Chapter 997: Love

Chapter 997: Love

In a few seconds, Depression's soul had been dug away. Raw and Beast were there. Beast opened its mouth. Its tooth was carved with intense hatred. Mad Laughter allowed Beast to tear into its body. The pain made him stronger.

Depression wanted to resist but Mad Laughter was too crazy. He didn't care about his own safety. Even if he died, he would bring it down with him. Depression hadn't felt fear for so long but at that moment, he felt the sting of fear. Perhaps it was because Mad Laughter had used the altar power.

Depression's head was squished by Mad Laughter. Black smoke billowed out. Mad Laughter wanted to burn Depression. Ten fingers reached into the head. Mad Laughter's blood flowed into Depression's body and turned into small chains. When he stood up, all the chains pulled. He stepped on Depression's feet and pulled it out of its body!

The ground was dyed red. Mad Laughter appeared to stand in a waterfall made of negative emotions. He laughed crazily. Screams echoed in the theme park. Depression's body was torn apart. It stopped hesitating. It abandoned its emotions and curled towards its core and retreated.

Mad Laughter's power was the scariest because he could use his enemies to heal his wounds. He was crazy and fearless.

While Raw and Beast delayed Mad Laughter, Depression hurried to escape into the black mist. At that moment, a blinding light came at him. Depression had not seen such a bright light before.

"Rest in Peace!"

Han Fei was ready when Mad Laughter made a move. Power flowed out of the blade. With the buff of Fu Sheng's eldest son, everyone swung the blade with Han Fei. When Han Fei was weak, Rest in Peace already showed its use and helped Han Fei kill Butterfly. Han Fei was no longer as weak. This was not his first time attacking an Unmentionable.

The light flashed. Depression's consciousness felt something being cut in its mind. Sticky black goo oozed out of its mind. It contained poison. Complaints, humiliations, and curses existed in Depression's body. They formed Depression's consciousness. They provided Depression power for it to become Unmentionable. A giant wound appeared from Han Fei's cut. Han Fei only had one chance. Depression charged at Han Fei as if it wanted to swallow Han Fei.

"Wu Chang!" The strongest Pure Hatred blocked the Unmentionable. If Depression couldn't kill Wu Shang, its core would be injured by Han Fei even more. Depression never took Han Fei seriously but he threatened it even more than Mad Laughter did.

Han Fei ignored the interruption of all the negative emotions and focused on the Unmentionable's core.

"Soul-depth Touch!" This was a passive skill that had accompanied Han Fei for a long time. Han Fei had developed new uses for it. He would use it to inspect the soul's secrets. In a way, Han Fei was similar to Mad Laughter. They were never bound to the fixed usage of a skill. They would use them their own way.

After the pieces in Depression's core screamed, Depression's stomach was stuffed with flame. The cracks appeared on Depression's soul. Humanity's light shone through the cracks.

Unmentionable could create their own world. It was the focus on the Unmentionable's faith and also their power source. After Depression was injured, its memory world was already weakened. Han Fei used Soul-depth Touch to reach into Depression's soul and crush its foundation. Depression dissolved into negative souls and escaped into the black mist. Han Fei held a broken figurine. The figurine had a sad face. It had an Unmentionable’s faith and intense negative energy. Depression was not killed, but its faith and figurine had been taken away. It was of no threat anymore.

With Mad Laughter's ambush and the aid from Fu Sheng's eldest son, the attack was completed. Mad Laughter was stronger than a normal Unmentionable. He already had several altars. After he obtained the blood of the first-generation ghost, his power increased again. The situation was still bad, but Han Fei and Mad Laughter didn't give up.

Ambushing Depression was just the first step. After getting the figurine, Han Fei initiated the second step. He sent the curses on Depression's figurine to Xu Qin's altar. At the same time, he poured his blood on Xu Qin's altar, but he realized the ghost's blood had no effect on Xu Qin. If anything, the blood triggered the altar. The world made from curses rapidly transmuted. Han Fei could hear Xu Qin screaming inside the altar.

"Just a bit more. If No. 2 can swallow the altars Dream constructed in the surface world and send the curses to Xu Qin, she will complete the last breakthrough." Han Fei picked up Xu Qin's altar and bound it to himself with the cursed chains. He then had Wu Chang inform the other neighbors.

Han Fei held Depression's figurine and looked at the skyscraper. Mad Laughter had Gao XIng's altar. He was now the owner of the tunnel. To open the tunnel to the real world, one had to satisfy two conditions, the approval of the tunnel owner and the sacrifice of one Unmentionable. Han Fei had both now. After returning to the cryptic world, Han Fei had prepared for the worst. His plan was connected to No. 2's plan.

The blame for the trapped players could be pinned on Han Fei, but it was the big companies who helped Han Fei summon the new players. The new company representatives sent them into the game. This forced the big companies to make a stand. But this was not enough. Han Fei needed a bigger danger so that they could make a quick decision. Most people would only wake up when the knife cut them. For that, opening the path to the real world was the only choice. Han Fei would not do this if he had another choice, but he had no other choice.

The theme park was surrounded by six Unmentionables, and Dream was about to arrive. How could Han Fei fight it when it was even stronger than Fu Sheng? No. 2 was still fighting Dream in the surface world. Xu Qin was still gathering power. Han Fei could only rely on Mad Laughter.

