Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

216 Street

Alice did n’t make a story about her novels, but when she was in this dark and damp world, it was as if you were there. All the people caught by the black mage will be thrown into the cauldron and become all kinds of things. Only one girl escaped on the occasion of a thousand shots and was rescued by the brave men who tried to destroy this evil place. This is simply the dark fairy tale in front of the moon night bed. And we are the protagonists of this fairy tale.

The ugly monster is still crawling slowly and bloated, but it is more of a sympathetic emotion than disgusting them. They used to be humans or other animals, but under the force of evil, they became this non-human and non-beast gesture, and they were eaten by humans as food.

I can't describe my feelings for these black-robed people now, is it angry? Still hate? The complex emotions in my heart are too thick, like dust and silt that have accumulated for thousands of years, black and thick, flowing slowly, numb the nerves.

We discussed for a while and decided to act according to the original plan. If they have free access to reality and the world, ten of them are in that street. Although these black robe people will use strange spells, and the number seems to be quite large, we are not completely without the power to fight back. Moreover, in order to understand the power of the enemy, one must go deep into the tiger's den.

However, although Alice had just escaped from the street, but escaped in this fog, she has completely lost the specific location of the street. She only knew that it was in the middle of a mountain, and the black robe needed to open a door to enter. Alice had a lingering fear in the past. After listening to our judgment on the current situation, she couldn't help being silent and was unable to make a decision.

If she wants to go with us, she must return to that horrible place. If she is not with us, she will probably be caught by those in black robe. We told her clearly that staying in this mountainous area could not find a way to leave.

Despite the silence and hesitation of Alice, I, Jung and Dorothy came to the black robe who was captured and wanted to dig out the street from his mouth and the way to enter. The black robe lay weakly on the ground, his eyes closed, and it seemed that there was still no awakening in the novel. Even if Dorothy kicked him hard, there was no movement. If it weren't for feeling his breath, he thought he was dead.

Dorothy wrote the words "I'm so upset" on her face, crouching in front of the black robe and pinching his nose with his fingers. After a while, the black robe finally twisted his body unbearably.

"Don't pretend to be dead with me." Dorothy said with a "I knew it already" expression.

The rope transformed by the quark untied the section covering the mouth of the black robe, and he exhaled immediately. Although he could not move his hands and feet, he turned his head against the ground and stared at us fiercely through the eyes of the mask. His mouth made a hoarse voice and spoke a series of words that we did not understand. The tone is very unfriendly, obviously not good words.

"Speak English." Jung's quiet tone was full of pressure. "I'm from the National Intelligence Agency. If you don't understand this department, I don't mind letting you experience it for yourself."

The black-robed man paused and squirted their unique language again, but as soon as he said a few words, he was re-closed by quark and screamed with a mumble. Because I ordered quark to change into a thin forehead and rub it into his nails hard. I haven't done much research on torture, but I also heard of several painful methods. The story of Alice made me feel uncomfortable with these people. Before he became soft, he used several small methods. His eyes turned white, desperately hitting the ground with his head, splashing pieces of muddy water.

After a while, Quark liberated his mouth again. This time, the black robe gasped for a long time, and seemed to be languishing. There was no longer the spirit of staring and swearing. According to Alice's description, these black-robed people are not all the men trained by the Mar Jones family, and even if they are not all tortured. Therefore, we have great confidence to pry open his mouth. In a situation that is not a last resort, I do n’t want Dorothy to devour memory.

"I hope you can understand your current situation." Jung said quietly: "Your companions are dead, so we won't kill you right away." He let go of his body and stepped on the head of the black robe with his shoes Rub it to the side so that he can see Alice and them clearly, "Listen, the girl you used as prey is very kind and knows nothing about torture. Although you hate you very much, you ca n’t do it yourself. So if you can tell us something Useful things, we will let you die happily. If you refuse, we will be happy to help her. "

The black robe and Alice's eyes met, and Alice immediately turned her head away. But Jung's statement is very clever. The more timid and concession Alice's performance, the greater the psychological pressure on the black robe.

After a while, the man in black robe finally spoke, using a language we can understand.

"You, you guys, what do you want to know?" He said piecemeal, grammatically unfamiliar, and with a slang sound, very weird, sounding not a native of Europe. However, he wore a face mask and his whole body was hidden under a black robe. He could not distinguish from which country he was from the outside.

"Where is the street? How do I get in?" Jung said.

