Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 145: Visual limit

145 visual limit

When the weapon was hit by a bullet, the file and the file thought that there was an enemy sneak attack and reflexively avoided it. Even if they didn't forget to pay attention to the enemies close at hand when they patrolled the sneak attackers, maybe they just saw the net shadow produced by the bullet jumping at that moment. When they realized that the enemy was dead, they also realized that I was the one who shot the person.

When they looked at me, they were obviously surprised and undecided. They don't spend much time with me, and they have never seen my proud hand. What can i say? With a smile, he turned the revolver around on his index finger, and poured out the empty shells in the revolver.

In my opinion, the two female officials who use flames or frost are far inferior to the female officials who are eroded by Fujiang and can manipulate soil and rock in terms of ability, awareness and preparation.

The file first came back to her senses. She stretched out her hand to condense the limestone, but after the corpse turned into ashes, it turned into a gray mist and condensed, instead, it was just like this by the strong wind from other battlefields. As soon as it blows, the pieces are scattered in the air.

In the place where the body was originally, a human figure made of light slowly emerged. Although the outline of the facial features is not clear, it can still be seen before the birth.

It turns out that the dead cannot be made into graystone here. Although I was a little surprised, I immediately felt it made sense. The feeling of light people is similar to the feeling of graystone made by the three-pole magic pattern messenger. It is a kind of vitality of soul. If this kind of soul is an important part of the sacrifice, then the altar prevents it. It is only natural to become greystone.

"What the hell?" The face of the file became gloomy. Anyone who has experience in making graystone knows that this situation is not normal at all.

A shuttle of bullets was fired at Guangren. As a result, all the bullets splashed on the ground, and Guangren was not affected at all. The file opened his palm, maybe he was using his power, but the light man turned into a meteor and cast into the distance.

The fourth coffin was activated. Witnessing this situation with my own eyes, I was surprised and speechless.

"The initial analysis may have gone wrong." I rushed to them and said.

"What happened?" looked at each other with the file.

So I told the two ladies the ins and outs of the matter.

"This...how is this possible?" Although they said that, their faces were very heavy, and they obviously accepted this inference.

"What should I do now? There are two people left, and the ritual is about to be completed." The file said troubledly. "It's impossible to stop the fighting. Even then, the enemy might commit suicide."

"Maybe suicide can't meet the requirements of the sacrifice. Just kidding, you seem to have a new plan." Looking to the opposite, Dorothy is walking towards this side with the ballet bear unhurriedly. Sensitively aware of something, so the weight on her face subsided instead. She seemed to have figured it out. Anyway, she had come this far, and the situation was so bad that it couldn't be worse.

"Is that so?" The file looked suspiciously.

After the two people know the details, they are no longer eager to support the fire escape and the turtledove. It is a good choice to maintain the current stalemate for a while and free up more time to discuss countermeasures. Moreover, now the other party has only left The fighting power of the four people is already at an absolute disadvantage. I believe that the fire escape and the turtle dove can also understand this scene.

"Doroth has a plan, but I don’t know the details. She seems pretty sure. To be honest, at first I thought I would die here. The situation is better than I thought. Too much." I'm telling the truth.

"That's true, when I got out of the car, I thought that this is the end of myself. After all, many of us died before arriving here." It was a bit sad, but I quickly picked up my spirits. , Losing a comrade-in-arms is already commonplace for her. She said with emotion: "I've heard of Billy's deeds. People like him have died. Sometimes I feel so lucky."

"Don't say that, everyone here, except the crow, has no less experience than others." Dorothy walked up to us, turned her head and said, "Like you said, now you are better than him. The luckier one,."

"I would rather he be more fortunate than me." A bitter smile appeared.

The ballet bear came up and gave me a tight hug. His physique is tall and burly, holding me as if he was strangling a sapling with all his strength. He was so excited, I seemed to hear my own bones creaking accusations, but on the one hand, I understood the rest of my life, so I didn't want to push him away and embarrass him.

