Strange game designer.

Chapter 817 I've been holding back for so long
"Shen Luo?"

Gao Ming had a vague sense of foreboding, but he didn't know where this unease came from: "Could it be because of the watchful eye of fate?"

"You're back! It's good that you're back!" The young man, bound by the cursed chains, was so excited that he was almost incoherent. "While you were gone, those unspeakable beings killed many people—ghosts, players, they didn't spare any of them. They were a bunch of heartless beasts!"

"Then why did they let you go?" Gao Ming frowned, tracing back to the memories of the savior. The place that should have been the savior's shrine was instead where a person was imprisoned.

It wasn't a ghost or monster, and it didn't seem to have any special abilities, yet it was treated differently by the unspeakable beings of other blood cities.

"Did you betray Xinhu, allowing other Blood Cities to poison your fate, thus corrupting and influencing the Savior?" Gao Ming speculated from the worst possible angle, almost bringing the young man to tears. He was so aggrieved that his voice choked with sobs.

"I didn't do anything! Really! When the disaster struck, I went to promote my online financial courses as usual. Players in New Shanghai were prejudiced against me and ran away from me faster than they saw a ghost. But that day, I found a strange guy in the city who was very interested in financial management. We hit it off at first, but then all sorts of bad luck started happening to him. He was furious and said that his plan had been discovered by New Shanghai Blood City and that they had to act ahead of time. That's when I realized that he was from another Blood City's unspeakable organization!"

Shen Luo did nothing, yet it seemed as if he had done something.

"How could I just stand by and watch Xinhu be in danger? I immediately used all the items I had on me to rush back and report that the other Blood Cities were planning to attack Xinhu, but no one in Xinhu believed me!"

“Even if they believe you, they have no power to resist. After the savior leaves, Xinhu is simply unable to fight against the combined forces of the other blood cities.” Gao Ming, the lord of the blood city who controls dreams, can tell whether Shen Luo is lying or not. The young man in front of him is telling the truth and is very sincere.

"You're the only person in all these years who's been willing to speak up for me." Shen Luo thought Gao Mingren was really kind: "Excuse me, are you a friend of the New Shanghai Saviors?"

Shaking his head, Gao Ming truthfully said, "I am a Dream Ghost from the Blood City of the Vast Sea."

The smile on Shen Luo's face froze. Images of the brutal monsters from other Blood Cities flashed through his mind. They didn't treat the players of New Shanghai as human beings at all; their eyes were filled with greed.

"Oh!"

The chains binding Shen Luo were broken, and Gao Ming dragged him out of the deep pit.

The seal was broken, the restriction was forcibly opened, and Gao Ming's rescue of Shen Luo alarmed all the unspeakable beings who had cast the curse.

The unspeakable creature lurking within the Blood City of New Shanghai opened its eyes. The ruins on the ground were covered with a blinding crimson, and laughter appeared out of nowhere. All the dead souls in Gao Ming's field of vision were aging rapidly.

"Blood color? Illusion? Aging?" Three indescribable abilities attacked from different directions, like three curtains covering the sky, about to envelop Gao Ming's world.

"Don't worry about me! Run!" Shen Luo had never seen anything like this before. He didn't think Gao Ming could stop them, and estimated that the two of them would be smashed to pieces in the next moment: "I don't know why you saved me, but now we can both escape!"

"Everyone dislikes you so much, thinking that bad things will happen if they're with you, why do you still insist on staying in this city?" Gao Ming had never seen Black Fate before; this thing was truly no different from a taboo. "This is my home. They've never disliked me; they're just more restrained when they talk to me." Shen Luo tried to urge Gao Ming to leave, but his hand reached out and touched nothing. Gao Ming walked towards the three terrifying forces.

"You're going the wrong way!"

Blood City Ghost Marks surged beneath his skin, and Gao Ming's pupils seemed to imprison two gods, one that could help him see the future, and the other that could allow him to understand the past.

"Before the Blood City of the Vast Sea was rebuilt, I was driven to the brink of death by three unspeakable clay sculptures. If it weren't for the intervention of the Nether Embryo, I might have already been annihilated..." Gao Ming's aura, which he had been suppressing, was now like boiling water, about to burst forth.

Those who couldn't speak out didn't kill Shen Luo, but sealed him here to use him as bait. However, they underestimated the influence of the Black Fate.

Some people are born extraordinary. When they planned to use Shen Luo, they were already entangled with a dark fate. Even without close contact, they would be affected.

However, because they are ineffable, the influence of fate does not manifest immediately. Over time, the calamity finally occurs on this day.

"No, I need to get them closer, even closer to me..." The eight arms of the flesh-and-blood demon god disappeared into the dream, and Gao Ming stood between the real and the unreal.

His actions left Shen Luo completely bewildered. Having just awakened from a long period of imprisonment, he opened his eyes to such a shocking scene: "Could it be... that you're planning to fight them? Against three unspeakable gods?"

"A dark fate has eroded their luck, and I see their destined calamity." Gao Ming smiled as he saw the blood flowing on the ground converge into a beast with the head of an old man. A large amount of death energy emanated from the aging corpse, transforming into a young and beautiful woman. The illusory sky collapsed downwards, sealing off the area where Gao Ming was located.

"Why can't I see anything?" Shen Luo wanted to run away, desperately wanted to escape, but felt it wouldn't be right to leave Gao Ming alone here.

The three unspeakable beings from different Blood Cities approached. The beast with the head of an old man stood on all fours, both divine and eerie. Its mouth opened, and voices came from all directions, obscure and difficult to understand, as if they were the language that existed since the birth of Blood Cities.

The young woman, formed from death energy, was exquisitely beautiful. She stepped forward, and the withered corpses twisted into steps, as if the ground of the new Blood City was too dirty to be trodden upon by her.

"Such abundant vitality." The woman's voice kept changing. She stared at Gao Ming's heart, and her own heart, which was filled with death intent, began to beat uncontrollably. The other person not only had exaggerated vitality, but also accumulated unimaginable death intent. This kind of situation usually only occurs in a burial pit: "How could a person be buried so many times?"

Suddenly, something occurred to him amidst his death throes, and he stopped in his tracks.

"Has it been discovered? No wonder it's an evil spirit that's existed for so long." Gao Ming felt a little regretful that he had only attracted three unspeakable beings. "Perhaps I've also been affected by the Black Fate, but three are enough."

With their bare hands tearing open the gates to the deeper world and the dream realm, the five ravenous dream demons no longer concealed their presence, and the waves of the Blood City of the Vast Sea poured forth!

(End of this chapter)