"Can't go in, outsiders, can't open the door." The black robe moved his eyes to us, "Don't kill me, I, lead the way, open the door for you."

"You lied." Dorothy squatted down, staring at his eyes and said, "I know you will have some strange spells." She smiled, revealing her white teeth, "but I will, just like you Throw people into the big pot and cook, if I eat you, you will get your memory. "

The black robe and Dorothy looked at each other for a while, and when Dorothy reached out to pretend to touch him, he suddenly shrank back.

"No, no," he shouted in a panic. "Okay, okay, I know. I'm not lying. I'll take you over and open the door for you, otherwise you can't enter."

Jung stared at the black robe for a while, and finally nodded.

"Just do it." He said.

"Do you believe him?" Dorothy asked, looking up.

"I don't think he has lied to Ranwen.com." Jung looked at me. "What do you think? Crow."

I can't see whether the black robe is lying, but we don't have much choice for Ranwen.com. These people have strange powers in this world, so the possibility of using some spells for the safety of the gathering place cannot be ruled out. Therefore, even if Dorothy devours the other party's memory, it is likely that they cannot enter the mysterious street because they cannot use the other party's spells.

In order to prevent the black robe from secretly doing anything, the black rope formed by the quark was untied and turned into a collar with a sharp inner blade on his neck. I told him that if he wanted to escape or do something suspicious, he would immediately cut off his head.

The black robe nodded, and then got up from the ground. At this time Alice also made the final decision, we will act together, will focus on protecting her safety before all deaths, the same, she must act according to our orders. So far, we began to peel off their robes from the dead black robe. Me, Engels and Jung disguised as black robe masters, and the girls dressed as our captives. The brim of the black robe hood is very low. Even if you do n’t wear a mask, you can hardly notice the difference if you lower your head and do n’t speak.

When we were about to leave, the black robe really asked for a way to use spells.

"Mist, unable to get through, use the light of guidance." The black robe said in a low voice, after deciding to cooperate, his attitude became very refreshing.

We have already prepared for this request, but Jung still confirmed with me the safety of the Black Blade Collar. In fact, although the black robe's spells are peculiar, it takes a certain amount of time to use them. If he does some small actions unbelievably, he can be cut off with a blink of an eye. But I still hope he can be smarter. It is not easy to find one or two figures in this ghost place.

As a result, the black robe spit out a cloud of gray fog in the eyes of everyone, thinking of God, and the only right hand extended his index finger and inserted it in the gray fog. In a ball, gray light gradually bloomed. We stared at the light in surprise. The light was not dazzling, but it was full of unique penetrating power in the mist. The black robe's index finger lightly tapped in front of him. When the finger paused, it seemed to hit a transparent barrier. The gray light suddenly shot in one direction, not directly in front of him.

After doing this method, the black robe let us follow him. We walked for about thirty minutes in the direction where the light was gone, and there were no other people in Ranwen Fiction Net. The black robe explained that most of them stayed in the street, and some people went to the top of the mountain to hunt in the forest. All of Alice was killed.

The destination is in a dense forest, and the surrounding scenery is no different from what I have encountered before. The same types of trees and shrubs, the same are full of fog, heavy rain and lightning and thunder are eternally flooding the world. Is gloomy and monotonous. For a while, this unchanging scenery caused some people to doubt the black robe. Although he did not say it in Ranwen Fiction Net, the hesitation and vigilance in his eyes and actions exuded undisguisedly. However, until Jung, as the leader, did not speak at Ranwen Fiction Net, no one would question the bright side.

Finally, we came to a big tree. If there is anything unique about this tree, perhaps no one can say it except the black robe. Its size, type and appearance are enough to make people ignore it when they pass by. But the black robe stopped under the big tree, and proved his correctness with action.

He once again spit out the gray mist, wrapped it around his fingertips, and then drew a circle in front of the tree.

"Get ready," Jung said suddenly.

On Jung's orders, Miyaki, Engels, and Alice were all confused on their faces. But when Dorothy activated the critical weapon, she immediately realized.

"Don't play tricks, if you throw us in a dangerous place, your head will fall before we are found." I warned.

The black robe's fingers paused, and the circle that hadn't been drawn disappeared. He suddenly grabbed the collar of his neck with both hands, and the others were startled by his movements. Afterwards, I realized that the collar turned into a quark, according to my will, slightly retracted, and almost cut into his throat.

"This is just a warning, don't delay the time." I lowered my voice again threateningly.

