Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 142: homology
142 homology
His speed is a bit worse than mine, but it still surprised me, not because of his speed, but because he entered this high-speed mode is very similar to the dead Shirai, his legs seem to be spring-loaded , Every kick flies like a rocket.
However, Shirai uses talents, and talents that succumb to the limit of the human body cannot easily reach this speed, so this person should use superpowers.
"He's mine..." Dorothy said, although her tone was weak and timid, her eyes and face were completely opposite, full of dark and evil weirdness.
In the heart of Aiwu and Wu’s maintenance, I don’t want her to be involved in the battle, but the battle is her will, just like I don’t want to restrict Fu Jiang’s will, nor will I force her decision to reverse, and we need Her power.
I rushed out of the high-speed world, Fu Jiang suddenly grabbed Dorothy's hand and threw her up, then swung a knife-like critical weapon, and the strong shock wave immediately engulfed the enemy. At the same time, I grabbed Fu Jiang and entered the quick sweep again, trying to stagger the enemy and go around to the destination from the other side.
Although I hope that Fu Jiang’s attack can solve the opponent at once, the enemy is visible outside the shock wave. The critical weapon is powerful, but it has the inherent weakness of the weapon.
The area in the altar was protected by an invisible force, and where the shock wave passed by, there was not even much trace left on the ground.
The enemy tried to intercept me and Fu Jiang again. At this time, Dorothy, who had been in her for half a year, threw the bear puppet at him. Before landing, the bear puppet twisted into a ball and exploded silently. A large mass of viscous liquid material appeared, not blood from the color.
The liquid continued to expand, isolating the enemy at once, and Dorothy herself fell into that end.
Fu Jiang and I finally rushed into fifty meters. When we wanted to get one step closer, the distorted vision in front of us was further distorted because of the existence of the high-speed passage. I was dazzled for a while, and I lost my position as a prayer. The scene in front suddenly turned into a weird thing, as if the scenes in different positions were torn apart and put together in a disorderly manner. Looking deeper, they are layered on top of each other, constantly being pulled out and inserted, complicated and uncomplicated. The regular changes made me feel nauseous immediately.
Can't make it through.
I had to stop, and the distorted vision slightly returned to normal, but the sense of overlapping space approached us abruptly. I understood in an instant that this was the folding space that had swallowed the train, and the invisible enemy was around.
Fu Jiang waved a knife-like critical weapon. The shock wave and the folded space weakened each other when they overlapped. At the same time as the two canceled out, a man in the uniform of a non-commissioned officer appeared in front of us.
"Thirteenth." Fu Jiang whispered: "Finally met, A Chuan, you go first, leave it to me here."
I immediately realized that the man in front of him was the cadre of the Doomsday Truth Sect who was possessed by the devil. This folding space, which is enough to resist the knife-shaped critical weapon, is it the power of the devil or his own superpower?
The combat power is estimated at 3200. The next moment, it suddenly jumped to 3900, surpassing Fu Jiang.
It's really terrible. It can still be regarded as a human like a firefight. If the combat power is estimated to exceed 3000, it can no longer be regarded as a human. My magic lines seemed to burn violently.
Should Fu Jiang stay and let her fight alone? But even if he stayed, it didn't seem to make much difference. This person can easily control the folding space, and the effect of quick-sweeping ability is almost reduced to freezing point. The last time he dealt with the demons in Sakiya's body, it was not common to him.
Nevertheless, I still didn't have Ranwen Novel.com to answer Fu Jiang immediately.
The man on the opposite side was expressionless and did not take the initiative to attack. However, his shadow changed from shallow to thick, rapidly expanding and deforming in the blue electric light, the shadow demon once seen on Sakuya. Stand up from the ground. The man's eyes also turned into two black flames.
At this moment, there was a tight and violent buzzing sound from Fujiang. The edge of the knife-shaped critical hedging weapon became blurred. This was an unprecedented high-frequency shock. As the Prophet Mayne said, it activated itself in front of the devil.
Perhaps as the prophet said, the crystallization product of the mysterious technology of the ruling bureau was originally a hunting weapon designed for demons.
"Don't worry, Achuan. You know, I won't die." Fu Jiang understood my worry.
"But your personality..."
