"Do these soulless zombies really exist, or what do they represent?"

However, Makoto's thinking didn't make much sense, and in the blink of an eye he thought, the voices of zombies sounded on the other side again. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Obviously, luring the zombies to another room and killing them won't solve the problem at all.

Room 2 has more cutlery on the basis of the original, the same simple wooden cutlery.

Makoto frowned slightly, and chose not to enter room number two.

Although Makoto would love to see the next changes, intellectually speaking, the increasing number of changes is likely to express the direction in which things are going from getting worse and worse, which is not uncommon in the novels, movies, and games that Makoto has seen in his previous life.

However, he also has other worries, there are also many works of reverse thinking produced in the information explosion in his previous life, and there are many stories that follow the development, but there are also countless contrarian brain holes.

If you want to break the game, you have to face the anger of the layout person, and there are also many characters who die like this.

In previous lives, too many people had OCD by choice, not because they knew too little, but because they knew too much about both.

Although Makoto has the same compulsive compulsion to choose as they do, he finally chooses to stop in room one and wait and see.

Because he really doesn't have much time.

Makoto didn't know how long he had wasted his time here, but Elena had been gone for a while, and he was anxious about what the battle was like on her side, what enemies she was facing, and whether she would win.

So, whoever you are, change quickly, go berserk, I really don't have time to play the house games with you." ’

Makoto stopped paying attention to room two, and instead sat down at the table next to him.

If you want to change, then I'll give you the reason to change, and there is still time for attitude. He thought so.

As time passed, Makoto became more and more anxious, but he knew that he shouldn't show it in his attitude.

Streams of blood began to emanate from room two, and it seemed that Makoto's style had indeed accelerated the changes in room two.

Makoto's current vantage point was just right to see a corner of it, and at some point, red blood began to spread in it.

Makoto frowned, obviously unhappy with such a change, he wanted a bigger change, not a meaningless change in the environment.

"Poof. ”

The sound of an object falling into the water is heard.

Makoto's eyes lit up, and his hand gripped the scimitar tightly.

With this pop, the sound of dripping water continued to be heard as if pandering.

The opposite side of the situation is accelerating.

With the sound of dripping water, the voices of those zombies became much quieter, but Makoto knew that the sound of being smaller did not mean that the strength was weaker.

"Smack. ”

The sound of water droplets suddenly sounded from behind Makoto.

Makoto, who had been prepared, rolled forward to dodge and swung a backhand behind him.

But the knife slashed into the air, and there was nothing behind it.

Makoto's eyes narrowed, and he found the source of his overreaction.

It was a drop of blood, a drop of red blood that had completely splattered.

"Smack. ”

Another red thread slipped from Makoto's eyes, and a blood splash splashed on the ground with a snap.

Topmost!

Makoto looked up sharply, but what he saw was a picture he hadn't expected.

A brand new room, or a room that is a step closer to room one or two.

The same room, the same columns, the same tables, chairs, and zombies, but unlike the One, the one above is a room covered in blood, with zombies hanging on the pillars and zombie remains on the dining table.

Seeing the blood, Cheng was slightly stunned, he hurriedly turned his head to look at room two, but at the moment when he turned his head, his head was slightly dizzy, and for a while he felt that the sky was spinning, and his body actually flew to the sky.

No, it should fall into the sky.

Gravity seems to be reversed!

The original room was already five or six meters high, and when the two were superimposed, the height of more than ten meters made Makoto fall heavily on the masonry that was only covered with blood.

Although he is indeed much stronger than he was in life, this time is obviously enough for him. His head bounced the masonry, and he fell into a dizziness.

Heaven and earth are reversed.

The No. 1 room Makoto was in before slowly disappeared with Makoto's vertigo.

Pale flames began to appear in the eyes of the zombie that had been hanging on the pillar and lying on the dining table, and the soul fire that had not appeared before was ignited again.

The red blood that shouldn't have appeared on the zombie's body at all turned black and green in an instant as they woke up, and then poured towards Makoto.

As if alive, the blood wriggled and began to envelop Makoto's body, then eroded inward.

The pale soul fire burned in the eyes of the zombies, then set itself on fire, and burned towards Makoto with the blood he left behind.

For a moment, the room changed color again, and the pale soul fire began to burn wildly, and countless soul fragments of the bearer poured towards Cheng.

"Ah!!!!!!h

Makoto, who was already in a state of dizziness, let out a long scream, and the soul fire that didn't belong to him seemed to tear apart his body.

"Get out of here!"

The sharp stinging pain caused Makoto to burst into his purest consciousness, and an invisible vibration swept away part of the flames on the surface of his body like a stand.

But that wasn't enough, and in the area hit hardest, a hand made of soul fire slammed into Makoto's head from the depths of the flames.

This hand seemed to awaken the memories of the zombies, and with the appearance of this hand, the zombies composed of flames rushed out of it as if they had received a signal.

"I said get out of here!"

Cheng burst into a shout, turned over, and slapped the zombie composed of soul fire closest to him with one palm.

These zombies are somewhere between visible and invisible, and can be instantly reborn even if they are scattered, but each time they attack, Makoto feels like he is torn apart.

Although Captain Ghost is not a ghost, it is clear that this kind of soul attack damage is not small.

In just a few dozen seconds, Makoto's body was attacked dozens of times, making his existence a little unstable for a while.

The most important thing is that his body has been in a depressed discomfort.

"Gross. ”

The strong tearing sensation made him unable to suppress his instinct to control it anymore, and the ghost ship resumed operation, as if he had eaten too much, Makoto felt sick to his stomach and opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of seawater.

However, the bitter water that was beaten out played a powerful role, and a zombie that almost pounced on Makoto's face was directly poured on his face.

"Ah!" a short soul howl rang out.

It was as if it had been doused with water, and the zombie made of soul fire was extinguished almost in the blink of an eye.

The world was silent in an instant.