After an Infinite Flow Player Retires

Hearing the speech, ye Jia's pupil shrank suddenly.

... grandfather?

Mother's... Father?

Across the cold steel railing, you can see the deformed and ugly body of the old man, as if slowly wriggling with the frequency of breathing. The beating scarlet meat is stained with a greasy luster by the light on the top of the head, which looks particularly terrible.

"He has maintained this state of being neither dead nor alive for more than 30 years..." the chief director leaned out his hand and pressed it on the cold glass cover, his face showing pain and said:

"It is difficult for ordinary human beings to live to this age, but these sarcomas parasitic on him always maintain his life."

Yezei fixed his eyes on the old man who was hanging half his life in the prison. His pale thin lips were slightly tight, as if the blade could not be pried open.

The weak old man opened his dark eyes and slowly fixed his eyes on Yejia.

His face twitched slightly, and a faint squeak came out of the crooked corner of his mouth: "... Who... Ah?"

The director general opened his mouth, but before making a sound, he was interrupted by Yezei:

"How did he become like this?"

The chief director was slightly stunned, and the expression on his face gradually became dignified and painful. He slowly took a deep breath and said with difficulty:

"In fact, thirty years ago, the door... Was opened."

Ye Jia's breath stagnated and suddenly turned his head to look at the director.

Has the door... Been opened?

what do you mean?

Outside the headquarters of the authority.

The dark and vast darkness covers the building and almost integrates with the night, but it can not be penetrated by the light. When you look into it carefully, you can vaguely catch a glimpse of ugly and ferocious faces, bullying in this direction like dark clouds. In the vortex composed of fierce ghosts and Yin, the building of the supernatural authority stands alone, It looks lonely and fragile, as if it will be swallowed in the next second.

The harsh sound of the alarm echoed in the building, symbolizing the dangerous scarlet light shining in the dark, like the desperate breathing of the dying man.

The staff on the night shift in the Management Bureau looked pale and fought with each other. They stared at the rolling Yin outside the window and asked shivering:

"What is the value...?"

Another humanitarian: "no, can not be measured!"

The detector with the strongest quota in the authority has been rushed to the highest value. The thin pointer trembled in the dangerous red area and seemed to rush higher.

"Come on, contact support!"

Another employee at the front desk raised his head with a grim face, still clutching his mobile phone in his stiff and cold fingers, and a busy beep came from the microphone:

"Can't get out..."

All contact with the outside world has been completely cut off, and they are now alone.

Suddenly, just listening to the "click", a pale arm stretched out from the dark cloud without warning, smashed the glass of the hall, and grabbed the nearest employee at the door!

The sharp nails glittered with cold light, as if they could cut off steel.

The employee opened his eyes, and his body could not move at all in extreme panic. His trembling pupils reflected the huge hand stretched out at an unreachable speed, and almost forgot how to breathe.

The next second, a blood wall suddenly rose on the ground, and the sharp tip mercilessly cut off the blue and white giant hand.

For a moment, foul smelling and dark blood splashed.

Just listen to the "pa Da", the huge hand hit the ground heavily, and the miserable howl sounded from the broken glass door.

The blood slowly flowed down the employee's pale face. He stared blankly at the front and didn't seem to react to what had just happened.

This is a man's low magnetic voice from behind:

"Ah, it's okay."

Everyone was surprised and suddenly turned to look in the direction of the voice.

The tall man came out of the darkness slowly, his eyebrows and eyes were very deep, and a pair of scarlet blood like eyes were flowing with strange light in the shadow. His eyes swept lightly over the twitching corpses on the ground, as if passing through some insignificant dust:

"If a human is dead, you can't play handsome with your brother later."

... human?!

It means that the man in front of us is not human?

Everyone could not help but get a fright, and a sense of panic trembled from their backs.

Then, more ferocious limbs suddenly stretched out from the darkness outside, as if enraged by the frustration just now, and fiercely attacked the building——

The blood wave rolled behind the man, as if he had a mind, roared and rushed towards the fierce ghosts who tried to squeeze into the building. The corroded Zizi sound and scream echoed in the empty hall, and the rotten smell evaporated in an instant.

Ji Xuan glanced at them faintly: "don't you go yet?"

At the moment when his voice fell, others woke up and stumbled towards the building.

Whether the man is human, friend or enemy, in short, it's right to run.

Soon, Ji Xuan was left alone in the empty hall. Through the broken glass, he could see the greedy faces and terrible bodies surging outside:

"Ji Xuan..."