Tomie completely occupied the body of this woman, does it mean that her personality is also out of the body? If this body dies, will her personality collapse with it? I still don't understand the nature of Fujiang's reincarnation, and all kinds of suspicions have swarmed.
"It doesn't matter, my personality, but there are countless copies." Fu Jiang looked back at me. She and the non-commissioned officer looked at each other, and gradually showed a hideous smile.
Even if she said that, I still couldn't let go. Even if the person is copied, there will be a blank in experience after the file is back. This blank is completely different from amnesia. Can this discontinuous life be regarded as the original person? Fujiang probably doesn't care, she is just a personality created artificially, the lun theory of human and inhuman has become blurred in her, and the concept of death and rebirth has also lost the boundary. She accepts this and regards it as her own. Traits, this is what makes her unique. But I'm still a normal person, and I can't understand this kind of thing normally. If it turns out to be like that, I will feel sad even if it is not particularly painful.
I hold down my left eye. Jiang, what do you think of your own demise and rebirth? Your **** is no longer obsessed with form, and your personality can be split and replicated. What does formal death mean to you?
In front of me, Fujiang and the sergeant stood quietly; behind me, there were fighting and shouting, hot flames and ice intertwined; blue light spreading across the altar circuit; heavy and solemn prayers echoed in the air. I seem to be caught in a strange and psychedelic dream, with a soft voice of chant echoing in my heart: Go, I will return to our only resting place.
"Go, Achuan, if I die, I will return to our resting place." Fu Jiang said.
At this moment, the will that exists inside and outside of me coincides.
I step back step by step, as if my legs are no longer my own. I deeply feel the martial arts of the universe, the holy king makes the sacred king, the night kills the god, the **** seal, the throne seeks the devil, the world is the strongest, the nineth heaven, the strongest abandonment Moving the universe will kill the night god, the **** seal, the throne, seek the devil, proud of the world, the strongest, abandon the Shao Dazhou imperial clan, create a god, will kill the night god, the **** seal, the strongest, abandon the Shao Da Zhou imperial clan, to Fujiang, the persistence of coming to Fujiang spontaneously An absolute will swallowed me, I turned around abruptly, and launched a rush towards the world of flames and frost.
Before Fu Jiang and the non-commissioned officer can decide the victory or defeat, I cannot break through the defensive circle of the prayer. All I can do is help others solve the battle as soon as possible and liberate their strength.
The enemy has nine Mageweave messengers and a spider machine, but we only have eight, which is a disadvantage in terms of overall numbers. However, I did not get dragged by the enemy. Instead, I can cooperate with other people to form a partial Combat power advantage. , I will return to our only resting place.
Don’t get involved in a two-on-one defensive battle, but choose a one-on-one combination that can take advantage of quick sweeps.
There were violent fluctuations above the head, colorful rays of light shuttled back and forth inside and outside of the spider's body, and the seven-colored rainbow light of the turtle dove could travel through the space and lock the enemy’s core. There was no blockage by the space power of Lianwen Novel Network, no matter how hard the shell was. To no avail. After a while, the giant spider machine hanging upside down completely quieted down, and it was obvious that its control center was destroyed.
This kind of self-propelled weapon full of ammunition launchers can pose a deadly threat to the ordinary army, and it is even difficult for ordinary people to deal with. But for the three-pole magic pattern messenger, it was just an annoying flying insect.
Lack of the containment of the dense ammunition above, the battle on the ground was immediately easier. Except for Turtle Dove and Mischief, which were one enemy and two on the defensive, the others were fighting one-on-one. Among them, the battle with the ballet bear is the most difficult, but although it falls into the wind, it will not fail in a moment.
Joining them in the battle will only lead to a stalemate. You must choose a battlefield that is tied or even suppresses the enemy, so that your free combat power becomes the last straw to crush the camel. I want to switch my mind and quickly sort out the current situation.
A flying figure appeared in the corner of my eye. It was the fast-legged guy Dorothy was facing. He has a speed comparable to mine, but now he looks a little embarrassed, and his entire left arm is amputated. He didn't seem to dare to approach Dorothy, he just kept moving and testing around Dorothy. Dorothy stood in place, not defensive at all, even when the man came to the back, he didn't turn around, just stood quietly in place.
