Chapter 732: Chapter 732: A Hero and also a Devil
Fu Sheng had finished his last words to Han Fei. The old man who personally handed over the Black Box to Han Fei ultimately chose not to resurrect within Han Fei’s soul.
He laid out his past before Han Fei, growing from a child into the Unspeakable. Looking back, what he found hardest to forget was his life before he obtained the Black Box.
Guided by the Shrine, Han Fei, who was hidden deep in the original ghost’s brain sea, drew ever closer to the statue of Fu Sheng in the Shrine. After many dangers, the now-grown young man took from the old man’s hands a candle that emitted a faint glow.
As Fu Sheng’s face began to blur, Han Fei’s face gradually erged on the statue.
This seed to signify so sort of inheritance, as well as a turning point between two eras.
The old man who once shouldered the world faded away completely, and everything was handed over to Han Fei.
Whether to beco the ghost of a thousand devils who brings chaos to the mortal world, or to be the hero who saves reality, it all hung on a thought from Han Fei.
Fu Sheng’s tests for Han Fei had all ended here. The path ahead would now depend entirely on Han Fei himself. In all the Shrine mory Worlds and Manager tasks, there would no longer be kindness and hope. Han Fei was about to directly face the true darkness.
“Fu Sheng, don’t think you can die so easily!” From the decaying insect cocoon, within the spreading Poison Scars, and from the bodies of all the living who had undergone Resurrection Ceremonies, a venomous and cold voice ca forth.
Finally, at the last mont, the Dream could no longer sit still. It activated all traces of itself left behind in this Shrine mory World.
It was like a virus of the Shrine World, parasitic, lurking, breeding en masse, and ultimately manifesting disease.
Fu Sheng’s Shrine mory World had been thoroughly probed by the Dream, but perhaps because it had not obtained the secrets it wanted, it had not yet openly turned against Fu Sheng.
But now things were different. If it couldn’t have sothing, neither could anyone else. So, it would rather destroy the Shrine than let Han Fei possess Fu Sheng’s mories.
The Poison Scars called out to the true Dream, and a terror far greater than hatred erged from them. It had no physical form, only a voice, but it made the very thought of resistance difficult to muster. This was no longer a fight on the sa level.
“Fu Sheng!”
The voice within the Poison Scars seed to co from a million miles away, forcibly descending upon the Shrine. The dark and deep hole above the Paradise in the sky was instantly ripped open, gushing out vast amounts of blood. Blood-red stars spilled from the hole, filling the night sky and taking the shape of a gigantic butterfly’s wings.
As the dream-like, imnse butterfly appeared, the Shrine mory World also began to irreversibly collapse. High-rise buildings near the night sky fell in layers, and then the giant butterfly crashed into the Shrine at the Opening of Ghost Heart of the original ghost.
The ever-expanding Paradise lay beneath the butterfly’s wings, and the ultimate destruction of everything had arrived.
The night sky here no longer belonged to Fu Sheng, though Fu Sheng showed no unusual reaction; it was as if he saw nothing, rely saying his final farewells.
“Within my mories, I’ve retained so of the consciousness of the living who don’t yet know they have died. I hope you will treat them kindly.” The face of Fu Sheng on the statue had beco indistinct. The buildings, fierce ghosts, and monsters in this Shrine World were becoming as blurry as Fu Sheng, but many living people in the city remained unaffected. As Fu Sheng had said, they were not fictional constructs based on his mories, but rather, Fu Sheng had told them a kind lie. He had brought those who could not bear the pain of death into his brain sea and built them a city with his mories.
Yellow-haired, Little Jia, and Li Guo’er’s bodies slowly disappeared, and all the familiar figures Han Fei knew were fading away. Within the crowd, only his wife and Little Eight stood still.
The woman watched as Fu Tian rged into the black fog, and slowly, she began to rember so things.
“So it turns out…”
Wrinkles appeared on his wife’s face, her hands beca rough, and her body aged rapidly. She was no longer the person Fu Sheng rembered in his mories, but had turned into the figure she was before her demise.
“That child, he kept in his own ‘Brain Sea.'” His wife was actually Fu Sheng’s stepmother, but she treated Fu Sheng with even more affection than her own biological son. If Fu Sheng truly wished to resurrect soone, it wouldn’t be himself, but Fu Tian’s mother.
Butterflies turned into nightfall, swooping down. Every person and ghost in the city was a target of the attack, and if the nightmare wasn’t stopped promptly, everyone within the shrine would perish.
However, the crux of the problem was that within the mory World of the shrine, there wasn’t any force capable of halting the Unspeakable Will.
