Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

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As I sorted out my thoughts, I retreated with everyone, and when I retreated to the first car behind the front of the car, I finally couldn't bear it and told them my thoughts. At the same time, my mood is upset. This idea is just as valid as the guess during the passage, but it is also not guaranteed to be correct. Fu Jiang said that providing me just provided a choice, but if this choice would cause the wrong judgment of others, it would also make me feel guilty.

"There is indeed such a possibility, no, this is our only educated guess at the moment." As the commander-in-chief, the character is much calmer than the file and Billy. He considered for a moment and said, "So, according to this judgment, The train may stop halfway, or it may have reached its destination. The latter is more likely. If you want to launch an attack halfway, the use of explosives is more neat, why should you use this slow means? On the contrary, now this It ’s not necessary to deliberately launch an attack when the train travels halfway. "

"What's the use of saying so much? What should we do?" The ballet bear said loudly.

"Idiot, don't you understand?" The file said angrily to the ballet bear: "What's the reason we didn't dare to jump before?"

She said so, the ballet bear also turned around. It must be explained here that although the area of ​​the folding space is just enough to swallow the following cars, each train will enter an exclusive tunnel after leaving the station. The size of the tunnel is also just enough to accommodate the car body, and there is no flaming novel outside the car. Space, so the proposal to jump the train will not work on the train. If you have arrived at the station, the surrounding space will of course be much more spacious.

"What are you waiting for? Hurry down." Ballet Bear urged.

Through the open entrance and exit of the car, you can see that the folding space is approaching step by step, and the constant vibration feeling that is constantly transmitted is like the footsteps of death. There was not much time left for us. Everyone worked together to try to make a hole in the carriage, but bullets hit the car wall and flew open. This car body is stronger than expected.

"No way, use critical weapons." When the fire said so, everyone looked at Fujiang.

The reason why the critical weapon was not used at the beginning was that the critical weapon was too powerful, and the side attack might disintegrate with the wheel. If the judgment is wrong now, we will fall into the tunnel and watch ourselves being swallowed by the folding space together with the damaged train. Even if the car body is skewed, there will be room for accommodation outside, and my full speed sweep can exceed the speed of this train, but it is impossible to bring everyone.

But now the fire has been determined, and there is no other good way to use the critical weapon.

Fujiang did not shirk from Fenwen Fiction Net. She has not commented on Fenwen Fiction Net. It was n’t that she did n’t think of Fenwen Fiction Net. It ’s just that for Fujiang and I, it ’s not a desperate situation at present. Odds of survival for yourself and others. Although Fu Jiang has joined the Security Bureau, unlike me, she has no sense of belonging to any organization.

I think I can understand what she thinks at this time-it doesn't matter to me anyway, they can do what they want.

Everyone returned to Fujiang. I walked to Dorothy's side and grabbed her hand. She immediately struggled hard, but she quickly loosened her strength. I smiled at her in good faith. She glared at me and snorted softly, then lowered her head to hug the bear puppet tightly.

Whatever the reason, her attitude change made me very happy and felt like I was helping.

I care about Fu Jiang very much, so I also care about Dorothy like her sister, determined to treat her better in the future.

"So, I'm going to start." Fu Jiang finished, waiting for other people to speak, the knife-shaped critical weapon had been swayed.

The scene in front of her immediately twisted, and the solid car wall, along with the floor and ceiling, all creaked like it was thrown into the mixer. Suddenly, accompanied by a huge roar and vibration, countless pieces of metal squirted out.

The car body sank downwards, causing a noticeable skew. Although everyone was prepared for it, they still stumbled.

Our eyes widened, outside the huge rift, a spacious and still space flooded into the field of vision.

The scenery there gave me a grand sense of familiarity. The huge column and the electronic circuit texture of the sci-fi style spread to every corner like a vine, sprinkled with silver light, soft but gives a feeling of overflow. Three hundred meters in front is a huge spindle-shaped machine. The bloated waist is translucent. The interior seems to be filled with light yellow liquid. Some objects float in it, and it is not clear.

There are six coffin-like cabinets around the spindle, and many ducts connect them in series, which looks like a six-pointed star.

This is not only the station, but also the final destination, an altar to be launched.

The air is filled with pious, clear but unintentional recitations, and it is more quiet and mysterious.

No ranwen fiction net saw soldiers, thirteen people in black robes, who could not see their physical appearance, stood under the spindle machine, hanging their heads to pray, and the sound of recitation was from them. There was such a violent explosion behind him, and there was no Ranwen Novel Net turning around to look at us intruders. Instead, standing in front of the thirteen black cannonmen, a man dressed as a priest who stood on the steps cast his sight on us.

With such a familiar look, the silence is like a lake of dead water, awakening the memory deeply imprinted in my mind.

The priest was Luan Zhong, a 16-year-old doomsday priest.

When he and my eyes met, he nodded slightly, just like saying hello to a friend, and he couldn't see anything malicious.

