Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 143: The final plan

143 Final Plan

"This is..." Since she is almost equivalent to Jiang's copy, I can't help but think of this puddle of liquid.

"It's just a better weapon," Dorothy said.

"Oh, that's it." While I coped with it, I still had my mind set in my mind. That must be part of her body.

"What dirty things are you thinking about?" Dorothy frowned and stared at me: "If you have time to think, kill the enemy first."

I just wanted to say something, but something strange suddenly appeared in the place where the body used to lie. Obviously the body was eaten completely, and there was nothing left of flesh and blood, but the electric light swelled quietly, transformed into a light-like human form, and there was a sense of vitality of life, as if just sleeping. This kind of feeling made me remember the corner of my memory vividly. Although the graystone made of the three-pole magic pattern messenger does not have the human form, it also has the same breath. If you want to describe it in words, it must be a "soul". .

Why does this happen? What will happen next? I can't imagine. This altar itself is extremely weird, and it is not surprising that any weird things will happen when you think of its function. Will the dead be brought back to life?

I am still guessing that the human form suddenly turned into a meteor, flying over the top of the head towards the back. The speed is very fast, I feel that even if it enters the grazing state, it can't be followed, but the trajectory of the movement is very clear. In the blink of an eye, it sank into one of the coffins surrounding the spindle machine.

The situation between the non-commissioned officer possessed by the devil and Fujiang, holding a critical knife-like weapon, became more intense. They were entangled, shifted, chased, shuttled, and collided. A large area of ​​chaotic space surrounded the battlefield. Fu Jiang’s ability to manipulate earth and rocks was completely unavailable by Ranwen.com, and I don’t know if this land is restricted by the altar.

When the chaotic space moves with the two toss and turns, you can clearly see the golden light from the coffin that absorbs the "soul", and in a short while, even with its sprayed beam of light, there are scattered golden lights. Like snowflakes, but also like sand.

The prayers lingering in the altar space became louder. Although there were only fourteen prayers, it was like a chant team of a hundred people singing loudly.

The sound of fighting in other places also became fierce. A dull loud noise and pain tore through the barely stalemate. I turned my head in horror and saw the scene of being blown up by fierce fireworks. Immediately afterwards, a ball hit the ground, bounced feebly, and slumped after hitting the circular column. The shape also disintegrated. The ballet bear turned into a human form. The ballet bear was completely naked and scarred, as if it had been cut by countless blades. Too average.

The enemy didn't seem to be hit by the death of their colleagues. The abnormalities made them even more excited.

All this gave me a bad hunch. Not just because of the sudden deterioration of the breath, but also the speculation about the sacrificial rituals that these signs have produced.

"Hey, crow, hurry up and help." Dorothy's face became serious.

She made sense, but I did not act immediately. If you are caught in the battlefield, you will not have the energy of Ranwen Novel.com to think about these issues, and the doubts that arise at this time must be clarified. Compared with this doubt, the decline on the battlefield is not so important. Because once my guess comes true, the battle itself loses its meaning.

Furthermore, I believe that my plunder can save others who are in danger at the last minute.

"You said before, the sacrifice is us, right?" I asked, feeling the martial universe, the holy king, the sacred king, the night, the god, the seal, the throne, the devil, the proud world, the strongest, the youngest, the great Zhou, the royal family, will kill at night The throne of gods and gods seal the throne of gods and gods, and the throne of gods, the strongest abandoned in the world Jiuzhongtian was the strongest to abandon the Emperor of Shao Da Zhou to my consciousness, and "Jiang" kept the physiological control of this body in a stable state.

"Is there any problem? Are you still in the mood to talk nonsense at this time?" Dorothy was about to rush towards that side with a reprimand, but I reached out and held her hand. She stared at me suspiciously and angrily: "What do you want to do?"

"Why do you think that?" I asked calmly.

"What? What's the matter with you?" Dorothy was a little excited. At this moment, she could see the difference between her and Jiang. Compared with the split personality of Zhenjiang, her mood is closer to a normal person. She saw that if she didn't give me an answer, I wouldn't let it go, so she said: "Don't you also hear what that stinky kid said?"

Of course the brat refers to the priest Luanzhong.

"He didn't have an affirmative answer from Ranwen Novel." I said.

"What do you mean?"

"He is inducing us, I think, we are all deceived. This is very similar to their arrangement in this base." I said.

Listening to me, although Dorothy still has doubts in her eyes, she has no meaning to struggle with Ranwen. I knew she could calm down and listen to my explanation, so I let go of her hand.

"To make a long story short. I think maybe only six people are needed for the sacrifice." I took a deep breath and said to her: "Moreover, the sacrifice is not us, but any six three-level magic pattern envoys... The soul of..."

Doroth frowned again with a look of surprise. I think she must be smart enough to understand my judgment. After all, she also witnessed the condition of the entire altar with her own eyes, as well as the vision caused by the death of the fast-legged man.

Luan Zhong showed a happy look to us, a total of eight people, maybe there are other reasons, but according to my judgment, one of the reasons is that the number of people has passed the minimum required sacrifices for the ceremony quantity. Maybe our own mental state also has a big impact on the ceremony, I have heard of it. However, the most critical point is that this influence is not decisively important to the ceremony itself.