A voice sounded from the dark clouds outside. It sounded like the reverberation of many voices, rough, thin, hoarse and malicious. Countless voices twisted together and sounded at the same time: "have you forgotten your identity now?"

Ji Xuan slowly took a step outward, and the blood Haydn under his feet spread out of the building like a creature.

As if intimidated, the cloud outside the door suddenly retreated:

"You...!"

"Identity?" Ji Xuan smiled. His scarlet pupils narrowed slightly and looked straight at the dark clouds rolling in the distance. He said, "do you know what the only task my mother gave me?"

The clouds rolled: "... What?"

The man's voice was low and slightly dumb, with a chilling sense of oppression: "find ace."

The smile on Ji Xuan's lips deepened slightly: "my mother promised me that as long as I found him, the rest was at my disposal."

He shrugged. "Look, in essence, I've never disobeyed her orders."

The dark clouds outside the building rolled more violently and ferociously.

Ji Xuan walked out step by step, and the sea of blood roared at his feet, bringing a sense of terror and coercion that could not be ignored. Every time he went further, the heavy black clouds stepped back.

He said slowly, "it's my mother... Hiding a lot from me."

Ji Xuan sighed with regret:

"I have to say that as her direct son, I am very sad."

——In a sense, his mother did not trust Ji Xuan.

Whether she was looking for a container for herself or opening the door in the M City, she never revealed anything to Ji Xuan.

She seemed to have realized that her direct son was not completely obedient, or perhaps to test and test each other. She basically handed over the important tasks to other S-level fierce ghost lords, but only handed over the task of finding and transforming Yejia to him.

Although Ji Xuan knew that his mother wanted to leave the game, what he didn't know was

What mother is going to do.

And where is the really key place.

While offering a reward order, he wantonly looked for the trace of ACE, sent his men in the dark to investigate the men of other S-level fierce ghosts, tortured them, and then asked about the existence of M city - it will become the key target of future attacks.

After Ji Xuan came to m City, he realized it slowly——

It is not that this door is in M City, but that M city itself is this door.

So he bought the well.

But it was too late.

The transformation of the Yin well has been completed and it has become one of the cornerstones of the gate.

Since then, the opening of the gate has become a foregone conclusion, and no one can stop it.

However, due to the suppression of his mother's blood, Ji Xuan could not reveal a word.

Looking for the part of the body, when they investigated together, Ji Xuancai slowly learned the whole picture - what his mother needed was not only a door, but also a container.

As for the past of Yejia's mother family, he knows no more than Yejia himself.

Looking at the fierce ghost cloud tide rolling in front of him, Ji Xuan smiled:

"I think, if you look closely, I'm afraid she failed a little more as a mother than as a son."

"So, what's your position to question me?"

The faces of fierce ghosts in front of him were vicious and terrible, but it seemed that there was no retort. Layers of voices echoed in the dark storm clouds: "Ji Xuan, do you want to make way?"

Ji Xuan's voice was cold and indifferent, with a trace of almost cruel arrogance and malice:

"Of course not."

Behind his back, the wall of blood rose slowly, like a billowing wave in the dark: "want to enter? Try it. "

meanwhile.

Five floors underground of the supernatural authority.

Yezei turned to the chief director standing aside and asked slowly:

"... what?"

Just then, the old man breathed hard from the railing. His dirty eyes suddenly widened and murmured, "door! No! Come on... "

The General Administration sighed and said:

"Now that you know... The disappearance of her body, you should have seen the symbols on the coffin?"

Yejia gave a low "um".

"Thirty years ago, because of ignorance and stupidity, mankind... We opened the door once."

The director general's vision was far away, as if he had fallen into memory.

At that time, the supernatural authority had just been established, and every member was arrogant and enthusiastic. At that time, their director, Qi Sheng, was the strongest and smartest leader. At that time, they were ordinary people and could only fight with fierce ghosts by relying on technical and special guns.

However, human * * is infinite, and the malice bred by * * is rising with the development of the times.

Fierce ghosts are getting stronger and stronger, and Yin Qi flows in the streets, eroding the vitality of ordinary human beings and swallowing one victim after another. With the increasing prosperity of evil, human confrontation has become more and more difficult. It is more and more difficult for them to win the battle, and more and more people have sacrificed.

Until... Qi Sheng found a way to break the game.

There is a technique that can open the door on the other side and absorb and imprison all fierce ghosts above level B in the world.

Although it was very difficult, after more than ten years of efforts, they finally completed all the preparations.

The gate opened in the spotlight.

Indeed, all the fierce ghosts above level B were absorbed into the huge door.

