My Healing Games

Chapter 996 The End of Fate

No one can touch the sky, but the seawater beneath Han Fei became clear and clean, just like the sky.

Touching his body, the blood-red ghost markings were still there, and the neighbors' cries were hidden within them. Han Fei had never felt so at ease.

The sea and the sky connect, and the whole world becomes bright.

Following the voice in his heart, Han Fei swam toward the edge of the world with the black box in his arms, where a special shrine stood.

As his hand touched the shrine, the sky and sea vanished rapidly, and countless nightmare bubbles surged toward the black box in Han Fei's arms.

The final layer of nightmares is the foundation upon which dreams construct the world. This sea is where the nightmare bubble was born, but now everything is pouring into the black and white box created by Number Two.

As the gray mist dissipated, Han Fei's body passed through the illusion, and when he came to his senses, he was already back in the main city hospital. His outstretched hand landed on the dream's shrine as he had wished.

Nightmare tentacles, imbued with an indescribable aura, stretched out from the shrine. Just as they were about to tear Han Fei apart, the black and white box burst forth with a bright light.

The gate to the gods was opened, and the nightmare masters felt the presence of their loved ones inside the box; the person they had been longing for was right before their eyes.

Before the dream could even stop it, the nightmare's owner placed the black and white box into the shrine.

The illusory butterfly statue collided with the black and white box. The dream itself did not descend, but it was able to contend with Number Two by virtue of the will within the shrine.

The gray fog that shrouded the hospital dissipated as the two unspeakable battles broke out. Han Fei, standing nearby, did not hesitate and directly took out the Rebirth Slaughtering Blade, urging the power of his companions to slash at the Butterfly God statue.

Fu Sheng's eldest son's greatest hatred was for butterflies. He had been tormented by them for so long, and had been waiting for this moment. He would use his longing for all the beautiful things in the world to destroy the ugliest nightmare.

The dazzling blade sliced ​​through the statue, and in that instant, everyone in the main city heard the sound of chains breaking.

"Oh!"

The exquisite butterfly statue was reduced to fragments, and the black and white box occupied by Number Two became the new statue in the shrine!

Han Fei roughly understood what Number Two wanted to do; the other party was probably preparing to usurp the throne of the gods again.

One shrine was taken away, and pitch-black nightmares began to pour out from the remaining ten shrines. Nightmare chains pierced through the sky above the main city of the shallow world and wrapped around the shrine occupied by Number Two.

The two unspeakable beings completely turned against each other and began a battle between gods.

Han Fei, of course, wouldn't be idle either. He released all the ghosts and monsters from the ghost pattern and, carrying the Rebirth Slaughtering Blade, headed towards other buildings.

Han Fei has always been cautious in his actions, not giving Meng the opportunity to sow discord between himself and the players, but now that all nightmares have been dispelled, Han Fei has no more scruples in his heart.

He wanted to make those players who had joined the dream understand one thing: the power from the deeper world was incredibly terrifying and cruel.

“Those who torture and kill others will be punished.” Han Fei summoned Shen Luo, and as soon as he sensed the butterfly’s scent, he began to cleanse it.

With two top-tier guilds paving the way, Han Fei possesses an absolute and overwhelming advantage. No large guild, player community, or even beta testers in the main city has the right to block his path.

After clearing the last nightmare, Han Fei could freely enter and exit all special buildings. Neither the gray fog nor the nightmare could stop him. He carried a kind of terror from the depths of his soul.

In the shortest amount of time, Han Fei entered the buildings containing the other ten shrines in succession, and while the will of dreams in the shrines was blocking Number Two, he completed a frenzied massacre.

He used the Rebirth Slaughtering Blade to destroy the remaining ten shrines, crushed the Butterfly God statue, and fed it to the Great Evil along with the offerings of dreams.

Now, Dream's will in the shallow world has no way out; it can only compete with Number Two for control of the last shrine.

Han Fei and Number Two deliberately left the shrine to restrain the will of the dream, distract it, and try to reduce the pressure on the deeper world.