Although there are no soldiers of the Fan Dog Force of Ranwen Novel Net, the atmosphere has become more dignified, because we have all seen opponents that must be confronted before destroying the altar.

That was the nine people who stood in front of the priests and prayers, had different costumes, and were waiting for each other. All of them gave a sense of danger.

My magic pattern started to heat up, unable to obtain their intelligence, and the combat power valuation was extremely high. The weakest person also has a value of 1900, and even one person exceeds 3000, which is very close to Fujiang at this time.

Nine people are the third level Mageweave messenger.

"It's a grand honor guard." The ballet bear's voice was a bit harsh.

"Aghast? Ballet bear ..." said cowardly voice, and Dorothy returned to her original appearance.

"Yeah, I was scared to pee my pants." The ballet bear made a hey sound. He glanced to the left, and the folding space had eaten the entrance and exit of this section of the car.

"Let's go." The fire said, taking us out of the train.

Soon, when I turned around, the train evaporated like an inch, disappearing without a trace.

At this time, the sound of mechanical operation came from the top of my head. I and others looked up and saw a giant spider-like robot hanging upside down on the ceiling. This thing is as big as a basketball court, with six eyes fixed on us. But it is not a dead soldier, it is just a mechanical body.

"Something's wrong." Suddenly said, only we can hear the voice, "Have you seen the sacrifice?"

The file looked around again, then shook his head.

"The prophet said that this ceremony requires a lot of sacrifices."

"There should be, but I don't know where I hid." The fire escape still seemed calm.

"Maybe this is not a real ceremony place?" Ballet Bear said.

"No, it's here." The fire escape said with certainty.

"Are you afraid of being affected by the battle?" The file speculated: "Will they be brought out just before the launch?"

"Isn't that too hasty?" I don't think this is the reason.

Although it is not clear what the ritual is like, the rituals I know will be fully prepared before they begin. In addition to avoiding confusion when things are about to happen, it also represents respect, piety, and brewing. In addition, there are three most direct ways to destroy the sacrificial ceremony, one is to destroy the instrument, the other is to kill the person in charge of the ceremony, and the third is to kill the sacrifice in advance.

The last one sounds easier, but it is the most unsafe option, because there are many **** and cruel ceremonies that are not very taboo. The sacrifice is killed in advance, but it reduces the torture and pain. It is said that the effect of sacrifice is greatly reduced .

I always feel that I have seen the scene before me, but I can't remember it.

"The illusion of doomsday." Fu Jiang said in my ear: "The spindle is a high-level monster."

Yes, doomsday illusions, there are similar scenes described in the diary, that is where we return to reality.

At this moment, Shen Guanluan reopened, and the voice lingered on the empty altar.

"Has the consultation been made? Time is running out, and I have been looking forward to your arrival. I have been watching your battles, and my mood is very contradictory. I have wanted to lower your test along the way more than once, because if there is no one When you arrive here, the ritual cannot begin. But if you cannot withstand this level of test, the success rate of the ritual will be greatly reduced. These tests are so strict and cruel, but you did not let me down.

Like a speech, his tone rose.

"I thought there would be eight of them, but I thought there would be fewer, but you did it. You broke through all kinds of obstacles. You have unparalleled courage, firm conviction, and ..." He paused.

"You are the best candidates, this is beyond doubt." Luan Zhong's eyes swept across our faces, "Your sacrifice will not be in vain, your death will bring more people Opportunity for survival. I will keep in mind your devotion and pray for your blessings, and may you be happy and peaceful after returning to the arms of God. "

"Fuck your shit" Ballet Bear's voice was full of anger, he stared at Luan Zhong, the facial features had twisted, and the blood vessels in his forehead had also swelled: "Don't say what I don't understand, you killed my wife Child, now is the time to repay blood debts. "

"Anger." Luan Zhong didn't have any expression on Yanwen Novels Network, and said to the ballet bear's irresistible gaze, "Very well, I saw that you are ready. The extremely angry anger gives you great power. You 'S life will make the flames of **** burn. "

After hearing his words, the ballet bear almost rushed up alone, but was firmly held on the shoulder by the fire.

"Let me go and I will kill him"

The ballet bear struggled hard. His physique was the strongest among us, but he couldn't get rid of the imprisonment of fire. He turned to get an old punch to escape, but the file grabbed his wrist.

"clam down"

"Calm down? You told me to calm down? Three years ago, that cub was only thirteen years old, and killed more than 100 people. I joined the security bureau. I couldn't sleep every day. Those people's faces, their screams have been in my mind I lingered. Before my child was burned to death, he kept calling 'Dad, save me.' Why should I calm down? I can't calm down "Ballet Bear pointed at Luan and shouted at the file again.

"Give me a minute." The fire turned Ballet Bear's shoulders over, staring solemnly and attentively in his eyes: "At most a minute. Then we will fix those guys."

