This time, I was not taken to the emergency room.

Almost bloodless, killing the monster on the third floor, the process is surprisingly easy, which shows that my current physical body has been strong to a degree, whether it is the power of the explosion monster, instinctive reflex, speed, etc., as far as my current body, the strength of the third floor, is obviously not suitable for me.

Not to mention anything else, the tyrant's cross slash, in the past, I could cut off half of my cheekbones, and just now you look at it, it also cuts a thin layer of skin.

These three personalities are also tragic, it took the old nose to sacrifice so many people, and in the end it was empty, thinking that they had invited God from the underworld, but in the end, they were just an ordinary dead soul, and they couldn't even reach the edge of the yin thing.

Although I won easily, I was not happy at all, on the contrary, my heart was filled with the cloud of death.

The fourth personality, the information brought from the underworld, kept me at peace for a long time.

I can't forget the desperate eyes of the fourth personality, the monstrous fear that comes from the depths of the soul.

It gives very limited information about Hades: darkness, despair, hunting, food.

There are only these four words.

But from these four words, I felt the most primitive and eerie fear of human beings.

In my mind, I imagined a picture, it could be a grassland, or a desert Gobi, black and white upside down, dead people, like pigs and dogs, frantically fleeing on the Gobi, a few bloodthirsty, distorted unknown species, standing behind and watching, this is their hunting ground, they are not even in a hurry, the game has just begun, the farther the pigs and dogs escape, the more interesting the hunt will be.

But I think that being hunted and killed is not the most terrifying, in the underworld, death has become the best relief, and it is the most desperate thing to seek death but can't.

The unknown species chased after them, bloody, and brutally killing everyone who escaped, whether male or female, old or young, and spared no one.

People don't really die, and after that, they will be resurrected in some way, and they will suffer again this triple pain of body, soul, and psychology, over and over again, with no resting day.

Maybe what I imagined was just a microcosm of the new underworld, and the real situation must be far more terrifying than I thought.

Whether it's the new underworld or the old underworld, the name has changed, but the core content should be the same.

Despair, blood, cruelty, and all sorts of unknown fears.

After leaving the third floor, I did not go to the VIP ward, but went back to the safe area on the first floor.

I crave people around me, as many people as possible, so that I can feel a little safe, even if they are all crazy.

Sitting on the bed, I lowered my head and looked at my hands.

These hands have been stained with too much blood, and although I have a clear conscience, one day, fatal cause and effect will find me.

Maybe that day, when I will die at the hands of bad people and my soul falls into the underworld, will I have enough courage to face that desperate world shrouded in bleakness and fear?

Will I be like those who have died, crying and begging for mercy, and my soul gradually annihilated in the abyss of eternal pain?

In addition to the fear from the underworld, there is another thing that has been bothering me.

Spatial Seal.

How does this work? Is there still a space sealer in the world? This kind of technique is too domineering, isn't it? If in the face of the enemy's group attack, the sealer seals everyone separately, leaving only the weakest one, slowly dealing with it, and breaking each one, isn't that equivalent to cheating?

The tyrant himself is not very strong, but the hand space seal left a deep impression on me.

The safe zone was a mess, with madmen crying and laughing and performing a human mime.

On the other side of the road, Lao Yan brought me a message, first received three days of electric shock and spasms, and when the rest was almost over, let me go to the basement immediately.

I can't imagine what kind of spooky stuff awaits me in the basement.

Two days later, at night, I suddenly thought about Su Yao, and I thought so much that I wanted to hug the little girl tightly and take a few bites on her delicate pink face.

What happened to Su Yao? Why don't you come to see me all the time?

Half-asleep, I heard a cry in my ear:

"Li Zhiwen, wake up!"

I opened my sleepy eyes and saw Zhu Feiyue squatting beside my bed, his face full of horror.

"What's wrong?" I yawned.

"I've just come back from the world of painting." Zhu Feiyue shuddered and took out a cigarette: "I told the insidious peak about the situation of the madhouse, and he helped me calculate a hexagram." ”

"What did the insidious peak say?" I asked, palpitating.

"He said, we don't have to go to the basement."

"Why?"

"To go, it is to die."

I sat up from the bed abruptly, my ears ringing.

In the dark ward, the cigarette butt shook in Zhu Feiyue's mouth, he took a few puffs and handed it to me: "My master's hexagram shows that it is absolutely impossible for us to deal with the things in the basement, and I won't hide it, let's just say it, as long as you take a look at the face, you will die by seeing the light!" Don't talk about fighting, give that thing a look, and we'll both die! ”

I took a random puff of cigarette and snuffed out the cigarette butt: "But, according to Hu Qingqing and Lu Tu's meaning, we must kill through the entire madhouse before we can leave?" ”

"What time is it? What about the two of them? Zhu Feiyue looked around uneasily: "They asked you to jump into the river, and you jumped too?" ”

"Listen to your brother Zhu, it's always right, take advantage of the night, let's run away now, the few nurses at the door, I can solve it with a breath."

I couldn't be clearer about how big the ability of the insidious peak is, and it will definitely not be wrong for people to say this.

This is strange, if the insidious peak can be calculated, why can't he calculate it? Still trying to let me go to the basement?

Or did Lu Tu already know that if I went to the basement, it would be equivalent to death, and he deliberately pushed me into the fire pit?

Thinking about it like this, a layer of cold sweat suddenly appeared in my clothes, in normal times, I may not be so afraid, the key, the information brought by the fourth personality from the underworld is too treacherous, the more I interpret it, the more I taste it, the more I have it in my heart.

I'm now terrified of death, and I have a terrible fear of the underworld.

Hearing the warning from the painting world, the insidious peak, now, I don't dare to stay in the madhouse any longer, before and after, we have been locked up for more than a month, and it is time to go out to breathe.

I am not a hesitant person, I originally remembered Su Yao in my heart, coupled with Brother Zhu's instigation, I immediately made up my mind, put on my clothes, and followed him out of the ward.

The asylum was heavily guarded, and the gate was guarded by four strong nurses, all armed with batons, smoking and chatting, one of whom had a tranquilizer pistol pinned to his waist.

There is an alarm bell on the table, and as soon as there is any movement, the nurses of the entire hospital will be the first to arrive.

I hid in the corner of the wall, looked around, and looked back, Zhu Feiyue was painting on the wall with a pen with a hideous face, and I whispered uneasily:

"Don't get killed, that's pretty much it."

"I know."

The corridor was pitch black, and I don't know what he had painted, but after a while, I saw the four nurses, as if they had fallen into an evil spirit, staggering, and in the blink of an eye, they were all down.

I quickly touched it, retrieved the key from one of them, and opened the door to the ward.

As long as you get out of the inpatient building, the rest should be much simpler.

Under the cover of the dark night, Zhu Feiyue and I staged a good show of flying over the madhouse.