If Number Two can successfully devour Dream's will in the shallow world, not only will his strength soar, but he will also obtain a shrine and succeed Dream as the AI ​​of the main city, in charge of the life and death of four million players; even if he cannot devour it, it doesn't matter, as long as he holds onto Dream's will and keeps it incomplete, that is a kind of weakening of Dream.

"Did those eleven believers in the dream think that by hiding in the crowd, I wouldn't be able to find them?"

The shallow world has seen hope for breaking the deadlock. Han Fei and Number Two have done everything they could. Next, they will enter the deep world.

To prevent further turmoil in the shallow world after they leave, Han Fei must complete the purge, even if the process is extremely bloody and cruel.

Life offers countless choices, and different choices lead to different destinations. There is no right or wrong in choices, but everyone must be responsible for their choices.

Shen Luo had already become a lackey and leader on Meng's side. Under his enticement and investigation, Han Fei captured a large number of murderers who were causing chaos.

Now all the buildings that created nightmares have been destroyed, and players can no longer join the dream. The number of traitors is fixed; killing one reduces the number of traitors.

Han Fei used his absolute power to unite the top 100 guilds, and with Huang Ying's prestige and reputation, he rallied ordinary players, getting them all to take up arms and take to the streets.

As Huang Ying announced the good news that his nightmare had shattered and he would soon be able to leave the main city, Han Fei led Shen Luo to inspect the crowd.

After confirming that there were no more Nightmare Followers among the high-level players, Han Fei returned to the Happy Community base with two top-tier Hatred and the vast majority of his neighbors.

Having dealt with the matters of the shallow world, they now went home, back into the darkness, to confront the source of all despair.

"Even if Dream's will in the shallow world is severely damaged and the foundation of Nightmare is destroyed, it will still take some time for Number Two to complete the usurpation of Godhood, so let's go back first."

Han Fei found the merchant in the Dead Building. He looked at the oil painting covered in blood and was very worried.

"We're leaving the shallow world to Huang Ying and the top 100 guilds. We're going home!"

Donning black robes to block out the light, the group discreetly left the Xingfu Community compound, quietly passing through the dissipating gray fog and leaving the main urban area.

Outside the city, flowers and plants withered, and blood-red hues seeped from the soil. The once clear sky had also become somewhat gloomy.

The impending changes in the deep world seem to have also affected the shallow world.

Han Fei and his group returned to the entrance of the Paradise passage. Compared to when they came, the entrance had expanded five times. Looking into the passage, blood filled the air, and a pungent, rotten smell rose up.

The original passage walls had turned blood red, like torn skin with fine blood streaks on them.

The strange phenomena made Han Fei increasingly uneasy, so he led his neighbors directly into the passage.

As they moved away from the shallow world and closer to the deep world, the neighbors began to fall at an accelerated pace, feeling the attraction and calls of the deep world.

However, there was an unexpected turn of events. The Great Evil let out a painful wail. It did not encounter much resistance when it left, but when it returned to the Deep World, it seemed to be shielded from the Deep World. The desperate and terrifying rules of the world seemed to want to crush it.

Having no other choice, Han Fei had to first store it within the ghost pattern, thus escaping a calamity.

Strangely enough, compared to Da Nie and his other neighbors, Han Fei was not affected at all when he returned to the deep world. It seemed that both the shallow and deep worlds welcomed his arrival.

The stench of blood grew stronger, blood rained down from the sky, and the two worlds were turning upside down, crushing each other, trying to devour one another.

"The passage seems much shorter?"

"Yes, there are also many cracks and defects on the inner wall of the passage, and the sound of the blood sea tide seems to be right next to my ears."

In less than an hour, Han Fei could see the end of the passage. Amidst the barking of the black dog, they returned to the Deep World.

As Han Fei walked past the shrine in the paradise and left the passage, a strange sense of urgency arose in his heart.

He looked in a certain direction, and from the black fog outside the amusement park, a pair of festering eyes stared at him.

"The unspeakable that is not depicted in the oil painting?"

As time went on, the situation worsened. Han Fei climbed onto a building inside the amusement park and sensed four different murderous intents.

Summoning the great evil from the ghostly pattern, Han Fei rode it through the paradise, finding the ghost manager at top speed.

