Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

In front of my eyes, the wizards determined the surrounding environment in a short time. What they see is not exactly the same as what they normally see in the city. I know they must be aware of some abnormal crisis in themselves, but they are not sure if they realize that In fact, it was dragged into this realm from the level of consciousness.

The dangers that Fu Jiang and I have to face are the same for them. The monsters born from the hearts of these wizards may not attack them, but the monsters born from the hearts of other people peep at them in secret.

This feeling of being looked around by the enemy is very strong, the more sensitive people, the greater the pressure. The wizards still restrained themselves and did not attack the shadows in the first place. There are many seemingly illusory shadows that constantly pass by all of us.

So, I said to them, like a death notice, "You guys are dead."

The wizards have been bruised all over, and I don't care how they react. I talked to them about their situation at this time, but from their indifferent gesture and face covered by the mask, they could not see any shaking. I wasn't a person who liked to talk too much nonsense before the battle was over, but in this extremely gloomy, dangerous and twisted state, I couldn't help but want to say a few words to relieve my psychological pressure.

Indeed, this is the world constructed by "Jiang", and I was resurrected by the power of "Jiang". One side of "Jiang" is "Fujiang" beside me, but this does not mean that I am in this state It is absolutely safe in the line. In turn, it is because Gao Chuan is the closest to the existence of "jiang". And I am Gaochuan, the closest to Gaojiang, so once Jiang releases his nature as a virus, I am the person closest to danger from any angle. I have no doubt that as long as the "Jiang" virus is active. Take the upper hand and I will be eaten.

This fact has already been proved at the time of my death, whether it was the ending of the last illusion or the ending on the practical level. I haven't been able to escape from the "virus", and that time. "Jiang" did not appear.

Perhaps, I can judge whether the "viral" side has become active and whether the crisis of death has been brought to my side through the mapping of the humanity side of the "jiang" such as Zhenjiang, Fujiang, Zuojiang and so on. However, no matter what method is used for early warning, in the event that the crisis cannot be truly resolved. The pressure of death is still ubiquitous, and it is unclear when it will become a fact-I really realize that this is a problem that even Zhenjiang, Fujiang, and Zuojiang can't solve for the time being.

Because they couldn't solve it by themselves, I was needed by them. After excluding emotional needs such as love and affection, there are still rational and realistic needs. It makes me feel happy and full of motivation. If no one needs to be saved, it becomes the soil of heroes. And the one who is loved by oneself is needed from feeling to substance, which itself is an incomparable sense of fulfillment and value.

I sometimes think, maybe, in all Gaochuan, I am the only one, and count "Jiang" as one of my responsibilities? At least, another me. Today's current Gaochuan, who exists in a prosthetic body, will not agree with my ideas. I understand how serious he is to take responsibility for himself, because this is Gao Chuan's nature, and he wants to save Miyake, Bajing, Marceau, Dorothy and their desire to tie them. It is extremely strong and real, and, based on what has been passed down from generation to generation, Gao Chuan prepared a plan with certain feasibility.

However, if I have been dying forever, there is naturally nothing to say, but since I have been resurrected again, and have obtained relatively free action and thinking authority, I still stick to my plan.

A true hero should be able to save all people, with the idea of ​​doing so, the power of doing so, the wisdom of doing so, and the means of doing so.

I yearn to be such a hero, but I also know that I can no longer be such a hero. However, I want to save the person I love as much as possible, even if it is no longer human, even if it has become the source of all hardships.

I have an arrogant plan, and if it fails, it will fail completely and irreparably, but I still stubbornly decide to implement this plan. Everything that happens in this boundary line is just a process that must be experienced in the plan, and the dangers and tribulations that I have to face in this process have been fully awakened. The scenery, still endless of monsters, completely shows the negative of Jiang.

What did "Jiang" think? What do you want to do? Or, what have to do? Is everything distorted in this boundary line manifesting the maliciousness of the virus? There are too many things I do n’t understand, and no one will explain it to me, but as long as Zhenjiang and Fujiang are still around, I can still feel the existence of "Jiang" and everything will not end.

I confronted Fu Jiang and the wizards, and after confirming my situation, the familiar gray mist spewed out from their forefinger. Although it was not very clear and incomprehensible, there was indeed a murmur of mantras, The tone is also reminiscent of a snake sliding in the mud.

Without any negotiations and no plans to obtain more information, they decided to use violence as soon as possible. Although it is a correct judgment, it is also a powerless choice.