As the Master of Shrine, Fu Sheng couldn’t protect everything either. All he could do was try his best to send out as many souls that lived within his ‘Brain Sea’ as possible, to help them find soone worthy to follow before their annihilation.
“It’s over. In despair, I obtained the Black Box, and with everlasting regret, I was buried in the Deep World. In exchange for being forgotten by everyone, I gained a glimr of hope.”
“Han Fei, the road ahead is yours to walk alone.”
“At the very end, I want to apologize on behalf of Fu Tian. The tragedy of Kuangxiao was an accident, and your arrival was another. If you want to heal Kuangxiao, you must first heal yourself…”
The face of Fu Sheng on the God Statue completely vanished, replaced by the face of Han Fei.
When he fully occupied the God Statue, countless souls and wills in the city turned into white light, rushing toward the shrine. Before the butterfly wings fell, they plunged into the God Statue.
Manager’s and my convergence dissolved within Paradise. Kuangxiao, to avoid being crushed by the dream, was also forced into the God Statue and once again rged with Han Fei’s will.
In the end, besides Han Fei, there was only one soul that did not hide inside the God Statue in the entire city.
His wife climbed onto the body of the First Generation Ghost. What everyone else feared as Evil Ghosts she viewed rely as a disobedient child.
She picked up fragnts of the shrine that had dropped, exerting great effort, and step by step, entered the pathway, staying beside the shrine.
Within the God Statue, Han Fei’s will shouted out to his wife desperately, but she rely waved at Han Fei and then gently smiled.
“Take everyone and leave. I will stay behind to accompany Fu Sheng. He is the pride of my life, and I will not let him be alone,” his wife said, holding a fragnt of the shrine in her arms, leaning against it. She looked up at the boundless butterfly wings falling, as if admiring the sunset with her family, “Whether he is a sinner or a hero in your eyes, in mine, he will forever be a child, my child.”
The souls that lived in Fu Sheng’s mory were absorbed into the God Statue, and to Han Fei’s surprise, the last thing Fu Sheng entrusted him with was not to choose the right side of the Black Box or kill the dream, but to take these souls with him.
The butterfly wings that obscured the sky began to fall, the shrine was crushed. Now fully in control of the God Statue, Han Fei also heard the system’s prompt.
“Player Number 0000, please pay attention! You have found your true self with ninety-nine deaths, and now you have been reborn!”
“Player Number 0000, please pay attention! You have successfully completed the D-level Shrine Inheritance Task—Resurrection! The Shrine Inheritance Task is currently the highest difficulty task, and you have earned a triple experience reward!”
“Congratulations on gaining recognition from the Master of Shrine and successfully inheriting the completely destroyed Level 7 Shrine—Resurrection.”
“Resurrection: The unique ability of the Level 7 Shrine, to resurrect the dead!”
“Specific attributes of the shrine may vary slightly with changes in the God Statue, please check after the God Statue has been established!”
“Player Number 0000, please pay attention! The regret of the previous Master of Shrine has been partially alleviated, and the forr Master will grant you one wish!”
“Please choose one of the following five rewards!”
“Advance one level (limited to level 40 and below); randomly increase four attribute points; unconditionally heal and repair the souls of ghosts and monsters below the level of hatred, and increase their friendliness toward you by fifteen points; awaken an E-level talent that exists within this mory World; take out a certain item or ghost/monster (below the level of hatred) from the mory World.”
“Player number 0000, please note that the hardest role for a person to play is actually themselves. In the Shrine mory World, you have seen your true self clearly through ninety-nine deaths, and your master-level acting has successfully advanced to level four.”
“Player number 0000, please note, you have gained one thousand units of hidden virtue bestowed by Fu Sheng.”
“Player number 0000, please note, you have received all the souls protected by Fu Sheng’s mory Fragnts! This is the most precious gift Fu Sheng left for you!”
“Player number 0000, please note! You have successfully advanced to level twenty-five! Free attribute point increased by one!”
The roaring thunder exploded right next to Han Fei’s ears as he watched Fu Sheng’s mory Shrine being crushed by the butterfly created by ng Hua. As the shrine collapsed, the city that recorded Fu Sheng’s past began to dissolve.
Holes tore open in the sky, revealing the eternal night of the outside Deep World, and when Han Fei opened his eyes again, he had left the Shrine mory World.
He fell heavily to the ground, his body covered with ninety-nine scars, hovering on the brink of death.
Opening the attribute panel, Han Fei added all his free attribute points to his physical strength. At level twenty-five, his physical strength had reached forty-two points.
