Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

Judging from the trajectory, all three people who seemed to be moving were trying to move towards Saya's head. Attacking Saya's head is of course the correct strategy, although we are not sure where the monster is. Although Saya is a humanoid shape, it gives the impression of "meat" too strongly. The "meat block" does not matter the core and the key.

However, if you do n’t do this and attack other parts, even if Jung is able to “dig” a large pit that is one meter deep, in terms of Saya ’s volume, it ’s nothing more than a short shot.

But Saya's actions haven't shaped their plans so far. The wind caused by its movement is too strong, and even the people under its feet are suffering. The turbulent wind is shot from all directions. If you don't step on the ground, you can't stand still. It is conceivable how much pressure the three above face.

This is also because no one cut off the two pairs of thin wings. Considering the area alone, the length is tens of meters, the width is nearly ten meters, and there are still four, which are fanned at a rate of hundreds of times per second. The ability to lift a huge body 50 meters high. The data alone can be daunting, and once it gets closer, even the strengthened body will be torn apart.

The three of them assisted each other, covered the falling and rising, which can only be described as "following the waves".

With such support, I feel like I can do something.

Because when I skimmed back before, I entered the high pipeline, and I didn't feel too much interference. The inside and the outside of the high duct are shaped like two worlds. The existence of time and space is obviously very different. It has been noticed when using skimming. In addition to the ability to control the atmosphere of Father Sissen, other wind pressures are also good. No matter the spray, I can't stop my progress in the true sense.

Perhaps, I can break through the heavy pressure of the disorder and reach the sky.

"I can't do it anymore" Pan's voice rang in my ear, her blood vessels began to burst, and her expression looked even more terrifying.

"There are thirty seconds" Jung's calm voice is particularly cold at this time.

"I'm coming, you all come down, ready to retreat," I said to everyone: "Me and Dorothy go up, only I can go up. Dorothy, enough rest?"

"Just one word."

"Are you serious?" The sound of the shepherd dog suddenly came from the side. I don't know when he had come to us.

"My abilities are not burning the fiction net. Feel the martial arts. The Holy King made the sacred king to kill the **** Immortal Throne at night. Abandon the Shaozhou Zhou royal family martial Qiankun to kill the **** God seal the throne at night Too much pressure. "I said," I bring Dorothy up. "Then I gave the instrument to Zhen Jiang who was doing nothing.

"Even if there is no literary novel network pan, Bach's instruments can be somewhat restrictive. However, everything will end in the blink of an eye."

The shepherd looked at Pan with blood, and said to me, "Then look at you." Then he shouted out loud, "Captain"

"Magic, go on. Pan, let go." Jung didn't hesitate, and the magician fell quickly.

Saya didn't seem to have reacted yet, still waving his arms. Pan has let go of his hand, and his body has suddenly risen by a large amount, and his progress has been faster. The whole body has completely entered the lake area. In front of it, the outline of the ship shook in the mist deep in the heart of the lake. At this time, the sound over there was no longer heard.

Pan fell in the arms of the shepherd dog, Dorothy had stopped the space shuttle, and the magician's playing cards were enough to open a protective net over our heads.

I hugged Dorothy's waist from the back. The knife-shaped critical weapon in her hand had accumulated power, and a ring of oscillating waves overflowed along the blade.

"Ten seconds before the attack." She said.

"Nine seconds."

Eight seconds, seven seconds, six seconds, five seconds, four seconds, three seconds, two seconds, one second.

Plunder

The high pipeline seems to be able to screen the least disturbed channels in the air according to my will, and presents to me in a complicated winding shape.

The Saya monster is fifty meters high, and the length of the pipe is far beyond this distance.

However, one second is enough

My degree can catch up with the bullet

I did not hesitate to plunge into the high pipe, the twisted scene outside the pipe became slow, I seemed to step on the surface of Saya, climbing upward, but in fact, the touch from the bottom of my foot was telling me that I was not burning Wenshuowang contacted it. There is some kind of peculiar film between us, which is a high-pipe casing.

I feel the martial arts, the Holy King, the Holy King, the sacred king, the night killing the god, the throne, the king, the strongest abandonment of the young and big week, the royal family Move the heaven and earth to kill the gods and seals the throne in the night to seek the devil Ao Nine Chongtian strongest abandoned Shaozhou Zhou royal family It took more than ten seconds for Saya's head to pass, but Saya's own movements, even within one meter of the hand waving distance, even the flapping of his wings can be seen clearly, about two hundred times.

The pressure does exist, but it is not enough to reduce my degree to two seconds.

When Dorothy and I crossed Saya's shoulders, the turbulent wind pressure almost disappeared. When I arrived in front of Saya, I saw the pair of black glass eyes, reflecting the figure of both of us-there was no emotion in Ranwen.com, maybe it was so fast that it could not produce emotion at all. After that, there was no stop of Ranwen Fiction Net, and the spiraling high pipe was always upwards. We passed the top of its head in one breath, and finally reached the apex at a height of about ten meters from it.

