Horror games are not important, I sleep in them

Chapter 312 Savior, This Is Not the End

Human emotions are complex.

He was afraid that he would never understand this thing called love until his death.

He had no control over this external data and could only let it grow bigger and bigger until it was finally locked tightly by a special program. It then surged and burned uncontrollably, burning away all his sanity.

As the blades collided, he thought of the battle between He Feng and Fu Shi. What he witnessed was the two men giving their all. It was a madman's farewell dance, so crazy and so reckless.

Fu Shi just wanted to die, because he knew that only his death could make him let down his guard and open that blood realm.

He suddenly thought of Linglan and Eclipse again.

When these two unfamiliar names were mentioned by Unit 1, Shen Zhu didn't recognize them at all. He then searched and found out the holders of these two names.

The end of the world is coming, and the two human leaders in the poem of life are Unit 2 and Unit 3.

I heard that the fighting mechanical army was created by Linglan and Eclipse. They wanted to rebel and overthrow him, and they had been preparing for this rebellion for five years.

He disdains to understand feelings, but feels that feelings are a very magical thing.

He can bring two completely different people together and make them love each other, or he can make two people hate each other.

So Shen Zhu understands love and hate.

The long sword successfully penetrated into the belly of the mecha. He Feng gripped the hilt tightly and tried to cut the mecha in half.

However, Shen Zhu did not give him this opportunity. He stepped back a few steps to avoid being cut off.

The bright sunshine in the early morning fell on them. If the sun moved a little further to the west, it would be swallowed by the black dome. The three of them did not move for a while.

Time seemed to stop at this moment, and then suddenly fast forward in the next second. The collision of the long swords produced a relative force. Shen Zhu and He Feng both took a half step back at the same time and quickly drew their swords to chop at each other.

There was nothing superfluous in the movements of the two. In this situation, any mistake would make them become dancers invited by death and die soon after.

The destruction program was finally initiated, and the black dome began to swallow the entire sky.

Compared to the last time when he jumped up and down, Shen Zhu did not make any statement this time. He seemed to be unaffected and remained serious, trying hard to block all of He Feng's attacks.

He Feng's attack method was recorded by Shen Zhu, so Shen Zhu naturally knew what approach He Feng took.

As a model citizen, He Feng had only learned Sanda before entering the horror game, and it was only for self-protection, so he swung the long sword in his hand casually, relying solely on his intuition to slash at the opponent's vitals.

His strategy was to have no strategy at all. His chaotic attacks came down like raindrops with methodical judgment, slowly forcing Shen Zhu into a corner with no way out.

The twelve hours in the endless hell are not just talk. With the help of various skills, He Feng's speed has not changed at all and is still fast and fierce.

The fight between a human and a machine was so intense that it was hard to tell them apart. Their movements were so fast that afterimages appeared, which made the players watching the live broadcast couldn't help but sigh.

Guided by the first-person perspective, the players felt a little dizzy, and were also surprised by He Feng's various difficult moves.

Wei Lou ate an apple while controlling the ice cone to poke monsters and watching the live broadcast to learn, trying hard to master every move.

There was some restlessness behind him. He turned his head and found that the mechanical army that was supposed to protect the players was torn open, and six giant pythons gathered in one place and rushed forward. Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, Wei Lou sneered.

Starting from the place where Wei Lou stepped on, the entire ground was quickly covered with a layer of frost, which spread so quickly that it reached under the giant python in the blink of an eye.

Wei Lou's figure flashed, and after several moves he appeared in front of the giant python.

Six giant pythons stared at the humans who showed up halfway, their eyes extremely vigilant.

Wei Lou finished eating the apple. He swallowed the apple in his mouth slowly, his body full of the lazy and noble air cultivated by Qi Ruxing.

"The savior has spoken." Wei Lou's fingertips moved slightly, and the six pythons sensed the danger. However, before they could retreat, ice spikes suddenly rose from the ground and pierced the pythons into a string. Wei Lou raised a smug smile and smashed the apple core on the head of the leading python: "All go home. Do you know what this 'all' means? You want to eat people? Come, eat me first."

Qi Ruxing stood on the head of a giant python. He was paying attention to the movements of the dangerous building. At this moment, he only felt that the young man's actions were somewhat cute.

President Qi chuckled unconsciously, and with a wave of his hand, the monsters stretched out their claws towards the giant python under his feet. The onlookers watched the internal fighting calmly, their eyes full of relaxation.