But what they don't know is that those fierce ghosts are not imprisoned, but... Eaten.

What they don't know is... There is a more terrible existence on the other side of the world.

She is the source of evil thoughts and * *, the mother of all monsters and fierce ghosts, and the most terrible existence in the gap between reality and nothingness.

And she was awakened by fresh blood.

Fortunately, the existence of the door itself is also a constraint. The door is opened, but it does not mean that she can come out directly from the other side.

After all the fierce ghosts disappeared, the number of human deaths still surged, and the supernatural authority began to realize that something was wrong——

As the builder of the whole technique, Qi Sheng paid a heavy price for his ignorance and stupidity.

The moment the door was opened, he was parasitized.

A steady stream of evil thoughts intruded into the real world from his body and released extremely terrible power.

His only daughter, as the selected container, became a victim.

Finally, they realized that there was something more terrible inside the door and wanted to come out. The supernatural authority was determined to make up for its mistakes——

The chief secretary took off his glasses again, wiped them on his skirt and said:

"More than 30 years ago, the supernatural authority was not reorganized."

He sighed, "but... No one can survive."

Yezei was stunned. In the midst of lightning, stone and fire, an idea flashed in his mind - is it?

Just listen to the director general go on:

"Now that you have seen the old signs of the authority, you should also know the countless bones buried under those signs."

The numerous mummies built into the wall and the number of corpses that should not be in an ordinary cemetery flashed quickly from Yejia's eyes.

"Blood sacrifice." The general director's tone was heavy and painful: "we had to sacrifice human life and blood before we completely closed the door."

Also from that day on, a small number of humans began to have more powerful abilities.

In fact, it is not a power, but another form of Yin Qi that can be controlled by humans.

——Although it paid a cruel price, human beings still achieved their initial goal.

All fierce ghosts above level B have been eliminated. In addition to the art, humans also have the means to protect themselves.

From then on, mankind can finally win the battle with fierce ghosts.

However, this kind of peace is extraordinarily short, and it has only lasted for just 30 years.

"As long as the door is opened, it can't be completely closed." The Chief Secretary seemed to be ten years old in an instant. He sighed and said, "where we don't know, there is a gap between the other side and the reality, so that the mother can pull potential people into the other side from the real world... And then it has become the current situation."

Even if the rest of the matter did not require further explanation by the director general, Yejia already knew the context.

The game is not just a simple killing machine.

Its function is screening.

Weak human beings without potential become the blood food for feeding fierce ghosts, while potential human beings will accept the gift from their mother and slowly be transformed into fierce ghosts and become her loyal people in the game.

The game didn't collapse, but was deliberately opened.

Those weak fierce ghosts and monsters wreak havoc in the world and interfere with the line of sight, while the really high-level fierce ghosts will be sent to complete the instructions given to them by their mother. Everything is just for the same purpose - to complete the things that were not completed 30 years ago and release their mother from the closed door.

"The door... Close..." the pale old man murmured in the prison. His shrunken limbs twitched instinctively, and the sarcoma on the other half squirmed and made a sticky and disgusting sound. He began to shout something low.

It took Yejia some time to recognize the other party's vague whisper:

"... xiaorou, xiaorou..."

The young man's eyes flashed suddenly, and a complex and unspeakable look flashed at the bottom of his eyes.

He forced himself to take his eyes back.

The director general observed his expression and sighed slowly: "as the only senior management of the authority who survived the reorganization... From that day on, he was detained here as a war criminal. Director Qi also tried to commit suicide, go on hunger strike, cut his wrists and even cut his throat... But..."

These sarcomas have been forcing him to live.

Waiting for the moment when the door opens again.

Yezei tightened his lips.

He turned his head and looked at the director general: "can the door be damaged?"

The chief of the General Administration shook his head: "the door is not a specific concept of reality. From the moment it is opened, its existence cannot be erased."

He continued: "even if the mark of the authority is erased, all the bodies are burned, and even that piece is razed to the ground, the door will still be there. The only thing that will change is its state... Open or closed."

His face was full of fatigue:

"These things have also been known to me on and off during this period of time."

After all, 30 years ago, the director general was just an ordinary peripheral employee, and he had no knowledge of this extremely core thing.

After the ghost gate opened, he began to look for the vast remnant data and ask the personnel who had been involved in the incident.

However, the former insiders have almost died, leaving only an old man with a chaotic brain, which adds great difficulty to his work.

It was not until recently that the director general put this information together.

At that moment, he could not help shivering.

In the period after that, he has been dealing with and talking with the relevant senior officials of the government and lobbying the relevant departments.

