Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

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The black-robed man standing in front of the gate murmured and whispered. I couldn't understand what they were talking about. Fu Jiang who shook his head after receiving my inquiry also said that he didn't understand. (

(Reading Network) Although Fu Jiang does not know dozens of languages ​​like Prophet Mayn, the lingua franca of various major countries can more or less reach the level of comprehension. The other party's language is obviously a small language or dialect, but I have heard that some secret organizations will create proprietary languages ​​that members can learn in order to increase mystery and cohesion.

I really want to rush to solve them in one breath. In this bad weather intertwined with heavy rain and dense fog, the whole body is so wet that it is really uncomfortable, and those dark and depressed colors and breath are stirring people's emotions, making people irritable. It's really hard to imagine that someone would like to stay in such a world-this mysterious organization is obviously acting with the purpose of expanding and manipulating this world. So far, the powerful and dominant power has obviously made them want to stop.

I would rather stay in an ugly and gloomy world like hell, but also gain some kind of status and power above others-I have never been able to understand the origin of this way of thinking, which makes me more certain that I and these people are absolutely Can't get around. Whether it is in a nightmare or in reality.

Staring at these black robes who dress themselves up in a weird manner and deliberately distinguish themselves from normal, a feeling of resistance and disgust continues to grow in my heart. Their eyes, movements, and language all make this emotion constantly expand. But there was a voice in my head telling myself that the harsher the environment, the calmer the observation.

As far as the collective combat effectiveness of the five of our party is concerned, it is undoubtedly an absolute disadvantage. With the exception of Fu Jiang and me, the other three are ordinary people with no power, either women or children. Fu Jiang and I are not much better. Our abilities are limited in this world, and we can only rely on physical qualities and fighting experience that exceed ordinary people. The five people who had been set aside by us before seemed to be nothing extraordinary, but they were just careless. If we start using the strange trick of fogging the fog, Fujiang and I won't get any advantage.

More importantly, although the previous battle was victorious, it also leaked this information. They will not be taken lightly anymore, and there are a large number of people, and there are dozens of them. If they are swarming, even if it is just a hand-to-hand fight, we have no chance of winning a literary novel. Not to mention that they can still use gray fog tricks.

How many forms of that trick can produce, and how much direct attack power, we are completely unclear about these. The enemy hides a lot of hole cards, and our intelligence is clear at a glance. For me, who is used to conducting targeted operations after obtaining intelligence, it is really a headache.

To be honest, I can't think of a way to save three ordinary people in this battle, and I can't even think of the reason why Fujiang and I can survive the frontal attack. But they ca n’t escape. This is the enemy ’s home ground. No matter where they go, they ca n’t escape the world created by nightmares. Temporarily retreating and delaying time is also a joke. The enemy is obviously not a fool with water in his head, and we will not continue to guerrilla warfare.

The only good news is that nearly half of the men in black robe are queuing to make a mask, and that mask seems to be their source of strength. There is also the door in front of me, which is the most "export" feature I have seen so far. If it has a certain relationship with the gates that appear in the offensive and defensive battles in the advent loop, is the last experience of going in and out of the gates effective here?

"How? Think about it? Achuan." Fu Jiang stared at my slightly bitter face, and the expression on her face at a glance knew that she hadn't thought about these things.

She is not a simple fool, she just chose to act on the basis of intuition. The reason may sound ridiculous to others. She who is proficient in psychology but upholds the philosophy of simple thinking. In her words, it is Although there are tens of thousands of reasons and reflections for action, there is only one reason for the action itself when it is determined, that is, the most primitive needs of the body, emotions and soul.

If you feel happy and smooth, then it is the right action.

I can't understand how she feels "happy" and "smooth", but I envy her this way of acting. Because that's something I can't do, and I'm really tired of thinking about it.

Analysis and planning are not what people like me are good at. When I think of myself as a child, I do n’t do these headaches, but after entering junior high school, in order to become a "superior student", but realize my mediocrity, I have to force myself to think and treat it as myself The "features" are strengthened.

Witnessing the sadness and ugliness of many losers, I have long realized that people without the characteristics of Ranwen Novels cannot survive well in that world. When it comes to physical abilities and personality charm, I really don't have the outstanding points of Ranwen Fiction Net. These two seem to be very particular about the so-called "talent". Even if you exercise, the apex will be subject to "natural talent". But thinking is different. Whether it is logical thinking or perceptual thinking, as long as it is not low-energy, most people are at an average value, but they can grow up through continuous exercise, and there is no end to the burning novel.