The butcher's knife in his hand was shattered, and the aura emanating from the ghost manager fluctuated, giving people a very unreal feeling.

How long until the dream returns?

"I don't know, but it should be faster than expected." Ghost Manager was clearly stronger than Han Fei, but in his eyes Han Fei was the backbone: "The unspeakable beings of the six deep worlds have obscured the world with black mist. We can't see the sky outside the paradise. The dream may come a day later, or it may appear in the next moment."

"Six unspeakable beings?" The deep world is vast, but the number of unspeakable beings is extremely small. The appearance of three unspeakable beings outside the Paradise had already caused Han Fei great concern. In just one day, the number of unspeakable beings besieging the Paradise has doubled.

“Three of them are on the side of Dream, and the other three have different stances.” The Ghost Manager supported himself with the butcher’s knife and spoke with great difficulty: “The unspeakable one that attacked the skyscraper and wanted to open the passage to reality is called Beast, representing the bestiality and brutality of man; the blood man who fought with Mad Laughter before is called Living Ghost, it is a completely mutated mass of flesh and blood, it can turn everything it touches into flesh and blood and deform it, its strength is terrifying; there is also a shadow that is quite interested in Xu Qin called Mourning, it is an aggregate of negative emotions; these three unspeakable ones are consistent with the Dream Law, they treat you as the person you used to be, they will do anything to make your soul disappear and then take away your black box.”

"Aren't the other three unspeakable beings with Meng?"

"Every man for himself, and the same goes for ghosts. The three Unspeakables who came later all crawled out from the core area of ​​the Deep World. Although they obeyed the Dream's commands, they seemed to have their own thoughts. If given the chance, they would definitely want to obtain the Black Box themselves and take it away, rather than continue to be influenced by the Dream." The Ghost Manager was the Paradise Manager who had watched Fu Sheng grow up. He had experienced many things and knew the Deep World very well: "When the Deep World was sealed off back then, a large number of ghosts with the potential to become Unspeakables were killed. Later, Fu Sheng entered the Deep World alone and continued his killing spree, but it was still useless. This world is too vast and too hopeless."

With six unspeakable beings and the most terrifying dream, Han Fei felt unprecedented pressure.

"Let me tell you something else. After Dream found out you had the Black Box, its true form rushed here immediately. Because it was in such a hurry, it only brought six unspeakable beings. If we continue to delay, even more ghosts will come." The ghost manager's face wrinkled together.

The six unspeakable beings are far from the limit of what Meng can summon. If Han Fei cannot kill Meng in a short time, his fate will be even more tragic.

“I don’t know what path you’ve chosen. You have neither the ability to destroy the Deep World nor the trust of the Real World. After the existence of the Black Box was exposed, you can’t fall into the Deep World now either, because Dream will definitely use all sorts of means to torment you and try every possible way to obtain the Black Box.” The Ghost Manager shook his head and sighed.

"Yeah, it seems like I have no choice."

The first batch of children to participate in the personality experiment were all successors personally selected by Fu Sheng. However, the unspeakable forces of the Deep World later conspired to create the Bloodstained Night, intending to plunge the children selected by Fu Sheng into the deepest despair and turn them into ruthless demons in the Deep World.

Those unspeakable things... Who would have thought that Fu Sheng would hide the black box on Han Fei's person after so many years?

Han Fei, who becomes the master of the Black Box, will inevitably be hunted down by the Unspeakable who crave the Black Box. Even if he wants to fall into depravity, the Unspeakable, led by Dream, will not give him the chance. Therefore, from the very beginning, Fu Sheng believed that Han Fei was destined to make the same choice as him.

"That old guy is indeed someone who can seal dreams into the deep world. If I hadn't opened both sides of the black box at the same time, I would have had to follow his arrangements step by step until he finally revived me in my body."

Insulting someone who no longer exists won't solve anything, Han Fei silently got up.

He was now being watched by the unspeakable forces within the black mist, every move he made was clearly visible, and there were no secrets he could keep.

The course of fate seems to have been set; the prophecy of Number Two may be about to come true.

(End of this chapter)