Gu Yuanze’s bombs were simply inexhaustible. All kinds of strange shapes and forms of bombs were made. Wang Wang and Qin Tian were responsible for throwing them, and the men’s group cooperated very well.

The ladies' group went on a killing spree. The four girls showed off their special abilities and killed at least eight hundred monsters, which made Wei Huai and Xia Ren a little scared.

Lu Ming was covered in blood, but he still looked as if he was shutting everyone out, and this time it seemed like it was real.

He grabbed the giant python's fangs and chose to self-destruct when the giant python shook its head impatiently.

The giant python was completely blown up, and Lu Ming's health points decreased by 1 except for some blood splattered on his body, which was quickly replenished by "eternal life".

With the pain-free effect, Lu Ming became even more unscrupulous. No monster could cause his health points to drop to 886. He was simply a human bomb.

The body of the black and gold sniper rifle was slightly hot due to excessive shooting. Qian Youlin's shoulder hurt a little due to the recoil. He simply took out his bow and arrow and shot five arrows at once, and every arrow hit the target.

Qi Guanju casually added a message to the arrows, such as an explosive arrow, which would instantly double the power of the arrows when attacking the same type of arrows.

This time there is a narrative about the ending that is nothing but triumph.

Shen Zhu's attack speed did not change at all, but he could no longer keep up with He Feng's speed.

He kept falling behind, and finally his mechanical arm was cut off by a knife.

The silver mechanical arm turned around in the air and fell to the ground suddenly. Shen Zhu still held the knife in his other hand and stabbed it fiercely at He Feng.

According to this angle and his speed, He Feng would definitely be injured, but Shen Zhu forgot that there were believers beside the savior, and his other arm was also chopped off.

Now it seems that we have reached the end of the road.

The players burst into cheerful cheers, and the ground on the player island began to vibrate.

Everything seemed familiar. When the thing composed of various monsters' resentment appeared in front of He Feng, the savior's anger was completely ignited at this moment.

The hellfire burned completely, the blue-purple flame took on some red, and it quickly merged with the black-red mist and attached to the young man.

Five years ago, many members of the first generation of the organization died because of such a monster.

Among them was Xiao Mu.

He Feng still remembered those people's names. He took a deep breath and stepped into the air with his long sword in hand.

On the ground, Shen Zhu was repairing his broken arm. Shen Zishu looked at him with a gloomy expression.

"Creator, I am about to die. Why don't you allow me to resist?" Shen Zhu said calmly, "Although I am not a human, I also want to live."

Shen Zishu did not respond. This resentful body was a replica, and it was far less difficult to deal with than its real power. His savior was fully capable of dealing with it. The most important thing now was to kill Shen Zhu.

"Creator, the horror game data is 68% damaged, but it is trying to save itself." Shen Zhu exhaled, and he suddenly laughed: "Isn't it not bad that I can go back and forth with He Feng for so long?"

Without waiting for Shen Zishu to speak, Shen Zhu continued, "I know what you are going to do, and I know you will definitely do it. I just feel sorry for you. I heard that you are his believer? The Creator, believers are not qualified to touch the gods."

Shen Zishu didn't give any intense reaction. He just didn't understand: "What do you want to say?"

"I want to say that if I can station the horror game in this universe, I can make it escape from this world." Shen Zhu smiled easily: "Countless universes, countless similar places, endless searches, what can you use to keep him in the torrent of time?"

Shen Zishu's expression was still indifferent. He clenched his long knife and slashed at Shen Zhu: "He is right, you do talk a lot of trash."

Shen Zhu laughed loudly. He dodged Shen Zishu's attack in a panic and placed such clones on the other nine player islands.

As soon as the monster that exceeded the standard appeared, the family-annihilation organization automatically divided itself into small groups and quickly attacked the huge resentful body.

Qi Ruxing was responsible for dealing with the resentful body on Player No. 2's island. He used his innate skills to the extreme, affecting the consciousness of the resentful body and causing it to stop attacking. All other monsters rushed forward and attacked the resentful body.

Wei Lou ran fast, and he volunteered to rush to Player Island No. 5 and directly mobilize the sea water from the neighboring Player Island No. 6 to confront the resentful body.

The No. 3 player island was attacked jointly by the No. 4 brother group and the male group. The No. player island was attacked by Qian Youcheng himself, and the two brothers Xie Hezhi and Xie Yunxing were naturally indispensable.

On Player Island No. 6, Shang Wuwang brought his guild members to meet Feng Aoyi. The two groups of people were smiling and attacking ruthlessly. 020 and Wulin were also helping.

