Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

I closed my eyes, and the sound began to form a fuzzy outline in my mind. Vibration was transmitted in the physical medium and spread in the air. Every movement that can be felt by the chain judgment is the original fuzzy outline. Outline the details, just like coloring the same stick figure, deepening the shadows, the lines start to become complicated, and the thickness is divided. When different sports are expressed in more vivid pictures in their minds, their shapes and dynamics are also different. Although they are different, they are not completely divided. At the boundaries of different images, some ambiguous and homogenous images begin to emerge and change in a very regular way.

In my mind, each "line" has a different meaning, and no "point" is meaningless. The scene composed of points, lines, and planes continues to expand in a three-dimensional shape. Even with my eyes closed, I feel that I am overlooking the scene in the sky, and at the same time, observing the scene from various angles from front, back, left, and right. In fact, I can't fully understand the meaning of this scene outline in my mind. These meaningful details are too much and increase every second. Even so, my instincts still narrate some simple answers to me. Every one of my ideas popped out suddenly instead of being logically generated. These sudden ideas are depicting something to me to let I know where I am approaching.

I can even distinguish some large-scale phenomena from the pictures in my mind, and even some more essential things. For example, in extremely remote places that cannot be described with common sense distance, the repeater of the network ball is sailing fast, and they have been caught in the trouble they take for granted-since Dorothy is there, they are almost free from trouble. Impossible, in this doomsday illusion, Dorothy's role is completely different from other doomsday illusions, and she is no longer just a "imitation of the final weapon". I can also be sure that what Dorothy wants to do is likely to be completely different from what others in the online ball want to do. The two sides seem to be in a camp, but they actually end with different goals.

In the three-dimensional scene of points, lines, and planes reflected in this chain judgment, although the deformation caused by the deviation ritual is not obvious, it also exists in the constantly changing contours. Because there is no clear reference object, so It is impossible to use common-sense logic to determine the specific place where it was deformed by the "deviation ritual". I used the intuition of a mysterious expert to distinguish from these first sights what was affected. Even so, I can't be specific about a certain detail, but can only judge the influence of "deviation" from a rough perspective.

I didn't open my eyes and slowed down. I tried to see clearly the battlefield that was still out of sight, to lock down every part that was marked as a focus. The Nazi soldiers, the security guards of the ruling bureau, clashed together like torrents of opposites, with limbs flying every moment, but rough physical crushing is still the rarest of all kinds of destructive phenomena, Another more thorough and more indescribable "death" is emerging in these two streams.

Both sides waved their paws like wild beasts, chewing everything in front of them with wide open **** mouths. And this piece is intertwined, as if the endless torrent is just part of a larger battlefield. The observation of movement can spread far away. If it is replaced by the doomsday illusion of the past, when the "quark" still exists, I can even use the "quark" as a transit point to spread my senses to a larger distance. Today, "quark" is just an illusion for me. Even if this illusion can exert all kinds of strange effects because of the mysterious power, it can't do better than in the past.

When I think of "quark", the crow's cries are faintly heard in my ears. I seem to feel that a crow is passing through and disappearing into the distance. After this feeling disappears, it becomes more like an illusion. Even so, the outlines formed in my mind seem to have a new change.

It is difficult to accurately describe these scenes in my mind with words. I have to use some ambiguous metaphors to describe them, but this does not mean that my perception of this scene is also vague. I believe in my instincts, I believe in my sudden thoughts, I believe that there must be some more accurate essence behind these sensibilities. I

It was at this time that it seemed that I was using chain judgment to feel that the battlefield's actions were noticed, and the large forces tightly entangled began to flow in the direction of me. In this induction, relative to these two torrents, it is almost inconspicuous than sand. To switch to other times, avoiding them is the right choice, but my intuition whispered that in the future, it was all the area occupied by these two torrents-I ca n’t bypass them at all. One I have moved towards the center of these two torrents.

I immediately understood that, despite the lack of evidence, I still believe that this is the case: the mysterious experts who survived this fashion, including the online ball, have started a decisive battle against the Nazis. There are even sudden thoughts that describe in my mind how the outside world evolved into this decisive battle when I burst into the underground hall of the torchlight and tried to use or prevent deviation rituals. Of course, there must be a connection between "Gaochuan" and "Gaochuan" as a bridge to produce such a descriptive idea-every thought in my mind seems to be generated out of thin air, but in reality it has never been Not created out of thin air.

I believe that another me, Gao Chuan, who has become a prostitute, already knows that I am going to pass.

……I've already arrived. I meditated in my heart that on the right wrist, the fourth-level magic pattern began to burn.

When I opened my eyes, the torrent of invisible boundary emerged from the end of the field of vision, and began to look like a dot, and then the dot became a line, and the line continued to expand to both sides, out of the field of vision At that time, the line becomes a surface. Just like a tsunami, it emerged from the strange shape of the building. In front of my eyes, there are many wreckages of structures everywhere, which are larger than the so-called "tall buildings" in human society. Compared with the buildings seen in the past, every building here can be called a "spectacle". However, the gaps between these spectacles and spectacles have been filled with surging fluids full of viscous sensation. Upon closer inspection, the so-called "fluid" is not smooth, but countless human figures and The non-human figures are intertwined, they seem to be a whole, but their insides are **** for tat, continually colliding and destroying. It's just that there are too many of them, one is eliminated, and the other is added in. Almost all of the sparks produced in their relative fighting are submerged in their numbers at the same time.