The pressure disappeared at the moment of breakthrough, just like breaking a flexible membrane, the load on the entire body, including the brain, when using the ability became normal.

Although the ability to use skimming has been used frequently in combat, the thrill of wearing weights and decompression is the first time I feel it. It seems that there is no ability to exercise the effectiveness of the literary novel network normally, and it seems to have improved in the face of this opponent.

Is it an illusion? It also bears great pressure and danger, but what is the difference between this enemy and the situation in front of it?

I have no time to think about it.

At an altitude of only about sixty meters, above it is the color of bleak autumn, and the layers of clouds are like floating islands, moving slowly in the wind.

But I still feel that I broke through the sky.

The oscillating wave overflowing from the knife-shaped critical weapon is already strong enough to slow down our fall.

"T" Dorothy shouted, "Go to death, monster."

The knife-shaped critical weapon slowly waved down, and everyone on the ground jumped into the lake one by one.

The world visible to the naked eye is distorted under a knife-shaped critical weapon.

collapse--

Because of the distortion of the air, even the shape with Saya became abnormal. Although there is no tool to test the strength of Ranwen Fiction Net, but rely on intuitive judgment, although the visual effect is also exaggerated, the power of Dorothy's blow should be weaker than the previous one. However, even so, I don't think this Saye monster can bear it.

Because of being in midair, there is no foothold for Ranwen.com. The reaction force of the gas explosion pushes us up in one breath. When the knife-shaped critical weapon is activated, it will produce a protective cover to prevent the user from being injured. Mechanism, I just felt hit by a strong but gentle force.

On the other hand, the material below is not as good as Ranwen.com. From the top of the head, Saya ’s head, hands, feet and wings are breaking away from the body, and in the blink of an eye, it is cut into more trivial pieces of meat. It disintegrated until it was completely pressed to the junction of the pier and the lake, and kept sinking.

The force of the knife-shaped critical weapon directly excavated a huge pit in that place, and even the lake water clearly showed a broken cross section. There is no rubble and spray in Ranwen Fiction Net, because in this moment, everything is crushed. Saya's body or cement floor is like a large piece of cheese, which is easily divided, crushed, and then mixed together, pressed into a large piece of material that can't tell what is.

Is it just like this? I still hesitated when I fell. I hugged Dorothy's waist tightly, wielding the power of a knife-shaped critical weapon to such a degree, presumably she bears a very small burden, I feel her body is as soft as bones.

In any case, our goal has been achieved. The three ships carrying refugees have disappeared into the mist of the lake. In this way, we need to worry about ourselves. Prior to this attack, Jung all jumped into the lake. This is of course the correct judgment. The place where they were before was within the attack range of the critical weapon, and it has now completely disappeared. But what is worrying is that if they do not swim fast enough, they may be crushed by the lake water.

Before the lake of the fault was closed, I took Dorothy to step on the lake and glide deep into the lake. Now the lake is still so calm, only temporarily suppressed by the aftermath of power. Starting from the shore, the depths of the lake are filled with a feeling of elastic bands that are stirred to the limit. This calmness, which seems to hide a huge power, makes people feel terrified.

As I moved forward, I continued to search for the figure of everyone, but there was no one in Ranwen Fiction Net. Probably they have always been in the depths. Let the lake serve as a buffer against shock waves.

What is particularly worrying is that Zhenjiang, who is in a trance state, will not drown?

At the time when I was worried, the power to suppress the ground and the lake water was weakening. From the shore, the waves that reversed the impact of the lake began to become intense, just a few breathing times, starting from the area where Shaye collapsed. Suddenly formed a giant 20 meters high *.

I was leaning against the lake, and I just felt that the waves were full of the momentum to end the world. The sense of power from the lake was full of stamina. The changes of the waves were more disorderly and frequent, and they had begun to affect the formation of high pipes. Ability may not have the limit of Ranwen Fiction Net, but the human body has it. I know clearly that the so-called ability is a way of "interfering with reality". After obtaining three magic patterns, it will be built somewhere in itself. A "data hedging space" dedicated to itself-yes, just like the three data hedging spaces built by the Mar Jones family through the Tianmen project in this town, only the difference in size and quality.

Impacting "real data" with "self data" makes part of reality change according to the power of the self, but this method is based on the "balance of the number and frequency of changes involved in the actual factors involved", but once the external If the existing factors are beyond the limits of their own analysis and tolerance, then the actual data will overwhelm the self data, making the ability unable to form, and even the confusion caused when the two kinds of data impact and interfere with each other will be blown back to the ability user by one breath. What will happen, but it is difficult to determine.

Although no real examples have been seen in Ranwen Fiction Net, there are indeed rumors that some of the third phase of the Mageweaver messenger died when his ability collapsed.

The current situation is a bit out of my expectation. Dorothy's attack is obviously weaker than the previous one, but the resulting "aftermath" is far out of town.

