Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

In my body, deep in the consciousness of personality, the prototype of super Gaochuan is asleep, whether I am a teenager or Gaochuan Phantom, it is just a piece of information in this torrent of information composed of "Gaochuan". It ’s just that I was born recently, and the young Gaochuan Phantom should have been integrated into the overall information torrent of Gaochuan after “death”, but because of the power of the “jiang”, it stood in the information torrent in a unique way . He did not go ashore, nor was he completely engulfed by torrents. Imagined that it was like a human figure made of river water on the surface of a river. It is difficult to say whether his current state is independent existence or an illusion. The newly born me, because of the information fusion process of the brain hardware, was too deep in contact with the "Gaochuan" information torrent, so I saw him, touched him, and was affected by him.

However, since he is also Gao Chuan, it doesn't matter. Even if his influence will bring me some changes in personality and way of thinking, it will also bring the power he once had. So far, neither my plan of action nor my ultimate goal—to end this doomsday illusion, to reach the Super Takagawa Plan, and to judge and choose in the process—have not been greatly affected. This is very obvious, because I still do n’t trust Jiang, and I do n’t intend to recognize the choice of the young Gaochuan Phantom and assist him in his plan-although, I can already trust him, or I have never doubted him. The ultimate goal has also admitted that his choice is indeed another option besides the super Gaochuan plan. However, I will not change my way of life and values, as well as the mission I had taken from the beginning.

I want to seize the spiritual integration device here. I will never release water and do my best, even if I want to face the "jiang" directly. If I die here, I will take over Gaochuan in the future, no matter which one is Gaochuan, even the junior Gaochuan phantom. It is bound to safeguard the nights, eight scenes, and Marceau of this doomsday illusion, because the ultimate goal of "Takagawa", even if it is a ridiculous action, must be spared to complete the purpose of life, is it not to save them? Therefore, no matter in which reincarnation of the illusion of doom. Misaki, Bajing, and Marceau could not be abandoned, even if they were only incomplete, but for Gaochuan in this reincarnation. They are everything. Therefore, for the torrent of countless Gaochuan information, each of them is an indispensable existence.

Even if it is not Gao Chuan under the reincarnation at that time, it will certainly inherit the responsibility of the previous Gao Chuan, because. Gaochuan is not the same, but "Gaochuan" is the same.

Without these incomplete ones, the so-called salvation is full of defects. This is true for me, for other Gaochuan, even for the young Gaochuan Phantom. I already want to understand, I am Gaochuan. If you cannot trust "Gaochuan", then everything is empty talk, because without a Gaochuan, you can ensure that you can live to the end, there must always be the next Gaochuan, looking forward to the next Gaochuan. To trust the next Gaochuan, even if the other party chose Gaochuan on a different path.

Unconditional trust, unconditional trust, at the moment when you try your best and still fail. Let yourself burn completely, leaving only a seed for the next self, just to be the stepping stone for his success when the next one needs it.

I already have the consciousness to act as the stepping stone for the next Gaochuan.

"Everyone is for me." I looked up as if I could cross the dense black smoke face, saw the tower standing in the middle of the ruins, and then said to myself: "I am everyone."

The impact of the battle became fierce and chaotic. Although I do n’t know how much black smoke has multiplied, my surroundings are covered tightly and as if they were turned into a dark curtain, covering any layers of light, but even It is a shock wave that can pass through a small gap, but outlines the dynamics of the core battlefield in my mind. It is like a layer of motion, layer by layer of collision, pushing from the area beyond the observation range of the chain judgment, like a wave, reaching the observation range of the chain judgment, and then reverse analysis. The amount of calculation is extremely huge. Even if you have brain hardware, you may not be successful if you want to do this, but this analysis is done in a mysterious way.

I felt a fever in my head, as if my brain had boiled, and the lava was rolling in my veins. Of course, the body formed by ideology now has no real brain plasma and blood. However, this burning and burning sensation is far beyond what can be described by words.

It seems that this is the feeling that comes from the body of "reality" across the distance, across the world. Perhaps, in the "reality", my body full of holes is due to the turbulence of consciousness, which simultaneously produces a violent physiological reaction-it is impossible to be sure whether it is a good thing or a bad thing. In other words, it should be biased towards the bad side. The body, which is already on the verge of disintegration, must be under the huge load caused by the combined action of consciousness, viruses and original genes.