"Thank you, thank you, Crow, you saved me. I am not afraid of death, but I can live, and it would be nice to witness the end of the executioner with my own eyes."

I know he was talking about Luan Zhong. Although he doesn't know the specifics, the boy seems to have brought an insurmountable disaster to the ballet bear family and the people he knows when he was very young.

I just patted the brawny man's back without words. I am not quite used to this precipitating sad and heavy atmosphere, and deliberately joked:

"I also rescued two beautiful ladies from Taobao.com, Tmall.com, Taobao.com, Taobao.com, women's winter jacket, m. It was really sad that you hugged me alone."

The Ballet Bear laughed immediately and gave me a hard push. Before I could stand firm, I ran into a soft body behind me. Arms hooked around my neck from behind, and the elastic chest pressed up tightly.

"Is it doing this? Crow." The voice rang in her ears, and her breathing made her ears itchy.

I can't help but feel a little embarrassed. Such an intimate behavior makes people uncomfortable. Even Jiang He Sakuya was blushing at first. After going through so many things, of course there will be no excessive physiological reactions now, but the body is still a little stiff.

"Stop teasing him, he's still a kid." The file said to me, and then he nodded to me. "You did a good job, Crow, let me say thank you after this operation. If you survive, . Now, Dorothy, talk about your plan."

At this time, you can see the sharpness of the file. She may not be the strongest, but she has the courage of a leader. For the time being, there is no group of dragons, she is leading, and no one has any complaints from Ranwen.com.

Let go of me, everyone withdrew their gratitude, and the atmosphere became serious again.

"The scale and method of this ritual are very different from the previous ones, which is of course natural." When Dorothy said this, she paused suddenly, her eyes drooping, her tone of voice returned to her previous cowardice again. "No, but according to the pattern of the altar and past experience... After the six sacrifices are offered, it will not end immediately. I... I think that to complete the ritual, the accumulated power will converge on the spindle. On."

"So?"

"At this point, those who kill the truth of the end may not stop the ritual...As you can see, the preparation of the enemy is very costly. Maybe with our strength, we can't destroy the altar at all. So. ...I think we can detonate that power at the last moment. That level of power...should be able to completely destroy the altar."

"You also said that we can't destroy the altar with our power. How can we detonate that power?" The file did not immediately accept Dorothy's statement, but did not show firm doubts. Just ask questions in a cautious tone.

"When the power finally converged, because the internal pressure was too high, it was when the altar was the most vulnerable." Dorothy's tone became gloomy and smooth again, and she said these words directly at the file.

Although Dorothy does not have a split personality, but her mood and tone change very frequently, and sometimes she appears irritable. Although it does not produce the feeling of "two people in the same body", there is an inexplicable feeling. Muddy feeling, this kind of ups and downs of personality must not be easy to get along with others. Although Jiang has many personalities, the spirit and personality of each is very stable and distinct. In comparison, Dorothy’s personality unity is like kneading different colors of plasticine into a ball.

"Even so, I don't think we can break the balance by attacking together," said the file.

"Of course not to attack together." Dorothy turned her gaze to me and said, "All we need is the crow."

"Oh?" There was an unexpected sound from the file, and the Ballet Bear looked at me with surprise and doubt.

"Specific plan..."

"It's not the time to say it yet." Dorothy's lips curled up. The appearance of a childish child, coupled with the cold and vicious feeling, is chilling, "It must be kept secret, because we only have one chance. "

The file crossed his chest with his hands, closed his eyes, and opened them soon, his face no longer hesitated.

"That's it. Mischief and Turtledove can also understand." She cast her eyes on the six people who are still fighting: "Can you solve them now?"

"It's best to kill them all, otherwise it will get in the way." Dorothy said categorically.

