Horror Game Designer
Chapter 615: Behind my Door
CHAPTER 615: BEHIND MY DOOR
Stepping on the cloud stairs and auspicious clouds, Zhang Mingli painted the galaxy on his body and admired the heavenly gate before him. Dream Break Town hid thirteen modification methods. Each of them provided a chance for one to become an Unmentionable. However, the resources available at Dream Break Town were not enough for everyone to take the last step.
Compared to the other methods, Temple Construction had a fatal flaw. Soul Temples couldn’t move and didn’t have active offensive methods. Therefore, all Soul Temples before this had been taken over by the other divine ghosts.
“I lived in the dark underground and fed on your leftovers. I collected the corpses you trampled on and utilised the dirty things that you couldn’t see. I slowly created this place.” The glazed tiles reflected a colourful glow. No one could imagine how dirty and scary this majestic divine palace looked in reality. “All the preparations are for this moment.”
Each modification had its own uniqueness and corresponded to a rule that governed Dream Break Town. A nine-story Soul Temple had never appeared in Dream Break Town before, so no one knew what the extreme rule of the Temple Construction Method was.
The faith of all the cultivators in the temple turned the divine palace real. Zhang Mingli used that to trap most of the divine ghosts in Dream Break Town. Then, he sacrificed them to push open the heavenly gate. For those who lived in this nightmare, they opened their eyes every day to endless darkness. They were surrounded by cruelty and madness. Escaping this nightmare was their realest and most desperate hope.
Zhang Mingli raised his hand. This simple action exhausted him greatly. It was as if he was bound by chains. When his hand touched the heavenly gate, his face started to blur. He stopped resembling Zhang Mingli. He was just a normal guy. The power of faith rushed at the heavenly gate. The gate that stood at the top of the nightmare surfaced with a divine pattern. The pattern was similar to the Blood City tattoo, but it contained a wildly different presence.
“My dear friends, please lend me your strength! The heavenly gate is about to open! Dawn is coming! It’s time to wake up!”
The fanatic followers morphed into smoke and rose into the divine light. The trapped divine ghosts weakened as their power was temporarily drained. The pattern on the door became clearer. Zhang Mingli placed both of his hands on the door. With his palms as the starting point, all the pattern was lit up. A giant butterfly wing materialised on the gate, ready to bring the whole world into the abyss.
“Open!”
Everyone’s body in the temple turned incorporeal, but Zhang Mingli’s expression was as crazed as ever. The heavenly gate really opened a gap!
A faded ray of blood light shone through. Dream Break Town, which was eternally shrouded in darkness, finally saw the dawn. Zhang Mingli’s eyes were pierced by pain. They felt like they were about to melt, but he didn’t care. He pressed on the door excitedly.
“We’re almost there!” His face was distorted from joy. He didn’t care about the others and didn’t plan to open the gate fully. He just wanted to slip through the gate on his own when he still had the other divine ghosts trapped. The divine palace in the Soul Temple was fake. It was weaved from the hope of many villagers. However, the divine palace behind the heavenly gate was real.
Zhang Mingli twisted his body and adjusted his posture. He finally went against the light and squeezed his head through the heavenly gate. He opened his eyes wide. In the entire temple, he was the only one who saw the world on the other side of the gate. His body froze. Zhang Mingli’s madness was enveloped by an intense chill. He didn’t even have the chance to change his expression before he was petrified. Zhang Mingli stopped trying to force his way through the gate. He paused before the gap. Beside him, the butterfly wings flapped gracefully.
“Does the heavenly gate not lead to the real world? Does it go to a place deeper than this nightmare?”
The power of faith crumbled inside Zhang Mingli. His conviction was shaken. The divine glow turned bloodred. The appearance of the temple owner was no longer similar to that of Zhang Mingli. His body rapidly wilted. He looked like a mummy that had been exposed to elements for centuries.
While the owner was stupefied, Gao Ming pressed his hand on the door in his heart. Voices echoed in his ears. There was encouragement, screaming, and humiliation, but the majority of them called him for help. With a deep breath, Gao Ming gathered force in his arms. The bloody light and auspicious clouds that had lost their way started to rush towards his hiding place. The power of faith switched direction and gathered towards him!
“Open!”
The Blood City Tattoo on the lock turned into cracks. The shattering sound gradually turned into booming thunder.
“You will regret this! You’ll regret coming back! I’ve killed you so many times to stop you from becoming me! This path is not plausible!”
“Don’t listen to them. Follow your will!”
“No matter whether you’re Gao Ming or not, no matter what fate has in store for you, make the decision based on your own belief!”
The voices were flooded by the breaking sound. The sound grew louder until it escaped from Gao Ming’s chest and echoed throughout the Soul Temple. The temple owner and the divine ghosts turned towards it. They turned back to look at the wounded land. There was a deer covered in black fur.
Everything on the eighth floor was under their control, but this deer appeared to be the only exception. In a way, it had escaped the control of Dream Break Town.
“I managed to grab this chance after controlling the power of the divine ghosts.” The temple owner’s face bunched together from hatred. “No. This is my Soul Temple and my heavenly gate. No one can steal it from me! Even if the world beyond the door is darker…”
The last core of the big lock was shattered, impacted by internal and external forces. The temple owner’s voice was overwhelmed. The giant butterfly wings on the heavenly gate turned red. With each of its wing flaps, a part of the gate was scorched.
Different from the temple owner, Gao Ming’s hands were placed on an invisible door. Both on his side and the other side, there were other hands helping him.
The power of trust turned everything in his heart into reality. Gao Ming raised his head. He could see the room in his heart clearly.
There were scary and horrifying torture devices in the sealed room. The room was filled with ghosts from his memory.
Through the invisible door, they looked at Gao Ming.