In this world, I cannot see "reality". I once wanted to reach "reality", to see the world where only "selected" Gao Chuan can reach and fight there, because it is like the origin of "Gao Chuan" will eventually return. but--

Today, I have no such idea. Because, no matter in the illusion of the end or in reality, battle is a battle, no matter which kind of battle is not meaningless, but the cornerstone of step by step. What I have failed to fulfill is not a wish for Gaochuan as a whole, but something that has already been done or must be done. Since I am also one of the "Gaochuan", then the past Gaochuan is the past myself. Since the past Gaochuan has reached the "reality", in this sense, it means that I have already gone to the "reality" ". But for me Gaochuan, sure enough, the most important battlefield, the most suitable world, the place of destiny and responsibilities are right now in this world, at this moment!

I cleared the smoky faces around me again. They multiply faster and faster, which is almost endless. Even if they are cleared again, there is no more time to rest because they will blink in the blink of an eye. It will rely on the amount of inflation to fill up the gaps that have been cleared. I kept running and chopping, like chopping in the air, even if I could easily tear the vacuum, it would not last long. I just made it through the smoky face, as if I could not see the end of the darkness. In addition to impacting the core battlefield of massive overflow. The rest of the ruins were completely filled with smoky faces at this time, and even the diffused fog seemed to be repelled.

Unless they are cut on these smoky faces, one can recognize "one" smoky face. Otherwise, their density. They have lost their "individual" appearance distinction, just a black with invisible outlines. With the naked eye, it is impossible to see things in their surroundings, nor to recognize the direction. Even the touch from the blade makes people think that these black smokes are losing the "smoke" characteristic and will become liquid at any time.

At the moment of fierce battle at the core battlefield, the smoky face outside the battlefield. At a rapid rate, even the Apocalyptic religion and Long Aotian, who represents the Alliance of the Fifty-one Forces, are likely to be very surprised. It is conceivable that when the tower was completely liberated, this dense black smoke that filled almost all spaces will become an unstoppable by virtue of its quantity. There is even an unstoppable presence. Even if they can be easily killed by a large number of individuals, the number will make up for the shortcomings of the individual's fragility. As long as there is a gap in the defense line, they will be violently infiltrated like a flood.

This is why the 51st District put it here. But perhaps, even they did not expect that the characteristics of these smoky faces would actually be in the environment behind the Tianmen. Play such a huge effect.

When the smoky face is connected into a black curtain with no gaps, the impact of the core battlefield can no longer penetrate into it. However, on the contrary, these impacts push the black smoke, forming a kind of like Tidal dynamics. And as long as there is movement, it is impossible to prevent the observation and deduction of the chain judgment, even at this time, I can only hug the gray wings that make the magic quark into the tightly wrapped in this impenetrable shady, this kind of Observations and deductions have not been interrupted.

I no longer run and beheaded, because it is almost impossible for the black smoke polymer in the form of a fluid that is impervious to wind to exist in the form of a fluid, and it is almost impossible to last forever.

I wiped my nose, and hot liquid came out of my nasal cavity. I couldn't see it, but I knew it must be blood. The blood of the conscious body is naturally not real blood, but merely a symbol of trauma.

I'm already injured. With such a severe chain judgment, it's impossible not to have any side effects. The burning and burning sensation is a sign of overload.

Every conscious walker avoids the damage in the state of consciousness as much as possible, because they know better than others what this injury means and what it will bring, and conversely, it is because of Pay attention, so the feedback of this kind of injury will be more serious than others.

Although I am only a half-hanging conscious walker, due to my particularity, I always immerse myself in the depths of consciousness, and I already have deep contact with ideology that is not accessible to ordinary people. , Definitely not weaker than other conscious walkers. When this kind of damage is fed back to the body of the normal world, it may make the native brain evaporate at once, but it does not matter, even if the native brain is lost, it is not mortal for me, Gao Chuan, who has already become a righteous body. hurt. I just hope that the body that has reached the critical point in reality can persevere for longer.

If the body becomes L, although it does not mean a complete death, it may be repaired step by step in the Super Gaochuan Project. If you use the power of "Jiang", it will be easier, but this is based on the Super Gaochuan Project. Completed, or when the selection of the young Gaochuan Phantom was answered. Such prerequisites will make the choice narrower.

Moreover, in terms of personal likes and dislikes, I naturally do n’t want to become a L of myself.

