Now surrounded by the factory is a group of forest like dead people.

These dead people are very similar to those in observation points and information gathering units, but their problems are more serious.

The people in the information collection unit and the observation point have not been influenced by other wills, so they are afraid to die and still do what they want to do. But now they are surrounded by a group of dead people whose wills have disappeared.

So, what are they?

Use your own pain to make batteries for mental monsters?

Lu Xin was reluctant to think about how these people would feel if they had their own feelings.

When he saw the tears on the girl's face, he knew all the answers.

It seems that the previous worries of the research institute are not groundless.

Living people can become batteries. How can the abyss not come to the world?

……

"Brother, what do you want to do?"

The lovely sister is lying on Lu Xin's shoulder, with her thin black hair rubbing Lu Xin's cheek gently in the wind.

At his feet, the dim lights all around pulled Lu Xin's shadow into a twisted and elongated shape.

It's like a ferocious centipede.

Lu Xin can feel the excitement in the shadow. At this time, his father seems to be eager to break away from the reins... Oh, he is like a brave cook who is eager to fight against injustice. He can't help bringing the ingredients back to the kitchen and letting them accept their fate.

My mother stood on one side quietly with a smile on her face and sighed: "a good opportunity..."

Lu Xin breathed deeply, closed his eyes and opened them again.

His pupils slightly shrunk, and his voice was more gentle than usual: "the leader said that I was the only living person in the wilderness, right?"

"What the leader said, it certainly can't be wrong..."

"So, let me be the only one alive in this wilderness..."

“……”

"Wow..."

As he said this, his figure suddenly lengthened, his feet on the top of the tin warehouse, and he rushed forward quickly.

Also at this time, around the big pit, over the black dead forest that surrounded the whole factory, countless cold eyes looked at Lu Xin's location.

One by one, the spirit monsters, which are made up of numerous overlapping figures, exude a heavy and frightening hatred and pain, and change in an instant.

Their bodies suddenly stretched out, overlapping into a pale body of spirit, extending out towards the surrounding.

This makes them like flowers growing and blooming from the dark forest of the dead.

Each pale spiritual body is a thin petal.

In the middle of the petals, there is only one with countless pupils, each of which emits a strong emotion.

Pain, sadness, regret, despair, helplessness.

I have to admit that this kind of flower has some strange beauty.

……

"Hum..."

When Lu Xin rushes up, the shadow around him is spreading rapidly, which makes his body seem to be wrapped in darkness. With his running, close to the dead forest, the shadow has become more and more profound..

Suddenly raised, like a layer of cold dark tide, heavy toward the forest of the dead in the past.

"Shua!"

Also at this time, Lu Xin rushed in the direction of the past, a pale flower blooming over the forest of the dead flew out.

The flower was so gorgeous that it came out of the forest and hit the black shadow.

At the moment of contact with the shadow, the ground was suddenly ploughed out of a deep pit by invisible waves.

Soft soil high up, like the waves set off.

The rain in the air, at this moment there is a temporary pause, the next moment, and suddenly split.

A piece of pale petals, and the black tide tear each other, a huge roar in the air.

Lu Xin's momentum of rushing forward was stopped immediately, and then he fell back.

He turned over in the air and landed on the top of the factory.

The pupil contracted instantly.

"Creak, creak..."

Lu Xin heard the voice of grinding teeth in her ear. It was her sister who lost her temper. Her beautiful face had been twisted, and her little hand was holding her shoulder. She felt that her nails had been stabbed into the flesh, and her body was trembling with anger.

Hua La, a piece of iron sheet was lifted, and when it was in the air, it had been kneaded into a ball by invisible force.

That is the father in anger, even can hear his big curse: "Damn, damn, Hun Zhang, Hun Zhang!"

Lu Xin wanted to persuade them, but he didn't speak.

Because he found himself angry, too.

"That flower is so powerful, so powerful..."

"How far can you push me back?"

"Nice..."

“……”

Angry look up, that direction of pale flowers, has disappeared.

At the same time disappear, there are large areas of stiff standing dead, like silent wood falling in rows.

It seems that in the blow just now, they have exhausted all their spiritual bodies.

"I'm afraid it's not easy to deal with such things..."

Mother whispered: "do you see the spiritual weight of such a flower of soul?"

Lu Xin frowned and nodded.

When he first saw the observation point staff who had been told the truth of death by himself and then changed, he had already come up with a rough result.

Every dead person can be born with 200 to 300 units of spiritual weight.

This spirit level can be superimposed and quickly merged into a spirit monster with terrible spirit level.

As long as there are ten such dead people, a spirit monster with 2000 to 3000 can be born.

