The students on the stairs were all silent, staring blankly as the masked man took out his dagger and stabbed it in the boy's head. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"We're going to end this, take it!"

The masked man handed the boy's iron rod to one of the people beside him, "There should be other students who have been tortured to the point of delirium, I need you to put an end to their suffering, not to let them stand in the way of our movements, not to let them shatter our hopes." So ......"

"All the unmasked students are our enemies, and we must kill them all for ultimate victory."

Someone hesitated and said, "It is necessary to ......"

"Yes!" The masked man said, "Wake up! We're fighting! Put away your little bit of womanly kindness for me, we can't fail, we can't fail! They can be resurrected when they die, and if we fail, everyone will die with us!! ”

"That's right, we have to be responsible." The masked man holding the iron rod made up his mind and walked upstairs with the stick in his hand.

As the masked man said, it was far more than that one person who was blinded in his heart, they could smell the residual smell of blood in the air in the process of going up to the third floor, the smell of blood was very strong, the air seemed to become viscous, and before he had crossed a few steps, a gust of wind blew down from the stairs, and the fishy smell suddenly made several people unbearable, and they spit out the contents of their stomachs.

And at this time, the people on the second and third floors rushed up together, and the dozen or so people who were piled up in the stairs were rounded up and down.

Rushing down from the third floor was a man whose scalp had been cut off, blood slid down his head, and his entire head was covered in blood, the man was holding a fire extinguisher, and the black sprinkler shot out a sky full of white powder, and the fire extinguishers used in the school were dry powder fire extinguishers, and the powder was sprayed all over the place.

A strong tingling sensation was felt in the mouth and respiratory tract, and the skin was also stimulated to a certain extent, and there was a feeling of soreness.

Unable to breathe, the masked man took the lead and rushed forward, rushing forward with the dagger, he could feel his shoulder touching the metal, the dagger stabbed down the edge of the metal, his hand felt warm first, and more and more warm liquid washed over his hand. The masked man grabbed the metal that was holding him in his way with his other hand and threw it to the side, clanging and the fire extinguisher fell to the ground.

The masked man closed his eyes tightly, turned the tingling sensation in his eyes into strength, and pushed the person in front of him forward with all his strength, the person whose scalp was cut off was pushed to the wall, the masked man put all his strength on his arm, moved it upwards vigorously, and the dagger he held was torn all the way up, the man's skin was like a layer of pork skin that had been cut, the thick white fat was exposed with blood, and the smooth and bloodshot large intestine slipped off most of it.

This scene stunned the students who were following the scalp man, and their nerves were stimulated the moment they saw this scene, reflecting all the panic in their hearts.

They took a few steps back uncontrollably, and the masked man raised his hand and wiped his eyes with the warm blood that flowed from his hand, and after a long time, his slightly hagged back straightened, his shoulders twisted from side to side, and he let out an indescribable moan.

Playing with the dagger in his hand, the masked man turned into a beast, stepped forward on tiptoe, and swooped down to the front of the group, the dagger pointed straight at the heart.

Plug and pump, plop!

Blood gushes out like a spring.

With a wave of his hand, he landed on the ground with his palms.

The cold light flashed, and the blood rained down.

The students, who were originally almost crazy, were eroded by another, more rampant killing intent, corroding every corner of their bodies, and they forgot the physical pain and the fear that the person gave...... Because the fear that this person has given them is even stronger.

It's a battle between madmen, and whoever is crazier wins.

The masked man is crazier than them, so the masked man wins, they are scared and awake.

The madman stood in the blood-colored corridor full of wreckage, blood stained on the windows, the sensor lights in the ceiling, and the yellow-white lime walls, the blood kept flowing, and under the soles of his shoes was thick blood, and the blood flowed through the corridors, up the stairs, and down the stairs.

The people who were fighting at the top of the staircase felt the intense misfortune, and they stopped, whether it was the people at the top of the stairs or the people on the second floor, they forgot each other, forgot their purpose, and looked helplessly at the bleeding below.

What the hell is this? Here it is...... Hell?

The man standing in the stairwell was suddenly pushed away, and a blood-red arm grabbed their shoulders and pushed them to the side, and before the stunned student realized what was happening, an ice-blue dagger stabbed straight into his head.

At this time, everyone saw it and understood what was going on here.

The demon, covered in blood and with his hands stained with blood, came down......

The bloody eyes were like ghosts asking for their lives, staring straight at a student in front of him, who was holding the iron staircase that had been removed from the upper and lower beds. The student was quite fair-looking, he looked like a clean and good student, and he was, he was a good student, and he was just frightened, and he did it because he didn't want to be tortured.

The madman's hand crossed the stairs and rested lightly on his shoulder, just a simple gesture that the good student peed his pants in fright, but no one laughed at him.

The madman did not laugh at him, but he did not change his mind because of his fear, and the madman lifted the hand holding the dagger. The good student wanted to run, but he couldn't run, and his legs were shaking.

He could only watch in silence as the madman aimed at his pupils and submerged the entire dagger into it.

The good student died.

The others ran.

The madman tore off the sheets from the next bedroom with a rag, roughly wiped his body, looked at the students who were standing on the stairs and said lightly, "Let's go, go and kill him." ”

Without hindrance, more and more people came up from below, although there were only about 50 people coming up, but it was enough. More than fifty people were enough to pile up the hallways of the dormitory, and the large group made their way up, and the stairs were full of their people, who smashed open the locked iron door of the rooftop and rushed in.

The moment they slammed the door open, they heard what sounded like a metal wire snapping in one of the directions, hitting the iron door with a crisp sound.

Before they realized what was happening, they pushed the iron door open to the limit, and the iron door hit some hard object, and the hard object got stuck behind the door.

"Wait, do you smell it?"

Someone said suddenly.

"It smells like gas."

"Oops, run!!"

They finally understood what was going on, someone had set up a mechanism behind the door, and they would open the valve of the gas tank whenever they opened the door.

They wanted to evacuate as fast as they could, but they forgot that their people were piled up on the stairs and corridors, and it took time to convey information from the beginning to the end, and the crowd could not walk, and the death bell rang with the sound of arrows rushing through the air behind them.

It was a metal-to-metal collision at high speed, with sparks flashing in the air.

The violent explosion sound accompanied by the heat wave behind him hit at the same time, the iron door blocked part of the damage, but dozens of students behind the door still could not escape this disaster, the flames and air waves easily ended their lives, the iron door was affected by the huge impact force, a large area of distortion, breaking through the door frame, hitting the corridor, the iron fragments of the gas tank pierced the iron door.

Screams and shouts rang out one after another.

It was a hell of charred and blood-red.