I am persevering, not to mention very painful, this burning and burning, as if the feeling of "pain" is used as fuel. It's just that there is a feeling that is constantly approaching the limit, and it seems that the inflation is about to explode. But it is only infinitely close to the limit, instead of reaching the limit, as if you will never touch the limit, but it is possible that you will suddenly cross that limit at a certain moment.

This contradictory feeling cannot be stopped according to my will. The mystery in me is working violently in a derailed way.

When the information brought by the chain judgment is getting more and more detailed-just a kind of detailed feeling. But not really clear-I seem to feel that the whole ruin space is breathing. The so-called "breath" is also just a description, but I cannot find a more appropriate description. And this breath is faintly driven by the tower, or rather. Let me subconsciously think that this is the mental integration device is operating according to the Tianmen plan to construct the Valpus night, a kind of image perception.

The rhythm of breathing makes me feel the process from birth to maturity in a Valpus night. However, this process cannot be described in words.

"Come." This warning, suddenly jumped out of the sea from my re-integrated, calm sea-like thinking. The rhythm of breathing reaches a certain characteristic, this feeling makes my body react instinctively.

I dumped backwards, wrapped in wings. There is no touch, just like the body fell in the empty space outside the cliff. Everything covered by the dark curtain is dark everywhere, losing light, and the shadows are meaningless. But it can also be seen that shadows are everywhere. I subconsciously understand that I have entered the shadow world again. In the imagination, in this shadow form a large piece. It is very dangerous to enter the shadow world without seeing the outline at all or seeing the end. It may be lost and there is no exit. However, I am not sure about the actual situation. During this process, both the sense of time and the sense of direction become extremely blurred, or there is no reference at all for comparison. To confirm their existence.

To say that, when I regained consciousness, I had come to the core battlefield. When I saw the tower again, the void surrounding the tower was no longer formed when the impact of the battle between the Doomsday Truth and the magical girls spread out. With the tower as the center, the more you go out, the greater the number of smoky faces, and the denser the distance between them, so that you can use the term "concentration" to describe it further back-the more outward The higher the concentration of black smoke, the darker curtains, like a mass of degenerate "egg", only wrap our "yolk" at the core.

The reason why these contiguous blacks did not immediately infiltrate between us was simply because the tower at this time was releasing repulsive power, and forced all the existence that tried to approach the tower, including us, to the outside. Push. The continuous blackness is unable to break through this repulsive force, leaving a foothold for us.

The fighting, in such a change, has been declared suspended. Everyone focused on the tower. At this time, the outer shell of the tower is constantly peeling off like a block, like the expansion force from the inside, so that it can no longer maintain the original shape, resulting in disintegration. This disintegration does not collapse in a sudden, but the outer structure, like bricks and tiles, is pulled out one by one outward. It looks like the entire tower is completely composed of pieces of puzzle.

The puzzle is on the stairs, and the puzzle does not fall to the ground due to gravity. Each piece is tightly moved outward on the horizontal plane. One, two, three ... ten million, a ray of light radiated from the interior of the dismantling tower, like a sharp blade pierced outward.

This light is the phenomenon produced by the operation of the spiritual integration device. The spiritual integration device is in the depths of this piece of light-when I think so, someone has already acted. The reactions of all parties are very rapid and full of consistency. Representing the three of their respective organizations, the Spade Wizard, Long Aotian and Chubby ~ www.readwn.com ~ also rushed towards the location of the tower, while others were entangled with other opponents who were enemies, When trying to obstruct the other party's actions, it also prevents the other party's obstruction.

Chubby landed at the end. It looked as if he had no flying ability. He just jumped towards the tower with the pedals of his companions and enemies. At this time, its speed seemed exceptionally fast, and its movements were exceptionally agile. The wizards who tried to stop it could not stop it from moving between visible spell effects after releasing a storm-like spell. It's like going up, these spells, whether they are tangible or intangible, whether they are direct attacks or side gain effects, have no effect on it.

The starting position is relatively Qiubi, and the Spade Wizard and Long Aotian, which are closer to the tower, have equal strengths because of their ability to form a stalemate that hinders their success. Originally the conscious spell only manifested a "spirit" like the Spade Wizard who could interfere with the observation ability, but when Long Aotian stepped towards the tower, he suddenly stopped, and the figure that had been gradually faded away was reappeared. The mysterious power dragged back to its place.

Immediately afterwards, the two seemed to be hit by an invisible force from the front, while sliding back five or six meters. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (m) to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please read at m.)