Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

The beam of light becomes transparent like glass, and I feel it is loose and fragile, as if it is filled with too many cavities, and it is like that the weak light is refracted repeatedly in a glass tube, and the white is split out in the refraction, forming a rich And changing colors. `` The beam of light at this time is soft and beautiful. Everything surrounded by this beam of light, within the range of 10,000 meters, from the earth to the sky, is stained with a magnificent layer of color. Whether it is a cold and hard body life and security guard, a gloomy doomsday shaman, or a super-gathering Saya who has half a body from a deep hole in the sky, and the alienated flesh, The alienated Youjiang, who stood up from the fly ash and fog, all lost the grimness of their own appearance at this moment.

However, terror is still growing, and madness is still roaring with the wind. The things I witnessed have become more beautiful, and I can't change my intuition to feel all this. I feel uneasy from the bottom of my heart. The air that I did not breathe seemed to be deeply malicious, and seemed to be immersed in a swamp full of toxins. The unpredictable but very unknown premonition kept moving in the mind, and the consciousness was involuntarily thinking about the most Bad results can't restrain all kinds of negative emotions.

I feel that I am in a world where the abyss is falling down. No matter whether the situation on the surface is better, it is already bloated, rotted, and full of holes, and I can't redeem it. I know very well that people always need some positive thinking and emotions in order to allow themselves to pursue survival with the most intense pursuit, and at this time the atmosphere on the peninsula. And an unspeakable force is forcibly distorting all positive things. And people involuntarily fall into the most pessimistic and desperate state of mind.

I do n’t know how many mystery experts have experienced similar situations, but to say that I am used to this harsh environment, I do n’t think I will lose to any mystery expert here.

Even, it is so desperate, pessimistic, and rotten. As if everything is deteriorating. Only then did I feel a "back to my home field" feeling.

I have been dealing with these inexplicable eros for longer than facing the mysterious phenomena that are rarely traced.

I was a little worried about Jiang Chuan, but her expression did not move much. I do n’t know if she is really used to this kind of battlefield, but since she joins this battle, no matter what the reason, she must have her own dependence-I think this dependence may be related to Dorothy. I do not want to pursue these details, I only have a simple idea. Just want to let yourself know, friendly, and love the people around, can be in a lot of conspiracy. In the unstoppable collapse, anyone can make a wedding dress, and in the end of any plan, there may be deviations, live according to their own ideas to the end.

Yes, I know very well that there are not many things I can do. I have been trying to save something, and I have done my best. It is precisely because of this that I have to admit that there are many things that will develop to a different level from what I expected to be beautiful. Acknowledge this reality, on this basis, to chase that slim hope, and move forward in silence in despair, this is Gaochuan's will, and it has always been my will.

"Don't be afraid." I said to Jiang Chuan, but it was paused, and a deeper emotion reversed my statement: "No, it doesn't matter if you are afraid. Because, fear is taken for granted, but there is one thing you have to remember Live, Jiangchuan, I will stand in front of you. "

I grabbed the spear with both hands, split it into two pieces, and then the magic pattern worked, absorbed more temporary data to hedge the aftermath, and transformed the two spears into two willow-shaped swords. As I imagined, this knife was sharp and heavy, and the greasy blood groove was woven into a strange pattern on the surface of the knife. It was a pattern that I didn't even understand its meaning, but I just thought it was in my In his heart, a heavy and powerful force was released. I have never been able to say exactly what "powerful" really is. The so-called "powerful" has only a vague concept in my mind, and I can't even tell what it is aimed at. The enemy I want to deal with is so complicated and unreasonable. The "powerful" I desire is born for this unreasonable, so I just feel that the pattern on the knife makes me feel " "Powerful" is precisely this kind of vague manifestation-incredible, can not find a precise meaning, nor a specific origin, but the meaning and origin are not important, the process is not important, in short, to "can knock down the opponent "The result.

In science, analysis and understanding are extremely important. But in real-time battles, the enemy is beyond the comprehensible range, and all the forces I can understand cannot take effect against the enemy. The knowledge reserves I rely on are not enough to allow me to resolve the enemy in real time. Go beyond the limits of your own cognition and seek the power in the distant unknown.

What I hold in my hand is power, a mystery that I cannot understand, a magic pattern technique of the ruling bureau, walking with the consciousness given by "Jiang", and finally shaping the weapon. Perhaps this is not enough. How much worse is it compared to a critical hedge weapon, and it cannot be determined before the actual battle begins, but it is already the limit I can reach at this moment. At least, I can be sure that I grabbed the two swords and settled down in my heart, as if I had found a small foothold in the erosion of fear and despair.

I didn't observe too much the changes in the beam of light at this time, and all the people in it will only be enemies in more cases. I never expected to have an ally, even if Jiangchuan was close at hand.

I am waiting, waiting for the silent command gun to fire.

The wounds left by the previous battles have been cured, and the defense level has been heavily strengthened. I listened to my ears, and the desperate wind whistled and brought a long breath. It was Alienated Youjiang who was breathing. She did not breathe, just as if swallowing the whole world, and then spit it out. The peninsula is still vibrating in the impact and digging of the black water, but at this moment, this vibration is like awe in the breath of the alienated Youjiang, the ultimate weapon of the Nazis.

The expansion of the magic circle has completely stopped. The internal texture is still refined, and the shock of the black water seems to be trying its best. As much as possible to lay a solid foundation for the coming storm. I saw the figure of one mysterious expert after another on the edge of this raging black stream. The three guys of Novsky Rivets and Jointer who attacked Alienated Youjiang with me are not mentioned for now. All the mysterious experts who appeared hidden in Alienated Youjiang from the beginning were also revealed one by one. There are more people staying on this peninsula than I originally observed. From District 51. Those from various alliance organizations, those from the world of the repeater world, but who did not know when they joined the mysterious organizations of all parties, and obviously started with Father Edward, but they were not affiliated ... people.

