Amid the melodious sound of the flute, the four leaders on the second level showed their past events in their eyes.

Perfect Distortion Entry: Death Worship.

When there is no longer anything you miss in your heart, death will no longer be painful. Unlike the dehumanization of the Nightmare Roulette, the ultimate direction of the Nightmare Roulette is evil, while the ultimate direction of the Death worship is absolutely negative.

Once all the thoughts of life are abandoned, the judge's other ability can make them puppets and follow their orders, even if they are smiling and welcoming death.

Doctors and judges do not have the power of Bai Yuan to see people's hearts, but they can see that these four people have expectations for the prison escaper.

The great pain in the sound of flutes and the experiment of spiritual beds is enough to erase this fantasy.

The will of the four leaders is indeed strong, but in the face of this situation, everyone's consciousness has been broken, their eyes have become distracted, and occasionally their body will instinctively twitch due to extreme pain.

Yuan Ye gently muttered the child's name.

She seemed to have returned to seven hundred years ago.

Before the end of the world, she had a lawsuit with her ex-husband about custody of the child. Her arrogant personality and a slightly weak financial ability made the court finally give the custody of the child to her ex-husband.

As the end of the world came, everyone was running away. Yuan Ye was concerned about her children. When she came to her ex-husband's house, she dramatically saw her ex-husband lying in a pool of blood.

It is not death from evil deeds, but from robbery.

Survival requires supplies, and his ex-husband is kind and cowardly, and is very suitable for living in a peaceful and prosperous era. When the child was awarded him, Yuan Ye was unwilling to accept it, but he knew in his heart that this was a reasonable arrangement.

But the end of the world is different. Surviving in troubled times requires toughness and domineeringness. Yuan Ye looked at his ex-husband dying, and all his past grudges were relieved at this moment.

It is also here that her soul also has its own anchor.

The child did not die, he just feared that his mother would not have anyone to protect him and left.

I wonder if this last words are the last kindness of the husband to his wife in this couple who have long lost their love.

The child disappeared, and Yuan Ye never found the child, but because of the obsession with finding the child, she survived no matter what kind of pain she encountered in the end of the world.

But this time... she really couldn't stand it anymore.

After searching for the child who had not been found for seven hundred years, she finally suffered. Just at the other end of the underworld, Yuan Ye saw the dreamy face and waved to herself.

The persistence for seven hundred years seemed to collapse at this moment. Yuan Ye suddenly felt a little tired, and the child was dead... She had thought about this possibility over the years, but she had been thinking about making plans for the worst possible.

But when she saw the other person standing at the end of the Huangquan, she still felt that all her stubbornness was being drained a little bit.

...

Not only Yuan Ye, but the other three were also on the verge of collapse.

Cole once again came to the memory he was most reluctant to face.

The people around him died one by one. He wanted to protect them, but all he could do was listen to his parents and cover his mouth tightly.

Until it turned into evil deeds, it seemed to be repenting to the self that could only escape silently... It was obviously a kind of wisdom, but it lost its verbal ability. This was his silent persistence and self-blame.

Now all those whom they once wanted to protect appeared again in their memories. They told Cole not to feel guilty, not to be sad, forget the past, let go of the past, and leave everything to the sound of the flute.

Cole's eyes became more and more dissipated... It wanted to fall asleep so hard that it would not resist anything... it would not bear anything. It was so tired when moving forward with pain for seven hundred years.

Lu Yan and Qian Yixin also returned to their most painful memories. These pains were injections that kept their souls awake when they were lost again and again.

But now, they will forever forget these memories in the sound of the flute, as if a gentle sound is causing them to stop carrying the heavy burden of living.

Yan Zizai, Qian Yixin, Yuan Ye, Lu Yan, Kerr... These people who are waiting for redemption are like drowning people who are seeking survival. They want to try their best to grasp something, but they can only feel some extremely important things, getting further and further away from themselves.

The doctor and the judge were very satisfied with this scene and had already begun to wait for the moment when they became puppets.

But at this moment, the last struggle emerged in the hearts of these people who had fought for seven hundred years!