The ballet bear's heavy breathing gradually eased in the steady gaze of the fire escape.

"What's the point of listening to that guy's **** here?"

"They don't do anything that doesn't make sense in Ranwen.com." Huohu replied in this way, letting the ballet bear look at Luan Zhong, and said to him, "Where is the offering?"

"Self-control." Luan looked at the fire and said calmly: "Self-control makes the faith true, makes people no longer blind, and controls the fire of hell, making the cycle unbreakable. The sacrifice is here."

"Just here?" She murmured to herself, she was puzzled.

"Don't think of it yet?" Fu Jiang said with a mocking smile on his face, "This little fart boy made it clear from the beginning."

"What do you want to say?" The ballet bear yelled angrily at her, "Don't circle me."

"I, we are sacrifices." Dorothy replied timidly.

"... what?" The ballet bear's face stiffened, and then closed his eyes, and when he opened it, his expression and voice became completely calm, but in this calm, it made people feel martial. The sacred king will kill the gods and seals the throne in the night Mo Ao Jiu Chongtian is the strongest abandoning the Shaozhou Zhou royal family to create a **** and will kill the God of God's Seal Throne at night. ? Very good. It's so happy. "

He looked towards the fire and said, "In this case, there is no concern about Ranwen Fiction Net, is it?"

He took his eyes away and nodded at the ballet bear.

"I like to be so simple." The ballet bear walked towards one of the nine people. No one stopped him this time. "Come on, kill me, or let me kill you."

"Perfect, it's perfect." Luan repeats, "I can't wait any longer. There is not much time left. Let the final ceremony begin."

Having said that, he knelt down on the spot, hands clasped to his chest, and hung his head in prayer around the thirteen black robes. At first, these sounds were like every particle entangled in the air. After gradually becoming bright, they merged into a surging torrent. Centering on them, the circuit on the ground suddenly jumped a blue arc.

The sound of prayer grew louder and the syllables became more complex. The sound echoed in the air, giving me the illusion that it was not a human voice, nor did it come from the mouth of the prayer. As if coming from an infinitely deep space, it may be at a high altitude, perhaps deep in the ground, both a nine-day thunder and a violent lava.

As the sound changed, the number of arcs increased, and the jump became more intense. In the blink of an eye, it seemed that the entire altar jumped, all the arcs condensed into an electric snake, branched along the loop, and crashed into one end. The six-pointed star stands in every corner of the cabinet. Suddenly, six thick beams of light stood up in the cabinet, seeming to penetrate the zenith, and shooting towards the distant void.

At this moment, Mercedes-Benz's electric snake rushed even more fiercely all the way to the top wall.

The entire altar is shrouded in blue light.

The spindle made a dull operation sound, and the light yellow liquid rolled like a boil.

The people beside him threw themselves at their opponents. The ballet bear shot while running, and one of the nine people greeted him. The bullet passed directly through him, hitting Luanzhong ’s group of prayers with countless electric lights, and an invisible passport protected the group. people. The bullets are not used in Ranwen Fiction Net. I have understood this for a long time, and the facts have proved that the ballet bear immediately throws away his firearm, and his rushing body becomes a ball of meat, which hits the head like a flexible shell. The enemies coming.

It turned out that this was his superpower. I was a little surprised because I felt that the abilities of Fujiang and Dorothy were somewhat similar, but they should be different in degree. Just as my talent chain judgment is the result of the interaction of complex mechanisms in the body, the superpowers of Fujiang and Dorothy should also be the same. Such changes in ballet bears look similar to their abilities, but there must be some in essence and depth. The difference is that if he is cut off his head or pierced his heart, he can still survive, let alone become bloody.

I grabbed Dorothy's and Fujiang's hands to start a quick sweep, and when entering the altar range, the current in the loop stabs from the sole of the foot ~ www.readwn.com ~ The whole body is crispy, and there is some fever, it seems that it is not necessary to tighten the muscle Then even strength will be melted. Ordinary people will be struck by the current of this intensity, and they may immediately fall to the ground.

The surrounding world has become slow, but not all. The strange prayers and current flow are almost normal, but it does not matter, as long as it is faster than the blocker. There were several flames in the battlefield, the frost fell like rain, and the spider machine above the head opened the lower abdomen, revealing a row of terrible muzzles and muzzles. With an uproar, the ammunition poured almost half of it. site.

In these flashes of fire, ice skates and sky bullets, the three of us walked through every gap along the high-speed passage. Two hundred meters, one hundred and fifty meters ... even closer, otherwise it is not certain that Fujiang's knife-shaped critical weapons can tear apart their protective covers. They are not unaware of the power of Fu Jiang's critical weapon, but they dare to stay in place boldly and must rely on it.

Everyone tacitly diverted the enemies who fought against them, opened the way for us, fired and even abandoned opponents on the ground, and jumped into the air to attack the mechanical spider.

When I was about to enter the range of 100 meters, a figure circled into my field of vision from the side.

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