My Iyashikei Game - Chapter 911: Maddening Laughter

Drowning people would grab anything near them for help. The survivors at Hope City felt the same. Even if Han Fei were a ghost, they would get help from him. The light shining through despair lit up people’s hope. Han Fei brought flames that could burn the Pure Hatreds. The survivors saw everything clearly. It was Han Fei who single-handedly turned the situation around for them.

The headquarters changed their tactical plan. The members of the investigation center and then the persona users focused their power on Han Fei. They pierced through the Pure Hatreds that guarded the center of the ghost territory. Han Fei had God’s eyes. Nothing could hide before him. He could also rewrite parts of the rules. “This battle is too important. It’ll affect the altar world’s future and whether Mad Laughter can revive or not.”

Han Fei was embraced by the paper doll and bound by sins. Rest in Peace resonated with the starlight in his mind. Every ghost he touched would be cut. The center once decided that Han Fei was an investigator who could control ghosts, but now his fighting power was about as strong as Fu Lie. Since the center was established, Han Fei was the strongest investigator they had ever ‘cultivated’.

“Don’t hold back. This battle will be the stepping stone for you to become stronger.” There were wandering spirits everywhere. Sacrifices that couldn’t be found normally were all here. Unfortunately, only the winning party had the qualification to enjoy them.

Sensing the desire within Han Fei, Wu Chang became the craziest ghost. It had been with Gao Cheng since it was the weakest. He would not give up to fate. He wouldn’t be a ghost that was always bullied. He wanted to be like Gao Cheng. He would do anything to fight for fairness. His eyes turned red. Wu Chang’s obsession turned red under Gao Cheng’s influence. He seemed to be born for battle. While he was crazy in battle, he still retained some rationality. As he killed, the fate chains around Wu Chang loosened. The fate arranged for him by God was shattered!

Images flashed in Wu Chang’s eyes. They were memories that didn’t belong to him. As Gao Xing’s past and present were killed, his control over the altar weakened. More ghosts and survivors escaped from the binding of fate. Branches of fate changed their courses. Gao Xing’s anticipated future strayed from the course.

God treated the souls inside his altar as toys. He didn’t expect that one day these toys would yank him down from the altar. The influence of this battle was huge. It meant that the old rules had been shaken, and the blood sacrifice failed. The path of fate turned at this moment!

God’s eyes found all the Pure Hatred on the battlefield. As they fought, Han Fei mobilized his Pure Hatreds to hunt them down. He didn’t even need to release Immortal. More cracks appeared on the ghost territory. After Han Fei consumed two Pure Hatreds, the bond that made up the ghost territory collapsed.

The Pure Hatreds and Lingering Spirits were willing to hunt humans in the dark, but they wouldn’t risk dying under the sun. The nature of the battle changed. It was originally a battle between humans and ghosts but now, it was the clashing between two waves of tragedies. Many ghosts thought of retreating. It was fine for the normal ghost but once the Pure Hatreds that formed the ghost territory retreated, the territory that had enveloped Hope City for three days would collapse. None of the Pure Hatred wanted to see that. However, if they didn’t escape now, they might not have the chance later.

The blood sacrifice was to celebrate God’s birthday. The survivors were fighting because if they didn’t, they would die. Their purposes were completely different.

When Han Fei targeted the third Pure Hatred, his target cleverly chose to escape. This caused a chain effect. The ghost territory that had encapsulated Hope City for three days imploded.

“Don’t let them go! Every ghost who has stepped into Hope City has to die!” The survivors rarely had to chance to hunt ghosts like this. Han Fei saved them and also returned to them the dignity of being human. All the persona users rushed forward. If they fell, another one would take their places.

The battle was turning around, but overall, the situation was still very chaotic. Hope City was infiltrated by endless ghosts. Many buildings were cursed. Ghosts could be hidden in any room. Murders occurred everywhere.

In a spot no one was paying attention to, several young children climbed up the wall to look at Han Fei, who was chasing away the ghosts. Their faces had a maturity that didn’t match their age.

“Our teacher has woken up at least 12 hours earlier than expected. That is not part of the plan.” No. 4 sounded like he was complaining, but he also let out a long sigh. “In three days, Hope City’s buffer and outer zones have almost fallen. We have collected a lot of blood food. It should be almost enough.”

“Almost?” No. 2 stared at Han Fei. “That word shouldn’t exist in our vocabulary. Why did he wake up earlier than planned? Did someone else intervene?”

“Perhaps he has changed his fate so that something went wrong with your calculation.” No. 4 shrugged. “We should prepare to leave, or else we might be captured by him. Once this battle is over, his reputation will rise again. A new world where ghosts and humans could coexist might really come into being under his guidance.”

Seeing how unmoved No. 2 was, No. 4 carried him up directly. “You are used to having your fate grabbed in your hands, but sometimes, I think you should try to trust others, just like… how you were willing to trust No. 0.”

“They are not the same.” No. 2 said, “What if I tell you that one day, one of them will permanently disappear? Will you let him or No. 0 disappear?”

“This question should be answered by them.” No. 4 carried No. 2 away. The ghost territory had been destroyed, so it was the perfect time to leave. They came to a building in the outer zone. They didn’t alert anyone. They moved through the underground tunnel to the basement of the headquarters of Immortal Pharmacy.

The three days of murder created endless souls and flesh. All the sacrifice was guided by ‘God’ to head underground. Among the many broken Gao Xing figurines, there was a new figurine. This figurine had almost fleshy skin. It looked just like Gao Xing. There was a severe cough. The blind boy slowly got up as he saw No. 2 return. The moment he stood up, his face and body slowly changed until he became No. 3.

The study persona, No. 3 had a very normal persona. However, he mastered this persona to the maximum. He could copy any persona and manipulate them better than the original users did.

After the blind boy was killed, No. 3 borrowed Gao Xing’s soul and directed the blood sacrifice. Even if he didn’t participate, the blood sacrifice would happen. They merely directed the sacrifice meant for Gao Xing to Mad Laughter.

“How’s the progress?” No. 2 said with complication.

“There’s still a bit more before we can achieve a flesh body. But come closer and listen.” No. 3 waved at No. 2. Once they got closer, they could hear sound coming from the figurine. It sounded like a madman was laughing. “Millions of people started to trust in No. 0. They based their faith on No. 0. They didn’t want to forget him.”

Being remembered by more people was the most important thing for a God.

“It looks like our teacher has been busy too. He has been using his own method to revive No. 0, this God who might kill him.” No. 4 turned to No. 2. “Do you still insist on your opinion now?”