I think the final number will not be much different from the current number. Although from the beginning, there have been various situations that have shown that I cannot find all the people who remain on this peninsula. but. The battle situation has progressed to the present level, and the bottom cards of each side are probably about the same. All the plans that can allow you to win advantages should have reached an unsustainable level. Although theoretically. The plan can be continuously designed one after another, but the resources used to execute the plan are limited. The height that the plan itself can reach is also closely related to the height that the plan promoter himself stands on.

I think that, until now, everyone has reached the limit. They are all in the best state they can reach after they have done their best at this moment. In this way, it is everyone in good shape who uses actual combat to measure his best and the best of his enemies, which one has the upper hand.

I closed my eyes and listened to the psychedelic sound diffused in the temperature, smell and humidity. My brain cannot directly understand it, but the body naturally understands these vague signals. In the dark, the observation scene of the chain judgment is not presented, but I just feel that I understand the position and movement of everyone in the distance, and even with it, the emotion they exude is also in a way that seems to be felt , Vaguely beating in my heart.

Darkness is not nothing, but only covered by a deeper background.

Silence is not completely silent, but is obscured by your own voice.

I think so. Then, as if I heard a crackling sound. I didn't open my eyes, but I also knew that the more fragile beam finally collapsed completely. In my imagination, it was that the debris was spinning, the light was overflowing, and the hole penetrated all the eerie treacherous moments, so that all hidden things could not escape. Blackwater couldn't help this shock, and the waves that were set off showed howling faces. The blast caused a hurricane and blew in all directions. After lifting something that did n’t stand firm, he slammed into the distance, and there was a burst of clattering noises.

My cloak was also rolled up by this powerful hurricane blowing, and the wind and sand hit my skin, and large rocks passed over the top and side of my head and hit farther away. Gunshots, explosions, clashes, howling sounds, all kinds of sounds like violent winds and waves, plundered away all feelings in an instant. I realized all this in the dark, and I didn't see it with my own eyes, but it seemed to be alive.

The battle started.

Saya suddenly fell out of a deep hole in the sky. It waved its arms, just like a hundred-story skyscraper sweeping and squeezing the air. It shook the wings behind it, and there was a stronger high-frequency sound wave that shattered the air. It is like a wild catastrophe, as long as her eyes are visible, there will be more alienated flesh and blood breeding. At the same time, there are hundreds of wizards who focus on the gray fog spells. When the rain and rain of various magic effects fall, there are lines connecting the wizards. Based on these wizards, they are drawn like a position. Silhouette of a large magic circle. There are dozens of figures on the ground, like a blast, or one step behind, moving towards the core area of ​​the super huge magic circle. Countless ballistic trajectories rise from the ground, crossing the high and low arcs, toward a The center gathers.

I suddenly opened my eyes. In the violent shock, the invisible high-speed channel fragments rolled and connected, and every second was erased by the too intense data hedging phenomenon, and every second was between the phenomenon and the phenomenon. Between the occurrence and disappearance of the phenomenon, more debris emerged, forming a constantly changing pathway.

The encirclement momentum is so fierce that it is hard to imagine how you can survive this offensive. However, even if it is a rain-like attack, there are still gaps. Even if the phenomenon is fierce and mysterious, it can still distinguish the moment of ebb and flow. The invisible high-speed passage of the rapid sweep penetrates all the gaps that I can feel and can use. I think I can invade the near side of Alienated Youjiang without any damage by just jumping. But I still bear the impulse to observe the response of alienating Youjiang from the perspective of bystanders.

Alienated Youjiang reached out into the air in these various attacks. The red color that permeated her all around, and immediately returned to her hand, re-knitted into that strange red scarf. Her movements are so fast, the changes in various phenomena corresponding to her movements are also commensurately rapid. In contrast, the fastest attacks are like dull old turtles.

I think that only if I jump into the invisible high-speed channel immediately can I catch her. And, no matter what kind of attack anyone else except me will only take one step slower. There is no evidence, I think so. The difference in speed is evident in my eyes. Before the attack arrived, Alienated Youjiang had waved the reconstructed red scarf like a silk ribbon in the hands of a beautiful dancer. The red scarf extended like an endless and became wide, Although there is an obvious process, this process occupies the upper hand in absolute speed compared with other processes.

I can't help but think of the image of the Central Principality, that image of the red damask that can turn over the river and kill huge monsters-Alienated Youjiang didn't turn over the river ~ www.readwn.com ~ But the red scarf she wielded, but she really did it.

I don't know what kind of mystery is at work. I think it is probably the mystery of the red scarf, not the alienation of Youjiang itself. In short, the phenomenon of the world turning around is presented in front of me. The feeling of gravity has changed, the feeling of space has changed, and the sky is still overhead, but it makes people feel that they are standing upside down on the ground, and below is the endless sky. If it is described in a more scientific way, it seems that the planet has lost its gravity. People seem to fall into the deep universe darkness if they are not careful.

At this time, the sky that can spread indefinitely becomes an abyss at the bottom that cannot be touched. As a result, all the attacks with planned movement trajectories are falling, and those that seem to be able to change their own routes are also undergoing a huge deviation. The attacks that did not show any signs at all were also forced to show their bodies. Power is making things that can't be traced to be traced, pulling things that are traced away.

Not all actors can always maintain balance in this moment of change, and in all the existence that is not moved by this abnormal and violent phenomenon, Alienation Youjiang is the one with the fastest action. She started a little bit earlier than anyone else in the morning, and no one could catch up with her.

Of course, except me. (To be continued.)>