My Iyashikei Game Chapter 928: Deep Inside the Black Box

Fragments of the black box floated everywhere. Han Fei stayed at the top of the box and stared at the faces inside the box. Without Mad Laughter's massacre and the sacrifice of the thirty other children, he'd be one of them. The numbers branded on the flesh reflected in Han Fei's eyes and woke up his past. The pain from the back of his head intensified. Han Fei had difficulty breathing.

"I should save you, but I don't have the ability. I'm sorry to have shown you the light and then have to kill you." Han Fei was familiar with one thing. In the altar world, this was a critical moment. If he wanted to save these kids in real life, he couldn't show mercy. Han Fei raised the blade again, and something unexpected happened.

The faces of the children started to change as they turned to look at Han Fei. They slowly became Han Fei. Their faces, gazes, and bodies became Han Fei. It was as if Han Fei was trapped inside the box. All the despair weaved together. Invisible chains of despair came out of the box. They connected Han Fei and the kids. If Han Fei had killed the children, he would have killed himself too. This appeared to be the box's defense mechanism. Han Fei had no way back. If he killed the kids, he'd die too; If he didn't kill the kids, he'd be drawn into the box.

"Why are you hesitating?" Ah Nian shouted. Destroying the black box meant that his sons would be dead too. However, he still urged Han Fei because only by destroying this thing that humans have a chance at survival.

"I..." Han Fei looked at the kids and grabbed the knife. He would never injure the innocent. From the first time he held the knife, he only murdered when he was forced to. "I'll save you in real life." The blade swung downward. The blinding light tore apart the despair formed by the children. Han Fei's faces shattered in the light. The chains from the box tightened. Han Fei's body started to crack as well. His body was connected to the children. When he killed the children, he was killing himself too. The thick despair oozed out of the c

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