Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 141: Docking
141 docking
While organizing my thoughts, I retreated with everyone. When I retreated to the first car behind the front of the car, I finally couldn't bear it and told them what I thought. At the same time, I am in a frustrated mood. This idea is as well-founded as my guess during the passage, but there is no guarantee that it is correct. Fu Jiang said that offering me was just a choice, but if this choice would cause others to make misjudgments, it would also make me feel guilty.
"There is indeed such a possibility, no, this is the only educated guess we have now." As the commander-in-chief, the character is much more stable than that of File and Billy. He considered for a moment and said: "Then, follow this This kind of judgment, the train may stop halfway, or it may have reached the destination. The latter is more likely. If you want to launch an attack halfway, it is more straightforward to use explosives. Why use this slow method? On the other hand? In this attack mode, there is no need to deliberately launch an attack when the train is halfway."
"What's the use of saying so much? What should we do?" Ballet Bear said in a loud voice.
"Idiot, don't you understand?" The file said to the ballet bear angrily: "What is the reason why we didn't dared to jump before?"
When she said so, the ballet bear also turned around. It must be noted here that although the area of the folding space is just enough to swallow the following cars, each train will enter an exclusive tunnel after leaving the station. The size of the tunnel is just enough to accommodate the car body. There is no room outside the car. Space, so the proposal of jumping off the train will not work on the way. If you have arrived at the station, the surrounding space will of course be much more spacious.
"So what are you waiting for? Hurry down." Ballet Bear urged.
Through the open entrance and exit of the carriage, you can see that the folding space is approaching step by step, and the steady vibration that is constantly coming is like the footsteps of death. There was not much time left for us. Everyone made a concerted effort to make a hole in the car, but the bullets bounced off the wall of the car. The car body was stronger than imagined.
"No way, let's use a critical weapon." When the fire broke out, everyone looked at Fu Jiang.
The reason why the critical weapon was not used at the beginning was that the critical weapon was too powerful, and the side attack might disintegrate together with the wheels. If the current judgment is wrong, we will fall into the tunnel and watch ourselves and the damaged train be swallowed by the folding space. Even if the car body is skewed, there will be room for shelter outside, and my full speed sweep can exceed the speed of this train, but it is impossible to bring everyone on board.
But now that the fire has been determined, there is no other good way besides using critical weapons.
Fu Jiang did not retire from Ranwen Novel. She has never expressed her opinion on Ranwen Novel. It is not that there is no idea about Ranwen Novel, but it is not a desperate situation for me and Fu Jiang. No matter how the fire is decided, more It is to ensure the survival probability of oneself and others. Although Fu Jiang has joined the Security Bureau, unlike me, she has no sense of belonging to any organization.
I think I can understand what she is thinking at this time-it doesn't matter to me anyway, they can do what they want.
Everyone went back behind Fu Jiang. I walked up to Dorothy and grabbed her hand. She struggled hard, but quickly let go. I smiled kindly at her, she glared at me and snorted, then hugged the bear puppet tightly with her head down.
Whatever the reason, her attitude change made me very happy and felt that I had helped.
I care about Fu Jiang very much, so I care about Dorothy who is like her sister, and I am determined to treat her more kindly in the future.
"Then, I'm going to start." Fu Jiang finished, and before others could speak, the knife-like critical weapon was already swung down.
The scenery in front of her was immediately distorted, and the solid car walls, along with the floor and ceiling, all creaked as if they were thrown into a blender. In an instant, with a huge roar and vibration, countless metal fragments spurted out.
The body sank down, causing a noticeable skew. Although everyone had been prepared, they could not help but stagger.
Our eyes widened, and beyond the huge gap, a spacious and still space flooded into our vision.
The scenery there gave me a magnificent sense of familiarity. The huge column and the sci-fi-style electronic loop texture spread to every corner like a vine, sprinkled with silver light, soft but giving a feeling of overflow. Three hundred meters ahead is a huge spindle-shaped machine. The bloated waist is translucent, and the interior seems to be filled with light yellow liquid. Some objects are floating in it, and it is difficult to see.
Six coffin-like cabinets stand around the spindle. Numerous ducts connect them in series, which looks like a six-pointed star.
This is not only a station, but also the final destination, an altar that is about to be launched.
The air is filled with pious, clear but unconscious chanting, making it even more quiet and mysterious.
No Ranwen.com. I saw the soldiers. Thirteen people wearing black robes and unable to see their physical appearance were standing under the spindle machine, with their heads hanging down. They were praying. The sound of reading was from them. . There was such a violent explosion behind him, and I didn't turn around to look at us invaders. Standing in front of the thirteen black gunners, a person dressed as a priest standing high on the steps cast his eyes at us.
Such familiar eyes, as silent as the dead water of a lake, awakened the memories deeply imprinted in my mind.
The priest is Luan Zhong, a sixteen-year-old priest of the Doomsday Truth.
When he meets my eyes, he nods lightly, like greeting a friend, without any malicious intentions.