That's right, that's what I think. To get ahead, you need to choose a feature that is not limited by talent, and reach the extreme that others cannot do because of inertia through exercise. Although I hate it very much, this kind of action has become a habit. When pain and trouble become a habit, what a sad way of life.

Recently, I feel more and more sad. Therefore, the more I feel my success, the more I envy people who do not have to force themselves like this.

Standing next to Fu Jiang, I feel like I am a harlequin after thinking hard but not changing the status quo.

"I can't think of it." I confessed my failure bluntly. Although I felt ashamed, it made me feel relieved.

Others, including Fu Jiang, looked at me with a surprised look, making me a little uncomfortable.

"Why?" I said displeasedly.

"I didn't expect you to say that."

"Ah, it's really amazing. You look like a nasty guy who has a very good mind and especially likes calculations."

"It's interesting. It's been a long time. I heard you say this for the first time." Fu Jiang's mood seemed to be very good, and he slightly raised his mouth. "Although I like Achuan's awkward appearance, it seems to be good now Yeah. "

The words of these women made me wonder whether it was ridicule or sarcasm.

"Hey, I don't think this is something to celebrate." I said: "There is no doubt that I am the smartest person here. I can't figure out what it means. Are you really clear? We are dead Now. "

The calmness of my voice surprised me, and I knew I was not intimidating them. I couldn't find a reason to survive. However, at this moment, in the face of logical death, he accepted it so indifferently. I didn't want to cry at all, nor did I feel despair.

"I know." I don't know what happened. Jane, who was pale, even said with a calm smile: "In fact, this ending is very obvious."

"Are not you afraid?"

"Fear of death, but if you are destined to die, there is no way to be afraid." She lowered her head and looked at her son John, palms pressed **** his shoulders, and the boy bit his lips tightly and stubbornly supported Own mother. Jane looked up and said to me, "Thank you very much, Mr. Crow."

I understand what she means. At this time, it was already discussed how to dispose of our black robe and began to surround us. My mood is calm, but my palms are still sweating. The cold rain mist wet my body, but my body began to heat. Occasionally, this idea comes to mind when lightning strikes the sky: If I were stronger, if I had a weapon in my hand, I might be able to save the women and children standing behind me.

However, now I don't have anything. I leave the only possibility to Marceau.

I do n’t regret it, but if my shoulders can be wider and stronger, if I can enter the illusion of doom earlier ...

There is a kind of melancholy feeling ruminating in the tail.

"I did nothing, don't thank me."

"No, you let me accept this fact. You may not know it. You have a strange power that allows me to look at death calmly." Jane's smile is like a blooming flower in the rain, "Can I ask you one thing?"

The black robe have already stood in their respective positions, and the number of people is increasing as the mask is made. From the beginning, this was the doomed fact.

"What's the matter?" I asked.

"Please do it yourself." Jane said: "I don't want myself and John to be eaten by that ugly thing as food."

"It's the same here, I don't want to be discharged into the dung in the end, and then put it on these kinds of faces." Trinity sneered at the black robe, his cold and sharp eyes penetrated their masks .

My throat seemed to be blocked by a burning coal.

"I ..." I just made a painful voice. Two hands penetrated the body of Jane and John, and they came out from the chest. Standing behind them was Fu Jiang who didn't know when to go there. I waited as soon as I knew what the two were going to say, and then threw out my ears.

The eyes of Jane and John lost their brilliance in the blink of an eye, because death came so suddenly, so the expression of regret and nervousness solidified on the pale face.

"My technique is very good, they are not painful to walk." Fu Jiang said, pulling his hand out with a smile.

The two corpses fell to the ground with a thud, and the whole world seemed to be taken away with all the sounds and colors by the sudden departure of these two lives. The movement of the black robe seemed to stop, and the heavy threat from them suddenly disappeared, replaced by tension and fear.

I suddenly wanted to laugh aloud. These guys who haven't known what human nature is for a long time, haven't been shaken by the death of their colleagues, but will they be afraid of the enemy's fratricide

"So, I'll go first, Achuan." When Fu Jiang walked past me, he patted my shoulder, and only the soft sound I could hear floated to my ear like wind, "Don't be afraid, I will protect you . "

When I turned around, she had charged the black robe, and the target was a strange door.

"Okay, it's my turn. I hope your skills are as good as your companions." The punk girl Trinity stared at my eyes. For a moment, I felt my heart pierced. The complex colors condensed in my eyes made me unable to look at each other.

"Caution" Trinity cried suddenly when I hesitated.