Yuan Ye looked at the figure of her child from the other end of Huangquan. She gritted her teeth and tears flowed. It seemed that something was trying to resist the negative feeling in her heart:

"You are not my child! You are not my child! I don't want him to die, I don't accept his death!! I have been looking for him for seven hundred years! I have to see people alive, and I have to see corpses when I die! Even if I search for this world, even if this world is destroyed! I have to continue looking for it!!"

The angry mother was roaring. She didn't know if she could still be so angry the next time the flute sounded, and whether she could still be persistent in finding the child.

She only knew that if she even compromised on this matter, then she would have lived a joke in the past seven hundred years!

Cole, who had never spoken for seven hundred years, finally spoke in his hallucination.

"Get out of here! I know that no matter how you do, you will never come back, but if you die here... How should I go to the Netherworld to treat you? Carrying the pain of revenge or enduring the torture of guilt, this is my own choice! You dead people, get back to your world! I just want to live with the guilt I feel for you! I will never want to forgive myself like this!"

Angry negative emotions instantly filled the entire prison.

The seven hundred years of persistence in my heart are like being the last stubborn resistance, resisting the double erosion of flute sound and pain.

Yan Zizai opened her eyes, and in the blood-red vision, her sister's face when she was old, and Yan Jiu's helpless request for help appeared.

He obviously had no strength, but his hands were still clenching his fists in humiliation.

This painful imprisonment finally made him understand the role he played in the Yan family over the years.

Not just yourself, how many such tragedies have been there for the Yan family over the past seven hundred years?

Prison is a place where kind people are imprisoned. Yan Chao can come out of this prison... Everything is already clear.

All are fake... The so-called great future of mankind, and the great experiments of studying evil deeds are all fake!

Yan Zizai doesn’t want to die, nor does he want his own death. This will encourage these people with bad qualities to do more evil!

The five people seemed to have some kind of tacit understanding between each other. Qian Yixin, Yuan Ye, Ke Er, Yan Zizai, and Lu Yan all let out angry roars at this time.

This sound is like a roar of thunder falling toward the underworld!

"What's going on? What's wrong with them?" the doctor asked.

The judge said:

"I can only say that the few people you find are hard bones. The power of the entry will make them slowly give up their inner obsessions, and their will is resisting the entry. But as time goes by, they will eventually surrender."

"This kind of resistance will have an explosive expression, which you can understand as a return to the future. A strong will to survive will struggle a few times before being completely overwhelmed."

It is not that the judge has encountered this situation. In fact, it is already strange that these people can persist for so long under the double torture of the doctor and himself.

Can be collected!

But something even stranger is going to happen now.

When the judge was about to flute again and play the song that made people rush to death, it suddenly realized... its movements had slowed down.

Not only myself, but the change in the doctor's eyes also seemed to have become frame-by-frame playback at this moment.

A big shot of an alarm outside the prison!

But the sound is as long as the voices of several prisoners and patients, and is slow and lengthy.

This moment lasted for a short time. When everything around him was normal, the doctor's eyes were filled with horror, and the judge looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

"A person who has been moving forward for seven hundred years and keeps his original intention and strives to survive, no matter how many times he sees it, he feels very cute. This anger when resisting death is really touching, hahahaha... It's great!"

"Me too."

"Senior, thank you for letting me come here. It's not just fulfilling the master's last wish. It's really worth it to meet so many interesting people! Even if I try my best, I will take them out!"

"What you should be happy about is that you are not late. You are so fast, but you are a road deaf, and you almost delayed the big thing."

"Hahahahahahaha... I'm so handsome, I'm not suitable for this, senior."

The golden light was like the airflow when a tornado appeared, rolling around the two figures.

The terrifying golden energy began in the laboratory and instantly spread like a storm, filling the entire prison!

At this moment, the prison guard's hand waving the baton seemed to be frozen! Even the doctor and the judge felt that powerful force, allowing themselves to come out of another dimension of time!

Two men wearing the same masks appeared in the eyes of Storm.

It was like responding to the determination to live no matter what, and the pure anger at the erosion of death.

The few people struggling in despair let out a thunderous roar in order to keep the anchor in their souls.

And justice, which is also like the arrival of thunder, comes from reinforcements from the shelter
Chapter completed!