Strange Game Designer Chapter 389

Chapter 389 Become me

“The bus stop outside Xiangshengyong Apartment…”

Needless to say, every high-ranking person is looking there.

The grandma in the elevator car on the fourth floor is about to escape. The monster named "Future" may appear at any time. The painters Gao Ming and He Jing outside the door may not last long. If they are squeezed dry by the statue, the clay sculpture will fall. outside the apartment building.

"If you go out, you will die. The God of the past is too insidious. Maybe you will have a chance if you stay." Fan Shi tried to persuade, but he underestimated Gao Ming's determination.

"Maybe we can give it a try." Flesh Gaoming walked to the door, his expression extremely solemn.

Other high lives know what the flesh and blood high life wants to say. In fact, they have experienced such things in the "Past Gate", but behind the past door is an illusory world generated based on Gao Ming's memory, and now outside the door is In reality, if you die outside the door now, you may really die.

"Don't be impulsive!" Fan Fan grabbed the flesh and blood Gao Ming's arm. He wanted to let other Gao Ming persuade the flesh and blood Gao Ming, but found that all the Gao Ming were looking outside the apartment building.

There is an emotion in their eyes that is incomprehensible to the example. Although they represent different lives, they made the same decision at this moment, as if no matter how many times they start over, they still will not make any mistakes. shake.

"The painter Gao Ming's soul is about to be crushed by the gods of the past. I'm going to pick up the statue. When I can't hold it anymore, I'll replace it with another one." The flesh-and-blood Gao Ming's expression was extremely serious.

"You all have to think clearly before going out. Once you step out of this door, there will be no turning back." Kind-hearted Gao Ming glanced at everyone: "We only have two endings next. We must withstand the backlash of the idol and send at least one person to platform; or they all die on the way to the platform.”

Grandma's roar came from the elevator shaft on the first floor. As the painter's life was squeezed dry by the clay sculpture, grandma seemed to have broken free and crawled quickly in the elevator shaft.

"No matter who it is, you must get to the platform! Let's go!"

The Flesh High Life led the way, followed closely by the Bad High Life, and they charged into the darkness with little hesitation.

What happened next shocked all the Kaitan players and security personnel present. One by one, they ran into the darkness with their lives high. They seemed to be defying death and fear!

Some high lives were attacked by hiding ghosts the moment they left the door, and their bodies were torn into pieces, but more high lives touched the statues.

"let me!"

Divine patterns spread on all the bodies of the gods, but the person holding the statue of the **** suffered the most serious damage. It could almost be regarded as a head-on confrontation with the "god of the past".

While the flesh and blood high life lifted the clay sculpture, all the prayers on his body were bleeding out, as if he was suffering from the pain of Ling Chi. The flesh and blood immortal's body was suppressed, and the flesh and blood high life could hear the flesh and blood fairy's fury and roar!

The clay sculpture in his hand became heavier and heavier, and all the power in his body was sucked away. After taking five steps with his flesh and blood, his whole face became a **** mess.

When he took the sixth step, the flesh and blood Gaoming fell to the ground. The hungry ghosts around him wanted to eat him immediately. Fortunately, the doctor Gaoming lifted the clay sculpture of the "God of the Past" again.

As the distance between the clay sculpture and the apartment building becomes longer, the blood on the clay sculpture becomes more intense, and the expression of the clay sculpture becomes extremely terrifying.

After taking just two steps, Doctor Gao Ming felt as if his heart was going to explode. His will became blurred and he was unable to fight against the gods.

If you drop the clay sculpture, it will be eaten by the surrounding ghosts. Only the protection of the clay sculpture can prevent those ghosts from approaching, but the problem is that the clay sculpture itself is constantly devouring their souls and memories.

The doctor fell to the ground with a fatal blow, and all kinds of medical reading materials in his schoolbag were scattered on the floor. He was covered with divine marks, and only his left hand was holding up the clay sculpture. Pulling open the buttons of his collar, Bad Gaoming grabbed the clay sculpture. He screamed and sprinted forward, but he seriously underestimated the horror of the clay sculpture. In order not to leave his "death realm", the "god of the past" used the will of the **** to Crush high life.

The leg that stepped forward fell to the ground, Bad Gaoming cursed, and moved his body as if he was carrying a mountain until he could no longer move forward.

One by one, Gao Ming chose to pave the way in this way. Crazy Gao Ming bit the clay sculpture in the face. He wanted to destroy the clay sculpture, but he found that the clay sculpture seemed to be able to continuously repair itself within a certain range. The only choice was to leave. Xiangshengyong Community has the opportunity to completely destroy it.

They went forward one after another, and not one Gaoming retreated. The Guaitan players in the building could no longer describe their shock at this time. They clearly and intuitively understood the meaning of the word Gaoming.

The dead **** stole faith and used the will of the **** to crush Gao Ming. Gao Ming, who had lost everything, was just an ordinary person, but he used the will of an ordinary person to exchange for a small step forward through death again and again.

When the Gaomings rushed out the door, no one thought highly of them. They kept persuading them, including Fan Shi. It was only at this moment that their inner thoughts changed. Maybe Gao Ming could really succeed, with the will of a living person. Fight against the gods and use ordinary people's lives to shake fate!

The road paved by Gao Ming is getting closer and closer to the gate of the community, and there are fewer and fewer Gao Ming still running in the darkness.

Falling to the ground, squeezed dry by the gods, snatched away by ghosts, and swallowed by darkness. After experiencing pain again and again, the choices of destiny are erased. There are no longer so many possibilities in life, and only a few are left. Own.

"It seems...it's almost time for me." Kind-hearted Gaoming has been holding the hand of ordinary Gaoming. He is the kindest one among all Gaoming. He has met ordinary Gaoming from the beginning.

The familiar self around him was swallowed up by the "past", and Gao Ming lost his madness, dreams, timidity, and affection...

The gate of the community was right in front of him. Kind-hearted Gaoming took the clay sculpture handed to him by affectionate Gaoming. He gritted his teeth and tried his best to get closer to hope, but kindness did not let him go further.

One step, two steps, and when he took the third step, the divine pattern had already been embedded in the body of Kind Gaoming, strangling his heart. When he took the fourth step, his will was crushed and his seven orifices were bleeding.

"I can only send you here." He raised the clay sculpture and handed the statue to the last person beside him: "You can get to the platform, just like in the past!"

After taking the clay sculpture, the ordinary soul of Gaoming was trembling, and the will of the gods hit his body like a heavy pendulum.

He will soon be able to leave Xiangshengyong Community, and Gao Ming is about to escape from the scope of the past god's power. At this time, the past **** also went crazy and started to stop Gao Ming.

"I feel very sad and in pain. I know that I am the most ordinary one. I have nothing and am not as good as anyone else."

"I can't bear the despair of living, and I don't have the courage to die. I really don't understand why you would choose me, a waste, a cowardly, cowardly and selfish waste."

Looking at their own bodies, watching "I" die one after another, they all seemed to be shouting at themselves, run forward, don't stop!

Hot blood splashed on the face, and the arms seemed to lift up their own hearts. The beating heart was like an eternal flame, and even the deepest night could not block it.

Everyone has their own choice. Each one of them chose a different path, and they intertwined their final lives with me.

(End of chapter)

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