Such a spirit monster, if placed in a high wall, would have been enough to cause chaos and be rated as a second level threat.

But now, just when the flower was torn up, how many people fell down?

One hundred or two hundred?

So, just such a flower is enough to burst out tens of thousands of spiritual magnitude in an instant?

No wonder you can push yourself back.

When Lu Xin thought about it, he looked up again.

Then he saw, over the forest of the dead, one pale flower after another blooming.

In this deep night, it is particularly eye-catching.

The pale flower, interwoven with the painful spirit, seems to have an extraordinary attraction at this time.

Let people want to kneel in front of it, silent tears.

……

The surrounding air began to become extremely heavy.

For example, the density of air is increasing infinitely, becoming the same volume of water, the same volume of metal.

From all directions, Lu Xin, the most central one, came down.

Even before Lu Xin rushed in, the pale flower that had been destroyed had been filled by others.

"Ding Ding zero..."

Soft music is still ringing, crisp and soft, simple and monotonous.

Singing has become more and more fanatical and exciting:

"Devote yourself to the truth and wait for the gods. Feel the pain and transform into eternal life. "

"When the gods come, the world is watching. When the gods come, all the people prostrate. "

“……”

The female voice of sobbing is always floating in the air, as if it is the background sound of those slow blooming flowers of death around.

"Plop, plop..."

Lu Xin felt his heart beating heavily.

There's a very different feeling.

It seems that my heart is beating with the ups and downs of the song, speeding up, constantly speeding up.

"Man is really a clever creature..."

Mother praised with a smile and sighed: "it's just a simple spiritual superposition, but it can produce such beautiful flowers. I think, whether it's the person who has developed this kind of pain culture dish, or the person who has developed this kind of spiritual body fusion technology, or, The people who have come up with this way to create the field... Are very amazing beings. "

Lu Xin frowned. When can I change my mother's sarcastic habit?

Looking up, you can see that the pale flowers blooming in the forest of the dead have begun to break away from the rows of bodies. They seem to have no weight and float two or three meters away from the ground, just like a group of ghost fire, and begin to drift slowly towards the factory building.

Around them, there are layers of spiritual fluctuations.

Feeling this kind of spiritual fluctuation, Lu Xin will subconsciously produce a kind of painful and negative emotion.

There is a desire to give up everything and embrace the feeling of pale flowers.

In short, the kind of gorgeous flowers, there is a strange attraction, people want to be close.

But this closeness is dangerous.

Lu Xin thought about it carefully and thought of a similar feeling.

When I stand on a high floor and look down, I feel scared and want to jump.

However, the attraction of this kind of flower is obviously much stronger than that.

The most important thing is that this kind of pollution can not be rid of.

"Shua..."

A flower of death floating to Lu Xin's side, seven or eight meters away, its petals curled up at the same time.

At the top of each petal is a human face.

There are different faces, old and young, with different emotions. The only thing that is the same is the incomparable whiteness.

They seem to have great dissatisfaction with the only living person in the dead forest, and their eyes are extremely venomous.

After a hard contraction, it suddenly bounced out.

Seven or eight long white shadows rolled up in front of Lu Xin.

It was also after these "petals" unfolded that Lu Xin saw the flower center, which was also a face.

Showed a dull smile, staring at him.

……

Lu Xin frowned, pulled a long line out of his body, moved three or four meters to avoid the attack of "petals". At the same time, he pushed his feet hard, pushed out two folds of the factory iron sheet, and rushed to the other direction.

It's no doubt that Lu Xin suffered a loss to meet the flower of death. What he chose was to leave this place first.

What he didn't expect was that at this time, at one end of the factory building, deep in the dead forest.

A woman with red hair is gently putting a music box on the ground.

Inside the music box is a ball floating with snow. In the middle of the ball is a woman singing with the music.

Looking at Lu Xin, who is rushing to the East, she slowly bends down and makes the music tone to the maximum.

……

Those pale flowers, which are the fusion of countless painful spiritual bodies, contain terrible spiritual weight, but their speed is not fast. Lu Xin has enough time to escape their attack, and rush out of the pit into the forest of death.

But he did not expect, he just rushed out of the seven or eight meters, suddenly behind the shadow inclined out.

"Shua!"

The shadow directly hit the previous flower of death.

Father's power is very strong.

In the impact on the flower of death at the same time, a strong force has penetrated into the flower of death.

This flower was originally formed by the fusion of all kinds of painful spiritual bodies, like building blocks of different shapes and colors, barely built into a whole. With the infiltration of father's strength, the whole flower suddenly collapsed, and the disordered mental turbulence was released.

"Wow..."