I didn't think about it, immediately hugged him and rolled to the side. There was a sour smell in the air, and then a thick liquid fell on the place where we had stood. Before I got up, I witnessed the appearance of gray smoke rising after the ground was corroded by the pool of liquid. The mud and stone floor made a noisy sound, a bubble burst, and it quickly sags at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.

More than that, the black robes who surrounded us exhaled the mist one by one, shaking their fingers, and a large piece of gray mist was changing into something indescribable.

"Do it, you cowardly guy" Trinity shouted in my ears with a tense expression.

There is no way to burn a novel network. There is really no way to burn a novel network. The sorrow in my heart burned every cell of the body like a flame. I know that there is no other way than the simple and neat actions like Fu Jiang. We can't save these ordinary people, and we can't even save ourselves.

At least let her die in the way she wants.

Countless thoughts surged into my brain, but, as Zheng Fujiang said, the fragments of these ideas were all garbage-like things at the most critical time, and none of them were useful. When I recovered, Trinity's head was abnormally tilted to the side, his pupils dilated and became gray.

She unconsciously twisted her neck by hand.

I finally realized what Fu Jiang called "smoothness", that is, the behavior you would do without knowing it, but why, I don't feel any joy at all. If my behavior was correct, according to Fu Jiang ’s statement, I would not feel pain, but I stared at the lost eyes, and it seemed that something had penetrated into my eyes from the depths of her eyes and became one This kind of nausea and pain boil in the body like an electric current, and it seems that the soul lurking in the body becomes distorted by this pain.

"Don't cry, Gao Chuan, don't cry." The cold rain drips down the corners of my eyes and face. When I found out, I was already running.

The team in front of the gate has been overwhelmed by Fu Jiang. She is like the most brave warrior in ancient times. She has no armor and no too many fancy skills, but her hands, feet, shoulders and even her head have turned into murder weapons. , Every collision will take away the name of a black robe. This type of attack is by no means a Capola-style jump and kick that I have seen before, but it is undoubtedly a very correct judgment. Relying on superhuman first-class physical qualities, the straight moves are beyond the expectations of the enemy. The speed of harvesting their lives.

They may have estimated Fu Jiang ’s fighting power to be very high, but Fu Jiang will only be stronger than they thought. It is the biggest mistake of these black-robed people to prevent her from cutting in the first time. In the approaching battle, the first person in black robe facing her broke her neck or pulled out the heart because she could not keep up with her movements, and then the body was brandished as a shield and weapon. The phenomena of burning, corrosion, frost, and shackles formed by the gray fog tricks will be blocked by one body after another, interrupted, and then the main point of the master is hit and killed.

Fu Jiang clung to the enemy, letting them tie their hands, fearing that her attack would hurt her colleagues, which reduced the number of attacks she received at the same time. When the black robes realized that if they continued to do so, they would only increase the casualties, they began to try to distance them, and no matter what their companions' lives were, they carried out a long-range gray fog trick attack.

Of course, Fu Jiang won't let them succeed so easily. With the evolution of the battle, a living black robe has been broken by Fu Jiang's finger or his throat has been thrown towards the black robe who ran away.

Without the help of talents and superpowers, my strength and physical response may not be as strong and sharp as that of Fujiang, but I am still a messenger who has undergone graystone transformation. These black-robed men who are as strong as ordinary people, in the case of not being able to exert their strange powers well, are not much different from a weak chicken for me ~ www.readwn.com ~ My chest is boiling With a burning emotion, it made my mind blank. I no longer think, analyze and judge, there seems to be a primitive instinct that controls the expansion and contraction of muscles and the transmission of information in the nerves. They are combined in a chaotic, crude but direct way to make this body like a butterfly Light, fierce like a beast.

I have n’t learned any fighting skills from Ranwen Fiction Net, but this body seems to always know how to maintain balance, how to use the power of the upper body, how to hit the other party before being attacked, how to look from many seemingly unavoidable Find a gap in the shell. I could grab the enemy's wrist, flip over and kick off his neck, and whirl around the soft slump before he fell. You can also get into the crotch of the enemy from nowhere, knock him over and kick away, and then use the reaction force to attack the enemy on the other side.

The pinch and sneak attack were disintegrated in this direct, quick and rough reaction, and then I clearly felt the weakening of the enemy's attack power. When the black robe completely abandoned this wave of offensive, Fu Jiang and I finally joined together.

Fu Jiang and I supported each other back to back.

Her wheezing is a little heavy, but my wheezing has started to be disordered and her heartbeat has become abnormal. Has it reached the limit?