My Healing Games

Chapter 821 The Most Terrifying, Desperate, and Crazy Class

We come from the abyss and hell, we share the same name, we embrace the night, we are made into bottles filled with nightmares, drifting on an endless ocean of despair.

But there's no need to be sad for us, because we were born for this.

Han Fei's three souls merged with the brain fragment of Number Two, granting him the right to use the unspeakable brain fragment. His fate thus became intertwined with the fusion of the brain fragment of Number Two.

The thirty figures in the Crimson Orphanage were unable to leave the classroom, and Kuang Xiao had no intention of opening the door for them. However, the rope of fate that had merged with Han Fei descended into his mind.

The other children remained where they were, but the blood-red figure on the far left slowly raised its hand.

Everything seemed predestined; the child seemed to have foreseen this scene unfolding in the future many years ago.

Fate intertwines, and life is full of crossroads, but that child always manages to find the right path.

Blood Shadow raised his arm, and the rope of fate that pierced Han Fei's brain fell right into the Crimson Orphanage.

Without Han Fei and Kuang Xiao's permission, the blood-red figure sitting on the edge of the classroom gripped Han Fei's fate.

The tolling of the soul bell echoed in his mind, the gears of fate turned little by little, and the door of the Blood Orphanage classroom was opened for the first time. The blood-red figure, holding Han Fei's fate in its grasp, appeared at the classroom door in a wheelchair.

"We come from the abyss and hell, we are scarred, we leap through the night into the flames, and our ashes are scattered across the sky. But there is no need to grieve for us, for we were born for this purpose."

The heaviest and most terrifying memories that Kuangxiao carried were released, and the blood shadows walked out of the classroom one by one. Their bodies were much more illusory than before. Some of the death memories of the thirty children had been transferred by Kuangxiao to the brain of another lucky one.

If it weren't for that lucky person helping Han Fei share the burden, the moment Blood Shadow Number Two walked out of the classroom, Han Fei's memories would have been crushed.

The taboos of reality and illusion were simultaneously broken, and Han Fei's fate was now completely intertwined with that of the thirty children.

The Crimson Orphanage occupied Han Fei's mind. Without the support of his three souls, Han Fei's consciousness plummeted endlessly in the Crimson Mind, and all his memories were suppressed beneath the orphanage.

Unable to resist, it seems that the meaning of his personality's existence was solely for this moment.

Looking up, the gates of the Blood Orphanage had been opened.

The thirty most ferocious, vile, and desperate monsters in the world stood on the sea of ​​blood. They looked at Han Fei, who had sunk into the depths of his mind, and then slowly stepped aside.

The bell stopped, and a laugh filled with endless agony rang out. The maniac stood among the thirty children, among the thirty crazed and terrifying monsters, and officially took over Han Fei's body.

"You can't bear this pain. Get some sleep and don't interfere." With a maniacal laugh, he and the thirty children walked toward the gates of the Crimson Orphanage. Their revenge had begun.

The pillar on the sixty-first floor was covered with cracks. Han Fei, who had been unconscious, opened his eyes again. He smiled and lay down on the pillar with countless human faces on it, using the living pillar of the skyscraper as a pillow, letting the roots of those plants pierce his soul and drag his body into the pillar.

“I am the only survivor of the Crimson Night, but Number Two’s brain was removed a long time ago. He found a way for the children to exist in another way.”

The threads of fate spread outwards, and the brain fragments hidden by the garden owner throughout the floors all heard the maniacal laughter. Their fates were tightly bound together, and no one could separate them.

For the first time, the foundation of the skyscraper was shaken, the staircase swayed, the flesh-and-blood rules established by the gods were broken, large sections of the building collapsed, and the black rain outside, like an enraged black ocean, crashed wildly against the building.

The gods were angered, but Number Two and the Laughing One chose a very clever time.

Black chains, inscribed with names of crimes, pierced through the dark clouds and blocked out the night sky. As problems arose inside the building, many people saw a figure standing on the top floor, who seemed to be the true darkness of the deeper world.

The god followed by countless believers and criminals is brewing a catastrophe in reality that will overthrow the new Shanghai. His power in the deep world is being sealed off layer by layer by a night watchman he has never met before, and now is his weakest moment.

"What do you want to do?!" Ji Zheng looked at Han Fei with a hint of fear in his eyes. His body was trembling. His intuition, honed through life-and-death experiences, told him that the person in front of him was extremely dangerous and was not Han Fei at all!

The only response to Ji Zheng was laughter. Before Xu Qin could grab him, his body was completely submerged in the living stake of the skyscraper, and the plants dragged his soul, flesh, and will through the living stake.

