Chapter 945: If Sin Had a Color

If sin had a color, it had to be black. After my eyes were taken away, that was the only color I saw. Cowardice and fear were the emotions I was born with. I couldn't lie to myself. I could only hide them and pretend that I didn't care. However, as I grew older, they didn't disappear. Instead, they became seeds and grew into my dark and dirty soul. Their roots spread through my blood vessels and bound my heart. I had many new thoughts, like using pain to punish my cowardly self or to harm others so that my poisonous roots could destroy their bliss.

When I took away their lives, I felt false freedom. It was a mirage that felt like I had shaken off fate. It was at that moment that my tense nerves would loosen. I didn't have a strong murderous urge. If anything, I could only say that compared to other things, I didn't mind killing as much...

The butcher knife with the butterfly pattern was aimed at the back of Shen Luo's head. The man standing in the middle of 31 black boxes was about to make his move when he heard footsteps from the corridor. He turned around. A young man walked out of the light. It was his best and worst creation.

"Han Fei."

At the same time, Han Fei also confirmed something. The man standing among the 31 black boxes was the real Gao Xing. The twinflowers had wilted. Gao Cheng was gone, and Mad Laughter gave up everything to become an Unmentionable. The people who remained were Gao Xing and Han Fei. The man smiled, for he was able to see his most satisfactory creation at the end of his life. He waved his blade and told all his masked subordinates, "Kill him."

The order was like the world's greatest rule. All the criminals headed to the door. When Han Fei heard the three words, his words shook. Suicidal thoughts appeared in his mind. If not for his firm determination, he would have stabbed himself already. In the ghost territory, human hearts were toys. Other than a small portion of people, most humans couldn't resist Gao Xing's order, and this was after Gao Xing had lost his altar.

"Leave this floor now." Han Fei was worried that the worker and Assistant Tao would be controlled, so he told them to leave. Facing Unmentionable, numbers meant nothing. Dangerous weapons would become tools to slaughter teammates. Only those who could resist mental corruption had the right to stay.

"Brother Huang, you need to focus on protecting yourself." Han Fei readied himself. He had never taken on so many people at the same time. However, his goal wasn't to kill everything but to steal the sacrifices in the black boxes and disrupt the ritual.

"Can you do this alone?" Huang Yin guarded Han Fei's back.

"I believe so." Han Fei started the attack as if he owned the fearless persona and not the greed persona. Even though there were many masked murderers, their physique was worse than Han Fei's. Plus, they had to protect the black boxes. Han Fei had no weapon, but with the training from the cryptic world, every part of his body could be used as a weapon. Every one of his hits was aimed to kill. The murderers were distracted because they had to ensure that the sacrifices weren't hurt.

The man stared at Han Fei. In his mind, Han Fei was just a replacement for Mad Laughter, a vessel to carry the black box. Who would have thought that the vessel would become so strong? He was immune to the power of the Unmentionable and could fight so many enemies at once. Compared to Han Fei, the core members looked so weak. The murderers who normally toyed with lives now became prey. If this dragged on, more accidents would happen. The man pulled back his gaze and focused on the ritual. The butterfly knife fell on Shen Leo's brain. As Shen Luo screamed, the blade slowly entered the man's head. Blood flowed on the knife. The beautiful patterns surfaced on Shen Luo's skin. Shen Luo did carry part of Dream's consciousness.

The knife continued to go in. Shen Luo's face suddenly changed. His lips tore open, and the screams turned into laughter!

His eyes burned with excitement. Shen Luo raised his shackled hands to grab the man's shirt. He was like a crazy sadist. The man stopped. The butterfly pattern didn't find anything strange in Shen Luo's brain. The man was unlucky, but he was optimistic. He never felt despair.

"Did Dream abandon me? Or you've tricked me?" The man looked at the laughing Shen Luo. He was reminded of the bloodred night many years ago. To take revenge on Fu Sheng, Unmentionables destroyed Fu Sheng's hope. The only child who survived back then was laughing, just like how Shen Luo was doing now. The man was the last Unmentionable to leave. He didn't kill the boy because he wanted the boy to live permanently in despair.

"Do you love to laugh that much?" The man grabbed Shen Luo by his neck. In the past, he thought the crazy laughter was melodious, but now, he only found it annoying. "No accident can happen on this day. The sacrifices I've prepared are enough to connect to that world."

The weak light came on. The man personally opened the hidden door on the underground 19th floor. The large black box Han Fei saw in the altar world appeared. Different from the pure black box in the altar world, the black box in real life shone with blue spots. It was like the aurora.

The man dragged Shen Luo toward the giant box. The ghost territory shrunk. The mechanism of the black box was interrupted. The scariest thing was the man's body was slowly joining with the black box. He wasn't supposed to exist, but people could see him. Everyone who saw him would be affected. Their inner demons would be released. Nightmares crawled out of the man's body. Han Fei couldn't tell if this was reality or not.

The man poured everything he had into the black box. The power of the Unmentionable mixed with the black box that was modeled after the black box in Han Fei's head. "I will bring all my sins to welcome new life."

The sins on his body spread into the nightmare. The 31 small boxes were placed around the large black box. The core members opened the boxes according to the order.