Before the gray fog constructs the spell form, the invisible high-speed passages built by the rapid swept superpower have been bypassed by them. I walked into Mercedes. At this moment, under the huge relative speed gap, the wizards seemed to be solidified, no matter the spell or the movement, they all tended to stand still indefinitely.

There is a conscious air concept mapping in the boundary line, or basically, there is the concept of "air" and the awareness of the need for "air", the air will appear in the boundary line, and this instinctive demand level of consciousness is very Difficult to isolate. For me, it is no exception. When I existed as an ordinary person, I was used to air and needed air, so. I am quite sure that there is "air" in this boundary. But when I was racing, I didn't feel the resistance of the air.

There is no air controlled by mysterious power, for me in Mercedes-Benz in the invisible high-speed passage. It's like illusion. In the past, it was only the air pressure control of Father Sissen that could effectively limit my speed. Although the air was also condensed into a wall without dead ends, it was because of the mystery. So it can really work.

My understanding of speed-sweeping superpowers has exceeded that of the era before death. For me, acceleration is no longer a manifestation of this kind of superpowers, and it will no longer have a speed limit as it used to be. Today's fast-sweep superpower. It is the essence of frequency, a rhythm-filled movement, which is reflected in the phenomenon of "relatively fast".

With such a quick swept superpower, no matter how fast the opponent is, how fast it can become is meaningless. Unless, the opponent is the same as the final weapon. You can synchronize your performance without limit.

Speed ​​means power. High speed will make the soft water flow strong. Not to mention, what I used to attack was a harder and sharper blade.

However, because the speed of the wizards is not fast, although my speed is much faster than them, but the power of this level of speed added to the blade can not let me kill them with a single blow. The blade cut on the wizard came with a sense of resistance, a familiar feeling. The experience of fighting with them countless times has already made me no longer surprised by this situation. On them, there is already a shield that will only appear when attacked.

However, it does not make sense, if an attack is not strong enough. Repeat it a few times and repeat it a few hundred times. In the world of high-speed movement, the time I have is not on the same level as the time they have.

"Goodbye, my patients." The high-speed passage entangled the five wizards, and I repeatedly ran, jumped, punctured, and hacked in it, until everything that seemed to be solid collapsed under the power of dense superposition, The time it takes is not even a second.

I went back to where I was, and the wizards suspended in mid-air were separated and separated by the corpses. Before they were spilled on the ground, they had turned into fly ash and dissipated. Although it was all death, from the first man of the goat guild to the wizards, the phenomenon of death was not consistent, and even the monsters also appeared as fog and fly ash. According to experience, if it turns into fog, it probably becomes a concept similar to "energy", and if it turns into fly ash, it is a complete death. However, at present, there is no accurate clue as to how to turn it into fly ash and how to turn it into fog.

It feels like the final result is actually based on the will of "Jiang", reflected by the rules of the boundary line itself, close to a hazy and random state.

"It's time to go, Achuan, this area has completely turned into a monster paradise." Fu Jiang looked around the surrounding environment, although for the time being, it seems that only us two are left. However, in the dark corners that are not illuminated by the gloomy street lights, the malicious peeping sense is more intense, and people can feel the keen sense of a kind of oppression that is about to endure. Compared with the silence when I first entered the boundary line, the strangeness of activity in the current boundary line is more and more obvious. It is like a ghost town that described the state of "empty one person" in a short period of time. Ghosts really appeared, and turned into a truly evil city.

After killing the mountain, the hyenas of hundreds of people, and the five wizards, the previously unprecedented sense of position became clearer. Although there is no actual investigation, it can be imagined that it must be the remaining stronghold of the Goat Guild in this city, as well as some important places for arranging heavy soldiers, such as a good place for the sacrifice ceremony. Fu Jiang and I have killed quite a few "hyenas" and wizards, and even Duan Luanzhong has been killed. In the normal world faced by another Gaochuan, we must kill more. After the most important key figures and the strongest fighting power were annihilated, the Goat Guild ’s plan had been substantially bankrupt, so the next thing was to be handed over to another Gao Chuan.

The sense of position I have gained can certainly be conveyed to his heart through our connection. From now on, this city is the real territory of the whisperer.

And I should also start to find and build our safe house for the long life of myself and Fujiang in this boundary.

I grabbed Fu Jiang, launched a quick glance, cut through the gloomy night, and shot away. The monsters that have been forbearing seem to usher in the days when they no longer endure. The strong commotion began to spread across this boundary.

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In the normal world of doomsday illusions, the battle between whisperers and wizards ushered in the final and unpredictable ending.