The black robe shook his body, and once again used the gray fog spell to draw a circle in front of the tree. When the line segments are connected, the circled space plane is gradually saturated with gray, giving a solid feeling. The black robe stretched out his hand and gently pushed the gray circular plane, and it opened like a door backwards.

Looking inside, some furniture came into view, as if it were a room. We walked in and found that we really appeared in a house. The bungalows are rough and rough, as if they were built like this with boulders that have not been polished. The gaps are made of mud and grass. The windows are closed and the room is dark.

"This is my home, and there are no others in Ranwen.com." The black robe said to us: "Can you light the lamp?"

There is nothing wrong with this. We look out from the gap, and we can see the barren vestibule and more houses like here. It is not clear where is the private house, and where is the other important building. The houses are distributed at both ends of a street, one next to the other, like a prison, and many houses have lights. The gray sky, the rain pattered, and the people in black robes walked silently on the street, not knowing where to go.

This street gives a wonderful feeling, not purely frightening. Everything is quite primitive, like returning to the Middle Ages, as if the time here was suspended just before entering modern times.

There are no appliances in the house, only the hall and kitchen are separated, and there is no separate bedroom in the house. There are some strange graffiti and text on the walls, and there is a black hole in the fireplace, as if someone will get out of it at any time, the flue is engraved with a huge cross of the Mar Jones family, everything is as imagined by the wizard There is not much discrepancy between the family and the literary novel network. We sat around the table, and the wizard in black robe took out a match with finger length from the fireplace and scraped the fire on the stone wall. The blazing fire light on the face wearing the mask, which can't see the true appearance, looks extremely strange, especially the deep eye holes, the slightly old face and the exaggerated eagle nose that the mask deliberately highlights It's as spooky as a real wizard ... No, he is indeed a wizard.

He lit the fireplace and the candlesticks on the table in turn, before blowing out the match in a soft posture. After a while, the cold and damp air gradually warmed up because of the rainy weather. The black robe wizard pushed a wooden hanger to the fireplace, and then pulled the curtain to let us change the wet clothes.

The ladies advanced, and the men began to ask the wizard about the street.

"Leave here, go to the transmission center, on the cross street." Heibaoren answered honestly. After returning to this room, he seemed to be relaxed, but he didn't dare to blame him. I let him know that his own group of people is just to return to reality, and he has no inexplicable conflict with Ranwen.com. He also seems to be connected, cooperating to talk about some things we did not ask about.

"Street" is not only a street. All the roads have the shape of "Wang". Where is it located? No one can tell except the top black robe. There are about 600 to 1,000 inhabitants here, most of them are members of the Mar Jones family, and a small part are foreigners who were forced to change after being caught. The Mar Jones family seems to have declined rapidly after entering modern times. In fact, it has always maintained a strong control over the discrete families. This was even stronger after the Mar Jones family created this world and the black robe wizard. Too.

Strange spells, unique worlds, and secrets of eternal life reproduce the mysterious medieval medieval Jones ’s indescribable wealth with unknown methods.

The secret of the black robe wizard lies in their masks. All the spells come from the masks. Although not everyone can wear them, once they wear them, it is said that they will get a long life and hear the voice of "God". It allows all black-robed wizards to follow the instructions of the Mal Jones family, and if they violate, they will fall into hell. The black-robed wizards who had not been subordinate to the Mar Jones family at the beginning had all suffered from the rebellion, just like the man who lost our arms to entertain us.

The black robe wizard explained the origin of the mask and the power of the Mar Jones family as a supernatural phenomenon. He joined the mysterious organization very early, and tried to persuade us to join in the language of that unfavorable language. He believes that ~ www.readwn.com ~ everything he encountered was guided by God and there is no doubt about the coming of the end. He said that only "streets" can save the world, although now it does n’t look so beautiful, As they build hard, they will one day turn it into a beautiful Garden of Eden.

"You are people with power." He said to us: "This means you should take greater responsibility."

Everyone was surprised and stunned by his performance. The black-robed wizard seemed to forget who cut his arm, who tortured him, and who put a fatal collar on him. He used to want to resist all this, but now he is telling us the truth in reverse.

Regardless of his original intention, whether the will to lead his actions really makes sense. Our position is originally two very different types of people, in any case will not agree with his point of view. Moreover, although the technology and power to create a new world really have the possibility of confronting the end, I do n’t think that technology and power alone can create a beautiful time. Now this gloomy world, and what happens in this world Things, everything is like a nightmare.

"This guy, has your brain burnt out?" Engels whispered into my ear.

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