Ghost Story Game Designer

Chapter 622 complete
The vast ocean can only support nine dream ghosts at most. They are existences that transcend the rules. They are fear and strange stories themselves. A word they say can turn into an endless nightmare, and a glance can make people lose their minds and go crazy.

After the Blood City buildings swallowed up the entire Zhemeng Town and the Blood City patterns filled the Tianmeng, every breath of the flesh and blood ghosts would have an impact on this deep nightmare.

Instead of becoming a nightmare for Hanhai, he completed his final promotion outside Hanhai.

"Is this the unspeakable? Is this the ultimate?" In the ruins of Lingguan, Bai Huang pushed aside the twisted corpses and crawled out of the pile of dead bodies carrying Fu Shu on his back.

"It's a bit strange." Fu Shu frowned and stared at the flesh-and-blood ghost behind Gao Ming. The huge body that almost occupied the entire Zhemeng Town was filled with a sense of oppression: "No! He is not strong enough, not enough!"

"Are you crazy?" Bai Huang threw Fu Shu down, dragged him with one hand, and began to move his shoulders.

"This flesh-and-blood ghost is indeed scarier than any ghost in Zhemeng Town, and stronger than all the horrors I have seen in the Eternal Life Pharmaceutical, but it is still not enough!" Fu Shu's eyes changed, and he was a little confused: "The unspeakable, invisible, and inexpressible in the records, he is still a little short of the unspeakable."

"What went wrong? Is it because the Blood City he relied on has been destroyed? That's right! The Blood City on him seems to be a dead city!" Fu Shu's voice was very low, but these few short sentences revealed that he knew a lot of things, and he buried many secrets in his heart and did not tell anyone.

Bai Huang quietly wrote down what Fu Shu said, calmly dragged him, and went to find the other two water ghost children.

Even if the sky falls, there are still tall people to support it, so Bai Huang can turn around at will, but as the "tall man" in Zhemeng Town, the situation of the existing ghosts and gods in Zhemeng Town is not good.

Seeing the flesh and blood ghost completing the final step of transformation, the chill on Zhang Mingli's spine never disappeared. The other ghosts were also sweating profusely. They had been locked, and any unnecessary movement might attract the attack of the dream ghost.

The Blood City is a nightmare that belongs to high-level people. With the help of the power of spiritual belief, blood-colored buildings appear in Zhemeng Town.

The three taboo gods represent the taboos of this deep dream. The flesh and blood ghost god had swallowed up the god of joy before, and just now he digested all the "useful gods". All the rules in Zhemeng Town are now stained with blood.

The most crucial thing is that the only door hidden in Zhemeng Town also fell into the hands of the Blood and Flesh Immortal. It doesn’t matter what was originally attached to the door, because now it has become the gateway to the Blood City.

The earth turned red, the sky and the earth were the same color, flesh and blood ghosts stood in the center, evil spirits from all directions, all the monsters and demons dared not move.

Cold sweat trickled down Zhang Mingli's temples. The air was heavy and the terrifying oppression of flesh and blood ghosts made him want to retreat, but he had no way to retreat.

Near the ancestral hall in the center of the town, large areas of stone bricks collapsed, and bloody water gushed out from the underground river. A pretty, graceful woman with a snake tail was forced out. Her chest and abdomen were covered with wounds, and in her arms was a living heart.

Feeling his heart beating, Zhang Mingli looked over there: "Chun Niang?"

The last missing part of Zhang Mingli, the heart hidden in the underground river was found by Chunniang. The transaction between the two was completed, but now Zhang Mingli dared not go over.

It was too depressing, too terrifying. The naked and brutal aura was not concealed and could tear everyone present apart at any time. "We seem to be really different now. It can be considered a blessing in disguise." Gao Ming welcomed a new life in his flesh and blood. His body, covered with blood city tattoos, looked like a god or a ghost.

It was not until Gao Ming spoke that the surviving ghosts and gods in Zhemeng Town dared to breathe a sigh of relief. Compared with the flesh and blood ghosts and gods, he was as kind as a family member.

"The evil spirit that was wreaking havoc in Zhemeng Town has been slain. Thank you all for your help." Gao Ming smiled at Zhang Mingli and said, "Teacher Zhang, if you still need something, I can help you."

"No need, we're all ready." After getting Gao Ming's permission, he quickly came to Chun Niang and put his heart back into his empty chest.

The soul and body, which were divided into nine parts, were finally complete after many years. At the moment when the heart fell into the chest, the horrific suture marks on Zhang Mingli's skin gradually disappeared. He began to become younger, and his flesh and blood seemed to merge into a deep dream, becoming light and elusive.

Glancing at the flesh-and-blood ghost, Zhang Mingli hesitated, and twitched his lips several times before speaking: "Zhemeng Town was created based on dreams, and I was born in the body of a dream, so I need to take back a part of what originally belonged to me."

"Please do as you wish." Gao Ming was easy to talk to and had no intention of stopping it. Anyway, all the things the flesh and blood ghosts wanted had been taken, so it didn't matter if the rest were given to Zhang Mingli.

"Thank you." Zhang Mingli wanted to swear. He was getting something from his own home and now he had to get permission from an outsider.

His figure became dispersed, and the next moment Zhang Mingli appeared on a huge rock at the entrance of the town. He closed his eyes and recited names one by one.

“Zhemeng Town has fallen into the hands of the evil god, and I’m afraid it will fall into deeper despair in the future. You have been used as bricks and stones by the Eternal Life Medicine to build the town. Now I’m giving you a chance to escape.” Zhang Mingli is the earliest “townsman” of Zhemeng Town. He has witnessed with his own eyes how batches of testers and various ghosts were thrown into Zhemeng Town. Zhemeng Town was built with the dreams of each of them.

Zhang Mingli was worried that Gao Ming would refine all these people, so he came to rescue them as soon as possible. Every time he read out a name, a name on the stone would disappear. However, what Zhang Mingli didn't expect was that the person who came to stop him at this time was not Gao Ming, but an old man wearing red clothes and covered with human skin.

"Do you want to destroy Zhemeng Town? They have been branded with the mark of Zhemeng Town and will have to stay here for the rest of their lives!" Meng Si walked over from the side of the Lingguan ruins. He was seriously injured, his belly was cut open, revealing the rotten organs inside.

"Every dream priest elected by the townspeople will die miserably, but you are the only one who survived." Zhang Mingli looked back at him with pity in his eyes: "You should be the manager of the Eternal Life Pharmaceutical hidden in the town, right? Use the substitution method to transfer your will to a body prepared in advance."

"I am not, everything I do is for the town!" Meng Si waved the offering in his hand to please the gods, but it had no effect and only attracted the cold gaze of the flesh and blood ghosts.

"Don't fool yourself. There is only the night watchman in this town who is foolishly maintaining order." Zhang Mingli glanced at Gao Ming's chest and didn't dare to say much. He concentrated on redeeming the name on the stone tablet.

After all the names were transferred to Zhang Mingli, he hooked his hands to the outer wall of Zhemeng Town, and a large number of curses emerged from the outskirts of the town and the underground river. They were so dense that people's scalps tingled.

(End of this chapter)