instrument made of flesh and blood.
The patients in Lishan Hospital all have the possibility of becoming fateful loopholes. They are all seeds selected by the shadow world. Gao Ming did not expect that the Flesh Fairy would use these fateful loopholes and the hope of the shadow world to forge instruments of torture. The most important thing is Yes, he really did it.
The eight-armed ghost didn't care about others at all. His heavy body stepped on the floor of the torture chamber, roaring, and holding on to the chain.
Situ An, who was imprisoned in the torture chamber, stared at the furnace altar with an expressionless expression. He should have been the one who controlled the flesh altar. He was deprived of such an important thing, but there was no trace of hatred on his face.
This torture instrument forged by countless patients seems to be rejected by both reality and the shadow world. Its appearance has also affected Gao Ming's fate.
The souls of the patients in the photos were continuously thrown into the furnace of flesh and blood, and the chains were entangled together. They were doused with blood that smelled of flesh, and became part of the torture chamber, never to enter reincarnation again.
The strong sense of oppression made Hong Yuyi assume an offensive posture, and all the torture instruments in the torture room made a rattling sound, as if they were trying their best to respond in some way.
The face that represents the sign of death is completely alienated. Clay sculptures of different gods are pieced together on the face of death. It seems that the Flesh Fairy has wanted to do this for a long time.
Roaring sounds resounded in the **** flames, and the ghosts and gods with eight arms on all sides allowed the hot chains to wrap around their arms and bodies.
He couldn't feel the pain. After the last black and white photo was thrown into the furnace, his eight arms suddenly exerted force and grabbed the flesh and blood chain forged at the end of the furnace.
Various diseases and deformed bodies formed the base of the guillotine. Their bodies were poured with bright red blood, and their eyes were full of malice and ferocity.
“The seeds that Lishan Hospital has accumulated for thirty years have been eaten by you in one bite. It's such a waste.” Situ An, who was extremely rational, finally couldn't bear it anymore and his face became gloomy.
The ghost face has fangs, and countless locks are wrapped around a huge guillotine. One side is engraved with fate, and the other side is branded with luck. The guillotine stands in the torture chamber like a gate to hell, and the patients are wailing on the blade.
In the past dreams, clay sculptures that manifested various visions all fell into the bodies of flesh and blood ghosts and gods. The torture chamber shook and drastic changes occurred.
The gods in the shadow world are not companions to him, but a kind of food.
The red-hot chains wrapped around Gao Ming's arm, and every beat of his heart was like a heavy hammer hitting the flesh and blood furnace. With the ghost and god's last roar, the flames engulfed the entire flesh and blood furnace, a wave that was enough to make Hong Yuyi's heart break. A breath of surprise appeared in the execution room.
His body was trembling and the chains were tightened. Situ An rarely lost control of his emotions. Even if he was executed by a murderer, he gritted his teeth and held on for half an hour.
Lishan Hospital had accumulated photos of patients who didn't know how long it was. They were all sent to the execution room. The flesh-and-blood ghosts and gods crushed the altar table. He tore up the black cloth that fell on the ground, grabbed the pieces of the weird statues, and stuffed them into himself. in the mouth.
The palm of your hand is like holding a flame, the fingerprints of Gao Feng and some characteristics destined since birth are slowly changing, all of which seem to be because of the thing in the flesh and blood furnace.
The security personnel just destroyed the idols. They seemed to be chasing their prey and left in a hurry without staying for long. The real value in this room was actually other things.
“Those gods enjoyed the offerings of the patients in the hospital?”
Eight arms tore apart the black and white photos, and large shadows pressed in like a sea, but the Flesh Fairy didn't care. He pulled out the selected "family members" from the shadow world from the photos and pressed them on the high platform where the torture instruments were forged in the torture room.
At this time, the body of Gao Ming standing in the room also changed. He lowered his head and grabbed the chain handed to him in congratulations, and followed the opponent's strength.
The fire burned on the flesh, and what was smelted at the end of the chain slowly appeared.
Blood spattered and piercing screams filled the torture chamber. Hong Yuyi, who had always been indifferent to everything, also reacted. She seemed to feel a threat and slowly turned around to look at the Flesh Fairy.
In addition to chains, the flesh and blood ghosts and gods have new instruments of torture, and the aura emanating from his body is much more terrifying than before.
“Evil, powerful, and weird, this guy looks like a fierce **** no matter how you look at it.”
(End of this chapter)
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