Strange Game Designer
/ Strange Game Designer Chapter 425
Chapter 425: You discovered it a bit late
Muddy blood flowed on the ceiling, rotting corpses knelt down to worship, the vitality exuded a stench, and flowers of organs bloomed in the forest of flesh.
Driven by Situ An's violence, the cracks on the headless clay sculpture continued to increase, and eyes opened inside Situ An's body. This madman was on the verge of exploding, but he was still consuming God's power crazily.
The future **** never thought about actually helping Situ An. It just didn't expect that Situ An would go to such an extent. He tore his body seventeen times and started again. It had consumed too much in order to break open the chain clay sculpture. In the end, This time Situ An even showed the madness of dying together. He seemed to want everyone to die, including the gods and himself.
The head has not yet returned, and the main consciousness of the future **** who went to hunt down Gao Ming is rushing back. In its eyes, the vast sea is just a livestock farm, but those ants want to kill the **** one by one!
God may also be wondering why all the madmen in the vast sea have gathered here.
"It's about to be born! The future child of God! God's flesh and blood!" Xia Yang excitedly bit the blood vessel in front of him, letting the dirty blood flow into his mouth. His body was further merging with the underground parking lot: "God's will You haven't come back yet, let me draw your body!”
Flesh and blood surged under his body, and strange lines appeared on Xia Yang's clothes and exposed skin. They were clay sculptures of future gods drawn by himself. There was no respect for the gods in his eyes, and he even dared to paint the gods all over. whole body.
Crawling in a meandering way, Xia Yang quickly moved towards the corner of the parking lot.
Situ An, who had unleashed the power of clay sculpture, frowned slightly. He completely aroused the anomalies in the underground parking lot, completely alienating the entire area. However, those strange flesh and blood objects ignored Xia Yang, as if Xia Yang and them had the same origin.
"I have retrieved the clay sculptures of the God of the Future and the God of the Past. Their things are mine." Situ An waved his arms, and the blood on the ground twisted into a fleshy snake: "My flesh and blood body was destroyed by Gaoming. I'm missing a suitable body now."
God treats people as pawns, and people plot against God all the time. Situ An suppresses the black faith in his body that is about to get out of control, and carefully hides his own **** faith. It is his deepest secret, and even his mother does not know.
"What a cruel and pitiful guy." Gao Yun, who was wearing the white armband of the student union, was still held by the big hand formed by the will of death. Situ An was very careful about him, but it seemed that Gao Yun didn't care about the safety of his body. He looked at He was looking at the corner of the parking lot, with no greed in his eyes and a sneer on his lips.
"What should we do? Let's go there too!" He Jing looked at the twisted Xia Yang walking through the meat forest, his face pale: "He's going to 'swim' away!"
Fan Fan couldn't make up his mind either. Xia Yang was entrusted to him by Gao Ming, but now the situation was completely out of control. In desperation, he asked Xishan for help: "We are both members of Class 13, did Gao Ming tell you something?" ?”
"That's right! I see that your hands have been hidden in your pockets. If you have any trump cards, use them quickly!" He Jing was also anxious. Mouths grew on his skin, and those mouths had their own thoughts. Some are laughing and some are crying!
Xishan clenched the purple underwear in his pocket, his face turned green: "You can't let me hit the three of them, can you?"
Blood rain swept across, everyone's body was mutating, and violent vitality gathered in the land of death.
Xia Yang, who was swimming at the front, was the first to notice something was wrong. The corpses in the meat forest gradually became complete. The auras emanating from them were cold and chilling, and the corpses near the corners were basically wearing a white student union armband. This The scene looked extremely strange. It was obviously the time when a newborn was born, but the corpses seemed to be attending a funeral.
"No, no!" Xia Yang suddenly turned his head and looked behind him. His eyes jumped past Situ An and landed on Gao Yun.
Gao Yun, who was gripped by death, also happened to see Xia Yang. He opened his mouth and bit his tongue without any hesitation. His eyes were bulging out, his life was gone, his body quickly withered, and an invisible wind blew to the corner of the underground parking lot.
The body gripped by death fell to the ground like a broken puppet. Gao Yun's body tilted its head and stared at the seventeen corpses hanging around the pillars. The last expression on its face was a smile.
The eighteen corpses corresponded to the eighteen soul locks on Situ An's soul. It was as if Gao Yun had known this information in advance. At this time, all the blood flowing out from these eighteen corpses was poured into the headless body of the future god. Among the clay sculptures.
Situ An drew away the power of the headless clay sculpture, and Gao Yun's blood began to fill the clay sculpture.
"You want to grab it too?" Xia Yang and Situ An both realized something and accelerated suddenly. As the forest of meat was torn open, they were getting closer and closer to the cries and calls for help!
The number of corpses was decreasing, and the number of headless women that Xia Yang had seen began to increase gradually. Their bodies were connected to the blood vessels that covered the underground parking lot, and most of them even wore the white armbands of the student union on their arms.
The bad premonition in his heart became stronger, and Xia Yang did not care about cherishing the "beautiful" works, and roughly got into the deepest part of the meat forest.
When he opened the branches made of flesh and blood, the cry for help stopped abruptly, and the invisible wind blew past Xia Yang's body and fell into the darkness.
In the hidden corner of the meat forest, the bodies of several citizens wearing white student union armbands twisted together to form a sloping bed of meat.
Lying on the flesh bed was a woman who was about to give birth. She was holding onto her companion's arm, her body was shaking in pain, her facial features were distorted, but her eyes felt familiar and cold.
"White student union armband?"
Situ An, who came later, also saw the woman. All the life was flowing in the direction of the woman. The unfinished life of the deceased was in vain, and the life that the future **** had taken away from the river of time was all merged into the woman's body.
"Is it you? Gao Yun?" Situ An's eyelids twitched.
"Have you known the future god's plan for a long time? Send your followers into the underground parking lot in advance?" Xia Yang figured it out the moment he saw the other person: "In order to take away the child born from the future god, you let How many people must die to become its mother?”
The underground parking lot was used as a morgue by residents of the community. After Gao Yun learned about this, he not only did not avoid it, but also asked his followers to "perfect" it and build a "hotbed" for the birth of the gods.
Xia Yang's words frightened the others. Looking at the corpses wearing white student union armbands, several people felt chills. They thought Gao Yun would have a better personality, but who knew he was the most ruthless one!
Gao Yun has been in the tunnel of the cycle of life and death for who knows how long. Gao Yun's understanding of life is rather extreme. Unlike Gao Ming, who can forget the pain and start over, he has endured it until now.
"What a pity." Gao Yun's voice came from the woman's mouth, and she looked at the headless clay sculpture. Her blood and faith were flowing in the cracked clay sculpture: "You found it a little late. "
(End of chapter)
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