Ghost Story Game Designer

Chapter 423 Fighting
Looking at Situ An's face, Gao Yun paused for a moment and said softly, "I don't want to fight you either, but you're always such an eyesore. Gao Ming will be here soon, and you still have time to run now."

"The one who should run away... is you, right?" Situ An seemed to remember something. He did not attack Gao Yun this time. His pupils turned and he looked around.

The development of the plot deviated again. Gao Yun clearly remembered that after the previous seventeen flashbacks, Situ An always said that it was Gao Ming who should escape.

Why did he change his name? What did Situ An realize?
After coming out of the tunnel, no one or ghost could detect Gao Yun's ability. This was the rule that Gao Yun mastered himself.

After licking the blood from his lips, Situ An's gaze rested on the corpse that had just been hung next to the pillar. The black faith under his skin began to surge, and his will seemed a little unclear.

With his five fingers grasping the end of the chain, Situ An's expression was very strange. He seemed to be trying hard to suppress his smile, and his face skin was a little distorted.

Frowning, Gao Yun reached a hand into his pocket. He noticed that Situ An seemed to be feeling something at this moment?
"My soul was pierced by chains, and my body was covered with wounds. I have been tortured in the torture chamber for this period of time." Situ An grabbed the few remaining chains on his body: "But I have never given up. Even if there is only a slight possibility, I will try my best to survive."

"If you say a few more nonsense, Gao Ming will follow the induction and come here. I have bad news to tell you. He has left the apartment of the Past God and entered this building." Gao Yun's expression returned to normal. He seemed to be numb to everything. There was no extra emotion in his eyes.

"What I hate most is talking nonsense. If you think I'm just chatting with you, then you're not far from death." Situ An looked into his soul carefully, and seemed to have finally confirmed something. He could no longer suppress the smile on his face: "I've waited so long, just for this moment!"

The black faith beneath the skin had accumulated to a terrifying level, and cracks appeared on Situ An's skin. This time, his aura was obviously more terrifying than the previous times, as if he was deliberately hiding his abilities.

"I don't know what your trump card is, nor do I know what I will face. In fact, I doubt everything, including myself." Situ An's voice was trembling, and it was unclear whether it was due to severe pain or extreme excitement. "My memory is completely normal, and there is no change in my body. Your ability is indeed very special, but you overlooked one point."

Standing there, Gao Yun seemed uninterested in what Situ An said.

"You made me forget a lot of things, but your ability seems to be only for one person. You can't make me and the chains representing Gao Ming forget at the same time." Situ An didn't know what Gao Yun's real ability was, but this sharp madman noticed a detail: "My body is pierced by eighteen chains, each of which is engraved with the names of those who were tortured to death by me. I endure their torture day and night, but how many chains are still on my body now?"

Gao Yun's ability can only work on one target. Situ An did lose his memory, but every time he used the power of the clay sculpture of the future god to break through his own restraints, the chains would become fragile.

This madman might have discovered the problem during the second retrospection, but he had been holding back and not exposing himself. He went back again and again, lost his memory again and again, and became keenly aware of the problem again and again, and then confirmed his plan.

Situ An has full confidence in himself. He believes in himself at every moment. It is for this reason that he made such a choice.

“Although the Future God and I have a divine contract, it never intended to let me go from the beginning. Without your help, it would not be so kind as to burst out its power again and again to break all the chains for me. That insidious and vicious god was even prepared to use this to threaten and control me!” Situ An didn’t say any more nonsense. The remaining chains on his body were full of cracks, and only one chain was left intact: “Thank you, Gao Yun, thank you for helping me regain my freedom!” “You’re welcome, even if you know the answer, I will still do it.” Gao Yun’s reaction was not intense: “I am eroding the clay sculpture of the Future God. Every time you come back, you will help me consume its power, making it easier for me to occupy it. That’s why I didn’t care about you.”

Situ An did it for freedom, Gao Yun did it to make it easier to erode the body of the clay sculpture of the future god. The two sides are enemies, but they maintain a tacit understanding. When conspiracy doesn't work, they use open conspiracy to force the other party to do things that are beneficial to themselves. What does it matter if they see through it?

"Everyone gets what they need only when the strength is equal. I don't believe that you can use your ability without a price. Now the balance has tilted." As soon as he finished speaking, Situ An's back and arms were torn apart, and his eyes opened among the hideous wounds. This should be the first time he used all his strength to activate the power lent to him by the Future God.

"Without your help, I would not be able to escape. To show my gratitude, I will bury your body together with Gao Ming's." The flesh and blood in the entire underground parking lot was growing wildly. The headless clay sculpture slowly raised its arms and made the same movements as Situ An.

"Snapped!"

The cracked chains shattered before his eyes, leaving only a chain that pierced through Situ An's collarbone intact. However, as Situ An laughed, countless black threads crawled out of his body and tightly wrapped around the chains.

This time Situ An did not come closer. Gao Yun's eyes darkened and he began to move forward. As long as the body used as a sacrifice died, the backtracking would be used again.

"No wonder you're not afraid. It turns out that death is a condition for you to use your abilities." Situ An and the headless clay sculpture stomped the ground. The tragically dead bodies in the underground parking lot clasped their hands together, closed their eyes, chanted scriptures, and turned their bodies one by one.

The dead man opened his eyes and the thick deathly aura grasped Gao Yun like a huge hand.

Situ An did not kill Gao Yun, he just wanted to trap him.

After doing all this, Situ An attacked the last chain while keeping an eye on his surroundings, looking for Gao Yun's real body.

"You and Gao Ming said that I was an evil ghost. You sacrificed people one after another just to use your power once. Compared to evil and indifference, what is the difference between you and me?"

Situ An's eyes scanned the surroundings. Not only did he not see Gao Yun, he didn't even know what Gao Yun's true form was. What did he look like?
"As expected, people talk more when they get older." Gao Yun's voice didn't change. He was about to say something when he suddenly turned his head and looked somewhere.

On one side of the wall formed by flesh and blood, someone dug a hole with a sharp knife. You can vaguely see Fan Li holding on to Xia Yang who was trying to get in.

(End of this chapter)