I’ve heard a saying that some **** sacrifices from ancient times, in order to better complete the ritual, will use cruel fighting methods to screen and baptize the sacrifices, so that their spirit and body are located in the same place. The extreme pinnacle. However, this is mostly some icing on the cake. In fact, to carry out sacrifices, only a certain quality of sacrifices is needed.

The members of the Security Bureau who arrived at the altar through the previous layers of traps already have the elements of screening and baptism, and their combat power and will have been raised to a critical point. The fact that there is no Ranwen Novel Network to deploy the Fandog troops here is not their mistake, not only to reduce sacrifices, but also to allow the nine cadres of the Doomsday Truth to carry out self-baptism in disguise.

According to past performance, people of Doomsday Truth have the qualities of fanatics and idealists to a certain extent, and they will never mind sacrificing themselves.

Seventeen fierce battles, seventeen excellent candidates for sacrifice, sacrifice is sacrifice. As long as six people die at will, the ceremony can be completed.

The success rate is over 70%. The plot of the Doomsday Truth is not arrogant. They carefully prepared everything, and the arrangement has almost no flaws. The chain of tactics is so cruel and perfect.

Although there are still many details that are not yet clear, the general outline of the other party's plan can already be described. This alone is enough to make me surprised by the rigor of the plan for the truth of the end. They are deeply aware that they are not reckless cults. They have God’s favor, self-ideal and righteousness, rigorous structure, deep strategic intentions, self-sacrifice, and sufficient accumulation and preparation. They have become threats to the world. The monster monster is not by luck.

It's such a group of people trying to lead the end to come. If in a normal world, whether it is a time of peace or war, their character and accomplishments will surely become heroes admired by people, but in this distorted world, they have become demonic. Executioner.

Yes, if in a normal world, someone with an awkward personality and no special talent like me can't stand out from the crowd. My dream was to become an expert in dynamics, but the end of my life may be just an ordinary professor.

But in this world where the doomsday is about to come, people who should be heroes become demons, people who should be mediocre for a lifetime, but holding their own beliefs, thoughts and even hatred, try to step on the steps of heroes.

"It's a... ridiculous and chaotic world." I said to "Jiang" in this body, but in the eyes of others, it's just talking to myself.

"Is that so? With six sacrifices, as long as six people die, the ceremony can be completed." Dorothy murmured.

She turned her head to look at the colleagues of the Security Bureau who were already embarrassed more and more downwind. They could still ask for help, but this time, even the energy for asking for help is gone.

She quietly watched the boiling battlefield, the inferior anxieties and the excitement of fighting quietly extinguished, but in the silence, a stronger and hotter ** climbed up. Standing next to her, I couldn't help being soaked by this strong will, my throat was thirsty, and my tongue stuck to my upper jaw.

I can feel that the silent "Jiang" throbs in resonance.

"Do you want to tell them?" I asked.

"No, no, I have reached this point, is there any use for these?"

Yes, not only is it useless, but it also reduces one's fighting will and makes the enemy's arrogance even more arrogant.

"You know? Crow, when the ritual is about to be completed, all the power will be concentrated." Dorothy looked at me, and the familiar evil and madness reappeared in the depths of her eyes. She said, that's us. The only, last and real opportunity.

"Now, crow, your talent is the chain judgment, right? You can see all the factors that chain with the target."

"You know?"

"A little...doing a little research."

"What do you want to do?"

"Since you can see the chain, then you should be able to break their relationship?" Dorothy’s mouth evokes a icy arc of mockery, "You think, when the power is concentrated, if What will happen if the chain collapses?"

She looked at me and said, it must be irreparable, right? Isn't this very exciting?

The fascinating proposal is indeed the most decisive destruction.

The only problem is:

"To break the cohesive and stable chain, I am not strong enough."

"It's okay, I know the ability to escape fire. It's perfect at this time. We are really lucky." Dorothy took my hand on the initiative, "Go, crow, to complete this plan, you, Jiang And fire escape is necessary. The more people on our side can survive, the better. Let us immediately kill the remaining guys and make them sacrifices. I think they are very happy."

"...I understand."

I don't know about Dorothy's specific plan, but the tone of her current position is really exciting. It will be successful, because she believes so.

The chain judgment is activated.

Except for the ballet bear, perform extreme calculations on other enemies.

Lock the replication target, determine the interference factor, and predict the trajectory of the action.

I took out my revolver, and my arm naturally stretched to an angle, shooting out all six bullets.

"Snatch."

The high channel stretches towards the only ballet bear who has no bullet containment attack.

The ballet bear leaned against the pillar staggeringly, as if just standing was exhausted. He breathed heavily, and every bit seemed to be overdrawing his life. The blood from the wound stained his face and most of his body red, and his arms were slumped and twisted like broken, but he just stubbornly held on.

The enemy was only better than him. He limped on a leg and was beaten with a black nose and swollen face. Also, an arm was broken, and a bone spur came out of the fracture. However, this man uses an ability similar to a vacuum blade. Compared with a ballet bear that uses a **** attack, even if he is not close, he can kill an enemy ten steps away.