"Then what are you waiting for?" The Ballet Bear strode towards the battlefield with great imposing vigor, "Go on fire, Turtledove, hit them over"

The body shape of the fire and the turtledove is wrong. The turtledove faces three enemies alone, but directs the seven-color rainbow light to press against the other, and walks on the rocket to fan the guy who can’t handle the seven-color rainbow light like a fly. Got out. The man finally recovered his balance, and finally fell to the ground without burning, and the ballet bear just caught up, turning into a huge bullet and hitting his back.

With a muffled sound as if a pneumatic tire exploded in an iron barrel, the enemy flew out, slammed into the pillar, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

I have been paying attention to the situation of fire escape and turtledove. The turtledove was attacked by the three of them. If it weren't for the bullet to restrain the enemy's offensive in time, he would follow the enemy's footsteps while breathing. The defensive counterattack strategy was changed from the fire, and the sword went slant, also out of trust in us.

The magicweave messenger of the Doomsday Shinrikyo sect surrounded by the file and the ballet bear. The fire escape immediately returned to the turtledove and stopped the enemy who was trying to sneak attack the turtledove. The pressure on the turtledove was reduced a lot, but the bullet containment also failed due to the strengthening of the enemy's mobility.

"Go help the file and the ballet bear." Huohu shouted.

Transfer direction immediately. The two enemies who attacked Turtledove together tried to separate one to intercept her. I immediately mobilized the class and used a bullet to accurately block it. However, that guy was not injured. He just clamped the bullet with two fingers, his body was light and weak, as if he was being pushed back by the bullet.

He stepped back three meters, loosened both fingers, and the bullet immediately grazed his face and shot it backwards, as if momentum had not been consumed. This enemy is of Asian ethnicity. His movements are very chic, but not like martial arts in reality. Instead, he reminds people of the knights in the novel. Those exaggerated lightness techniques and fingerings give people a strong sense of native people.

Snatch

I pulled out the dagger and entered the high passage. The knight who seemed to have the light-body technique was still going backwards inertially. Above his head, three rainbow lights fell like meteors. All of this, he seemed to be ignorant, his eyes fell in the empty space, and he didn't make any dodge movements, just slowly raised his hand.

However, the feeling of being a knight is too strong, and it even makes me feel that, as described in the novel, there is a kind of secret energy locked in oneself.

The closer you get to him, the more you feel the chaos in his eyes. Suddenly, I realized that those eyes did not have pupils. Does the misty luster indicate that this man is blind?

The dagger was swung when he was about to cross his body, but the touch from his wrist was very strange. There was no resistance from the front, and even the past feel like cutting tofu is not. , On the contrary, huge pressure came from the upper and lower sides of the blade, as if a pair of iron pliers clamped the dagger.

My left eye suddenly turned to that side, and I saw three fingers pinching the blade like a flower.

The distance between the blade and him stopped here.

The man just put on the dagger so lightly and was pushed back effortlessly. In the blink of an eye, Hongguang rubbed his forehead and got into the ground.

At the moment I left the high passage, I finally saw the knight turned his head, staring at me with blind, dead eyes with those pupils without burning novels.

As soon as the pressure on the dagger was released, I continued to swing the dagger forward without hesitation. Although the physical reaction was normal, I knew that I was under a strong mental pressure. This kind of pressure can only cut open the opponent's chest...No, it doesn't matter if it can only be cut, the blood splashing out can eliminate this feeling of pressure.

Perhaps because of the high concentration of attention, the world in my consciousness became quiet and slow for an instant, and I moved forward inch by inch. I finally felt the martial world, the holy king made the sacred king, the night kills the gods, the gods, the throne, the throne, the gods, and the world. The Nineth Heaven is the strongest abandoning the young king of Zhou, the king will kill the night god, God seal the throne of the devil, and the world The creation of the gods will kill the night, the gods, seal the throne, ask the devil, proud of the world, the strongest of the Ninth Heaven, abandon the resistance of the Shao Da Zhou imperial clan to cut the skin. Suddenly a familiar voice exploded in my ears, shattering this slow world.

