Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

Billy is not a Mageweave messenger, and his ability does not have much information outflow. As far as the necessary qualities of a mysterious expert are concerned, he is obviously more successful than a mysterious expert like me. In a mystery that is infinitely unknown and full of possibilities, the effects of each ability are likely to be targeted. The secrecy of one ’s own abilities is often a matter that mystery experts must pay attention to. However, it is not necessary to realize that secrecy is necessary. To do it, also in the infinite unknown, there are often mysteries of this kind that can spread their own information without knowing it.

Although Billy is my "old friend", in this doomsday illusion, he has grown higher than other "old friends". I don't think my previous defeat was an accident. There must be some force that interfered with my observation of the silver bullet and even Billy himself. Several mysterious experts have died in my hands before. Compared to those who died, Billy had to survive at least at the same level as the file.

Moreover, judging from the performance of the file and Billy at the moment, the two have a high degree of confidence that they can get rid of my raid. The file claimed to have found a way to deal with my swift sweeping from another person, the prosthetic body Gao Chuan. Although it is theoretically credible, I don't think it is just that.

In any case, neither the file nor Billy, my two "old friends" are by no means comparable to the mysterious experts who were killed by me before. I used to think that Fu Jiang left the two to the end, which is a manifestation of their humanity, but now it seems that it is also because they are indeed capable of supporting this point in front of Fu Jiang.

In order to introduce the doomsday truth into the bureau, convert the torchlight deviation ritual, and use this event to make a slight adjustment to the progress of the forces of various parties, thereby consolidating his plan in the layout of Dorothy and the color, I thought I had to kill at least two-thirds of these mysterious experts before the invaders reached this underground hall. But the plan is not as good as change. Judging from the current situation, this idea cannot be fully achieved. First, the executors have been completely alienated. Second, these mysterious experts are stronger than I thought. Once again, Fu Jiang does n’t seem to be trying his best. Among them, there must be a profound meaning, and even the categories of "jiang" and "virus" are involved. The overall situation I have observed is already a mystery, and it has an inevitability that is difficult to reverse.

I can't make the file and Billy believe me, nor can I reverse Dorothy and the idea of ​​coloring, nor can I blame Fu Jiang and force her to do it. I do n’t plan to think about what Fu Jiang thinks, because it must be useless. My Fu Jiang looks like a person, but its essence is very different from its human form, and its behavior is speculated from the perspective of human beings. It is simply unrealistic. Therefore, from the past to the present, I still have to stand in my own perspective and think and execute my plan according to what I have observed.

All I can do is that only I can do, and I must do it alone. This is not a comfortable feeling, but it can only be so. I'm just an ordinary top student, I can't think of a better way.

At least, the file and Billy did not die in the hands of Fu Jiang, maybe it was a kind of luck. What is the difference between being killed by "Jiang" and being eaten by "Jiang"? I don't know. I just have a feeling that once "Jiang" is eaten in the illusion of doom, then He died completely, and once again became a sacrifice for the doomsday truth, and the result will not be too good. From the perspective of "death", being killed by my own hand is the best death ending.

Therefore, whether it is for planning needs or for my personal emotions, I want to kill these "old friends" with my own hands. Even if the file and Billy are different from them in the past, and at this moment show strong strength, I have not changed this idea.

"A Jiang, let them two of them." I said, "Other people ... just do what you think."

I ’m not going to tell Fu Jiang what to do. Although I think Fu Jiang will follow my thoughts, I would like to observe Fu Jiang ’s own behavior. Fu Jiang performs her own behavior in her own way. Then, her behavior is It is extremely important.

Fu Jiang's breath brushed my neck from behind, as if she had always been behind me, but before feeling her breath, I was pretty sure that she had always been beside me. Her sense of presence seemed to disappear for a moment, almost making me think that her existence was just an illusion until I felt her body temperature and plumpness again. The strong and elastic touch felt against my back, but there was a grotesque sense of existence, which suddenly made me feel creepy. I don't think I should be afraid, but in fact, I can't suppress the fear that emerges from the bottom of my heart. Even if my love for her has not changed in any way, it is still so deep and rich. I have always felt that she is like surging from the depths of the mud, and my sense of fear is also in it.

Love and fear sound like two very different emotions, but the fear and love I feel exist at the same time without contradiction, and, although they are two equally intense emotions, they sometimes make me faint I feel that this is actually the same emotion.

Am I afraid of Fu Jiang? Oh no, of course not, I love her deeply. However, there is something else inside her humanity, which makes me feel instinctively fearful and reminds me of Zhenjiang, a lover who is more inhuman than Fujiang and closer to the scary things inside. .

Fu Jiang's hand slipped over my face. I couldn't see her. I could only feel her outline. Although the plumpness and elasticity made people think, they couldn't fully describe the specific details in their minds. That weird sense of fear encircled me, just like a beautiful poisonous snake wrapped around me. When I couldn't see her with my eyes, it was hard to imagine how she looked like a humanoid, even if I was so familiar with the appearance of Fujiang, Her body has so much depth and touch, and all the details that are felt directly with her eyes and experience become so blurred when she can't see her directly.