The first box contained Butterfly's body. The ugly child was easily crushed by a nightmare and disappeared into the black box. Then, it was the box that contained No. 2's brain. Han Fei could give up the other boxes, but he had to save this box. Since the beginning, that was his goal, and he finally got a chance.

Part of Mad Laughter's consciousness in Shen Luo had been paying attention to No. 2's brain. Shen Luo was being dragged into the black dream, but pairs of children's hands appeared behind him. The bloody hands grabbed Shen Luo and dragged him toward No. 2's brain.

The murderers quickly ran to stop Shen Luo. Shen Luo was the sacrifice. They could torture him, but Shen Luo couldn't die before the ritual was completed.

Huang Yin also made a move. Compared to the murderers, Huang Yin was inexperienced. He had merely taken some training by Han Fei in the cryptic world. He couldn't fight the murderers head-on, but Huang Yin had a talent they didn't. The nightmare that surrounded the black box couldn't affect him because he was part of the nightmare.

The two parties fought for control of No. 2's brain. The sacrifices in the other boxes were thrown into the black box. The presence of despair gathered. It was a lure to attract the other world.

Every 'object' inside the boxes had gone through the deepest despair. Each of them had been carefully cultivated by Dream. All of them had the right to inherit the black box. Their negative emotions weaved with the nightmare inside the black box. The magical blue spots disappeared. Nightmare danced with despair to form the black dream Han Fei saw in the altar world.

The ground was covered by the black dream. It became a dark mirror. The mirror reflected an endless night. Many people saw that world for the first time. They could confirm the world really existed but the world was so far away from the real world. Even Unmentionables couldn't cross this distance easily.

Despair from the human world fell into the black dream. A bridge of despair was built in the dream. Whenever a soul filled with despair was swallowed, the bridge heading to the cryptic world would extend further. However, different from the altar world, the bridge was only half-built. With Han Fei's effort, 13 boxes were saved.

Han Fei was heavily injured, but this triggered his madness. Perhaps it was the talent of the Midnight Butcher, Han Fei acted crazier than any of the murderers. He was the world's scariest demon. However, to become the worst demon in the world, he chose to kill the other bad guys. The man's subordinates died one after another. He looked at everything silently. His day was ruined, but he didn't show any sadness.

"Fate didn't go the way I wanted again. I'm already used to it." The man channeled his power. "However, I would never surrender to fate. I will use the cruelest method to answer all the unfairness." The power of sin gathered in the black box. Gao Xing fed his life to the black dream.

"Han Fei, have you forgotten about my despair?" the man looked at the other twinflower. "I guessed that you'd come to stop me. But I want to tell you. Fu Sheng ended with destruction because he chose destruction. You chose Fu Sheng so you would end up destroyed too."

All the sins gushed towards the bridge. The man planned to use his soul to build the bridge. That was the last thing he'd do.

"Since Fu Sheng has failed, you will too. You think you've stopped me, and the tragedy won't happen." The man told Han Fei. "You've entered my altar world and saw my greatest future. Do you think I want the two worlds to unite and for the ghosts to control everything?"

"Is that not true?" Han Fei wiped away his blood and guarded the No. 2 box.

"Did you notice something? In my future, you can't find any traces of Dream." The man's figure faded. "In my most hopeful future, it is a world without Dream. I have already shaken it off."

Dream's consciousness seemed to have other plans. Gao Xing was just one of them. Unmentionable's despair turned into a bridge, but the bridge still couldn't touch the cryptic world. The man didn't plan to give up. He would burn all his soul to make one last attempt. Just as his soul was about to burn, the man suddenly laughed. He hadn't experienced something as happy as this in his life.

At that moment, the AI Butler stumbled towards the black dream. She was not used to the body. Due to urgency, she fell. Using her hands, she crawled toward the black box.

The man had noticed the AI Butler following Han Fei a long time ago. He saw the woman slowly crawl towards him like a bug. The smile on his face disappeared as he stared at the woman. Nightmare, despair, and pain couldn't stop her.

"Don't look at me with guilt." The man sounded angry. His earlier joy was gone. The consciousness hidden in the AI Butler didn't stop. It crawled stubbornly towards the man feared by all the murderers in Xin Lu.

The two became closer. Just as the butler's hand was about to touch the black box, the man shouted, "Don't come any closer!"

Sins pushed the woman back. The man turned and walked down the unfinished bridge. He didn't turn around. The AI Butler wanted to follow him, to help him like how she couldn't in his life. However, everything was too late. The man burned everything to force the channel to focus, but the bridge still couldn't connect to the night. He stood at the end of the bridge and looked at the night sky of the cryptic world. His soul was fading away. He had lost his altar and all his power. He arrived at this world with nothing, and he would leave with nothing. He never felt regret and would never apologize. He was a real monster. He was evil and selfish.

Dying was a happy thing for him. It was why he could receive this day with a smile. However, when he was really trying to leave, he suddenly paused. He didn't love this world, but there was someone who had always loved him. No matter how much he had harmed her, she never gave up on him. "I know who you are, but I can't say it."

The man didn't turn to look at the woman. The bridge of despair he built collapsed in the middle of the two worlds. He looked at his hands covered with sins. His entire life was filled with hatred. However, there was a trace of love at the bottom of his heart.

"Because I don't deserve to be your son."