My Healing Games

Chapter 980 Eleventh Layer Nightmare Last Will

The two shrines represent two different destinies, and different choices will lead to different outcomes.

Han Fei and Huang Ying both placed their hopes on Shen Luo, hoping that this exceptionally talented player could help them eliminate a wrong option.

Being treated with such importance for the first time, Shen Luo was a little nervous. He hesitated between the two shrines for a long time before finally stopping next to the shrine with its doors tightly closed.

"I chose the one that looks more normal."

"Okay, let's go to another one then."

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"You can't put your eggs in one basket."

The three people stood in front of different shrines, each reaching out towards the shrine in front of them.

After Shen Luo touched the normal shrine, dazzling butterfly patterns appeared all over his body. These patterns intertwined and wove together into a pair of enormous dream wings under the influence of the shrine.

The room was filled with the wings of dreams, and Shen Luo's eyes were constantly changing as many memories that did not belong to him were stuffed into his mind.

At this moment, Shen Luo resembled the butterfly that Han Fei had killed; they were almost as if they had been made from the same template.

The dream wings closed, enveloping Shen Luo. Then, the divine gate of the shrine in front of Shen Luo slowly opened, sucking him into it.

The dazzling patterns made the shrine beautiful and ethereal; the shrine seemed to hide all the beauty and blessings of the world, a true paradise.

In contrast, Han Fei and Huang Ying's choices were based on the fact that a god on the verge of death was imprisoned in the shrine before them.

Limbs pierced by sharp blades, a statue bound by red ropes, and an overwhelming sense of death and despair.

When Han Fei and Huang Ying touched the shrine, they were both enveloped by the despair within it, their souls and wills feeling as if they were about to be torn apart, and they could faintly hear mournful cries.

The shrine before them was growing larger and larger, and their bodies were involuntarily moving closer to the crack in the shrine. At this moment, the god in the shrine was filled with boundless killing intent. It seemed to have been tortured to the point of losing its mind and wanted to kill all living beings that approached it.

The colorful blood had all drained away, leaving only despair and resentment within the divine body. The nearly severed head slowly turned, and the statue looked at Han Fei.

At that very moment, the mark left on Han Fei's body by all the previous owners of the black box was triggered, and the complex ghost patterns stained Han Fei's body red.

The imprisoned god seemed to sense a familiar aura emanating from Han Fei. Even though he had lost his reason, he could still recognize it. Because he was too familiar with that aura; it was left behind by his closest relative.

The killing intent surrounding Han Fei and Huang Ying began to weaken, and the statue stretched out its arm toward Han Fei.

The murder weapon pierced his arm, and his body was drenched in colorful blood. His world had always been full of color, even though that color was painted with his own blood.

Han Fei struggled forward, knowing that the god before him was dangerous, but he still couldn't help but grab the other's hand.

"Touching the secrets deep within the soul."

The killing intent had dissipated, and Han Fei's abilities were not hindered in any way. He clearly saw a child inside the statue.

The child was wearing a brightly colored children's outfit. He always had a beautiful imagination about the world. Although he was a ghost, he hid the gentleness and longing of the human world.

He was born in the darkness, but was lifted up by a pair of large hands and taken to the place where the sun rises. He spent a childhood that he could never have imagined before, until those hands left, and his world became dark and gloomy again.

"He's Fu Sheng's child? Fu Sheng raised him in the real world for a long time?"

Han Fei wanted to know more, but the tenth layer of nightmare had begun to collapse. In the last moment before his divine gate closed, the paper airplane that Number Two had given him fell into the shrine.

After making their choice, Han Fei and Huang Ying fell into an even deeper nightmare.

If the first to fifth levels are the surface nightmare, and the fifth to tenth levels are the middle nightmare, then Han Fei and Huang Ying have now entered the final stage of the nightmare. They are getting closer and closer to the shrine, and the dream will begin to go to any lengths!

Opening their eyes, Han Fei and Huang Ying returned to the building shrouded in gray fog, but Shen Luo was nowhere to be seen.

"The tenth level of Nightmare is a shrine?" Han Fei looked up at the end of the stairs. Each time he cleared a Nightmare, he would get closer to the shrine. He and Huang Ying were already very close to the shrine.

"Han Fei, I have some very bad news to tell you." Huang Ying's expression had been grim ever since he left the tenth level of the nightmare.

"what happened?"

"After we made our choice, I heard a system notification, but I was still in a nightmare and didn't have time to look at it." Huang Ying opened the attribute panel: "After I came out, I glanced at it and found that the system had notified me that a hidden quest had been triggered."

After clearing the tenth level of Nightmare, Huang Ying's attribute panel underwent a subtle change, with faint patterns appearing on it: "The contents of this hidden quest... never mind, you can see for yourself."

Han Fei looked at the attribute panel shared by Huang Ying, where a striking colored task prompt appeared in the new task section: "You have successfully triggered the A-level hidden task, Perfect Life, which is currently the most difficult task."

Mission objective: Your life isn't perfect because someone stole it. No restrictions on methods or means; the goal is to defeat player number 0000, Han Fei, before anyone else succeeds.

Task Rewards: Obtain an additional A-level talent, level up three levels, randomly awaken a personality, obtain a method to exit the game, and obtain a location hint for the Perfect Life Black Box.

Upon seeing the mission rewards section, Han Fei took a deep breath. For ordinary players, their greatest desire right now is to quit the game; for those mega-guilds, the Black Box might be more important than their lives.

