The blade that sliced through the night sliced through the Butterfly's heart. The whole Ziggurat seemed to freeze for a second.
The Butterfly turned its head before Cupboard 4444. Its eyes were glued to the Evil Soul.
The nightmare had come true but the person who wielded the blade was not Han Fei but a Malevolent Ghost.
"How can a ghost wield the blade of humanity?"
The struggling Butterfly paused at that moment. The crack on its heart crawled through its veins and spread to its entire body.
The wings that seemed to have stolen all the colors from the cryptic world started to dim. Its night was torn apart.
After the Evil Soul delivered that slash, the black flame of hatred in the Old Ghost's heart was completely extinguished. The Butterfly Death Curse and the Old Ghost's hatred were buried together. The Old Ghost's large soul dissipated like dust. The last bit of its blood flowed into the Evil Soul's body.
No one expected the Evil Soul to wield the blade of humanity, no one expected the Old Ghost to be so decisive.
The old arm that gripped the blade slowly disappeared. The Butterfly's most precious heart was sliced in half.
After the Old Ghost's soul dissipated, the Evil Soul that possessed the Old Ghost's grandson's soul was even weaker than Han Fei.
Holding the blade, the Evil Soul retreated. For the Evil Soul, the blade had a new meaning, it had to protect it no matter what.
The Great Sin inside the Butterfly's chest managed to escape. It was too focused on the heart to care about what was happening outside.
When it saw the heart shatter, it bit on the biggest piece and started to escape out of the Butterfly's chest.
The hatred and resentment that surrounded the Butterfly would not miss this chance. Whether it could kill the Butterfly or not would depend on the next few seconds.
The spider web tainted with sin trapped the Butterfly at the cupboard door. Its most beautiful wings were torn apart and nightmarish blood flowed out from them.
The Butterfly's body was slowly disintegrating. Its handsome face was covered in livor mortis and death signs.
The butterfly, who was already at the end of its rope, kept its hand over its cracked chest. It wanted to retrieve its shattered heart but even its family members who were trapped inside its heart were scrambling to escape.
"They have never treated you as family but that is no reason for you to hurt so many people." The spider thread pierced through the Butterfly's body. "Repent for all the sins you've committed!"
"Repent?" The Butterfly covered her chest with her pale hand. The crack had spread to the back of her hand. "You poor creatures living in nightmares, do you really think you can kill me?"
A hysterical smile appeared on the handsome face. Butterfly stabbed its arm into its heart. Its chest and the door of wardrobe 4444 exploded at the same time.
Since birth, the butterfly has been used to that wardrobe, the shabby wardrobe hiding all the nightmares it has ever had.
Wardrobe 4444 was a grade E cursed object that was perfectly compatible with the Butterfly. When the Butterfly blew itself up, the wardrobe behind it also shattered.
This was the first time the people in the cryptic world saw the scene inside Room 4444. The channel inside the nightmare was connected to countless people's consciousness. With Han Fei's current knowledge, he still could not understand the relationship between the nightmare generated by human consciousness and the cryptic world.
With his limbs pierced by the chains, he was ready to die, but to his surprise, the hatred of the Butterfly purposely avoided him.
There was no way the Butterfly would be so kind, so there was only one reason for the Butterfly to do this. The Butterfly wanted to use the last bit of time to complete the Soul Retrieval Ritual.
Its original body was already trapped in the spider's web, this was its only chance to escape.
Before Han Fei could warn the group, a dark black Butterfly flew out from the depths of hatred.
The Butterfly's deeply hidden consciousness crawled into Han Fei's mind with shocking despair.
The Butterfly separated Han Fei's good and evil from his past just for this moment.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye. The moment the Butterfly's body exploded, its hidden consciousness crawled into Han Fei's mind.
This consciousness was hidden among the countless black butterflies in the night. It was not powerful but it was well hidden.
If everything went smoothly, the Soul Retrieval Ritual would be completed silently and Han Fei's soul would be swapped!
As long as it took over Han Fei's everything, the Butterfly would not be dead, it would be reborn in Han Fei's soul.
The Butterfly wanted to take over Han Fei's consciousness and take over Han Fei's body but before it could do anything, Han Fei's mind was already dyed red. An orphanage dripping with blood appeared in his mind. Han Fei, who was laughing maniacally, stared at the Butterfly like he was waiting for it to come.
The Butterfly had nowhere to run now. It rammed into the Red Orphanage in Han Fei's mind.
The black hatred collided with the red memory. Hysterical laughter filled Han Fei's mind.
With the Butterfly's desperate attack, some memories related to the orphanage surfaced in Han Fei's mind. The memories looked normal but the images were all blood red.
The children were playing games in the red room and eating red food in the red canteen but no one noticed anything wrong.
These memories appeared to have fallen off from the Red Orphanage. When Han Fei tried to remember them, his consciousness started to fade. It felt like he was living in a nightmare, a nightmare that would never end.
The Black Butterfly wanted to corrupt Han Fei's mind but after it paid a huge price to enter the Red Orphanage, the original black butterfly was slowly assimilated into red.
It flapped its wings, trying to kill the laughing Han Fei but its large body slowly shrunk in the orphanage. When it returned to the laughing Han Fei, it had turned into a normal black butterfly.
Reaching out his hands, Han Fei laughed madly, he even looked sick.
He used his hands to tear the Black Butterfly's body into pieces and then fed it to the red ants on the ground.
Hundreds of ants gnawed at its heart. The Black Butterfly felt pain that it had never experienced before. Han Fei watched it silently as the ants nibbled on it.