Under the will of Sakuya. Like a giant net spreading in the sky, it surpassed five people in one breath, and there was no time to release the portal spell. Each silk thread of this giant net once again split a large amount of gray silk, and fired together. The momentum of the shot hit these wizards.

This time, the prostitute Gao Chuan did not intervene. However, although it is a little vague, it is like the thought or feeling at the time of whim.

"This feeling ..." Gao Chuan, the righteous body thought, but could not find words to describe.

Under the gaze of the two, the wizards did not act against them, their bodies. It seemed to be solidified at this moment, only by inertia to draw an arc in the air, and then, the body was pierced by the dense gray silk that fell from the sky, and there was no perfect place all over the body. They didn't even struggle, just like puppets threaded maliciously, suspended in mid-air with silk thread. The death phase is extremely strange and miserable.

Whether it is the prosthetic body Gaochuan or Sakuya, they noticed at the same time that this scene appeared, and these wizards had "dead" before they were stabbed by the gray silk. Like Luanzhong and the hyenas before, their bodies are still alive, but their personality consciousness has disappeared and they can no longer support their actions. Misaki's final attack was like a living target for mechanical movement.

Misaki was a little silent. It seemed like it took a lot of effort, but because the harvest was not satisfactory, it seemed a bit unexpected, like a fist hitting the air. Not satisfied.

The prosthetic body Gao Chuan used this "accident" to determine the feeling of whim in his heart.

That's right, it was the guy who shot.

Although Miyaki was silent for a long while, she didn't have more aggressive behaviors. The seemingly unsatisfactory ending caused her to temporarily get rid of the deepened personality anomaly. The gray silk spread on the sky and the ground retracted into her body like a low tide. The prostitute Gao Chuan ignored the body of the wizard who fell from the sky, and walked to Miyaki, and said to her carefully: "Remove the transformation, Misaki, no longer needed."

Miyaki did not refuse, which made the prostitute Gao Chuan feel that her condition really seems to have recovered a bit. As long as she can lift the transformation and live for a period of time as an ordinary person, the psychological impact of this period of experience should be Gradually reduce to an acceptable and adaptable level.

The gray-black full-cover tights retracted into the Rorschach mask like flowing water, and the **** night wind blew through Saya's lace pajamas, and the cloth that fits her skin outlined her adult curve. Misaki took off the mask, and the mask was changed back to a bear puppet, and she was held tightly in her arms, and she was completely like two people in the state of the Ashbringer, some weak, will be in the night wind, slightly Trembling flowers. The prostitute Gao Chuan silently took off his coat and put it on her shoulder.

Saki pulled the placket gently, looked around, and then looked at the sky. Although it is a weak look, the scene of dead bodies everywhere is no longer strange to her, and she will not be emotionally throbbed. "It's incredible, Achuan." She suddenly smiled and said to the prostitute Gaochuan: "A long time ago, I thought about how colorful or dull my life would be, or very ordinary, but never I thought that I would become what I am today and live like this. "

"Are you okay? Sakuya." The prostitute Gao Chuan looked at her with some concern.

"It's okay." Misaki paused and said very seriously: "In the past, I just felt that today's life is a miracle formed by a series of accidents. It is not good, let alone bad, because, no matter what, it can Meeting A Chuan is the best thing in my life. I just used to live this kind of life. But, now—I think, maybe I like this kind of life. ”

"Is that the case?" Gao Chuan's thoughtful expression ~ www.readwn.com ~ To be honest, he and the one in front of them, who are not in front of them, but indeed live under the same roof, in a sense, are not There is "first sight". Therefore, there is not so much sensibility. However, one thing is the same as Misaki Ye. From the beginning, he has been used to living with them, with a natural attitude, but withstands the pain and joy of this life. However, because there is no change and no passive separation, there is not much feeling.

What Sakuya said today, with a very deep and strong emotion, the prosthetic body Takakawa cannot feel the same, and can only use psychology to judge the changes that occurred in Sakuya.

"Well, this must be the case." Sakuya held up the face of the prostitute Gao Chuan thinking, and answered very seriously: "So, don't worry, Achuan. No matter what I become, don't worry about me, because, I am serious Yes, treat all of this. A Chuan just needs to look at me, look at me, and then, to complete what I want to do. I will be by my side with A Chuan, and bear the results with A Chuan, whether it is good , It's still bad. "

Prostitute Gao Chuan gazed at Saki Ye's serious face, not knowing why, his eyes filled with moist heat. (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.)