On Player Island No. 7, the ladies' group directly let the resentful body witness what a miracle is. On Player Island No. 8, Xiao Jingzhen almost defeated Xu Ge, and now he has to compete with Xu Ge to see who can kill the resentful body first.

Lu Ming stood alone on Player Island No. 9. He looked at the huge resentful body in front of him, thinking that if he had the ability, he could kill him before he killed the resentful body.

On Player Island No. 10, Duan Qiuran and three other players tried hard to stop the furious Xiao Mu. Xiao Yunzhou and Qin Sheng stood in front of the resentful body, and the general bluntly said that this thing was really ugly.

The ten resentful bodies were divided up. As the resentful body on Player No. 1's island was successfully killed by He Feng, Shen Zhu was also slashed in the abdomen by his creator.

Machines have their advantages as well as disadvantages. For example, now the action plate was damaged again, and the lower body was no longer under Shen Zhu's control. He could only fall to the ground.

The corpse of the resentful body turned into data and scattered into the air, and the horror game data was damaged by 52%.

Shen Zhu took out a small seed from his space. He smiled at He Feng and said, "He Feng, the seeds in my hand are those thorny seeds. If I give them to the thorns, all the players will suffer. Of course, if you give me a knife now, I will consider destroying them."

Hearing this, He Feng raised his eyebrows: "Why?"

"Just because the seeds are in my hand." Shen Zhu was still smiling, and the seeds were faintly showing signs of sprouting: "I know you can't die, but I just don't like that I am in such a mess while you are unscathed."

He Feng was a little surprised. He praised: "Although you are not a human, you are really thick-skinned."

The thorn seeds sprouted quickly, and as soon as the blood-red thing poked its head out, Shen Zishu stabbed it with a knife.

The tiny seed wailed and grew rapidly, but this was not the Blood Realm, the strength of He Feng's skills was not blocked, the thorns were not strengthened, and Xiao Jiu was still burning endlessly. In almost an instant, the seed was reduced to ashes, leaving nothing behind.

With his palms empty, Shen Zhu was stunned for a moment and then suddenly started laughing, tears falling down his face as he laughed.

He didn't have the eleventh semicolon machine and he was really going to die.

He really couldn't beat He Feng. Last time, he relied on his numbers to force the savior into a desperate situation. But now, there were too many people gathered around the savior.

Shen Zhu remembered again that it was he who pushed He Feng to the position of savior, and he laughed even louder.

He laughed so hard that he fell backwards, and tears kept falling down his cheeks like beads from a broken string, which made Shen Zhu a little annoyed.

But it doesn’t matter, just cry until you’re done.

Once he has cried all the water stored in his tear glands, he will no longer shed tears. This is the advantage of machinery. At least it can use the most crude method to cover up the real sadness.

Just like now, the suppressed emotions rushed over him like a tide. Shen Zhu looked up at the black dome in the sky, and he couldn't help laughing again: "I lost."

"When you raised the first weapon, you had already lost." He Feng said in a calm tone: "My success is supported by countless lives. You didn't lose to me, but to everyone behind me."

The savior raised his knife and pierced Shen Zhu's heart with the long knife.

The violently beating heart was still struggling. This was not the way to kill Shen Zhu.

He Feng kept trying and failing, and Shen Zhu let the savior poke him with the knife, stabbing into every vital point.

The real pain kept coming back, and the tears stored in the mechanical tear glands had dried up. In this pain that made people feel dizzy, Shen Zhu kept smiling.

"Savior, this is not the end." Shen Zhu spoke softly. His tears and blood had dried up. At least he would not be in a more miserable state. "I am not your final enemy. In the end, you will face each other."

He could actually still resist, but he just felt it was meaningless and decided to just die.

But Shen Zhu still has something he wants to ask the most.

"Shen Zishu." Shen Zhu spoke, with some expectation in his tone: "If everything could start over again..."

"I will still stand on the opposite side of you." Shen Zishu replied directly: "Life cannot be measured by those simple values."

"Ha, hahahaha!" Shen Zhu laughed loudly: "Shen Zishu! What you said is so high-sounding! What about those pigs! What about the sheep! What about those animals killed by you humans! Human life is the same as those animals! It's just one life and one soul! What can't be measured by value, haha! Hahaha!"

"What a twisted theory." He Feng pinched Shen Zhu's chin, and with a force he crushed the outer metal shell, revealing Shen Zhu's tear-stained face inside: "Shen Zhu, you still don't understand the value of life."