Chapter 889 I See You

The shattered lenses fell like a torrential rain, the incomplete sky above the head, thick blood fog around, and twisted black thorns under the feet.

The entire ghost school is the background, facing a blood-red city in front of it.

All the scenes that can only be seen in nightmares have become reality in the world behind the door. The doomsday is no longer enough to describe the tragedy of the ghost school. Maybe this is another hell.

E's body was broken, and countless evil spirits ran out of his stomach, flying around the ghost school. They were spitting at E's remnant body and cursing everything they saw.

At this moment, the paradise that the painter worked so hard to build has completely collapsed. The sins buried in the depths of the garbage transfer station have regained their freedom, and those darkest things in the heart of the heart have come out. Tell bystanders how dark human nature can be.

They were what the painter tried hard to cover up, and now they are released by the painter himself. They take revenge on the ghosts around them indiscriminately, whether they are students in the ghost school or outsiders.

These dirty things from the garbage transfer station, although everything they do is for catharsis, but at this special time, they also help the painter share a lot of pressure.

The monsters in the Scarlet City are menacing, but the most dangerous attack has been resolved by the painter. He uses his special ability to destroy the good, and uses the negative emotions accumulated over the years in the ghost school to destroy the evil. Now only Down the last enemy.

The arm is connected to the blood-red mirror, and the painter has the approval of half of the students in the ghost school, which is also an important reason why he can support until now.

As long as he doesn't step out of the ghost school, the painter can display extremely terrifying strength, which Chang Wenyu can also do. It is precisely because the painter knows this that he wants to kill Chang Wenyu directly when he comes up.

The world behind the door is startling every step of the way, and any tiny mistake will cause the soul to fly away. It is precisely because the man in the blood mist underestimated the painter that he will ruin his own advantage.

Good and evil are lost, but the man in the blood mist did not back down. In his view, this is an opportunity that cannot be missed.

He was able to walk out of that city and come to the vicinity of the ghost school in a short period of time, which meant that he only lived in the outer area of ​​that city, and there must be monsters countless times scarier than him in that city.

If he can't take down the ghost school in a short time, once the monsters in the center of Scarlet City get the attention, this door will definitely be taken away by other "people".

The storm composed of blood mist is slowly approaching, and the painter covered with scars is silently looking at the center of the storm, his eyes slowly change, the bloodshot pupils are pulled by one by one, his dark eyes slowly melt, and only A deep black is left.

"Do you think I can't see you if you hide?"

Every fragment of the mirror that fell from the sky showed the figure of the painter, his dark eyes fixed on a certain direction.

The storm is coming, but the painter does not hide or dodge. He doesn't know what the opponent's ability is, and he doesn't know how the opponent will attack.

In this case, the best way to defend is to keep attacking, so that the opponent may die at any time and cannot use his ability.

The painter has almost no defense, he is constantly looking for opportunities, but the man in the blood mist does not show any flaws, and the mirror fragments falling from the sky cannot approach him at all.

If you can't see it, you can't draw it. This should be regarded as one of the painter's weaknesses.

"Your power comes from the will of the ghost school. Ever since you wrestled with the evil, you have been using the mirror in the sky. Your power comes from there. It seems that what I want is also there." The man is extremely cunning, he has not shown his face from the beginning to the end, and he has already grasped more and more information in secret. When he really makes a move, it must be a surefire time.

The bloody storm touched the mirror in the sky, the man did not confront the painter head-on, he was hiding in the storm looking for clues of the door.

"You are very smart, but also very stupid. Your greed far exceeds your ability." The painter moved the arm behind his back, and stretched out the broken hand that was bitten by the evil just now to the mirror.

This time his arm stretched into the artificial lake on the west campus.

The corpse floating on the lake was originally back-down, but when the artist's arm passed through the mirror and reached into the water, the corpse flipped a bit, revealing its own face.

That face surprised everyone, it was exactly the same as Fan Yu outside the door!

"Everyone's memories are floating in their minds. That lake is the sea of ​​memories of the ghost school, containing the most ordinary memories of all the students, including things I have forgotten." The painter's face is actually very similar to Fan Yu's, but because The temperament is completely different, so anyone who looks at it will think that they are two people.

The arm that had just been bitten by the evil grabbed the corpse in the artificial lake. The painter paused for a moment, and then slowly clenched his fingers.

The corpse turned into blood in the painter's palm, and fell drop by drop into the artificial lake.

Ordinary memories were stung, and the ordinary lake water became different from before. First, there were microwaves, and then it became cloudy. Blood-red bubbles appeared on the surface of the lake, and gradually the entire lake water turned blood-colored.

"It's better for me to tear up the paintings I draw myself." The painter's arm suddenly fell, the mirror exploded, and the blood-red lake water poured down.

All kinds of voices resound in the ghost school, memories seem to have life, and the distance from the sky to the earth is their life.

In this short period of time, Fang Fang's past turned into fine rain, piercing through the storm and covering the ghost school.

The painter plundered the memories of everyone in the East and West campuses, and now he returned them all with his own hands.

The students in the ghost school remembered a lot of forgotten things, these most boring times in life, unexpectedly they turned into constant thoughts after death, it is these simple and ordinary things that make up different selves.

The blood threads in the bloody mirror began to break down in a large area again, the will of the students was shaken, the mirror shook, and there were only three places in the entire east and west campus that were relatively stable.

One is the laboratory building where the painter used to stay, the other is the library where the blindfolded man lives, and the other is the dilapidated teaching building in the East Campus.

Both Lin Sisi and the monster on all fours from the garbage transfer station ran into the library. There was no one in the teaching building on the East Campus, but it was not affected in any way, which was obviously abnormal.

"The door is hidden in the teaching building?" The man in the blood mist rushed towards the teaching building immediately, but this time the painter didn't stop him.

The raindrops of memory fell into the bloody storm, and no one except the painter noticed that the shadow of the painter was reflected in the depth of every drop of rain.

His dark eyes stared at the center of the storm, and his scarred lips slowly opened: "I see you."