Bloodshot flashed, splattering into fine scarlet neon on the walls.

At the same time, a painful wail came out weakly, like a deflated balloon, and the sound became weaker and weaker.

The voice in his ears seemed to come from another planet, separated by a long time and space and a vast sea of stars, reaching Lu Shaozhen's ears in the misty terminal, and he only felt that the spirit soul had detached from the entity, and saw his dying appearance from another angle.

Are you going to die just after gaining power? Is this ability so unbearable? Or are these sculptures too tough?

Lu Shaozhen thought about what happened in the hospital from beginning to end, his eyes narrowed, all his senses seemed to be dulled ten thousand times, and even the speed of time became extremely slow.

He stared at the almost static picture in front of him, not thinking of any mistakes in the whole incident, he fled from Yun Daixi's side and followed the trail of the black shadow, and then he tracked it all the way to the corner of the stairs between the fifth and sixth floors, where he received the spiritual corruption of the black shadow, if it were not for Hongjun's care, he would definitely fall into the threat of the black shadow.

And at this moment, he knew that the sixth floor was in danger and had to go downstairs to find a way out, and because of this, he fell into the ghost wall, and the only way out was to come to the sixth floor! But there is a dark shadow waiting for the rabbit on the sixth floor, thus blocking his way out.

Could it be that there is no way out in this hospital? Is it where people die? So why go to such a great length? Wouldn't it be easier to just pronounce one's own death sentence? Could it be that its happiness is based on the suffering of others? And in addition to torture, there will be dissatisfaction?

At the beginning, he thought that the creator of the Havoc game was a pervert who tortured others for fun, but in the subsequent levels, he found that it was actually just for his own demon hunter's bloodline, and the Havoc game was like a touchstone, and only by withstanding the ordeal would he awaken his own bloodline, so as to provide necessary help for Pu Yangsheng's unknown purpose.

So what is the purpose of this black shadow, that is, the man in the fog? He deliberately pulled himself up to the sixth floor and led himself into a dilemma, was it just to torture himself? Or is it the same ulterior motive as Pu Yangsheng?

But by this time these have become useless thoughts, and under the shadow of death, any exploration that has nothing to do with survival has lost its meaning. Lu Shaozhen heard his heavy breathing, his spiritual world was gradually replacing reality at this time as the image of his soul mirror, he looked at the skull composed of black smoke in the mirror, and suddenly had a mixed state of mind.

Life is like a dream, it ends now, Shaobing, my brother can't find your news, you can forgive your brother, my brother's only wish is that you can be safe.

"Boom!" Endless echoes came from the back of his head, and Lu Shaozhen felt in a trance, and immediately closed his heavy eyelids.

At this moment, the moment Lu Shaozhen's consciousness disappeared, a slender figure gradually appeared on the stairs. This figure is like the ultimate villain who is long overdue, revealing a strange feeling from head to toe under the cover of the moonlight.

With the slight footsteps ceased, the woman was already standing entirely on the sixth floor, and it was strange that the statues saw that instead of taking an offensive stance, the statues stood with a completely resigned attitude.

"This kid fainted." In the darkness, the foggy man emerged, "The person who lives in his mind seems to have obvious intentions at the moment, that is, he has taken a fancy to his brain, what should we do?" ”

This woman's face was immersed in the thick darkness and there was no expression to be seen, she just stood motionless for a long time, and then said: "Don't worry, this is Pu Yangsheng's territory, although we can hold on to this square inch of land, we can't stop Pu Yangsheng's erosion, he has been coveting the ancient treasures all these years, and now that he has found the bloodline of the demon hunter, he will definitely try his best to interfere with his awakening." ”

"What should I do?"

"We need his strength." This woman suddenly turned her head to stare at Lu Shaozhen, and a fierce look crossed her eyes, "We need his strength to counter Puyang Sheng's army!" ”

The man in the fog lowered his head silently, and then revealed extreme sorrow in his tone: "You have worked hard all these years, not only for the faith of our deceased heroes, but also for the opportunity to rise in the world." ”

"It's a trivial matter, but the most important thing is to be able to maintain the original expectations in this muddy world and not be tainted by worldly interests." The woman's eyes exuded determination, "The most important thing is to be true to yourself." ”

The man nodded in agreement, and with a slight wave of his hand, the statues poured into the depths of the corridor, and if your eyesight was good enough to see through the darkness, you would find that above these statues there were countless ghosts freeing from the wooden body.

After the ghosts detached, the statue never moved again.

"Take a good look at this young man, maybe you won't have the chance to get so close to him again." The man said.

The woman was unmoved, she just came to Lu Shaozhen's side and quietly looked at the latter's face, and then she took out the bamboo skewer from her neck and rubbed it for a moment, gently placed it on Lu Shaozhen's forehead, and then the woman leaned down and kissed deeply on the bamboo skewer.

Maybe that's the only way to kiss you, my love...... Lu Shaozhen......

The corners of the woman's eyes were a little moist, but the crystal tears were quickly replaced by heavy hearts, and she then looked at Lu Shaozhen's arm.

Thanks to the predecessors of the Heroic Spirit, his strength was exhausted, otherwise Lu Shaozhen's consciousness would be gradually eroded, and the consequences would be unimaginable in due course...... It's dangerous......

When Lu Shaozhen woke up, the first thing he felt was foggy, and then all kinds of memories poured in, and he sat up and looked around.

Seeing that there was no trace of the battle all around, and the fragments of those statues were quietly gone, he couldn't help but check his body, and was immediately surprised to find that he didn't have any injuries on his body.

What's going on? Is it another dream? He couldn't help but look at the staircase, only to see a "six" written on the wall next to the staircase.

Now it's the sixth floor? This is a strange phenomenon, as there is no floor number near the staircase on other floors.

In order to determine whether he was dreaming or not, Lu Shaozhen pinched himself fiercely, and the pain that instantly poured into his brain reminded him that everything was real.