For example, the existence of the top five guilds in the entire server, Inevitable Truth, is to find the Black Box. That legendary box not only represents the original shares of Eternal Life Pharmaceuticals, but also hides the secret that Eternal Life Pharmaceuticals can start a biological revolution!

"The information was indeed sent by the system. As the gray fog envelops the entire city, is Dream about to take control of the AI?" Huang Ying and all the players in the main city will be enveloped by that huge gray cocoon, and the inside and outside of the cocoon will become two different worlds.

“The dream mobilizes both ordinary and top players. Even if only one-tenth of them believe in it, your situation will become very dangerous.” Huang Ying said with some concern: “You can leave the game normally and stay here to save people, but in the future you may be attacked, insulted, and slandered by those people. They may even want your life.”

"Dividing me from ordinary players is exactly what Dream does. The more it does this, the less I can leave." Han Fei had regained his composure: "I've experienced all kinds of slander and false accusations. When you insist on doing the right thing, you will always be misunderstood."

“I’m worried that Meng has other tricks up her sleeve.” Huang Ying closed the attribute panel. He hadn’t expected Meng to be so vicious, let alone so terrifying. If things continued like this, Meng might actually replace the AI ​​in the shallow world.

"We should speed up our exploration." Han Fei's paper airplane fell into the shrine. He wanted to ask Number Two for another one, so he led Huang Ying out of the building shrouded in gray fog.

"After leaving the area shrouded in gray fog, my attribute panel returned to normal, and the quest disappeared. What I just saw felt like a dream," Huang Ying said, quite surprised.

"It seems the Dream Intervention System needs the help of the Shrine's Gray Fog." The situation is still not optimistic for Han Fei. The gray fog is spreading throughout the city and will soon completely envelop the main urban area.

"Shall we stop exploring?"

"Shen Luo is here. We'll explore the shrine in the hospital later." Han Fei looked up at the sky; the sky over the main city was noticeably darker than before.

Upon arriving at the central square, Han Fei and Huang Ying entered the room where Number Two was located and saw documents scattered all over the floor.

Various pieces of information about nightmares were stored in Number Two's brain. His expression was very serious, as if he had reached the most critical moment.

"Why are you back again?" Number Two didn't like being disturbed while he was thinking.

"The paper airplane you gave me landed in a shrine, and there was a god imprisoned in that shrine..." Han Fei told Number Two everything he had seen, and the other party kept scrutinizing Han Fei, his gaze slowly becoming strange.

“Fate has changed. You two can no longer explore the nightmare together. You will enter the next nightmare alone.” Number Two bit his finger and wrote special divine runes on Han Fei’s body: “The aura on your body is attracting something in the shrine. It has something to say to you.”

"I suspect that the imprisoned Unspeakable One is one of Fu Sheng's three children. I am Fu Sheng's heir, so perhaps I should rescue it."

"You decide what to choose. I'm only responsible for helping you find the most unique nightmare." After drawing the last stroke of the divine rune, Number Two became very weak: "The next time you enter the shrine, fate will guide you closer to that imprisoned unspeakable being, and there is a certain probability that you will directly enter his nightmare."

"An unspeakable nightmare?"

“I don’t know what you’ll encounter, but that nightmare is definitely very dangerous.” Number Two folded another paper airplane completely stained with blood: “Keep it close to your body; it could save your life in a critical moment, but it will also expose my presence.”

"Thank you." Han Fei needed to enter the next nightmare alone, so after parting ways with Huang Ying, he ran straight to the hospital in the main urban area.

The dream has begun to replace the system, which makes Han Fei feel a great threat.

Upon entering the hospital, Han Fei walked through the lobby and climbed the stairs step by step, first floor, second floor, third floor...

After clearing the tenth level of Nightmare, he was able to truly feel the presence of the shrine.

"There are eleven shrines in the main city. Does that mean I can access the real shrine after clearing all eleven nightmares?"

As his footsteps fell, darkness descended, and the familiar feeling of weightlessness dragged Han Fei into the abyss of nightmares.

"Is this the eleventh level of the nightmare?"

When Han Fei opened his eyes, he was still surrounded by darkness. He felt very cold, the cold biting to his bones. His heartbeat was also very weak, as if he could die at any moment.

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The people in the village are always happy, especially this year, when the villagers received a large sum of money.

"Village chief, everyone is preparing to hold a banquet to celebrate, why do you look so gloomy?" A-Da arrived at the village chief's door carrying two bottles of good wine. He walked with a limp, as if he had a congenital deformity.

"I'm just a little tired." The one who spoke was the village chief. He had white hair, but was healthy and strong, with no deformed organs on his body.

"It's time to go, village chief. Everyone's waiting for you to speak!" Ah Da, in his naivety, dragged the village chief out of the room and pulled him toward the center of the village.

The village of cemeteries is neither large nor small. The villagers living here are more or less deformed; they are different from normal people.

An indescribable stench permeated the air, blackened sewage flowed on the ground, and garbage was embedded in the walls, all of which seemed to suggest that the living conditions here were extremely poor.

Laughter from the villagers filled the air as they greeted the village chief warmly before heading together to the village center.

Today is a big day in the cemetery village. Every year on this day, everyone goes to worship the ghosts in the graves.

The village is called Grave Village because a ghost is buried beneath it, and it seems to be the first ghost in the human world.

(End of this chapter)