I don't know exactly what happened, but it seems that Dorothy has the upper hand, but can't keep up with the enemy's actions. The man was like a dog biting a turtle, unable to start. Because of this, I think he might give up Dorothy and turn to other battlefields. At present, I am still entangled with Dorothy, just trapped in self-esteem, and there is no burning novel. Feel the martial universe in Dorothy. Zhou royal family will kill the night **** God seal throne seeks the devil, proud of the world, the strongest abandonment of the Ninth Heaven The Throne of India is the strongest in the Ninth Heaven and Abandoning the Imperial Clan of Shao Da Zhou to even greater pressure.
If he really does that, it will immediately break the current situation. His combat effectiveness is not weak, but he is restrained in terms of ability. I also have the ability to move at a high speed, knowing what terrible destructive power this guy will cause if he is liberated from the current battlefield.
Although Dorothy is young, she has more combat experience than I am. She may have seen through this, so before Ranwen.com is sure of a decisive strike, there is no such thing as Ranwen.com. The way.
I turned around and followed him, imagining that I was a ghost, an assassin lurking in the shadow, converging my breath in the atmosphere of fierce collision, and approaching quietly. The quick-legged man was under pressure from Dorothy, and his attention was completely focused on her, and Ranwen Novel Network did not notice my actions at all.
The dagger was held back, hidden behind his arm, and he bent forward in the high-speed passage, hiding his body in the strong electric light on the ground. My heart is beating steadily and slowly as if it doesn't belong to me, and my body is a little cold, which means that the blood circulation speed is decreasing. This is the unique skill of the murderous ghost Takakawa, and the feeling at that time is revived in every cell.
No, more powerful than the murderers of the time. 'Jiang' seemed to wake up and tacitly took over the body's physiological response.
The body acts according to the will, but only the will belongs to it. It is like being in a nightmare, being pressed on the bed by a ghost, clearly conscious, but there is a transparent membrane separating the brain and the body.
To tell the truth, I’m not comfortable at all, I can feel the martial universe, the Holy King makes the sacred king, the night kills the god, the **** seal, the throne asks the devil, the strongest, the strongest abandonment, the big Zhou royal family, the night kills the god, the **** seal, the throne seeks the devil and the world The Nineth Heaven is the strongest abandoning the young man The evil greed of the Zhou royal family to the'Jiang'.
Eat, grow, evolve. 'She' can't speak, but uses practical actions to explain this will.
I didn't resist. If this is what she wants, I don't mind turning the enemy's corpse into a sacrifice for her girlfriend.
Five meters, four meters, three meters...The prey moves in a circle, but I move in a spiral. Each circle will be closer to him than before.
Doroth saw me, but she saw it as if she hadn't seen it. If Jiang hadn’t taken over my body, my palms would have oozes sweat. As long as the enemies on other battlefields pay a little attention here, they will easily notice my movements and warn them. This kind of deficiencies in the plan can happen at any time.
If it hadn't been for the cold and evil will of ‘Jiang’ to seep out from every cell, making me seem to be immersed in a hot spring like cold or hot, I would have rushed on it a long time ago. After all, I am not a real murderer Gao Chuan at this time, but a normal Gao Chuan.
Be calm, calm, and wait for the moment like a poisonous snake. A voice whispered in his ear.
We didn't wait for too long. After a few breaths, the quick-legged man resolutely ended the trial, his body suddenly leaned forward, almost against the ground, and rushed up from behind Dorothy.
It’s now.
I launched a quick sweep with all my strength, and the world outside the highway was completely distorted, leaving only the figure in front of me in my vision. His speed is extremely fast, but mine is faster, in my opinion, he is like a trot, I strode to catch up.
I can see his high-speed movement skills clearly. Every time he steps, there is a rapid and short-term impulse ejected from the soles of his feet, making a slight blasting sound. Unlike me in a high-speed passage, using a normal reaction to observe the slow outside world, he achieved high speed in the original world by **. Can his reaction keep up with this movement? How many times can his body support such acceleration?
I don't know the nature of his superpowers, but I think it must be wrong to use this way.
The speed that cannot be fully controlled is his fatal point.
Me, him, Dorothy, the distance between the three of them can be described as close at hand, contact with each other is only a microsecond, but to me, this time seems to be extended several times.