"Quickly Dodge"

The dagger has already drawn a blood line on the chest of the knight. Although I don't understand what is going on, I still follow the voice and stop and retreat. But at this moment, there was a glimmer of cold light in the spacious sleeves of the knight.

A feeling of death strikes extremely strongly.

Snatch

I moved the highest height the first time.

A kind of instinct that comes from deep in my body, I don't know whether it is Jiang or his own instinct that can make me stop backing.

I rushed to the front right, but the ray of cold light twisted my body like a poisonous snake, clinging to my trajectory. In the high world, I turned around and turned my head back, leaning forward, and finally saw what the swift cold light was almost on my face.

It was a narrow and slender sword, full of ancient charm, but still shiny and sharp.

The soft body of the sword vibrates tightly, the air at the tip of the sword is cut open, and the body of the sword moves fast in the countercurrent like a fish.

Just a stab, a pure stab.

It was only an arm's length away, and it was less than milliseconds in high movements, but the sword almost caught up and pierced my head.

How can a fast sword be so fast

In the blink of an eye, when I left the looting, I was already 20 meters away from the blind knight, but the sharp feeling still made me get goose bumps all over.

A warm sensation and a slight tingling are produced by the bridge of the nose.

I subconsciously wiped it with my finger, and when I saw it, it turned out to be blood. But, didn't the sword touch me at all?

The blind knight's head drooped slightly, turned to the side, as if listening to something, his sword had disappeared from his hand like a glimpse of it. I think it's still hidden in his wide sleeves.

A scream came from not far away, my right eye turned to the sound source, but my left eye did not follow the command, still staring at the blind knight ahead.

The enemy who was besieged by a file, a file, and a ballet bear turned into sieve-like flesh, and then turned into ashes. The "soul" man appeared and flew into the air in the blink of an eye.

The three people watched the soul go away, and the fifth coffin was activated in the center of the altar. The sound of sacred prayer once again produces a strong change, the notes and duration of the pitch give people the feeling of a solemn hymn. The area of ​​the six-pointed star is full of golden light, and even some light spots are scattered around in the air turbulence. Even if the chaotic space caused by the knife-shaped critical weapon and the devil passes through, it is impossible to annihilate those light spots.

What a magnificent sight, as if to welcome something sacred and righteous. But everyone knows that what it ultimately opens is not the gate of heaven. Numerous monsters and multiple demons in the doomsday illusion will emerge from there, turning the world into hell.

In the vision of the left eye, the blind knight stood there motionless, as if listening, as if feeling the martial universe, the holy king made the sacred king, the night, the god, the seal, the throne, the god, the world, the strongest, the strongest abandonment. The Zhou royal family will kill the night god, the **** seal, the throne seeks the devil, the world, the nineth heaven, the strongest, abandon the young king, the martial arts will kill the night **** The Throne of India is the strongest in the Ninth Heaven and Abandoned the Imperial Clan of Shao Da Zhou.

When the gaze of the right eye turned back to his body, the left eye suddenly opened wide, as if Jiang Zai in his body was staring at him, and this half of his vision was blood-red~IndoMTL.com~a scorching heat. Liquid gushes out of the eye sockets.

The liquid slid down my cheeks to my chin, dripping onto the dagger lying across my chest.

In the blink of an eye, the blood swallowed the remaining blood stains on the dagger and quickly spread to all sides, wrapping the entire dagger blade.

A scarlet dagger appeared in my hand.

There was a sound in my mind, the scene in front of me became shaky, and the soles of my feet lost the sensation of stepping on the ground. I feel that I am suspended in a chaotic different dimension, with countless lines intertwined in my vision. Each line is moving, and it also involves the movement of other lines, just like a giant net, when one node is pulled, all the nodes will be shaken.

Go forward, go forward, Gaochuan

Go forward, go forward, Gaochuan

The will that seems to belong to oneself, but does not seem to belong to oneself, roars in the cell.

"This is the end." I said to myself, throwing the dagger and holding it back, "A little faster, a little faster, faster than anything"