Chapter 996: Death

Death was the end of all life, but it was rarely brought up. Han Fei knew the step leading to death. The breathing stopped, the heart stopped, and the skin turned pale. Rigor mortis settled in until the rot disappeared. He had seen many deaths, but he had not seen death settle on himself.

Six Unmentionables sealed up the theme park. The scariest Dream was about to descend on the theme park. Han Fei couldn't see any hope. Dream knew that he had the black box. Even if they had to give up the tunnel, the Unmentionables would find a way to kill him. Other people could run but not Han Fei. The cryptic world was taken over by ghosts, and he had no place in the real world. "I want to be alone."

Ghost hesitated and then said, "We don't have that much time. This place has all the family and friends you know since you entered the cryptic world. With Dream's personality, they will end badly."

"Ten minutes. Give me ten minutes." Han Fei didn't stop. His voice lowered. "I don't know how many more ten minutes I have left." Han Fei entered the theme park tunnel. Han Fei didn't escape. He found the theme park altar, pulled back the black cloth, and sat beside the altar.

"I found a lot of secrets in Dream's eleven altars. One of us might have first-generation ghost's consciousness. It could be you or me." Han Fei leaned on the altar and took out Rest in Peace. He tried to use the blade to cut his wrist, but the warm blade phased through him. His blade didn't want to harm him. "I found a lot of first generation ghost's blood in Dream's altar. Apparently, Fu Sheng used similar blood to turn into an Unmentionable, but the blood doesn't work on me."

Han Fei gripped the blade. Han Fei ignored the wail of Rest in Peace and forced the blade to cut into his wrist.

"To save more people, you have to learn to harm me." Han Fei looked at Rest in Peace gently. This blade was like a child that grew up with him. Blood leaked out on his arm. Han Fei tightened his fingers. Han Fei had the fresh blood drip on Mad Laughter's figurine. The ghost blood didn't react to Han Fei, but it changed tremendously when it touched the figurine. The ghost blood seemed to have gained life. The blood seeped into the figurine. An immense power slowly combined with Mad Laughter.

The heart of the Mad Laughter figurine and Han Fei jumped at the same time. Their fates were pulled. They could feel each other's presence clearly. They used to stay inside the same body. The figurine inside the theme park altar became clearer as Mad Laughter opened his eyes. The blood was useless on Mad Laughter and Han Fei individually, but if the blood were mixed with both of their blood, it would create a great effect.

The heart-pounding was like drumbeats from the sea. The blood seemed to be summoning a giant ghost. Han Fei and Mad Laughter saw a memory that didn't belong to them. In the dirty blood sea, there was a consciousness that was born in despair. He didn't sink but wanted to swim to the surface. He wanted to see if the world was equally despairing above the sea. More negative emotions gathered in him. He became more powerful and scarier. The thing that empowered him was the thing that he hated the most. In this intense conflict, the consciousness swam out of the blood sea. He brought the despair abandoned by humanity back to the human world.

Blood stopped. Han Fei had to hold the altar so he didn't collapse. When Han Fei first obtained the first-generation ghost's blood, Han Fei thought he was that anomalous thought in the ghost's mind, but he realized Mad Laughter could manipulate the first-generation ghost's power better than he could. Han Fei tried his best to return everything to Mad Laughter, but without knowing it, Han Fei's fate had bound with the first-generation ghost.

"Mad Laughter is not complete yet." After gaining the first-generation ghost's blood, Mad Laughter's figurine turned brand new. Mad Laughter became an Unmentionable through usurpation. He could use other people's power, but he didn't really have his own power. After staying at the bloodred orphanage for so many years, Mad Laughter was the monster that was perfect for the cryptic world. After obtaining the first-generation ghost's blood, Mad Laughter started his last transformation and gained his own power.

"Mad Laughter carries the despair of all the kids, and I carry the hope of all the black box owners. If both can be handed to one person..." Han Fei had one last trump card. He could follow Fu Sheng's example and use the power of the former black box owners to force the box open.

