It's broken, I'm playing a really weird development game

The rain washed over Wu Wen's strawberry piggy pajamas. The rain was cold, but his heart was much colder than the rain. This was the first time he had no backup plan at all, and the first time he faced dozens of ghosts in front of him alone, which were probably at least resentful. The wind in the forest was getting louder and louder, whistling like ghosts and wolves, blowing the corners of Wu Wen's clothes, and also blowing his most fragile heart so far. The rain was getting more and more urgent, and the heavy rain was so thick that it blurred the scene in front of him. The deformed villagers were silent in the rainstorm, crawling or walking slowly towards his position in the heavy rain, but no sound was made between their movements.

As they approached, a feeling of powerlessness gradually surged from Wu Wen's body to his heart.

Without Hong Yuan's help, could he...really defeat the evil ghosts in front of him in human skin?

Throwing aside Hong Yuan's existence, he suddenly found that his inner confidence had been quietly lost.

From one person and one ghost, he completely became a single person.

So...what am I afraid of?

Wu Wen's eyes suddenly turned red again, and he grinned, the corners of his mouth almost hooked to his earlobes.

"Damn, why can't I gather that feeling of fear and weakness?" Wu Wen seemed to be talking to himself, and seemed to be complaining to himself.

He felt that his mental state was particularly strange now. He didn't know if he had been in a state of anxiety and worry for too long. Now the tight string suddenly broke, and he not only didn't feel scared, but also felt a sense of comfort.

A kind of comfort that he no longer has to worry about his life.

Throughout this period of time, he spent almost every day in worry, either worrying about the ghost being too strong and killing him during the mission, or worrying about Hong Yuan being too crazy and strangling him to death, so his inner worry has never stopped.

This time he worries about the ghost, then he worries about Hong Yuan, is he worried about the ghost or Hong Yuan?

This makes him so annoyed!

Damn it, now I don’t have to worry anymore, just do it!

Wu Wen laughed happily, and the more he laughed, the crimson in his eyes had completely stained his eyes, and even the pale corners of his eyes began to expand outward with some dense red lines.

Looking at the group of deformed children who were already close to him and surrounded him, Wu Wen laughed loudly, shouted, and then rushed forward suddenly, jumped high, and chopped down the head of the deformed old man closest to him with an axe.

"Oh my god!"

Facing the heavy rain, Wu Wen's body jumped high, jumped in the air, and chopped the forehead of the deformed old man in front of him with an axe.

"Puff!" The deformed old man's head was chopped into by an axe, and the axe blade directly split its entire head in half, but inside was not flesh and bones, but a ball of thick black air.

"Ahhh!!!"

The ghost thing in the skin cavity of the old man whose skin was completely chopped by Wu Wen's axe wailed miserably, but its ferocity did not diminish.

A black mist-shaped figure emerged from the skin cavity and suddenly pounced on Wu Wen.

"Get lost!" Wu Wen shouted, holding an axe in his right hand and chopped the head of the deformed old woman who had stretched out her hand beside him. With his left hand, he fiercely grabbed the human-shaped black shadow that was rushing towards him, and then used his left hand to throw it towards the deformed villager who had already rushed towards him.

"Ahhh!" With a shrill scream, the black mist that permeated the human-shaped black shadow was directly scattered, revealing the figure of a male ghost with a chopped head.

The old woman who had just pounced on Wu Wen also had her head split open by an axe, and the ghost wrapped in black mist inside also suddenly pounced on Wu Wen.

"Boom!" A huge muffled thunder suddenly sounded in the sky, and the male ghost who had just dissipated the black mist on his body was directly shattered by the muffled thunder, and his whole body was directly dissipated on the villagers covered with human skin.

He didn't even scream.

Wu Wen laughed wildly at the scene. He grabbed the head of the ghost that rushed out of the old woman with one hand and pulled its head. At the same time, he raised the axe high and chopped it down on the ghost body filled with black mist.

"Puff!" The axe was like a real

The human body is usually subject to heavy resistance, but with the power of the coffin where Wu Wen had slept for more than half a month, there was no resistance at all.

"Ahhh!" The chest of the ghost was directly broken by the axe, and the black mist on its body was also scattered, revealing the figure of the female ghost whose head was also chopped off.

"Boom!!!"

The thunder sounded again, and the female ghost who had just revealed her body was directly shaken into ashes by the thunder.

Wu Wen laughed.

"What can you use to fight me in this place?"

Dozens of ghosts overlapped, greedily rushing towards Wu Wen.

They crave the fresh human skin on Wu Wen's body. This fresh skin can allow them to replace the old skin on their bodies, so that they can continue to kill and abuse wantonly under the eyes of this King of Hell. But this human skin is also their shackles, imprisoning their abilities, so that they can only use the most basic means.

Wu Wen violently chopped the figures around him with his axe one after another, and their skin cavities were broken, revealing the long-rotten tissues and ghosts that had been suppressed for a long time.

The rotten human skin smelled foul, and some even spilled a little fishy juice.

Although the human skin on their bodies had long been aged and rotten, they were after all resentful ghosts, and the force they exerted on people was extremely strong.

Relying on the suppression of numbers, Wu Wen chopped them with his axe one by one, and they also tore Wu Wen's body.

