I Became a God in a Horror Game: 216, rose factory (118)

Someone is forcing Bai Liu to do to Tavel what those investors and the factory manager did to him, and then forcing him to become the person he should have been.

Bai Liu can't even do it, but he is not helpless, he just needs to gamble.

But this method is not allowed by Tavel.

The moment Bai Liu realized this method, he quickly lowered his head.

Tavel knew him too well, it was difficult for Bai Liu to hide his own tricks in front of this guy, so he could only lower his eyebrows and pretend to be thinking, and then gave the answer: "...the antidote, I have no other choice, I've made deals with other people."

"That only needs my blood." Tavel stretched out his hand, and took a thorny, tiny, blood ganoderma vine from the blue blood vessels under his white wrist, and the bright red blood lingered instantly The sides of his wrists slanted down.

The vines greedily surround the path where the blood flows and begin to grow wantonly, spreading in bundles on Tavel's arms, sharp black thorns piercing the porcelain-like snow-white skin, and soon more blood flows from the hole Feelings of pain welled up in him.

Tavier's face paled rapidly with the entanglement of the vines, and the rhythm of breathing also began to slow down due to excessive blood loss, blood dripping continuously from the fingertips he hugged Bai Liu.

"I...need to make a container for blood." Tavel's eyelids were half closed, and he said paused, "It's like a baptismal pool."

Bai Liu's eyes looked around the room, and finally settled on a glass display cabinet that opened upwards and was placed horizontally.

Tavier consciously lay down the replacement glass cabinet prepared by the factory workers for his heart-the cabinet just came after it was brought to Bailiu and they broke in, it was still intact, not damaged, and it was the same as Tavel's The height is about the same length, just enough for him to lie down.

The blood that penetrated silently and silently soaked the back of Tavel's hands on both sides of the glass cabinet.

——This scene is exactly the same as Scheta lying in the baptismal font in the church.

Bai Liu subconsciously turned her face away and stood up, facing the scene with her back.

His breathing speeded up involuntarily, his hands kept letting go and gathering, and he approached Tavel at close range. The aroma caused his mental value to drop slowly. Up to this moment, he finally arrived. The tipping point of hallucinations.

Many mixed voices began to appear in his mind:

[——He is in pain! Can't you see he's in pain! Are you a freak! Don't you have feelings! stop now! 】

【Do you know how much pain he has! Why are you torturing him! Does a person like you have the most important person! 】

【Are you unable to empathize with others? 】

[He really is a monster, right? 】

[Bai Liu, your mental state is not right, go see a heart doctor...]

[...serious traumatic stress syndrome, when encountering scar scenes, subconsciously repeat the stereotyped actions at that time...]

[Bai Liu, why are you afraid of water? You are not afraid of water at all. You are afraid of seeing corpses in the water. Do you remember who he is? ! 】

【Really Scheta has died for you! 】

[...some ptsd patients who are not hurt by themselves, but have strong empathy, keep imagining the original scene, simulating themselves to take the hurt on behalf of that person to reduce guilt...]

[If only I was the one who was tortured, the one who was hurt, and the one who died...if only I could replace Su Chao...]

Everything began to become chaotic in Bai Liu's mind.

Looking from the narrow gap behind the curtain, Scheta, who was constantly submerged in the baptismal pool, had blood dripping from the hair hanging on both sides of his face.

From the beginning to the end, Bai Liu's original childhood fantasies have always been Scheta - the one who was called a monster by the children, the one who was rejected by the teacher and punished badly, the one who was baptized in the church and confinement, and the one who was baptized in the church. Those who submerged in the baptism pool again and again to wash, and those who had no way to escape from that orphanage were all Scheta.

It's not Bai Liu, it's not Bai Liu, it's Xieta.

And in Bai Liu's lost old memory, why was the person who experienced these things replaced by himself?

Bai Liu's breathing became rapid, and a tingling sensation began to appear on his skin, as if some vine had drilled it.

He covered his neck, and the severe pain of the vines piercing the blood vessels in the neck made him frown uncontrollably—but there was nothing there.

Tavier's neck was pierced with a thick finger vine, his breathing gradually weakened, his long hair was suspended in the blood, entangled with the vine.