I jumped on top of the enemy, my body almost parallel to him. The dagger had reached out, and the fast-legged man finally noticed the coldness on the back of his neck, and his hairs stood up.
Doris began to turn her neck.
Quick-legged body rolled sideways. I clearly saw that his skin was supported by the iron-blue blood vessels, like strips of ferocious centipedes, then split apart, exploding a mass of blood.
The drop of blood condensed in the air and was scratched by the dagger.
The quick-legged man's body has already turned ninety degrees, his shoulders are facing me, his eyes are slanted to the corners of his eyes, and the mood at that moment looks distorted and terrible, and a cold light suddenly falls in his pupils.
The dagger was inserted into his neck and he stirred it hard without pulling it out, so he cut it off. The touch of cutting off the cervical vertebrae is transferred into the palm of the hand, and when the dagger is pulled out, a large **** flower comes out.
His neck was almost cut off.
My body was floating in the air. After grabbing Dorothy, I was thrown out of the high-speed world by huge inertia and thrust.
The speed of the world returned to normal in an instant. I hugged Dorothy and dropped to the ground, staggering back a few steps. The fast-legged man in front of him was also thrown away by inertia, his uncontrollable body bounced and rolled on the ground like a pinball, his head was thrown up and down weakly, and rounds of blood spurted out. When he stood still more than ten meters away, his head completely separated from his body.
More blood poured out from the headless corpse, my left eyeball jumped sharply, and my vision was chaotic. I held down my left eye, a sharp pain came, and when I took it away, my eyeball was already in the palm of my hand. A large amount of fishy hot liquid trickled out along his cheeks, and it soon wetted his body. The will full of evil and greed drove me to throw my eyeballs on the headless corpse.
The corpse was corroded, foam appeared on the skin, and it made a boiling sound. It melted at a speed visible to the naked eye and turned into a thick pool of blood.
This pool of blood flowed from the mouth of my clothes and trousers, winding down to my feet like alive, and swiftly along my body into the hollow eye sockets. The feeling of being stuffed with a huge amount of foreign matter makes the mind swell, like a balloon being inflated. I once again feel the martial arts of the universe, the holy king makes the sacred king, the night kills the gods, the seal, the throne seeks the devil, the world, the strongest, the nine heavens, the strongest abandonment Moving the universe will kill the night god, the **** seal, the throne, seek the devil, proud of the world, the strongest, abandon the Shaodazhou royal family, create a god, will kill the night god, the **** seal, the strongest, abandon the Shaodazhou royal family, to reproduce the pain, is like countless The root filaments and the nerves were entangled and plunged into the nucleus fiercely, convulsing involuntarily.
The pain came suddenly, and it went suddenly. I just felt lighter, a heavy sense of vitality and warmth swept every corner of my body. I just feel that even if I don’t eat, drink, or sleep for ten days, I don’t have any problems with the novel.
"So, is this how you look now? It's really ugly." Dorothy's voice rang in my ears.
I turned my head and saw Dorothy staring at my left eye with a strange expression. I intuitively felt that she was not talking to me, the ‘Jiang’ who was born in my body was her object.
But "Jiang" is silent.
Many times, I can't even confirm whether she has really woken up. The sound heard in the dark does not seem to be my own feeling, it is like a kind of confused illusion after taking the drug.
That is not Zhenjiang~IndoMTL.com~ and it is not Zuojiang. It seems to have an independent personality, but it also seems to have only instinct. It is a chaotic existence that cannot be defined.
"Who are you talking to?" I asked.
"What do you think?" Dorothy asked rhetorically.
How else can I answer? Just shrugged his shoulders.
"Although I can deal with that guy, it will take a lot of work. It's yours this time, it's only a weak third level anyway."
Doroth stretched out her finger and swiped towards the head in the distance.
I looked in the direction of her fingers, and saw a cloud of liquid suddenly appeared in the air, rushing down like a waterfall, and in the blink of an eye I saw the head swallowed, like cold water pouring on a red-hot iron block, snorting Scream.
The liquid flows back down the ground to Dorothy's feet. She squatted down and put her finger on the liquid, and the liquid immediately tangled and twisted, growing fluff, and turning back into a bear puppet again, and she was hugged in her arms.
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