The Butterfly's hidden consciousness loosened the lock on the door of the Red Orphanage. Han Fei recalled more and more blood red memories but they were all normal. Other than being dyed red, there was nothing special about them.
His mind calmed down and Han Fei regained control of his body. He forced his eyes open and saw the broken Room 4444.
All of the Butterfly's nightmares were imprinted on the wall. As the Butterfly's consciousness dissipated, the narrow tunnel that connected the cryptic world to the nightmares twisted and broke. The sacrifices trapped inside were about to perish, including Feng Ziyu.
Han Fei could not save himself, he could not save so many. Capturing Feng Ziyu was already his limit.
Spider silk wrapped around their bodies and the spider dragged Han Fei and Feng Ziyu out of the wardrobe.
After the two left, the Grade E Wardrobe 4444 completely crumbled. All the Butterfly's nightmares were buried in the past.
Lying on the dried blood vessel, Han Fei looked around.
The clock in the ruin was 4: 44 pm. Little Eight and Zhuang Wen were still attacking the Butterfly's body and everything else. The surviving tenants walked out from their rooms. Some wanted to escape from the Ziggurat, some stood at the edge of the ruin in awe while others could not suppress their hatred for the Butterfly. They surrounded the child that Han Fei brought out from the underground, the madman from Room 1144 and the security guard Hua Kui.
The madman and Hua Kui were the Butterfly's spare bodies while the child was a part of the Butterfly's soul. He was responsible for looking after the altar underground, he was the Butterfly's dream self.
As the Butterfly's consciousness dissipated, the adorable child turned into a twisted monster. This was its original appearance.
Staring at the monster on the ground, Han Fei felt no sympathy for it. He saw with his own eyes how the child killed the other children inside the wardrobe, stripping them of their looks and future.
No one had the right to forgive the perpetrator on behalf of the victim.
To ensure the Butterfly's demise, all the tenants of the Ziggurat searched every corner.
The people from Happiness Neighbourhood were trying to calm Little Eight down when Xu Qin walked to Han Fei's side. She took out a box that she had prepared. "Do you need me to feed you?"
Before Han Fei could say anything, a male student rushed over. He had just climbed out from the ground. He carried Ying Huo and Lai Sheng. His eyes were filled with worry.
"You're the admin of this group, please don't let any more accidents happen to you."
When the male student brought Ying Huo and Lai Sheng to Han Fei's side, Evil Soul who was holding the Blade of Reincarnation also turned to look at Han Fei.
The few of them seemed to have a telepathic connection. They all knew what the other was thinking, but none of them spoke.
Taking a deep breath, Han Fei knew that he had to face this. With Xu Qin's support, he sat up straight.
"My soul has taken over your bodies, is there anything you need me to do? I'll help you complete it. "Han Fei said to those who were summoned.
"I, I still want to see my parents …" Lai Sheng was the first to speak. He was still a child, all he wanted was to be with his parents.
"They're already here." Han Fei signaled for Lai Sheng to look behind him. After the Butterfly's consciousness dissipated, the restraints on the Soul Chaser also disappeared. Even though Lai Sheng's parents had not fully recovered, they still found Lai Sheng due to their instincts.
Probably afraid that they might scare the child, they stood far away in the shadows, guarding Lai Sheng's back.
"Go and tell them that you miss them," Ye Zichen said. Then Han Fei turned to Ying Huo. This tall and lanky man was so kind that it made one's heart ache. "Is there anything you need me to do?"
"From now on, you'll be the new admin of that group chat. Don't worry about me, I want to try my best to survive, along with the rest of you." Ying Huo's own consciousness was slowly awakening. Like Han Fei, he was very gentle and delicate.
After being summoned to the cryptic world, Ying Huo was greatly touched. He might become the second person to be healed by this game.
Finally, Han Fei turned to Evil Soul, who was also staring at him.
Before Han Fei could say anything, Evil Soul already walked over with the Blade of Rebirth. His bloodshot eyes radiated malice and madness seeped into his bones. "I've always thought you're my Evil Soul, but looks like I was wrong."
"I also didn't expect the person I saw in the Butterfly's nightmare would be you." Han Fei had met the Door God before, so he knew that the split soul would have a different mind. However, he had forgotten one thing. Souls were different from person to person. A person's soul was also a person's soul. Certain things were hard to change.
"It doesn't matter who I saw. The important thing is, until now, I still think I'm a good person, the kind that can save the world." Evil Soul raised his arm and extended the Blade of Rebirth to Han Fei. Then he placed the hilt in Han Fei's palm. "I need you to do me a favor."
"What is it?"
"I've taken over a little b * stard's consciousness. His biggest wish is to see his family again. But now his family has been sucked into this blade. I can't control this blade freely, so I need you to release his family so they can see each other." Evil Soul let go of the blade.
"No problem."
Seeing Han Fei agree, a smile appeared on Evil Soul's blood-stained lips. He voluntarily hid his consciousness and forced Ol 'Ghost's grandson's consciousness to appear.
When Evil Soul opened his eyes again, his face had started to change. There was no evil in his eyes, only fear and a trace of longing.
"Rebirth!"
The dazzling blade lit up again, and the people behind Han Fei slowly appeared. Among them was everyone from Old Ghost's family.
Seeing the people behind Han Fei, Ol 'Ghost's grandson burst into tears. He ran towards the shadow and stood in the middle of his family.
Death was a train that would not turn back. At the end of the journey stood the departing family. They waved through the windows and said goodbye with smiles on their faces.
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