So when m city made a request to evacuate the people, the above authorities could approve it so quickly and begin to enforce it.

Yezei frowned slightly, as if he suddenly thought of something, looked up and said:

"Do you know the malicious Heihe River buried deep underground?"

"... what malice?" The director general was stunned.

It seems that the malice buried under each mark is the mother's handwriting.

They may be the center of the event.

Yejia was lost in thought.

However, those malicious can even pollute the fierce ghost, and the little black hand has been inadvertently eroded and lost his mind.

They can't be touched at all, let alone destroyed.

What should do?

Ye Jia's eyebrows and eyes were slightly coagulated.

After a long time, he turned to the director general and said, "OK, I've made it clear what I should know. Let's go."

The director general turned to look at the old man behind him, sighed and said, "OK."

They make the elevator slowly upward.

Before the door of the elevator was opened, they heard the shrill and terrible scream outside.

The chief director's face turned a little white, subconsciously stepped back and swallowed his saliva:

"... just now, the man with you, can he really do it alone?"

Yejia glanced at him and said, "don't worry about him."

Director general: "..."

This is not a matter of worrying!!!

"He has enough alone." Yezei smiled and said.

The elevator door in front of him opened slowly, revealing the hall completely covered by dirty, rotten, blood and body fluid. In the distance, at the door of the building, the man's back was slender and straight, and looked very small in front of the overwhelming fierce ghosts. However, he stood there with such determination. Even if he hadn't moved a step, the surrounding fierce ghosts couldn't move forward half a step, Blood and stumps spread down, turning the whole world into human purgatory.

The chief director stared in disbelief: "... He, is he...?"

Yejia seemed to suddenly sound something and said, "Oh, you should have heard his name."

... ah?

The chief director looked blankly at Yejia.

The young man in front of me said lightly, "Ji Xuan."

... Ji Xuan?

It does sound familiar

wait.

The director general suddenly opened his eyes, almost forgot how to breathe, and stared at the man not far away.

Ji Xuan, the ghost King?????

Yezei ignored the general director who was messy in the wind, but walked towards Ji Xuan.

Ji Xuan turned his head and looked over, thin lips slightly hooked: "brother, are you finished?"

Yezei said "well", then raised his eyes to look at the fierce ghost tide in front of him like a hurricane, and slightly frowned: "it's you, why haven't you dealt with it for so long?"

Ji Xuan: "

He was a little discouraged and whispered, "the previous wave has been cleaned up."

Yezei stared outside the building. The body of the fierce ghost had almost filled the open space. The ground could hardly be seen layer by layer, from level B, level a to level s.

He was slightly stunned: "what wave is this now?"

Ji Xuan thought, "the fourth wave."

Staring at the hell like scene in front of him, Yejia tightened his eyebrows.

Something's wrong.

He whispered: "... Is it worth spending so much money for an old man who has been half buried?"

Just then, the fierce ghost tide in front suddenly stopped attacking.

The overlapping voice came from the dark clouds in front of him, laughing wildly: "Ha Ha Ha Ha ha ha!!!"

"Yes, it's ace." The voice sounded particularly vicious:

"But... Our task has been completed. Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey..."

With ferocious laughter, the clouds in front slowly retreated towards the distance, dispersed in the blink of an eye, and exposed the outside sky.

The sky overhead has gradually revealed the color of fish belly white, and the morning glow has been dyed a particularly unknown blood red.

At this time, the mobile phone in Yejia's pocket suddenly buzzed and vibrated twice.

He took out his cell phone.

The news should have been sent to him five hours ago.

It's from the medical examiner.

The eye that was sent is gone.

Yejia suddenly shook, and his fingers tightened in an instant - not good!

These fierce ghosts came not to prevent him from meeting with the former director, but to block him and Ji Xuan out of the M city.

M city.

The plan given above is very complete and the resources are very sufficient, just like the evacuation has been prepared for a long time.

Water, land and air transportation are all available and highly efficient.

After a day and night of scheduling, most residents have been basically evacuated from the city, and only a small part of them are still blocked on the road out of the city.

The little girl hugged her mother's neck and looked curiously in the direction she came.

She raised her fleshy little hand and pointed to the M City, which was basically an empty city. The child's voice was young and naive: "Mom, what's that?"

The crowd looked with the voice.

I don't know when the sky behind is stained with blood colored light.

Overlooking from a high altitude, the blood red lines on the ground emerge between the streets of the city, emitting terrible light, forming the pattern of a huge door.

The ground rumbled.

It's like... Something terrible is hitting behind.