Bai Liu began to stand unsteadily, he felt as if every bone in him was constantly protruding spikes, and every time he took a breath, he felt severe pain because of the muscle contraction being cut apart, making him unable to stand firmly while walking , Kneeling down almost dizzy.

But besides, there is nothing in Bai Liu's body, it's just an illusion, not too much of an illusion.

These hallucinations created by Bai Liu's subconscious mind are making him and Tavel experience the same thing.

Tavier's voice came from behind him: "Are you leaving?"

"What are you going to do?"

Tavier's peaceful voice calmed Bai Liu down.

Bai Liu held on to a crumbling cooling pipe and took two deep breaths, so that his brain, which was a mess of paste, could maintain a basic thinking, and then answered Tavel: "Go tell the people outside, I found [the antidote] ]."

"Lie." Tavel said, "Bai Liu, you never dare to face me when you lie."

His tone was as gentle as if he saw Bai Liu for the first time in the church: "Would you like to tell me, what are you going to do without me?"

——【Would you like to read a book with me? 】

Bai Liu's body seemed to be manipulated by some kind of consciousness that he didn't know, he was like a robot that was malfunctioning, he turned around suddenly, and saw Tavel who was sitting up in the pool of blood .

—— covered with thorns, but still focused, he took a good look at him, his body was full of pinprick wounds, and he had a shallow smile on his face.

Bai Liu's pupils contracted slightly and then dilated again.

...The body of Scheta beside the pond was full of pinholes, and the exhausted Bai Liu was kneeling beside him and hadn't done CPR for an unknown amount of time.

Bai Liu's eyes collapsed on the spot in a daze, and then he leaned close to the corpse, clenched his hands into fists against Xieta's heartless chest, opened and closed gently, and murmured softly, imitating the sound of a heartbeat:

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang"

"Isn't your heart beating faster? Why don't you even jump now..."

"Dance for me..."

Because it was free, the words of that crappy heart doctor who Bai Liu went to see a few times rang intermittently in his ears:

【...From your friend's words, you are a serious ptsd, the type of witnessing scars, you need self-regulation...】

【However, your personality is too extreme. If you encounter a similar scene next time, your reaction should be very extreme-you should do your best to prevent similar things from happening again in front of you, and even use yourself to replace the opponent. It is also possible...]

"What are you going to do, Bai Liu?" Tavel raised his silver-blue eyes and looked at him.

Bai Liu twitched her fingers hanging by her side, and summoned a card—the ace of hearts.

He opened his mouth and finally said: "I'm going to find another mirror."

[Liu Jiayi, can this ace of hearts completely transform this person into another person? Including blood or something? 】

[Why are you asking this? If you can find the existence of the person whose heart is completely another person, close to the opponent, the basic transformation of blood components can be done with this skill card. 】

[What about those features? Like blood regeneration speed and tolerance to death? 】

[==What the **** is this? Who are you going to transform into? Who is the most important person in his heart like this? Blood regeneration, death tolerance, it sounds—]

[——It's like a monster. 】

"Are you looking for a mirror to do it?" Tavier asked.

"Let me see myself." Bai Liu said.

[Yeah, who cares most about this weirdo~]

【Wow, Bai Liu, the expression on your face is so disgusting, you laughed so strangely just now! 】

"Why do you want to see yourself?" Tavel asked.

Bai Liu hangs his neck, he lowers his head and calmly looks at himself in the reflection of the puddles on the ground, the waves of roses are still dazzingly reflected in his pupils just like the surface of the pools and lakes in summer, and there is no emotion on his face .

It remained silent for a long, long time. At the same time, the heart in the center of the ace of hearts poker in his hand turned rapidly.

The person in Taoxin's heart quickly changed from Su Chao to another person.

Bai Liu's hair grows longer, her limbs become as powerful and perfect as a sculpture, her body is covered with pinholes, her neck and neck are punctured with thorns, her whole body is bathed in blood, her long silver-blue eyelashes droop, and her light pink rose liquid Mixed blood dripped from his chin, eyelashes, curly hair coiled behind his waist.

"Because this time... I will become that tortured monster." Bai Liu said.