Although there are no soldiers from the Ganwen Novel Net Fan Dog Troops, the atmosphere has become more solemn, because we have all seen opponents we must face before destroying the altar.
It was the nine people who stood in front of priests and prayers, dressed in different costumes, and were waiting for them, all of them felt dangerous.
My magic veins began to heat up, and I couldn't get their information. The evaluation of combat power climbed as much as possible. The weakest person also had a value of 1,900, and even one person exceeded 3,000, which was very close to Fu Jiang at this time.
Nine people are all third-level magicweave messengers.
"It's really a grand honor guard." The ballet bear's voice was a bit difficult.
"Are you stunned? Ballet Bear..." said the cowardly voice, and Dorothy returned to her original form.
"Yeah, I was so scared that I was almost peeing on my pants." The Ballet Bear let out a hey, and he glanced to the left. The folding space had already eaten the entrance and exit of this carriage.
"Let's go." As Huo said, he took us out of the train.
After a while, when I looked back, the train disappeared without a trace, like an inch of evaporation.
At this time, there was the sound of mechanical operation again. I and the others looked up, only to see a huge spider-like robot hanging upside down on the ceiling. This thing is the size of a basketball court, with six eyes staring at us. But it is not a dead soldier, it is purely a mechanical body.
"Something is wrong." Suddenly he said, only we can hear the voice, "Have you seen the sacrifice?"
The file patrolled around again, then shook his head.
"The Prophet said that this ceremony requires a lot of sacrifices."
"It should be, but I don't know where it's hidden." The escape still seemed calm.
"Maybe this is not a real ceremonial place?" Ballet Bear said.
"No, it's here." Ai Huo said with certainty.
"Are you afraid of being affected by the battle?" The file speculated: "They will be brought out only moments before the launch?"
"Isn't that too hasty?" I think it must not be the reason.
Although I don’t know what the ritual is, I know that I will be fully prepared before it starts. In addition to avoiding rushing when things come, it also represents respect, piety, and brewing. In addition, there are three most direct ways to destroy the sacrifice ceremony. One is to destroy the instrument, the other is to kill the person who presided over the ceremony, and the third is to kill the sacrifice in advance.
The last one sounds easier, but it is the least secure choice, because there are many **** and cruel rituals that do not taboo sacrifices to be killed in advance, but it reduces torture and pain, and it is said that it will make sacrifices. The effect is greatly reduced.
I always think where I have seen the scene before me, but I just can't remember it.
"Doomsday fantasy." Tomoe said in my ear: "In that spindle, there is a high-level monster."
Yes, doomsday fantasy. There are similar scenes described in the diary. That is where we return to reality.
At this moment, the priest Luan spoke again, his voice lingering on the empty altar.
"Have you discussed it? Time is running out. I have been looking forward to your coming. I have been watching your battles, and I am very conflicted. I want to reduce your test along the way more than once, because if there is no burning novel When Wang arrives here alone, the ceremony cannot begin. But if you cannot withstand this degree of test, the success rate of the ceremony will be greatly reduced. These tests are so rigorous and cruel, but you have not let me down without Ranwen. "
As if giving a speech, his tone rose high.
"I thought there would be less of eight people out of eight people, but you did it, breaking through all kinds of obstacles, with incomparable courage, firm conviction, and..." He paused, "Excellent luck. "
"You are the best chosen ones, there is no doubt about that." Luan Zhong's eyes swept across our faces one by one, "Your sacrifice will not be in vain, and your death will give more People bring opportunities for survival. I will keep your hard work in mind and pray for you. I hope you will find happiness and peace when you return to the embrace of God."
"Fuck your shit" Ballet Bear's voice was full of anger. He stared at Luan Zhong, his facial features were twisted, and the blood vessels in his forehead swelled: "Don't say anything I don't understand, you killed me Wife, my child, now is the time to pay the debt."
"Anger." Luan Zhong didn't have any expression on Lanwen Novel.com, and said to the ballet bear's addictive gaze, "Very well, I saw it, you are ready, and the incomparable anger gives you powerful Power, your life will burn the flames of hell."
The Ballet Bear almost rushed up alone after hearing what he said, but was firmly held on his shoulder by the fire.
"Let me go, I will kill him"
Ballet Bear struggled hard. His physique is the strongest among us, but he can't get rid of the shackles of fire escape at all. He turned around to give him an old punch, but was grabbed by the wrist with a file.
"Calm down"
"Calm down? You told me to calm down? Three years ago, when that **** was only thirteen years old, he killed more than a hundred people. I joined the Security Bureau. My mind lingered. Before he burned to death, my child kept calling "Dad, save me." Why should I calm down? I can't calm down" Ballet Xiong pointed to Luanzhong and yelled at the file.
"Give me one minute." The fire escape turned Ballet Bear's shoulders and stared at his eyes solemnly and intently: "At most for a minute. Then we'll take care of those guys."
The heavy breathing of the ballet bear gradually eased under the steady gaze of the fire.
"What's the point of listening to that guy's nonsense here?"