Is this tens of millions? Tens of thousands? Hundreds of millions? Can't count. In addition to the black water "Four Heaven Courtyard Gamma Coconut", which is known as "more than 4 billion people", I can no longer find a scene that is comparable to what I see. Even the Nazi fleet that was entrenched on the moon did not have such a thrilling momentum. If you get involved, you're done-I believe that everyone will feel this fear when they see this scene.

I certainly can't be indifferent to this terrible scene that seems to be sweeping the world. I'm quite sure that there is absolutely no lack of the emotion of "fear" in my inner boiling. Even so, I know that if I want to contact another myself, I can only choose to penetrate the torrent of war that does not know where the end is. None of the opposing parties that constitute this endless stream of war is my friend. Needless to say, the Nazi soldiers, even those security guards, could hardly distinguish their positions. Even if their producers had a clear position, it was useless in this mysterious battlefield. Mystery will make oneself an enemy in an instant. There is even more incredible wide-area phenomenon, ignoring the enemy and causing damage.

The terrible of this battlefield is that the chaos in it has made it useless to divide the enemy and the enemy. Even if they are themselves, they are also making their strongest attacks as much as possible. To worry about whether it will hurt yourself. Besides, in sight, either Nazi soldiers or security guards, both sides are pure killing machines that never care about who they are.

This torrent seems to be slow, but in fact it quickly submerged all the visible buildings in front of me. I faced it, and I felt that I was so small that I couldn't even describe it as "a drop in the sea". Even so, I have to keep my eyes wide open, detach from the observation of the macroscopic perspective, and enter the microcosm as detailed as possible. From the intricate rules, analyze the "passage" through which I can walk.

There are more or less gaps between Nazi soldiers and Nazi soldiers, between security guards and security guards, and between Nazis and security guards, but some of the gaps are unavailable, even with the fastest degree, they can not be avoided Among the countless mysteries, there is a mystery that ignores the concept of "degree". Similarly, the seemingly void places may not be in the next second, or only a few seconds, or even less time, Filled by new destructive forces. These gaps are natural traps. I know very well whether I can pass through this battlefield. The biggest test is whether I can identify from these gaps which are traps and which are accessible.

In my mind, the three-dimensional outline produced by the chain judgment has undergone dramatic changes. The chain judgment is locked within the range of "fifty meters", and the accuracy obtained is the highest. At this highest accuracy, the motion state that can be observed is also the most complicated. In the past, I have had the experience of emancipating observation limits and obtaining the highest possible resolution under load.

No matter how powerful you are, the load means pain and pressure, and it is a state where people can clearly feel "self-destruction". To be honest, I do n’t want to try again and again if I can.

However, in this world, there are always a lot of last resorts.

I stood in the same place, looking up at the sky, covering everything visible to the naked eye, full of devastating "giant waves." It will swallow me as soon as it bounces down. The shadow of that huge death seems to be eroding this space. Even if the terrible power of destruction has not yet arrived, the pressure of its existence has made people feel that the distortions visible to the naked eye have arrived as a pioneer.

Once the airflow rolled up, it quickly turned into a hurricane, making it almost untenable. The wind even blows bits and pieces, sweeping it into a terrible weapon. I use the magic pattern to shape the gray mist and create layers of defense. I can also feel that these defenses are becoming thinner every second under the physical cutting.

I was pushed back by the hurricane, and even so, I was still not in a hurry to the degree of the huge torrent ahead. In the outline formed by the chain judgment, I have seen a trajectory that is fatal enough to spread to myself. It was originally just one or two trajectories. When I avoided it, it became three or four. If I avoid it, I increase it again. In less than a second, these fatal movements are like "solid lines". Some are like "dashed lines", like a mess, trying to wrap me up.

When there is still a gap between these intuitively fatal motion trajectories ~ www.readwn.com ~ I have already moved. At the same time that the invisible high channel was formed, I had moved along the trajectory that intuitively avoided the deadly threat. In my mind, the chain decision has incorporated my movement into a fine model, allowing me to know more accurately what I am facing. I have not completely given up the observation capabilities of the facial features, but the intuition and chain judgment are more timely and accurate, making the observation of the facial features almost become a "lagging supplement".

I rolled, sprinted, and plunged into this huge torrent of Nazi soldiers and security guards. The dense mysterious phenomenon has been acting on me for the first time. In an incomprehensible way, it completely smashed the invisible high channel within one second, and even carried the Nazi soldiers and security that kept me within fifty meters The guards were crushed into pieces—not one piece at a time, not one piece at a time, but one piece at a time, as if they were stacked like a piece of material.

I have little time to think, and I can only follow my instincts completely and act in a way that is similar to a hunch. Even thinking, I can't understand it. Every phenomenon on this battlefield is the synthesis and interaction of plural phenomena. Even the chain judgment cannot be parsed. What kind of movement has caused a chemical reaction?

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