"Ahhh! My ass!!!" As Wu Wen cried out in pain, the skin on his back, along with the flesh and blood attached to his ribs, was torn directly from the neck to the root of the spine by four deformed arms.

The tearing of the skin exposed the white spine and ribs on his back, and even the internal organs could be vaguely seen.

The pain of his flesh being torn apart almost drove Wu Wen crazy. He chopped the head of the deformed villager in front of him with an axe, and even cut off its head directly.

Then he took advantage of this opportunity to turn around and swept across, chopping off the arm that had just grabbed his flesh.

However, when he turned around, the deformed villagers who were originally in front of him but now behind him rushed over again. Three or four pairs of deformed wrists grabbed his left arm and tore it off with a sudden force, even the tendons of his hands were pulled out.

This kind of pain is comparable to being bitten off by a tiger with both hands and tendons, which made Wu Wen's eyes even more scarlet, and he almost went completely crazy.

His only remaining right hand waved the axe in his hand frantically, chopping the deformed villagers who rushed over one after another, chopping their skin, and then chopping the black fog covering them again.

"Boom!!!"

"Boom!!!"

"Boom!!!"

The continuous thunder and earthquake scattered the ghosts that Wu Wen had chopped out with his axe, and also suppressed the screams and roars of him and the evil ghosts.

Wu Wen struggled to resist with one hand, but his buttocks were torn off in half by the ghost behind him.

He cut the villager behind him in half with an axe, but his left calf was completely torn apart by a deformed arm that stretched out from nowhere.

Wu Wen's calf was torn off, and the whole person could not stand steadily. He could only jump with his right leg, and his left thigh swung back and forth to maintain balance.

But even so, his only remaining right hand was still chopped vigorously, and he was forced to fight against a group of ghosts around him.

But unfortunately, only the right hand and right leg were left, which was inconvenient to move.

A deformed villager suddenly jumped on Wu Wen's back, opened his mouth with torn skin, and bit his neck fiercely.

"Crack!" The neck was completely bitten off by the huge mouth, and the body that could not maintain balance was completely sunk.

"Plop!" With a muffled sound, Wu Wen's half body, which was still slashing at the side in a daze, finally fell to the ground.

The remaining twenty or so deformed villagers pounced on his body frantically, grabbing every bit of skin and sticking it to their own body.

The body that fell to the ground was torn apart bit by bit, and even Wu Wen's head was torn off the scalp, exposing the white skull.

"Wen..." In the fierce fight between these ghosts, a thick scarlet mist slowly rose around Wu Wen, and the extreme tyranny and murderous intent like a stormy wave were almost so thick that they condensed into substance.

A shrill female voice suddenly rang out beside Wu Wen's body. Hong Yuan's voice, which was full of extreme brutality, became clearer and clearer. Even Hong Yuan's shadow, which was surrounded by dense red blood lines, slowly solidified beside Wu Wen.

It can be seen that Hong Yuan was really heartbroken and had already begun

Forcefully broke through the game's restrictions.

"Boom!!!" It seemed that her breath had attracted attention again, and the thunder in the sky rose again.

The dazzling white light suppressed Hong Yuan's shadow again, and Wu Wen's body on the ground had been completely torn apart.

The pale bones were thrown on the ground casually, but the flesh and skin were robbed by the deformed villagers, and they even fought each other.

Wu Wen's pale spine and cold dead heart were kicked around on the ground without anyone paying attention.

But no ghosts cared that the spine on the ground had begun to grow dense scarlet blood lines.

The blood lines on the pale spine were getting longer and longer. Those blood lines were like hair with their own ideas, constantly growing outwards, spreading, and then entangled and rooted in the skin of the deformed villagers around.

Until the scarlet blood line completely connected them, until each of them had thousands of fine blood lines rooted in their bodies.

Finally, a force of absorption suddenly appeared from the blood lines.

"Ahhh!!!" Feeling the suction force on their bodies like being sucked by a water pipe, feeling the pain of being sucked bit by bit, this group of resentful ghosts with countless scarlet blood lines rooted in their bodies finally faced up to the dense scarlet blood lines rooted in their bodies like hair.

They wailed miserably, and they attacked desperately, trying to cut off the blood lines on their bodies that were like blood vessels drawing blood.

However, their arms penetrated through again, and did not cause any damage to these blood lines entangled and rooted in their bodies at all, as if they were just illusory shadows, but they did not know why they could be rooted in their bodies.

The dead heart that fell to the ground was entangled and rooted by the dense scarlet blood lines. The bones scattered on the ground were also penetrated and connected by the blood lines, and then they were consciously aligned to form Wu Wen's whole skeleton.

The heart that exuded the will of death beat violently, and the resentment sucked by the dense blood lines was completely absorbed by the heart, and then turned into strands of will of death and transported to the limbs through the blood lines that wrapped around the entire skeleton like blood vessels.

The heart of death is the heart, the spine is the foundation, the blood lines are the blood vessels, and the will of death is the energy.

A little bit of flesh and blood began to sprout slowly on the blood lines and bones, and then wrapped the entire skeletal body. The heart kept beating, the will of death kept bursting out, and the flesh and blood kept healing.

The passive ability of the ultimate love was finally activated.