Lu Xin, who was rushing forward with all his strength, suddenly noticed something strange. He turned around and put his hand in front of him.

Lu Xin felt like he had been hit by the tide, and his body slid back three or four meters.

The muddy ground was ploughed two deep ditches by him.

Although this level of mental impact is not enough to hurt him, it is obvious that this power can not be ignored.

"What are you doing?"

After blocking the spiritual shock, Lu Xin immediately looked at his father.

I already knew the danger of these flowers of death, just in order to rush out first, I escaped them.

But who would have thought that my father would do it without permission?

It's just like taking a bear child on his way in the forest. He suddenly poked the hornet's nest.

"Oh, I want to ask you, what are you doing?"

Father's eyes red, abnormal dissatisfaction: "these waste, also worth your escape?"

"Destroy them, destroy them

“……”

"Destroy a ghost..."

Lu Xin almost laughed angrily and said, "don't you see how many of these things are here?"

He felt that his choice was right. The number of dead people in this forest was much larger than that he had just met. Lu Xin didn't know how many dead people the other party had mobilized, but what he could see was that the number was increasing.

If every flower of death has the degree to make itself feel the pressure, it is certainly unreasonable to confront them.

Leave the circle for a while and find the person behind the scenes.

Who would have thought that my father would be hard at this time?

"Hehe, so what?"

"All destroyed..."

Father sneered, Lu Xin's shadow moved, suddenly soared, toward a distant flower of death.

"Come back!"

Lu Xin was surprised. He stood up in a hurry and grasped it in his palm.

In this way, he forced his father to stop the shadow from spreading around.

"What are you doing?"

Father obviously abnormal anger: "I'm helping you, you actually want to delay?"

"It's not your brother who's holding you back, it's you who's making trouble."

Sister also joined the regiment, lying on Lu Xin's back, shouting to the shadow on the ground: "you are not obedient."

"Dead girl, it's time to chop you alive!"

Father angry, shadow floating, like a human shape, toward the sister approaching.

My sister hid behind Lu Xin and cried, "come on, I'm not afraid of you..."

"When is it time to fight?"

Lu Xin was also a little angry, and there was no time to persuade them.

Body strange to the side of a crooked, to avoid the attack of a petal, and then quickly left.

However, at this time, he wanted to prevent his father's angry hand to those dead flowers, so his attention was distracted. At this time, he was reluctant to hide. A petal almost wrapped around his leg.

"Listen to me first..."

Lu Xin looked down and said in a low voice, "let's go out first, and then..."

"Ha ha, it's because I listen to you that I've been underestimated all the time..."

His father was very angry. His body seemed to have stood up from the shadow, and he cried out: "take this opportunity to kill them all, kill them all, no matter what they are, no one will dare to look down on you, they will only be afraid of you forever..."

"At that time, you will be..."

“……”

"Enough."

At this time, a voice around, is the mother, she frowned: "don't you feel very abnormal?"

"I'm not normal?"

Father roared: "the most abnormal thing is that you are in charge of everything every day, but you are mysterious..."

Mother's face turned cold and looked at her father.

His father's words stopped immediately, but his anger was obviously stronger.

"Scare us again!"

His sister, who shrank behind Lu Xin, got angry: "you go out to play every day without me..."

Mother looked at her sister, and her voice went down and murmured:

"You are a bad woman..."

“……”

"Ah, this..."

Lu Xin's head is a little big.

At this time, he didn't dare to stop his action at all. He could only keep moving and avoid the flower of death that seemed to be attracted by himself and was floating towards him.

The helplessness in my heart is worse than the situation. It's time for the whole family to work together, but I didn't expect that they had a quarrel, and the quarrel was so fierce.

"Stop arguing..."

He had to persuade his mother from a neutral point of view

"Of course, I'm not aiming at anyone, but in such a fierce battle, you don't seem to be very active."

"You see, all three of us have done our best, but you are just making sarcastic remarks..."

"And father, he has such a bad temper that he doesn't control it at all..."

"And my sister, how come she has not grown up all the time, so ignorant..."

“……”

All of a sudden quiet down around, the shadow inside, the father's quiet eyes looked at him.

Sister tilted her head and looked at Lu Xin strangely.

Mother is a smile, eyes gently fell on Lu Xin's face.

……

Lu Xin felt a little guilty.

How did you say that?

But also in this kind of guilty heart, he suddenly noticed something.

incorrect.

Something's wrong!

I started to vent my dissatisfaction.

But it's all my family. They always accompany and take care of themselves.

I know that I only have infinite gratitude, understanding, tolerance, understanding and love for them in my heart, right?

But why, at this time, did he have some dissatisfaction with them?