Horror Game Designer

“If we spend more time together, you’ll find that I’m a person who likes peace and justice,” Xia Yang’s voice came from a portrait of a female security member. He had his hands behind his back as long nails were punctured into his body. “I do not like fighting and prefer to use words to resolve conflicts…”

“Shut up.” The person responsible for Han Hai’s special security unit stood in the corridor filled with blood and paintings. The female member beside him appeared to be cursed. Her face was decorated with curses, and long nails cut into her body. To capture Xia Yang, they used their own people as bait and paid a heavy price.

“With your power, you could have taken me head-on. Why did you resort to the dirty tricks? This is not like the investigation centre.” Xia Yang said teasingly. He could move between the paintings freely, but he had to paint on a canvas. Xia Yang’s power was very unique. However, there were special members in the investigation centre. The female member could curse herself to damage her enemy, and she could turn her soul into a cage to trap ghosts. Xia Yang was trapped in the girl’s soul when he painted her picture.

“You look quite at ease.” The leader of Security Team 2 was a tall lady. Her body was fully covered up, so no ghost tattoo was revealed. “You’ve killed so many of us, and you still have the time to spew nonsense?!”

She took out a long nail and pierced it through the arm of the female member. The woman’s arm didn’t bleed. Instead, it was the woman’s portrait on the wall that started to bleed.

“That K that you mentioned… I haven’t even seen him. How can I kill him? The horror game players are just a bunch of helpless kids. You overestimate them, but I can provide you with valuable information.” Xia Yang moved his neck with difficulty. “Look out the window. I heard from your other members that K had brought his team to the back building.”

“We are familiar with K’s power. There is indeed no trace of him using his ghost tattoo here.” The leader of Team Three was muscular and tough. He had no ghost tattoo on his body, but he carried a coffin.

“The back building…” Wan Jie glanced out the window and already gathered a lot of information. “That place has already been transformed into the shadow world. This hospital has been corrupted a long time ago. How did the trash at the investigation centre not discover this?”

There came footsteps. A normal-looking man walked out of the corridor. If not for the blood band he was wearing, people would think he was a common working-class citizen.

“Captain, there are many horror game players here, but most of them are people who have just interacted with anomalies. They can’t even deal with big ghosts, much less kill K.” The man walked to Wan Jie’s side. There was no trace of blood on him. His tone was calm.

“Did you not capture them?” Team Leader 2 frowned.

“Why should I? I didn’t harm them either.” The man glanced at the watch on his wrist. “I feel like we can keep them and have them join the investigation centre. Compared to the normal investigators, at least they have interacted with anomalies before.”

The man was the leader of Team 1. No one other than Wan Jie dared to go against him.

“Leave those small fries to fend for themselves. We’re heading to the back building. There are still survivors from Team Seven and Nine. We need to save them.” Team Leader 3, with the coffin, was the most righteous. He was worried about his colleagues. The man crumbled the wall and moved the wall with the portrait of the female member. “We have to bring this ghost with us. He doesn’t look like a good person.”

Xia Yang had just gained freedom, but he was trapped again. He was annoyed. “Fine. I’ll lead you to the back building.”

When they entered the back building, Xia Yang started to sense Gao Ming’s location. His death portrait was with Gao Ming, so there was an indelible connection between them.

“Found it…” After they entered the real shadow world, Xia Yang’s senses became sharper. He could sense some issues with Gao Ming’s state.

“The killer who murdered your teammates has noticed your arrival. It is hiding in a safe place. I can bring him to it, but when we’re there, you have to promise to let me go.” Teacher Xia was so good with words. Logically speaking, the security members were outsiders, and it was normal for them to be discovered by the natives. When the enemy noticed how powerful they were, it was normal for them to hide as well.

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The meat wall was under attack. The patients who were inside started to cooperate when they noticed this. If they stayed there, they would eventually become the sacrifice to the broken Gods. Once they could escape, they had a chance.

“Could it be the other security members?” Gao Ming fought K before. People from the Xin Lu Taboo Game had ghost tattoos on them. They had gained super power from the Taboo Game.

Compared to the broken figurines in the black lake, Gao Ming was more interested in the divine corpses. The divine corpses could be used directly by the God of Flesh and Blood to produce more torture devices.

The people outside tried their best to get in, and the people inside wanted to get out. Both parties tried to find the meat wall’s weak points.

“We can’t wait any longer.” Gao Ming summoned the God of Flesh and Blood and told him the location of the death portrait.

The God of Flesh and Blood abandoned the red raincoat when he heard Gao Ming. The four faces looked into the black lake and cackled joyously.

This was the first time Gao Ming saw ‘joy’ in the God of Flesh and Blood. He didn’t know if it came from his continuous improvement in strength or the allure of the death portrait. Eight arms slammed on the lake. The shadow turned murky. Some of the figurines sunken at the bottom of the lake started to surface.

“What is in that picture?” Xuan Wen held Gao Ming’s hand. They met up with the God of Flesh and Blood at the heart of the black lake.

The giant God stood among the broken figurines. He stepped on many broken faiths and reached out to grab the death portrait at the bottom of the lake.

The lake formed by the shadow rippled. The shadow scattered. The figurines at the bottom of the lake bled. Some of them shattered fully.

The current God of Flesh and Blood was like Gao Ming back in Granny Shen’s room. He reached his hands into the copper basin. The water turned red and all the figurines in the room stared at him.