In order to prevent my ability from collapsing under pressure, I relieved myself and plunged into the lake in one go, and kept diving.

Fortunately, the bodies of us have been strengthened by graystone, and their adaptability and endurance are several times stronger than ordinary people. Even if they dive into the depths of tens of meters, they do not seem too difficult.

The dark tide formed by the power of the "aftermath" under the lake is also amazing. The number of undercurrents is very alarming and extremely complicated. Not only does the direction change frequently, but also the strength is so great that it is impossible to resist. Sometimes several undercurrents from different directions intersect together. A terrifying vortex was formed. Once caught in it, the chaotic rotating force could not escape, and even more terrifying was the gravel mixed in the undercurrent. If it was hit, the flesh and body could not bear it.

Fortunately, Dorothy and I did not fall into the dangers of the documentary, but were pushed by some slightly safe turbulence somehow, and it was not clear which direction.

Fifteen minutes later, we emerged from the lake, filled with light mist from top to bottom, left and right, barely able to see the shore, and turned into a thin line. The town buildings were no longer recognizable, leaving only faint dots. However, with the addition of "the deeper the depth of the lake, the denser and deeper the fog becomes." It is possible to determine his approximate position.

"Zhen Jiang Jung Shepherd Dog Magician Pan" I started calling the names of my companions one by one. "Jiang" in the body does not have any movements, so Zhenjiang should be fine, but what happened to the others?

A lake that was usually peaceful like a mirror is now surging like the sea, which greatly hinders our vision. Dorothy and I were just like the victims. As the waves rose and fell, I wanted to use the skimmer to search around, but I was afraid that if I ran around, it would make it difficult for others to locate my position. , Changes in the outside world will become slow, such as "sound", will be seriously deformed, but it is not conducive to the observation and judgment of wide-area and vagueness.

After about another minute or so, there was finally a voice mixed with the sound of the waves. Although basically there was no stopping to say something, at least I was able to judge the direction.

I took Dorothy to swim there, and there were a few cries after another. This time, everyone's position can be confirmed. It's a great luck to have no Ranwen Fiction Net washed away by undercurrents and waves. Otherwise, you can only swim back to the shore or go deep into the lake, which is quite a bad thing.

We swam a few times in this way, spent a few minutes, and finally got together.

Everyone seemed more or less short of breath, and the most injured was Pan, who was almost dragged by the shepherd dog. In the previous battle, she had been seriously injured due to overloading, and she struggled against the bottom of the lake, and now looks like she will fall down at any time.

It ’s a terrible thing that there is no doctor in the team, but then again, Dada, who was acting as a doctor, was sent back because he was judged not to be able to participate in the subsequent battle, which is really frustrating.

Although everyone gathers together, there is no spirit of speaking in the novel. After a long silence, the magician sighed: "It's finally over."

Yeah, just a few minutes, but lost two companions Bach and Locke. Bach doesn't say first, I thought Locke could survive. I sometimes think, if I did not choose to send Sergeant Engels to leave at that time, if I returned to the battlefield earlier, would I be able to avoid the death of the two? But this is the battle, there will be no regrets to take medicine.

Of course, I do n’t think I ’ve done anything wrong. After all, when did I make the choice, and it will be the same again. This is probably the so-called "fate".

It's just ... a little regret.

This kind of powerless regret has appeared more than once. In the face of the goat guild, in the battle of the return circuit ... as long as someone is injured and someone dies, it does not matter whether it is "worthy" or "not worth" A feeling of regret.

If there is no doomsday fantasy world, no astronomical fiction chooser, no doomsday network ball, doomsday truth, and black nest, and the world will always be peaceful, there will probably not be such a feeling.

If I think about it this way, I will regret it. With so many opportunities for wishing, why not choose "May the world be peaceful forever"?

This kind of thinking makes people feel depressed.

Everyone was very quiet, and I did n’t know what they were thinking. It seemed that the passion for fighting had died out. Even if it was a victory, there was no sweet fruit in Ranwen.com, and all that remained was a dismal ashes.

"Hello, Jung, when will these days come to an end." The shepherd dog suddenly said, "Fight, fight, failure is the end, and there is no hope of victory. I haven't been able to sleep well for a long time. Now. "

"Ah ... is it?" Jung just said so.

"What's next?" Pan's voice came from ~ www.readwn.com ~ She finally woke up, and this change made us all happy.

"Will the people of Black Nest come to pick us up?"

"Or let the crows take us away one by one? His abilities are very useful at this time."

"Maybe." Jung still hollowed out his expression and tone.

After a while, who said this: "I said ... Is the sky darkened?"

This doubt immediately made other people sensitive.

"It seems so."

"Hey, is it still daytime, is it because of fog? Are we floating towards the heart of the lake?"

"No, it shouldn't be the cause of the fog ... Look over there, what is over there? Dark clouds? Floating over," the magician shouted, pointing in the direction of the pier. . ...

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