Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 87: Shi Ling

Tomie and I wondered how to take off the combat uniform from the corpse, but we found no fasteners such as zipper buttons, as if the clothes were formed directly against the curve of the body. So the only way at the moment is to turn the corpse into graystone.

　　 "This guy...can turn into greystone?"

　　 "Do you want to try?"

　　Since the goat guild soldiers who only take the graystone preparation "Paradise" can turn into graystone, then the Mageweave messenger who has been in direct contact with the graystone for a long time should be able to do it. It might become a zombie or a more powerful monster.

　　 Originally I thought that the magic pattern was transferred by "turning the corpse of the magic pattern messenger into graystone and using it", but Tomoe got the magic pattern the moment he killed the mask man, but it appeared that the magic pattern was covered by the magic pattern. A certain invisible will manipulated it, not entirely belonging to the magic pattern messenger.

　　 Looking back now, in the diary's explanation, the key to obtaining the magic pattern is indeed "passing the test" and "getting the appreciation of the agent of the doomsday", which is a very subjective statement. Father Xi Sen's statement that "the one who kills the magic pattern messenger will get the magic pattern" also vaguely reveals the taste of "the magic pattern is a reward".

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

　　The Doomsday Agent is literally an agent, so whose agent is it?

　　At that moment, when I looked back and saw the footprints of my destiny, I realized that this world really possesses a certain decisive power. It allows people to move forward forever and cannot retreat, regardless of suffering or happiness. I am in awe of it. If there is any will that controls this power, it must be called a "god" or a "demon".

　　 Whatever it is, it is an incomprehensible existence. It's like playing a tabletop game. You write a set script, make a map, put down the doll, and cast a sieve, which determines the ending of the story.

　　 the end of the doomsday.

　　 speculation like this circled in my mind.

　　 Can I really change this established ending? The excitement at the beginning of the game has long since disappeared, and the dream of becoming a hero has also become narrow. The road I see is getting narrower and narrower. The front is buried in darkness, and no exit can be seen.

　　 Even so, I cannot and cannot go back.

　　 Tomie stretched out his hand and held this posture for a while, and saw the masked man’s body collapse inward, gray smoke coming out of the collar, cuffs and trousers, and the close-fitting clothing also dried out. The vortex of gray mist condensed in Fu Jiang's palm, and finally turned into a crystal.

　　 I am not mistaken, it is indeed crystal, not graystone. Although the appearance is gray and dim, the water chestnuts are distinct, with the unique sense of crystal transparency. This form was mentioned once in the diary. It was a magic core dug out from the C-level monster "horn monster". However, this crystal formed by the condensed body of the C-rank Mageweave messenger is still somewhat different from the magic core. It presents a fairly regular polyhedral shape.

　　 This gray crystal is almost the size of a fist, and a group of gray flame-like substance can be vaguely seen inside, stirring like a heartbeat.

　　 seems to be gestating life, a tender and tender but full of vitality beauty.

　　"This is the core of the magic pattern messenger..." Fu Jiang seemed to be attracted by this beauty, just like a woman who saw the most fascinating gem in the world, muttering in fascination.

　　 I felt the same feeling almost at the same time as her.

　　A person, he entered the doomsday illusion and became a magicweave messenger from birth to death. He was fascinated by this otherworldly power and seemed to be guided by his destiny. He walks in his own destiny. He has had failures and pains, and has had victory and joy. He may have lost his closest person and human ethics. Even so, he will never look back. He buried some of his emotions and gradually became stronger until today.

　　 Just today, as if a blooming flower is bound to wither, he is welcoming his own death, but it does not seem to have died. All his essence is condensed into this crystallization of life.

　　 Although I didn’t see it with my own eyes, I think this is true.

　　 This is the end of the Mageweave Messenger.

　　 I once again think of the prayer of the goat union:

　　 flesh and blood are like vegetation, and glory is like an epiphany;

　　The grass will wither, the flower will wither;

　　 But death is not the end, just as the truth lasts forever.

　　Tomie suddenly did something that surprised me. She opened her mouth and swallowed the crystal of life. Although the consumption of graystone is not such a shocking thing, but the abnormal appearance of this graystone crystal makes me unable to imagine that anyone would actually eat it like this.

　　 is like eating a "person".

　　 "Did you...really eat it?"

　　 "Of course, it tastes pretty good." Tomoe licked his lips with satisfaction. For a moment, I had the illusion that the red lips were especially fresh.

　　 "Taste?" I can't understand. When I use graystone, I mostly use magic lines to absorb it, but it's not that I haven't eaten graystone before, and that kind of thing is not "taste" at all.

　　"That is not reflected by the sense of taste." Tomie seemed to understand my doubts and explained: "It is a feeling that penetrates the cells of the whole body, it is very tender and delicious, slippery and chewy."

　　 I grinned and sucked in the air.

　　 "It seems to be eating the soul."

　　 "That's right." Tomoe was very satisfied with this description, "It's the feeling of eating the soul."

　　 I was silent for a while.

　　 "I have a bad premonition." I stared at the magic lines on my wrist: "This thing is not just something as simple as an engine of power... I don't know if we survive to the end, it will change. Into something."

　　 people eat graystone and become zombies or even monsters after death. After being killed, they become graystone again and are eaten by others. Everything that extends from the doomsday illusion to reality is like this cycle NS.

　　In this cycle, the greystone changes, it becomes more and more pure. As after filtration and compression, clear crystals are gradually left behind.

　　 And people act as temporary containers in this process. Through the method of killing, the power contained in the graystone is purified. And the most efficient is the magic pattern messenger.

　　 "It doesn't matter, no matter what we become, we will be together, won't we?" Fu Jiang's rhetorical question was categorically affirmative.

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

　　 I picked up the combat uniform on the ground, my heart was filled with determination.

　　 This pulse-beating emotion was hidden deeply after going downstairs.

The journey after 　　 was not disturbed any more~IndoMTL.com~Fu Jiang took me back to my home. On the road, I saw that the floor had been turned off, leaving only a black skeleton, there should be nothing inside. Can survive. The police, the fire brigade, and the crowd of onlookers have dispersed, only passing people occasionally cast their eyes in amazement.

　　 And my troubles probably just started.

　　Because of a fuss with the killer, which caused a very bad influence, so I can no longer turn to the police for help. After the house burned down, nothing was left and the parents could not be contacted. In this familiar city, I couldn't help but give birth to a lonely emotion like autumn leaves, as if my own roots have been cut off at this moment.

　　 The only thing left for me is Fu Jiang next to me.

　　 "I had to contact my parents by email."

　　 "Can't you call?"

　　 "There is no phone number, they have always been contacted by mail only."

　　 "I really don't know what they will think when they know these things." Fujiang said in a gleeful tone.

　　 "It might be fun. Maybe I complain about why I didn't catch up."

　　"...If that's the case, they deserve to be Achuan's parents." Tomoe thought seriously, "Maybe they can accept me as Achuan's wife."

　　 "Ah, ah! Wife?" I stammered and repeated. Although our relationship is really close, I never thought of this term.

　　 Maybe others find it strange and disapproving, but I was really surprised by Fu Jiang's words.

　　"Since I intend to be together forever, I naturally submitted it before becoming a husband and wife. Isn't marriage a ritual to complete this meaning?" Tomie glanced at me strangely.

　　 "Oh, oh..." I was speechless.