Chapter 945: If Sin Had a Color

Chapter 945: If Sin Had a Color

If sin had a color, it had to be black. After my eyes were taken away, that was the only color I saw. Cowardice and fear were the emotions I was born with. I couldnt lie to myself. I could only hide them and pretend that I didnt care. However, as I grew older, they didnt disappear. Instead, they became seeds and grew into my dark and dirty soul. Their roots spread through my blood vessels and bound my heart. I had many new thoughts, like using pain to punish my cowardly self or to harm others so that my poisonous roots could destroy their bliss.

When I took away their lives, I felt false freedom. It was a mirage that felt like I had shaken off fate. It was at that moment that my tense nerves would loosen. I didnt have a strong murderous urge. If anything, I could only say that compared to other things, I didnt mind killing as much

The butcher knife with the butterfly pattern was aimed at the back of Shen Luos head. The man standing in the middle of 31 black boxes was about to make his move when he heard footsteps from the corridor. He turned around. A young man walked out of the light. It was his best and worst creation.

Han Fei.

At the same time, Han Fei also confirmed something. The man standing among the 31 black boxes was the real Gao Xing. The twinflowers had wilted. Gao Cheng was gone, and Mad Laughter gave up everything to become an Unmentionable. The people who remained were Gao Xing and Han Fei. The man smiled, for he was able to see his most satisfactory creation at the end of his life. He waved his blade and told all his masked subordinates, Kill him.

The order was like the worlds greatest rule. All the criminals headed to the door. When Han Fei heard the three words, his words shook. Suicidal thoughts appeared in his mind. If not for his firm determination, he would have stabbed himself already. In the ghost territory, human hearts were toys. Other than a small portion of people, most humans couldnt resist Gao Xings order, and this was after Gao Xing had lost his altar.

Leave this floor now. Han Fei was worried that the worker and Assistant Tao would be controlled, so he told them to leave. Facing Unmentionable, numbers meant nothing. Dangerous weapons would become tools to slaughter teammates. Only those who could resist mental corruption had the right to stay.

Brother Huang, you need to focus on protecting yourself. Han Fei readied himself. He had never taken on so many people at the same time. However, his goal wasnt to kill everything but to steal the sacrifices in the black boxes and disrupt the ritual.

Can you do this alone? Huang Yin guarded Han Feis back.

I believe so. Han Fei started the attack as if he owned the fearless persona and not the greed persona. Even though there were many masked murderers, their physique was worse than Han Fei's. Plus, they had to protect the black boxes. Han Fei had no weapon, but with the training from the cryptic world, every part of his body could be used as a weapon. Every one of his hits was aimed to kill. The murderers were distracted because they had to ensure that the sacrifices werent hurt.

The man stared at Han Fei. In his mind, Han Fei was just a replacement for Mad Laughter, a vessel to carry the black box. Who would have thought that the vessel would become so strong? He was immune to the power of the Unmentionable and could fight so many enemies at once. Compared to Han Fei, the core members looked so weak. The murderers who normally toyed with lives now became prey. If this dragged on, more accidents would happen. The man pulled back his gaze and focused on the ritual. The butterfly knife fell on Shen Leos brain. As Shen Luo screamed, the blade slowly entered the mans head. Blood flowed on the knife. The beautiful patterns surfaced on Shen Luos skin. Shen Luo did carry part of Dreams consciousness.

The knife continued to go in. Shen Luos face suddenly changed. His lips tore open, and the screams turned into laughter!

His eyes burned with excitement. Shen Luo raised his shackled hands to grab the mans shirt. He was like a crazy sadist. The man stopped. The butterfly pattern didnt find anything strange in Shen Luos brain. The man was unlucky, but he was optimistic. He never felt despair.

Did Dream abandon me? Or youve tricked me? The man looked at the laughing Shen Luo. He was reminded of the bloodred night many years ago. To take revenge on Fu Sheng, Unmentionables destroyed Fu Shengs hope. The only child who survived back then was laughing, just like how Shen Luo was doing now. The man was the last Unmentionable to leave. He didnt kill the boy because he wanted the boy to live permanently in despair.

Do you love to laugh that much? The man grabbed Shen Luo by his neck. In the past, he thought the crazy laughter was melodious, but now, he only found it annoying. No accident can happen on this day. The sacrifices Ive prepared are enough to connect to that world.

Han Fei, have you forgotten about my despair? the man looked at the other twinflower. I guessed that youd come to stop me. But I want to tell you. Fu Sheng ended with destruction because he chose destruction. You chose Fu Sheng so you would end up destroyed too.

All the sins gushed towards the bridge. The man planned to use his soul to build the bridge. That was the last thing hed do.

Since Fu Sheng has failed, you will too. You think youve stopped me, and the tragedy wont happen. The man told Han Fei. Youve entered my altar world and saw my greatest future. Do you think I want the two worlds to unite and for the ghosts to control everything?

Is that not true? Han Fei wiped away his blood and guarded the No. 2 box.

Did you notice something? In my future, you cant find any traces of Dream. The mans figure faded. In my most hopeful future, it is a world without Dream. I have already shaken it off.

Dreams consciousness seemed to have other plans. Gao Xing was just one of them. Unmentionables despair turned into a bridge, but the bridge still couldnt touch the cryptic world. The man didnt plan to give up. He would burn all his soul to make one last attempt. Just as his soul was about to burn, the man suddenly laughed. He hadnt experienced something as happy as this in his life.

At that moment, the AI Butler stumbled towards the black dream. She was not used to the body. Due to urgency, she fell. Using her hands, she crawled toward the black box.

The man had noticed the AI Butler following Han Fei a long time ago. He saw the woman slowly crawl towards him like a bug. The smile on his face disappeared as he stared at the woman. Nightmare, despair, and pain couldnt stop her.

Dont look at me with guilt. The man sounded angry. His earlier joy was gone. The consciousness hidden in the AI Butler didnt stop. It crawled stubbornly towards the man feared by all the murderers in Xin Lu.

The two became closer. Just as the butlers hand was about to touch the black box, the man shouted, Dont come any closer!

Sins pushed the woman back. The man turned and walked down the unfinished bridge. He didnt turn around. The AI Butler wanted to follow him, to help him like how she couldnt in his life. However, everything was too late. The man burned everything to force the channel to focus, but the bridge still couldnt connect to the night. He stood at the end of the bridge and looked at the night sky of the cryptic world. His soul was fading away. He had lost his altar and all his power. He arrived at this world with nothing, and he would leave with nothing. He never felt regret and would never apologize. He was a real monster. He was evil and selfish.

Dying was a happy thing for him. It was why he could receive this day with a smile. However, when he was really trying to leave, he suddenly paused. He didnt love this world, but there was someone who had always loved him. No matter how much he had harmed her, she never gave up on him. I know who you are, but I cant say it.

The man didnt turn to look at the woman. The bridge of despair he built collapsed in the middle of the two worlds. He looked at his hands covered with sins. His entire life was filled with hatred. However, there was a trace of love at the bottom of his heart.

Because I dont deserve to be your son.