Chapter 883: Red
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The top floor of the experimental building is the closest to the sky, and it is also a place where you can touch another world with your hands.
The original normal campus has begun to change, and more and more students have turned into bloodshot and ugly monsters.
They wailed in the once peaceful campus. They were used to the beauty, and they never imagined that they had suffered such painful things.
Every second that the blood-red mirror covering the ghost school exists, several blood threads will shatter, and the memories contained in the blood threads will disappear, and the last trace of the memory owner in this world will be erased.
The painter's east and west campuses are undergoing an irreversible collapse, and as the master of the east and west campuses, the painter is standing on the top floor of the laboratory building at this time.
He picked up the broken drawing board, and as he raised his palm, black and red blood appeared on the drawing board.
"You want to kill me?" Chang Wenyu sat on the edge of the building with her legs dangling in the air: "You have been approved by half of the students in the ghost school, but you can't control the will of the other half of the students. If you kill me, the will of the school will be destroyed." Be completely swallowed by that city."
"I have never killed anyone, but many people died because of me. I use the drawing board to record their last appearance, and occasionally take it out for appreciation in my spare time." The painter grabbed the corner of the drawing board, dipped his pale fingers Dried blood, he didn't seem to care what Chang Wenyu said, just talking to himself, saying what he wanted to say.
"You haven't killed anyone?" Chang Wenyu crossed her legs and stretched her arms: "You can always find reasons for what you do. This is what I hate the most about you."
The bloody smell on the roof of the experimental building became more and more serious. Chang Wenyu stood up, with blood-red flames burning in her eyes: "Do you know why I escaped from this school and came back in the end?"
The painter shook his head slightly.
"I saw some of the children's families outside the door. They guarded the unconscious children and waited for them to go home." Chang Wenyu stood on the edge of the building, with the reflection of the blood-red world above her head, and the crumbling world under her feet. The thing campus: "But I know this is impossible. The door bound them, which seemed to be salvation, but in fact it just sent them into deeper despair."
The long black hair was blown by the blood-red wind, Chang Wenyu's right eye was beating red light, but black blood oozes from the socket of her gouged left eye: "So I'm back, I can't save this place All children, all I can do is destroy this door, bury you all, and prevent our story from being repeated for others."
Blood flowers bloomed on her coat little by little, and the expression on Chang Wenyu's face became more and more crazy: "I will destroy this place at all costs."
"Can you do it? If you lose the recognition of the ghost school's will, you will become weaker and weaker. What you have learned in this school will eventually be returned to it." The painter's flat tone seemed to be just Asking if the person has had breakfast is the same.
"I don't need the approval of the ghost school's will, as long as someone in this school recognizes me." The atmosphere on the top of the laboratory building became more and more tense, and Chang Wenyu was also ready to fight the painter.
"It's good to have your own ideas, but why did you attract the ghosts in that city?" The painter glanced past Chang Wenyu and looked at the bloody city outside the ghost school: "Compete for the approval of the ghost school's will and become a new ghost school." The door pusher, this is a matter between us, why do you have to pull them together? Are you still afraid of me?"
"I know you won't make the same mistake again, so I only have this one chance, before you become the new door pusher,
Completely ruin this place. "
"Destroying the gate of the school; attracting the ghosts of the Scarlet City; contacting all the red clothes who have resisted me and have the qualifications to be door pushers; is this all your plan?" The painter's hand moved lightly on the drawing board : "Actually, I'm curious about how you opened the main gate of the school. All ghosts will be suppressed by the will of the ghost school. No one can approach that gate. This should be the only place I didn't think of."
"Ghosts will be targeted, but living people are not necessarily." Chang Wenyu wiped the black blood flowing from the left eye socket: "I found the left eye of the door pusher in the ghost school, which has been hidden in the door all these years. Besides, just to wait for this day, he was the one who opened the gate of the ghost school in the final analysis, and only his eyes can deceive the will of the ghost school, so I asked a living person to hold the left eye of the person who pushed the door and push the main gate of the ghost school. There was a gap."
The blood on Chang Wenyu's coat is blooming, and this top red dress is showing her true appearance. But it seems that because she is in the east and west campus built by the painter, she is completely suppressed at this time, and the aura on her body is getting stronger and weaker.
"I spent several years building this cemetery into a paradise, but you spent several years thinking about how to destroy everything." The painter sighed slowly: "It seems that I really can't have any expectations of you , if you want to concentrate on doing your own thing well, you can only shut up forever."
"Don't lie to yourself anymore, no one can create heaven, what you whitewash is just hell." Chang Wenyu stood at the place closest to the sky, her coat almost completely turned red: "Painter, I have been When I see you, I know that the will of the school will definitely recognize you, because in this school, you are the only one who still believes that behind the door is not a cage of despair. It’s just that I didn’t expect that one day, you will be able to do this, almost About to succeed in taking control of everything.”
The painter didn't answer this time, his pale fingers moved on the drawing board.
"What are you doing?" Chang Wenyu's coat was only short of her heart from turning completely red.
"I'm drawing." The painter raised the old drawing board in his hand: "I like to draw their appearance before they die."
On the shattered drawing board, a woman in a red dress was drawn. One of her eyes was scarlet like blood, and the other eye was gouged out, leaving only a dark hole.
"What kind of death do you think she likes?"
The painter stabbed the heart of the woman in the painting with his blood-soaked fingers, and Chang Wenyu, who was standing on the edge of the building, fell backward at the same time, and she let out a crazy laugh.
"Then why do you think I'm deliberately delaying time?"
Amid the laughter, Chang Wenyu turned into a blood flower, her body shattered into countless bloodshots, leaving only a coat in the air that was dyed red except for the heart.
"You know my ability, so you hide your heart in advance?" The painter looked at Chang Wenyu on the drawing board: "She lost her body, but consumed one of my paintings..."
The painter didn't look at the bloody clothes in the sky, but looked at the Ghost Correction Gate. In the thick blood mist, a new threat was coming out of the blood-red city.