When Mad Laughter died in battle, Dream could take over the tunnel. Then, no one could stop Dream, and all hope would be lost. Considering all the factors, Han Fei and No. 2 could only think of one solution. It was to open the tunnel to the real world before Dream arrived and sent over the more powerful neighbors. This was the final solution. Many people would die. Han Fei might be the only sinner among all the black box owners. However, compared to that, he didn't want his friends in the cryptic world to be eaten by Dream, and he didn't want to hand Xin Lu over to the criminals.

Gripping Depression's figurine and carrying Xu Qin's altar, Han Fei got Ghost, climbed onto Big Sin, and they moved to the top of the skyscraper. The black mist around the theme park roared like waves.

Depression's injury didn't affect the other Unmentionables too much. Their expression didn't change. For them, no matter how much Han Fei struggled, Han Fei had no choice but to win. Mad Laughter took on Raw and Beast, and he was slowly taking the upper hand.

An arm reached out of Ghost's mouth. The fingers pierced Ghost's eyes. Anomaly's power was so strange.

There were dead people everywhere. Big Sin led Han Fei to the skyscraper. It howled as it climbed. Its appendages stuck into the wall, and it climbed up. The injured Big Sin sent Han Fei to the top!

Standing on the roof of the tallest building in the cryptic world, Han Fei dragged his tortured body and moved forward. His destination was Mad Laughter's altar. The altar once belonged to Gao Xing. He kept coughing, and blood soaked his clothes. Han Fei had trouble moving. He handed the first-generation ghost's blood to Mad Laughter. He could fall at any moment. As Han Fei was about to reach the altar, a figure blocked him. Li Xue's teacher was like the night sky as he descended before Han Fei.

"Teacher, are you going to stop me?" Han Fei's hand that held the figurine trembled. He looked at his teacher. The elder had carried the sins of Xin Lu. He was willing to fall into the cryptic world even after his death. He carried on his responsibility. He had given his life to the city, and he was someone Han Fei respected a lot.

"Opening the tunnel will kill some people, but not opening it will kill everyone!" Han Fei continued to move forward. "Move."

The elder looked at Han Fei silently. The eyes colored by sin had complicated emotions.

"I know people will die, but I have no other choice! I have done everything I can do! I just want to bring people out with me now!" Han Fei had never lost control before, but before his teacher, he gritted his teeth. He didn't think his teacher would block him. After Fu Sheng left and Han Fei gained the gaming helmet, his teacher had been protecting him all along. Before he fell, Han Fei's teacher chose to trust Han Fei, but he was also the one stopping Han Fei at this moment.

Han Fei held Rest in Peace, and his eyes were red. "I know you want to protect Xin Lu. Me too. I've given up everything to protect the people I don't know. I don't need anything from them. I don't need them to know what I've done for them. I can fight in the dark, but there's nothing else I can do now!" Han Fei raised Rest in Peace. "From the moment I entered this world, I've already died many times! Every time, it feels so real! I've never forgotten any of them! But I have never given up. Even now, I'm not doing this for me! I will not destroy Grave Village to save humanity. I am the leader of the Grave Village. I will make sure that everyone is alive!"

Han Fei had never told these things to anyone before. He wanted to shine the light on others but he never hid his shadows either.

"Move!"

Han Fei was attacked. His body weakened. Xu Qin and Mad Laughter were fighting. The innocent who escaped from Fu Sheng's altar was slaughtered. His neighbors were injured. In this situation, who could remain rational?

He had always been under crazy pressure. This was not meant to be!

The elder looked at Han Fei. This wounded young man was at his limits. Human emotions surfaced in the elder's dark eyes. He didn't say anything because he was just a spirit. Han Fei sensed the change in the elder. But when he tried to walk past the elder, he felt the elder grab his shoulder. Han Fei thought the elder was about to stop him, but the elder only patted his shoulder lightly. This simple gesture explained everything.

Han Fei came to the altar at the roof. This was the altar built at the tallest point in the cryptic world. Han Fei placed Depression's figurine before the altar and pulled back the black cloth. He thought there would be obstacles, but everything went smoothly. Anomaly stopped doing anything when Han Fei reached the rooftop.

Han Fei was anxious when he first reached the rooftop, but after he was stopped by his teacher, he calmed down.

"Dream is still not here. This is the only time I can bring people out. For me, this is the only path. I need to try it." Han Fei started to communicate with Mad Laughter. "But why aren't the Unmentionables stopping me? Are they worried that I might open the black box and fight them like Fu Sheng? Or is there another reason?" Han Fei couldn't figure it out. He believed he had left something. "Ghost was attacked when he said those things. Since it could attack Ghost, it could have attacked me. Why did it allow me to come here?

"Only Mad Laughter and I have the tunnel that reaches the real world. Only we can open it. Is it trying to use me to open the tunnel and then use it to escape to the real world?"

Han Fei shook his head. He thought back to what Ghost said. "Look around... Did Ghost notice something?"

While the ritual was ongoing, Han Fei looked around. This was the location where he could see everything. However, the theme park was shrouded in the black mist, so he couldn't see much.

"Black mist..." Han Fei suddenly remembered something. The theme park was already surrounded. The black mist was not needed anymore.

"Is that to stop the other Unmentionables from seeing the theme park? But the black mist is already drawing attention. The mist is more like they're purposely hiding something..." At that moment, Han Fei shivered. He stood up and looked around.

There was something in the thick mist. As the mist rolled like waves, some colors appeared. Then a pair of butterfly wings made from nightmare expanded and flapped. They covered the sky.

"Is Dream... waiting for me?"