I didn't even dare to see her hands touching my face and body, for fear that what I saw was not "hands" but something else. It's just that the hand brushed the corner of my eye and appeared in my field of vision, it was indeed her hand. Her hands penetrated into my clothes and kept digging down to the soles of my feet-what a weird, terrifying experience, but the pleasure of the body was indeed accumulating and releasing.

I looked at the file and Billy who were facing each other, trying to see the figure of Fu Jiang behind me from the eyes of the two. However, the eyes of the two had nothing but my own figure, just like me Fu Jiang behind him is just a ghost. The files and Billy ’s faces were stiff, and I knew very well that it was a fearful expression, because I had seen this fearful face many times, and they must have seen something.

The taste of the air is faintly different from before, and the deviation ceremony of the underground hall seems to change the atmosphere because of the change of taste. Those ritual performers are still singing screaming, drumming and playing music frantically, and cheering like a cult curse, but the strange feeling they brought has been covered or replaced by a new strange feeling.

The point of the image is that the sense of existence of Fu Jiang overwhelms the sense of existence of the ceremony, and the strangeness of Fu Jiang covers the strangeness of the ceremony. At this moment, it seems that Fu Jiang is the master here.

I almost forgot what I said to Fu Jiang before, but I still remember that she did not answer anything.

"... Fujiang is right behind me, right? File, Billy." I suppressed my inner fear and said to the two in front of me.

It took a while for the two to react. Billy's forehead was soaked with sweat, and said in a weak tone: "Oh, **** ... you say that thing is called Fu Jiang?"

Yes, I heard very clearly. Billy used "that thing" to describe Fujiang. But I don't know at all what Fu Jiang he looked like at this time.

The file took a deep breath and stared at me with a deep gaze, saying: "Tao Chuan, tell me, what is Fu Jiang? What exactly are you bringing? That is definitely not the ultimate weapon."

They were also able to ask questions, proving that things were not irreparably bad. I can feel that Fu Jiang is behind me, proving that I have a chance to talk with them. Although the atmosphere is strange and frightening, it can even be said that it is unintelligible, but the tension of the previous battle brought about by the battle has become soothing in this strange atmosphere.

Even if it is soothing, but what I have felt, the information returned by the two files and the file, but it can not make people really relax.

Instead, the heart is held by an invisible hand, getting tighter and tighter.

Zhenjiang has been a mysterious existence in the past. Nowadays, Fujiang, who was rich in human form in the past, is also changing in the direction of mystery. Such changes have made me feel the urgency of time.

"Fujiang is Fujiang." I can only answer the question of the file in this way, because if Fujiang is to be regarded as "something" rather than "final weapon", then I also don't know what Fujiang is, just Just as I don't know what "Jiang" is, I also don't know what "Virus" is. All in all, I am not more insightful and smarter than the file. Things she does not know, I know some, but more is the same unknown.

"... You are such a fool, Gao Chuan." The file said stiffly. "Do you really love it? Such a thing? You know nothing about it. Do you really know what your love is?" Is it really love? If it were me, I would never be entangled with such a thing. "

"No, you're wrong, file." Billy broke the file for the first time. "The more fundamental question is, what is this boy like Gao Chuan in front of us? Who would certainly not fall in love with this?" It ’s a kind of thing. So, if you really love this thing, then maybe it ’s not human anymore. This is very reasonable, is n’t it? No one has ever said that this Gaochuan is a human being, even if he is a prostitute. Mr. Gao Chuan did not say that. We just connected the two because it looks a lot like him. Maybe there is definitely a connection, but whether it is a person-to-person connection is impossible to be sure. "

The two did not conceal their analysis, nor did they suppress their voices, so that I could hear clearly. Although this is certainly a tactical strategy, it is definitely their real thought. They are seeing what I can't see, from another perspective different from mine, to understand my situation. I have many reasons to refute, but, in terms of the limitations of the observation angle, I do not feel that I am superior to them.

I can clearly see that the files and Billy's gaze at me are changing, just like the gaze from looking at people to looking at some kind of monster. Even if I used to wander on the question of "Is myself still a person now", but when the eyes of old friends become like this, it still makes me feel sad and sad.

I can't refute their doubts, and the refusal is meaningless and won't interfere with what I do. The file and Billy have reasons to strike me with various methods, because I am their enemy and really want to kill them.

Yes, although it is still possible to talk, the conversation will not change anything. My chain judgement is sending new information ~ www.readwn.com ~ The enemies who invaded from the outside are getting closer and closer. There is not much time left. I have to kill the two before they really become sacrifices. Under the premise that they must die here, this is the only thing I can do.

Being killed by me is better than being a ritual sacrifice, whether it is a sacrifice for deviation rituals or a sacrifice for the doomsday sacrificial rites.

I have no doubt that even if they don't do it themselves, they will definitely die. Because they behaved like this, as Jung said before, the people here had already planned to let go completely, so they assisted Torchlight in this deviation ceremony.

I unfolded the speed sweep again, allowing the invisible high-speed passage to penetrate both me and the file again. In a slow world, although I can feel that Fu Jiang is still entangled in the back. I was carrying Fu Jiang and flew forward faster than before. The silver bullet appeared in front of me almost at the same time. Before it hit my eyeballs, the speed of the quick sweep increased again within a few centimeters. I deflected my body, and the bullet flew across the forehead.

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