Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

Fu Jiang and I wondered how to pull down the combat uniform on the corpse, but no fasteners such as zipper buttons were found everywhere, as if the clothing was formed directly against the curve of the body. So currently the only way is to turn the body into gray stone.

"This guy ... can it become graystone?"

"Want to try?"

Since only the goat union soldiers who take the gray stone preparation "paradise" can become gray stone, then the magical messenger who has been in direct contact with the gray stone for a long time should also be able to. Maybe he will let this body be left for a long time, he will become Zombies or more powerful monsters may also be.

Originally, I thought that the magic pattern was transferred by "turning the body of the magic pattern messenger into gray stone", but Fu Jiang obtained the magic pattern at the moment of killing the mask man, but it seemed that the magic pattern was invisible The will of the manipulative is not completely belonged to the Mageweaver.

Looking back now, in the explanation of the diary, the key to getting the magic pattern is indeed "passing the test" and the very subjective statement of "getting the appreciation of the agent of the end". Priest Sisen's statement that "the killer of the Mageweave messenger will get the Mowweed" also vaguely reveals the taste of "Morrowwere is a reward".

Since it is a subjective reward, then the ownership of the magic pattern naturally belongs to the rewarder.

The last agent is literally just an agent, so who's agent?

At that moment, when I looked back at the footprints of my own destiny, I realized that this world really has some decisive power. It allows people to move forward forever and cannot retreat, regardless of whether it is suffering or happiness. I am in awe of it. If there is any will to master this power, it must be called "God", or "Demon".

No matter what it is, it is an incomprehensible existence. It is like playing a table game, writing a set script, making a map, putting down a puppet, and casting a sieve, which determines the ending of the story.

The ending of the end.

Such speculation circulated in my mind.

Can I really change this established ending? The excitement at the beginning of the game was gone at this time, and the dream of becoming a hero became narrow. The road I saw became narrower and narrower. The front was buried in darkness, and no exit was seen.

Even so, it can't and can't go back.

Fujiang reached out and kept this posture for a while, and saw that the mask man's body collapsed inward, and gray smoke came out from the collar, cuffs, and trousers, and the close-fitting clothes also shrivelled. The vortex of gray fog condenses in the palm of Fujiang, and eventually turns into a crystal.

I am not mistaken, it is indeed crystal, not graystone. Although the surface is gray and dim, the water chestnuts are distinct and have the unique transparency of crystals. This form was mentioned once in the diary, that is the magic core dug out of the C-level monster "horn monster". However, this crystal formed by the condensed body of the C-class Mageweave messenger still has some differences from the magic core, it shows a fairly regular polyhedron shape.

This gray crystal is almost as big as a fist. A gray flame-like substance can be seen faintly inside, stirring like a heartbeat.

Is like giving birth to life, a kind of tender and tender but full of vitality.

"This is the core of the Mageweave messenger ..." Fu Jiang seemed to be attracted by this beauty too, like a woman who saw the most fascinating gem under the sky, whispered fascinated.

I almost feel the same as she raised at the same time.

A person, he enters the illusion of doomsday, and becomes a messenger of monk from birth to death. He was fascinated by this extraordinary power and seemed to be guided by fate. He walked in the destiny of his self. He had suffered and suffered, and had victory and joy. He may have lost his closest person and the ethics of mankind. Even so, he never looked back. He buried some of his emotions and gradually became stronger until today.

Just today, like the blooming flowers will wither away, he ushered in his own death, but it seems that he has not died, and all his essence condenses into this lifelike crystal.

Although I didn't see it with my own eyes, I think this is the truth.

This is the end of the Mageweaver.

I remembered the prayer of the goat union again:

Flesh like grass and trees, glory like epiphyllum;

Grass will wither and flowers will wither;

However, death is not the end, just as the truth will last forever.

Fujiang suddenly did something that surprised me. She opened her mouth and swallowed the crystal of life. Although taking gray stone is not such a horrible thing, the abnormality of this gray stone crystal makes me unable to imagine that anyone would eat it like this.

Is like eating a "person".

"You ... really ate it?"

"Of course, the taste is pretty good." Fu Jiang licked his lips with satisfaction. In an instant, I had the illusion that those red lips were extra fresh.

"Taste?" I can't understand. Most of my use of gray stone is absorbed by magic lines, but it is not that I have not eaten gray stone. That kind of thing is not a "taste" at all.

"That's not embodied by taste." Fu Jiang seemed to understand my doubts and explained: "It was a feeling that penetrated the cells of the whole body. It was extremely tender and delicious, smooth and chewy."

I grin and breathe air.

"It seems to be eating soul."

"Yes." Fu Jiang is very satisfied with this description, "It is the feeling of eating the soul."

I was silent for a while.

"I have a bad hunch." I stared at the moire on my wrist: "This thing is not just a simple engine of power ... I don't know what we will become even if we survive to the end. . "

People eat graystone, and after death they become zombies, even monsters. After being killed, they become graystone again and are eaten by other people. Everything that extends from the end of the illusion to reality is so circulated.

In this cycle, gray stone has changed, it becomes more and more pure. After filtering and compressing, it gradually leaves clear crystals.

And people in this process act like temporary containers. Through the killing method, the power contained in the gray stone is purified. The most efficient is the Mageweave Messenger.

"It doesn't matter, no matter what it becomes, we will be together, isn't it?" Fu Jiang's rhetorical question was a decisive affirmative tone.

"Yes, no matter what happens, we will always be together."

I picked up the combat uniform on the ground, and my heart was filled with the emotion of decay.

This emotion with the pulse beats until he goes downstairs, and then he hides deeply.

After that, there was no more interference in the itinerary ~ www.readwn.com ~ Fu Jiang took me back to my house and saw that the floor had turned off on the road, leaving only a black skeleton, there should be nothing inside Keep it. The police, the fire brigade and the onlookers have dispersed, and only passing people occasionally cast their eyes in amazement.

And my troubles really started.

Because he had a big fight with the hunter, causing a very bad influence, he can no longer turn to the police. After the house burned down, there was nothing left and parents couldn't get in touch. In this familiar city, one can't help but feel a lonely feeling like autumn wind and falling leaves, as if one's own roots have been cut off at this moment.

The only thing left is only Fujiang around him.

"I had to contact my parents by email."

"Can't you call?"

"There is no phone number, they always contact by mail only."

"I really don't know what they think when they know these things." Fu Jiang said in a tone of gloating.

"Probably find it interesting. Maybe you will complain why you haven't caught up."

"... if that's the case, it's Achuan's parents." Fu Jiang thought seriously, "maybe they can accept me as Achuan's wife."

"Ah, ah! Wife?" I repeated stutteringly, although our relationship is very close, but I never thought of this term.

Maybe others find it strange and disapproving, but I was really surprised by Fu Jiang ’s sudden emergence.

"Since it is intended to be together forever, it is naturally submitted before becoming a couple. Isn't marriage the completion of a ceremony of this meaning?" Fu Jiang gave me a strange look.

"Oh, oh ..." I was speechless.