Every ten points in physical strength and brain power represent a significant breakthrough. After adding points to his physical strength, Han Fei climbed up from the ground. He felt an endless power within his body, as if his body would not fall as long as his will did not give in.
The rumbling in his ears did not stop just because he left the Shrine mory World. Han Fei looked around and found himself standing at the highest point of the paradise, the ground littered with fragnts of shrines and god statues.
“Han Fei! Han Fei!”
“What happened?”
Familiar voices ca from the paradise. Han Fei saw the residents of Happiness Residental Community, their expressions horrified, their bodies nearly transparent. During his absence, it seed that a great catastrophe had also occurred in the paradise of the Deep World.
“Get down! Get away from there!”
An indescribable sense of oppression ca over him. Han Fei instinctively looked up to see the night sky turn kaleidoscopic, dreamlike, like a pair of spread butterfly wings.
“The will of dreams?”
A massive butterfly slid past Han Fei and crashed into the Maze Park.
Accompanied by the grating noise, the Maze Park collapsed downward, revealing a passage constructed of countless life locks to the spectators.
One end of the pathway connected to the Deep World, the other to layer upon layer of dreamscapes.
Under the impact of the butterfly’s will, the complex maze of dreams was pierced through, and people on the other side of the passage could see the scene on this side.
“The passage of the Maze Park is connected to the Shallow World; the dream has completely opened it up!”
Sweat broke out as Han Fei imdiately took out the Beast Path Mask from his backpack and put it on.
On the other side of the passage, the large number of players gathered in the Paradise Maze also looked this way, their gazes locking onto Han Fei.
“Is this the hidden map?”
“Who is that person wearing a mask? Is he a player too?”
“Why do I feel like I’ve seen him before?”
“Could the inheritance ntioned by the Chairman of Eternal Life Pharmaceutical be hidden inside? Brothers, let’s go for it!”
The news that a large number of professional players had disappeared in the Perfect Life Paradise Maze could no longer be concealed, and many players ca to investigate the maze every day. At this mont, they all beca witnesses, seeing Han Fei standing on the platform at the other end of the passage.
Players still considering this as a ga began to attempt entering the passageway, but every player who entered was hunted by the remaining ghosts and nightmares in the maze, their ga characters dying before they could even react.
“Dreams are a master at manipulating hearts; it used its last will to open the passageway. It wants everyone to see my true self and make the enemy of all players.”
The passage from the Deep World would bring endless disaster; at this mont, Han Fei, standing on the platform, was the only living person the players on the other side of the passage could see.
His appearance had already been morized; those unaware people, stirred by dreams, could easily mistake him for the mastermind, the source of all disasters.
Han Fei had chosen to open both sides of the Black Box, and in a sense, he was indeed different from Fu Sheng. The dream intended to use this difference to make Han Fei be betrayed by the very people he fought to protect, to let him live in agony, and eventually to force him into darkness.
Forcibly opening a passage to the Shallow World was just the first step; an Unspeakable being targeting soone would attack from all sides at once.
“I must find a way to close the passage.”
A large number of unaware players died, and the curious along with the trouble-seekers began gathering here. Word spread from one to ten, ten to a hundred—the news of a passage appearing in the Maze Park quickly disseminated.
The Paradise Maze had been destroyed by dreams, and Fu Sheng’s shrine inside the maze had also beco fragnts. The current situation was extrely dangerous for Han Fei; one wrong move could lead to his complete downfall.
Picking up the God Statue that was only half remaining, Han Fei descended from the platform; his voice couldn’t reach to the other side of the passage to stop players from coming over, so he had to leave on his own.
After reuniting with the neighbors of Happiness Residential Community, Han Fei also learned from them what had happened in the Shrine World after his entry.
Xu Qin and Youfu followed Han Fei into the shrine. anwhile, those left behind, the Building-jumping Ghost and the Painter, clashed fiercely with the clown in the park. Victory hadn’t been decided between them when the night sky turned colorful. A will of the dream emanated from the deepest part of the world, marking the location of the park.
Beyond that, many other miscellaneous events had occurred, but Han Fei didn’t listen in detail, as the urgent matter at hand was to deal with the park’s passage.
“A large number of players saw ; first, I need to create an alibi to clear away the ‘suspicion’ on myself.” Han Fei went into a room by himself, asking Zhuang Wen to guard the door, and then he used the Soul-summoning Talent.
Ghost Gate slowly opened, and Han Fei summoned Bai Xian into the Deep World.
“Han Fei? What happened to you? Why are you so severely injured!”
“Brother Bai, I’d like to ask for your help.” Han Fei removed the Beast-faced Mask from his face and handed it to Bai Xian: “Could you play a role for ?”
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