"He's offering himself up as a sacrifice? Those things will drag him before the gods and offer him up!" Mr. Mo shouted anxiously. Xu Qin also returned to the pillar. She roughly knew the relationship between Kuangxiao and Han Fei. She also remembered that Han Fei once said that Kuangxiao had borne all the pain and that if he could, he would be willing to give everything back to the other party.

Without the slightest hesitation, Xu Qin tore open the human pillar. No matter what Han Fei's choice was, she would not let anyone take Han Fei away.

Xu Qin, Da Nie, and the Empress, who represents the beautiful fantasies of the gods, all entered the central pillar of the building.

Keep striving upwards, keep chasing after the best!
Hysterical laughter echoed through the skyscraper as all the brain fragments sealed by the gods broke free from their shackles, guided by the threads of fate.

They converged on the pillar where the maniacal laughter was, rising layer by layer until the maniacal laughter once again saw the statue of the god hidden in the pillar.

The statue, half flesh and blood and half clay, held two blood flowers in its hands. The twin flowers were half in bloom and half withered.

Black chains pierced the statue's body, and countless ghosts and monsters from within the building were rushing towards it. The source of all the chaos and calamity was this inconspicuous statue.

"Skyscrapers are shrines built from corpses. The statue of the garden's owner is hidden inside the living human stump of the shrine. This pillar is the spine of the god. If you want to kill it completely, you must first destroy its statue."

The maniac laughed wildly as the flesh-and-blood statue drew ever closer. His laughter was grating and manic. The blood shadow that was with him broke free from the memories that bound them.

Thirty children who were once weak, helpless, and abused have grown into monsters that everyone avoids!

And the maniacal laughter took on the burden of everything for the thirty children, making them all one.

Preparations will begin on the blood-red night; every drop of blood spilled will be reclaimed tenfold!
The hand that was laughing wildly touched the statue of the garden's owner, and all the remaining memories of him and the thirty children began to burn.

Cracks appeared in the shrine belonging to Han Fei in the Deep World Paradise area and the Dead Building area. The hysterically laughing statue slowly suppressed its smile, and now Han Fei's own face was revealed.

As the blood blossoms fell, a maniacal laugh stood before the blood-and-flesh statue, pressing down on the god's eyes.

"Usurpation of God!"

Xu Qin, who was following closely behind, tried to stop them, but it was too late. She laughed wildly, along with the despair she carried, and entered the garden owner's shrine memory world with the thirty children!
The deity is not dead yet. To forcibly enter its memory world, one can only rely on the god-usurping ability of the second brain fragment.

Xu Qin drew her sword and slashed at the god's neck, but was stopped by the empress behind her.

As they fought, the building seemed to decrease in height, and terrifying auras emerged. All sorts of grotesque and cruel divine creations crawled into the building and became life-giving structures!

Xu Qin was repelled by the statue and could not get close at all, while the ghosts inside the skyscrapers seemed to have heard the call of the gods and began to merge into the statue.

One by one, the grayed-out ghost cards fell to the ground. All the sins chosen by the gods and all the works created by the gods were absorbed into the flesh and blood idol, while only the great evil ghost sneaked in on Han Fei's side.

"Apart from those who were killed and the Joker owners who weren't in the building, it seems the rest were all eaten by the idol." Ji Zheng climbed up the rotting corpses with difficulty. Looking at the scene before him, he no longer had any hope that Han Fei was alive.

Looking at Xu Qin, who was fighting against many enemies, Ji Zheng's hand holding the camera trembled. He was terrified. In reality, he was a very timid person. He didn't like to cause trouble, nor did he want to be a hero. He had come to this point simply because he was unwilling to bow down to those dirty and dark things.

"I'm a corrupt night watchman who's fallen from grace in this building, so I should be able to blend in, right?"

The group led out by Han Fei quietly approached the statue. Lacking the strength to participate in the bloody battle, they could only avoid the battlefield and try to sacrifice themselves.

The flesh and blood on the statue continued to grow, and one of the blood flowers in his hand withered completely, while the other bloomed fully.

The torrent of memories swept over Han Fei's soul. Amidst the maniacal laughter and the thirty children blinding the gods, Han Fei also grasped the last thread of fate and followed behind them.

"Attention, Administrator No. 0000! You have successfully triggered a C-level shrine quest—God Usurper!"

"Usurper of God (Rank C): Kill Gao Xing and become the new god!"

"Attention player number 0000! You have successfully triggered the C-rank shrine quest - Twin Flowers!"

"Twin Flowers (Rank C): The player's level is too far below the level of this quest. Please choose one of the following two options to complete it!"

"Mission Option 1: Kill Han Fei and become yourself!"

"Mission Option Two: Protect all thirty children in the class. Mission failure occurs if any one of them dies!"

(End of this chapter)