Strange game designer

The waste pill in the acupuncture point began to melt, but Gao Ming was completely immersed in those memory fragments. He kept flipping through them and feeling them. When he saw the last piece of memory, a deeply hidden emotion flowed out from the darkness.

It's neither sadness nor relief, it's a very special kind of loneliness.

Death happened again and again. The people around him only saw Gao Ming once, but Gao Ming passed them by thousands of times. All their efforts led to the worst outcome. In this endless struggle, it seemed that Gao Ming was the only one left on this road.

Some memory fragments are stained with anger, some are soaked in despair, and some retain a trace of impulse of love. Each memory fragment has different emphases, but in the end they all carry deep loneliness.

With his shoulders held down, Gao Ming turned his head suddenly, and the flesh and blood ghost sent all the loneliness in his memories into the furnace of flesh and blood.

Under the burning of the heart fire and soul fire, a chisel appeared in Gao Ming's consciousness, and on it were three crooked words left by the flesh and blood ghosts and gods - hollow man.

"Are you talking about me? Or something else?"

The chisel drilled through the waste pills, and the soul fire burned. Gao Ming used other carving knives to make them. He carved the memories in the waste pills into gods.

As he carved other people's statues bit by bit, his own consciousness began to merge with those memory fragments. The entire process of forging the carving knife and carving the statue was the process of him finding himself again.

When the last statue was carved, the glow in Gao Ming's body was confined to his abdomen. There were gods sitting inside him, and the room in his heart that could not be opened was made to look more like a fairy palace.

"The third step is to carve a shape and hide the spirit!"

What Gao Ming asked the seventh-level monks to carve was a blood city. The blood city was already on his body, so there was no need to carve a shape. He just let the many statues in his body sit on the blood city tattoo, and then the change happened.

The Blood City tattoo on his body is a dead city, full of shadows and death. But when many gods returned and the statues were suppressed on the acupoints, the city came back to life. The boundless shadow spread outward with Gao Ming as the center. It was so huge that the entire deep nightmare could not contain it, blurring the boundaries of the spiritual view.

"boom!"

Another loud noise was heard from the fairy palace above their heads, and sweet rain fell. Fairy dew drenched all living beings, and many cultivators raised their heads.

The mist seemed to dissipate a little, and a hint of blood appeared faintly in the fairy palace.

"The fourth step, spiritual blood to brighten the eyes!"

The monk placed a spot of his own blood on the central statue, and the central statue now completely changed its shape. Buildings occupied by evil spirits appeared on it, with countless living people wailing for help inside.

As the shadow spread, Gao Ming's body and the statue were attracted to each other. The central statue was now carved into the "shell" of the Blood City, and Gao Ming was the core of the Blood City.

"Is this the Asgard?"

The monks looked at the huge complex of buildings. They had never seen such an architectural style before. It was completely different from what they had imagined.

"Spiritual blood to brighten the eyes." Gao Ming didn't have time to care about what those monks thought. He pressed his hand stained with his own blood on the central statue.

When the blood came into contact with the stone, something happened that surprised all the monks. The buildings on the central statue surged like waves, and one building after another began to change positions, as if they felt the call of Gao Ming.

“The building is alive?”

"This city is moving on its own! It's magic! It must be magic!"

The blood-red tattoo flowed, and Gao Ming's palm fell completely. The place where his five fingers were clenched was exactly the exit of the tunnel!

Everything seemed to be destined. The Blood City Tattoo and the Blood City Sculpture began to overlap, and the entrance to the tunnel began to grow larger in Gao Ming's eyes.

There seemed to be a hole in the belly of the central statue, and Gao Ming saw the desire that had turned into substance.

When false things are believed by countless people, they will bring power. The desire of all people in the seven levels below Lingguan to become immortals is all here, providing continuous help for the operation of Lingguan.

"Everyone has a different idea of ​​immortality in their mind, so the face of this Lingguan deity statue is blurry."

The aroma of meat was everywhere, and the smell of incense could no longer be smelled. Wisps of golden light fell from the fairy palace above. Those cultivators thought that their chance to become immortal had arrived. Only Gao Ming became more nervous.

The latest novel is published first on Liu9shuba!

Lingguan noticed the changes on the seventh floor, and it was going to target him again!

"Step five, act dirty!"

Only by filling the statue with dirt can it display all kinds of magical powers. There are very few items on the seventh floor that can be used to fill the dirt, and they are mainly concentrated in the hands of several powerful monks. They are also fanatical believers of Lingguan, so the monks on the seventh floor can only dig out precious "things" from themselves and fill them into the statue. The process of their building the statue is also the process of Lingguan eating away at them step by step, which is exactly the opposite of Gao Ming.

"Brother Dao, what kind of sacrifice are you going to use to fill the dirt?"

"This city is so big that it is impossible to seal a person's organs. I propose to sacrifice those fellow Taoists who did not come here."

The cautious monks have begun to retreat, and the monks who were cooperating just now are now looking at each other with dangerous eyes. Faced with the opportunity to become immortal, no one is willing to help others and sacrifice themselves.

"You don't need to make sacrifices. I said, I will help you become an immortal!" The smile on Gao Ming's face gradually turned ferocious. He glared at the golden glow falling from the illusory fairy palace. It was like a golden waterfall of light surrounding him from several directions. Gao Ming had nowhere to hide. He moved his center of gravity forward, and his broken body fell into the tunnel exit.

The huge black hole was connected to the desire inside the statue. Gao Ming did not hesitate for a moment and chose to make himself the internal organs of the Blood City statue!

The tunnel exit disappeared, and roars came from the statue. The city, which was originally just a building, began to bleed, and endless death and despair were entangled in every building.

The monks around were stunned. Those who ran slowly were directly sucked away by the blood city statue. They could not imagine why a city could become so terrifying? And who wiped out such a terrifying city?

Golden light fell, rosy clouds filled the sky, and cultivators were crushed by the light bands. The Immortal Palace they had been looking up to was no longer disguised, and this time it was not even covered by fog. It pressed towards the Blood City statue with incomparable brutality.

"Anxious? Can an 'immortal' get anxious too?"