Power gathers in front of him. At the beginning of the battle, I saw him use his arm command to strengthen this force and more accurately lock the target, but now he can only use his will to operate this final force.

I took Dorothy and galloped through the high aisle, and almost reached the ballet bear at the moment when the bullet hit their respective targets, and grabbed him to enter the high aisle again. It took less than a second to get in and out, the enemy was seriously injured, and the accident was underestimated. When I appeared in his vision like the wind, I clearly saw the consternation in his eyes.

When he reflexively shot the vacuum blade, his power deviated slightly from the trajectory due to the shaking of his will, allowing me to calmly rescue the ballet bear.

The sound of bullets hitting the target continued to be heard from other battlefields not far away.

With the help of my containment attack, Turtledove finally escaped from the siege of the two opponents.

I was still carrying two people in the high passage, and the seven rainbow lights parabolicly attacked the man who defeated the ballet bear. The man turned his head keenly, but with inconvenient legs and feet, he completely lost the ability to dodge, and he was penetrated by the vitals of his body in the blink of an eye.

Hongguang completely wiped out the injured and disabled enemies. The turtledove doesn't even need to aim at the opponent, because his ability, Rainbow Light itself, can lock the target through the shooter's will.

The body of the enemy killed by the rainbow light quickly annihilated. That wasn't the scene when it turned into graystone. The deceased disintegrated into a little rainbow light, gathered into the seven-color rainbow light, once again soared into the sky, and rushed towards the two enemies attacking the turtledove.

I moved the ballet bear away from the battlefield, Dorothy began to heal him, and I once again entered the plundering state, attacking the suppressed tri-polar magic pattern messenger.

The two enemies who are fighting with the file are also female, and their abilities are in the form of flame and frost. Both of them are wearing part of the fighting uniforms of the Fandog army. They are full of battle-tested atmosphere, just like being stolen by Fujiang. The lady officer of the.

's ability phenomenon is unobservable, it seems that it is not the type of direct attack, and her movement is not fast, but it did avoid the direct attack of the enemy for a period of time. She was the only member who did not give up guns. She did not come into direct contact with the enemy, and pouring bullets while fighting, but lasted longer than Ballet Bear.

However, her opponent can manipulate the flames in a range. After being compressed by incineration and blasting step by step, she was eventually affected by the trap-style touch blasting. The exposed skin was all traces of scorching, and the ponytail was burned. There was bleeding from both ears. After taking the gray stone, she tried to get up from the ground several times, but because of the lack of balance, she fell to the ground again and again.

She has not been seriously injured, and as a result, she has completely lost her ability to resist when she is hit by a single shot.

The lady officer said something to her while walking forward, but the blankness in her eyes showed that she could not hear what the other party was saying.

The ear damage temporarily deaf her.

The lady officer obviously felt this too, stopped talking, and stretched out her index finger directly.

I can see all of this clearly, because Jiang’s left eye has been paying attention to the battlefield with the file, and the overlap of the field of vision even caused me a directional confusion for a while. I don't know if the other party is of the same sex, Jiang has always been very concerned about the situation there. But I know that even so, I am definitely not in the heart of pity and protection. Although the boundaries are a bit blurred, the instinct from the "Jiang" side is emitting an evil commotion.

I can be sure that it is not that I have aroused the heart of the **, the kind of ** is so intense that it even makes my body have a corresponding physiological reaction, but it is precisely because I have experienced the love between men and women. , Cong Jiang clearly feels the martial universe, the holy king, the creation of the sacred king, the night kills the god, the **** seal, the throne, asks the devil, the god, the strongest, abandons the young man, the Zhou royal clan, the night kills the god, the **** seal, the strongest, the strongest, abandon the young man, Zhou imperial family martial arts will kill the gods and gods seal the throne to seek the devil, proud of the world, the nineth heaven, the strongest, abandon the young king, the creator of the night, kill the gods, **** seal the throne, seek the devil, the gods, the nineth heaven, the strongest, abandon the young and the great Zhou royal family to their own ~ IndoMTL .com~ So we can distinguish the difference between these two kinds of **.

The **** that is boiling in my body right now does not belong to human beings at all, not because of the sense of the opposite **** produced by hormones. It is a purely primitive desire to eat and multiply without any emotions and thoughts.

The target is not only the file, but also the two female cadres of the truth of the end.

I clearly feel that my body has two wills. The two instincts are working, intertwined, and seem to merge into one, but when you savor it carefully, they exist independently.

Whether it’s the body occupied by Fu Jiang or the bodies of the four women in front of you... it’s an indescribable feeling. If you have to make an analogy, it’s closer to "fitting Jiang’s taste". Vague concept.

This state of ignorance similar to a child is similar to the pure, primitive and instinctive reproduction of beasts. At the same time, it may be too aggressive, which makes people feel extremely evil from the self-defense instinct and emotion. , Of course, is owned by people with complicated and awkward thinking like me.

Fu Jiang’s experience made me not only wonder, is Jiang trying to use them to strip more of his personality?