In the grave village, Fu Sheng's eldest son told Han Fei this secret. Fu Sheng used this power to buy a few more decades for the real world. However, there were downsides to this. With Han Fei's power, he still couldn't change the effect that much.

When Mad Laughter was combining with the power of the first-generation ghost, Han Fei turned to look at the skyscraper. The tallest building had a tunnel that connected to the real world on the rooftop. The bridge over to the real world was almost completed. If there was another bloodbath in the cryptic world, the tunnel could open. "If the situation comes to the worst, I need to get my neighbors to leave first."

It would be hard to cut through the defense of seven Unmentionables. The best solution was to use Han Fei's two tunnels. The surface world was very unstable. It could easily turn into a mental cage. If one wanted to escape, one had to open the tunnel to the real world so the souls following Han Fei could return to the real world. But if he did that, when the real tragedy happened, everyone would be dragged down by it. Everything Han Fei saw in Gao Xing's altar world would come true.

"What can we do now? Opening the tunnel will turn me into a sinner of the century, but opening it can save the people most important to me. The real world has never been kind to me before, but it is the ghosts who have been kind to me." Han Fei leaned against the altar. "But as Fu Sheng said, as the leader of the Grave Village, he would fight until the last village remained."

When Han Fei was lost, Mad Laughter gave Han Fei the answer. The figurine opened his eyes and pointed at Cattle Alley. Xu Qin's new altar was at Cattle Alley. Depression was also not far away.

Among the three Unmentionables, Depression's power was the weakest. Mad Laughter's meaning was clear, kill it!

Before Dream arrived, Mad Laughter had to kill as much as possible.

Han Fei lowered his eyes as if he couldn't use everything. His eyes were filled with despair, and negative emotions floated around him. The Unmentionable in the black mist could sense his despair. Han Fei was shocked. Everything he said was related to escaping. But once it let its guard down, a sharp blood light appeared in the theme park. With a crazy laugh, a bloody shadow attacked Depression!

The Unmentionables were waiting for Dream to arrive. They had just fought Mad Laughter so they knew he was injured. They didn't expect him to attack. Han Fei took out Rest in Peace and rushed out with Wu Chang. Killing Depression to feed it to Xu Qin would help her breakthrough. The ending might still be the same, but at least it was better than nothing. Both Mad Laughter and Han Fei were not going to give up so easily.

Blood red color covered the sky. Mad Laughter moved quickly.

Depression didn't even have the time to react. Its chest made from negative emotions was instantly pierced through by the arm!

To the other Unmentionables' surprise, Mad Laughter used a power they had not seen before. The fingers gripped Depression's heart. Depression's negative emotions healed Mad Laughter. The heart rapidly disintegrated. Mad Laughter's shadow grew bigger, and the wounds on his body healed.

The wounds were created by Beast, and they could be permanent. It was why Li Xue's teacher couldn't regrow his arm, but Mad Laughter had broken that rule. His power was healing. Everything he touched could be transmuted. The Unmentionables didn't think Mad Laughter had such a scary power. They tried very hard to damage Mad Laughter earlier.

Raw and Beast charged at Cattle Alley. Mad Laughter didn't care. His hands were like blades. They stuck into Depression to grab its soul.

Extreme madness and calculativeness were gathered in one person. Murder could increase his power. This was Gao Xing's talent.

Mad Laughter's fingers clawed at the heart. Depression's consciousness was suppressed and it slowly forgot its past. This was Fu Sheng's power in the plastic surgery hospital. He could edit memory freely.

In the blood-red eyes, a strange scale swayed. Mad Laughter placed the shredded souls on the scale. On one side was his own soul and flesh, and on the other was Depression's soul and flesh. The more Mad Laughter's side tipped, the more Depression would lose control.

Forced sacrifice and fairness! Mirror God probably also didn't expect his power could be used like this.