When the blood mist swallowed the city, a green countdown jumped in everyone's "vision", and an irregular horror game suddenly descended.
Lin Xia woke up in a thick blood-colored mist, with the sound of fingernails scraping against the glass in her ears, and asphalt-like eyeballs in front of her eyes - and the new scar on her wrist was glowing with a strange green light, beating in sync with the countdown to death.
Scream? Cry? That's the most boring background sound in the game.
To Lin Xia, this was just a grand carnival. The rusty iron nails are her toys, the twisted monsters are her opponents, and next to the rotting corpses, she will smile and count the last beating numbers in the opponent's eyes.
"Rules? What's that? Could it be more fun than tearing each other down into parts?"
When madness becomes the only law of survival, and when the countdown points to the end, will she be the ultimate winner of this game, or... The craziest sacrifice?
——Welcome to "Crimson Code", where there is no redemption, only a feast for the insane.