"They won't do things that are meaningless." Zou Huo replied, letting go of the ballet bear to look at Luan Zhong, and said to him: "Where is the sacrifice?"
"Self-control." Luan Zhong looked at the fire escape and said calmly: "Self-control makes faith sincere, makes people no longer blind, and controls the fire of hell, making the cycle unbreakable. The sacrifice is here."
"It's here?" she muttered to herself softly, she was a little puzzled.
"Have you thought of it yet?" Fu Jiang said, with a mocking smile on his face, "This little kid said clearly from the beginning."
"What do you want to say" Ballet Bear yelled at her angrily, "Don't circle me around."
"I, we are the sacrifice." Dorothy replied in a timid voice.
"...what?" Ballet Xiong's face stiffened, then closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his expression and voice became completely calm, but in this calmness, it made people feel the martial world. Sacred king made the sacred king, the night kills the god, the **** seal, the throne, asks the devil, the world, the nineth heaven, the strongest, abandons the young man, the god, the king, the strongest, abandons the young man, the imperial world, The throne of India is the strongest in the Nineth Heaven and Abandoned the Emperor of Shao Da Zhou, and the gods will kill the gods. Is it a sacrifice? Very good, it's so happy."
He looked towards the fire and said: "In this case, there is no more concern about Ranwen Novel Network, right?"
The fire escaped and looked back and nodded to the ballet bear.
"I like it so simply." The Ballet Bear moved towards one of the nine people. No one stopped him this time. "Come on, kill me, or let me kill you."
"Perfect, too perfect." Luan Zhong said: "I can't wait, there is not much time left, let the final ceremony begin."
After that, he knelt down on the spot, clasped his hands on his chest, and bowed his head in prayer surrounded by thirteen men in black robes. These sounds at first seemed like every particle entangled in the air, and after gradually becoming louder, they merged into a surging torrent. With them as the center, the circuit on the ground suddenly jumped up with a blue arc.
The sound of prayer is getting louder and louder, and the syllables become more complicated. The sound reverberates in the air, giving me the illusion that it is not a human voice, nor does it come from the mouth of the prayer. It seems to come from an infinite and far-reaching space. It may be in the sky, or in the deep underground. It is not only nine days of thundering, but also turbulent lava.
As the sound changes, the number of arcs increases, and the pulsation becomes more intense. In the blink of an eye, it seems that the entire altar jumps, and all the arcs condense into an electric snake and branch along the circuit. Hit one head into the cabinet at each sharp corner of the six-pointed star. Suddenly, six thick beams of light rose up from the closet, which seemed to penetrate the zenith and shot into the distant void.
At this moment, Mercedes-Benz's electric snake swarmed around more fiercely and climbed to the top wall.
The entire altar was shrouded in blue light.
The spindle made a dull operating sound, and the pale yellow liquid boiled and rolled.
People next to them rushed towards their opponents. The ballet bear ran and fired, and one of the nine people greeted him. The bullet passed directly through him, hitting Luanzhong’s group of prayers, splashing countless electric lights, and an invisible passport protecting the group. people. Bullets are not used by Ranwen Novel.com. I have understood this for a long time. The facts have also proved that the ballet bear immediately threw away the gun, and the galloping body turned into a ball of flesh, like a bomb full of elasticity, hitting the face. The enemy coming.
It turns out that this is his super power. I was a little surprised, because I think it is similar to the abilities of Fu Jiang and Dorothy, but it should be different in degree. Just as my ability linkage determination is the result of the interaction of complex mechanisms in the body, the superpowers of Tomoe and Dorothy should also be the same. The superficial changes of the ballet bears and their abilities look similar, but in essence and depth. There must be a difference. If he is cut off his head or pierced into his heart, whether he can survive is one thing, let alone become bloody.
I grabbed Dorothy's and Fujiang's hands and started a quick sweep. When I entered the altar area, the current in the loop pierced in from the soles of my feet~IndoMTL.com~The whole body was numb and numb, and there was some heat. The muscles will be ablated even the strength. Ordinary people may fall to the ground immediately after being hit by an electric current of this intensity.
The world around has become slow, but not all of it. The strange prayer sounds and the speed of the current flow are almost normal, but it doesn’t matter, as long as it is faster than the blocker. Several battlefields erupted with a range of flames, and frost also fell like rain. The spider machine above the head also opened its lower abdomen, revealing rows of hideous muzzles and muzzles. In an uproar, almost half of the ammunition poured out. site.
Amidst these stream fires, ice skates, and sky-filled bullets, the three of us walked through every gap along the high-speed passage. Two hundred meters, one hundred and fifty meters... even closer, otherwise it is not certain that Fujiang's knife-shaped critical weapons can tear their protective shields. It's not that they didn't know the power of Fu Jiang's critical weapon, and they dared to stay in place with care, and they must rely on it.
Others tacitly distracted the enemy they were fighting against, opened the way for us, escaped fire or even gave up the opponent on the ground, jumped into the air and attacked the mechanical spider.
When I was about to enter the range of 100 meters, a figure came into my field of vision from the side.
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