Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 147: The final stage

147 final stage

"He, is he dead?" The file squatted down to probe the ballet bear's nose, turned his head, and shook the gaze toward her.

"That's all right?" Staring suspiciously at the fire, the knife-shaped critical weapon in his hand did not seem to have changed in any way, but there was also no blood stain at all.

"Perhaps, depending on luck, a 50% chance." Chaohuo said to them indifferently: "Who is next?"

"If you do this, I don't believe that there is a 50% chance." The file said, but smiled again, "However, I believe you. I am the second one."

The file stood in front of the fire and opened his arms. The fire escape did not hesitate at all, and he simply inserted the long knife into her heart and pulled it out.

The file fell down, and then came the turtle dove.

There was no complaint from Ranwen. The fallen man no longer has the breath and heartbeat, and there is no difference between the dead body. Zhao Huo said, they said that there is a 50% chance of surviving. Didn’t they die? But the scene hardly gave people that kind of reverie.

I almost want to stop the fire escape, but it makes no sense to stop at this time. Since they believe in file misfires, I also have to believe him.

In the end, only me, Fu Jiang, Dorothy and Zuo Huo were left. After Dorothy stepped forward and died, she escaped and hung down the knife-shaped critical weapon.

"What's the matter?" Dorothy asked.

"Enough, you and Fu Jiang go to haunt the demon." Zhao Huo said lightly: "If we fail, it will be your turn."

"This can't be done. If you get out of the way, you will succeed with every extra strength." Dorothy stared at him suddenly with a gloomy look: "This is my plan, don't stop me."

"Yes, this is your plan, so you must live and witness the moment when the plan succeeds."

"There is a 50% chance that I will survive and believe me." Dorothy was a little angry.

"There is no need to take this risk now."

"This is your decision?"

"Yes. I'm not sure that BT alone can contain the devil." Shi Huo said to me: "Look at Dorothy. If the strength is not enough, it will be her and BT's turn."

I see, he didn't plan to use Dorothy's life to bet a 50% chance at the beginning, whether it was out of pity for the child or other reasons. A kind of weight gripped my heart tightly, and I suddenly had many thoughts, but each of them made it impossible for me to refute his decision. It is gratifying that I and the person I care about not having to bear the fate of gambling, but because of this, it makes me feel ashamed of the person who fell to the ground at this time.

If... If there is no Ranwen Novel Network, in this plan, I will be the last person to pull the trigger. At this time and place, no one on Ranwen Novel can do better than me.

There is no Ranwen Novel Network, it must be like this, don't be ashamed, you and them both bear the same burden, but the division of labor is different. The living people have to bear more important responsibilities than the fallen ones.

"We still have a 50% chance to survive. If possible, take our bodies away as much as possible." Saihuo said.

I nodded to him resolutely, Dorothy wanted to say something, but I grabbed her hand.

"It's not ashamed." I said to her.

I don't expect her to understand this. She is indeed very different from ordinary children, but there are similarities. She is different from me and Fu Jiang. She grew up in the care and care of her peers. She has received corresponding education and indoctrination of collective ideas. Fu Jiang and I joined the Security Bureau a few hours ago, but she has been living in the Security Bureau so far. Even if the death of her companion is commonplace in her opinion, even if she behaves differently, she has human rights after all. Emotions, the deaths of these people have been accumulating, and have a profound impact on her.

Even if I don’t analyze it in depth, I can know that Dorothy, who has been living in an abnormal world, cannot have normal emotions and thoughts. The impact of her companion's gracious death must have been stronger than the impact on me.

Doris fell silent.

"Then, the next thing is up to you." The fire escaped and told me as if he had ordered something behind him. Even at this time, he didn't have any excitement.

Just so calmly, indifferently, inserted the knife-shaped critical weapon into his chest, and then fell backward. I stepped forward and pressed my hand to his neck. The pulse was fast and weak, and then it disappeared, my breathing stopped, and my body temperature started to drop, faster than an ordinary person who had just died. My body became cold during my breathing. .

Doroth watched all this silently. I glanced at her, and suddenly she seemed to smile like a illusion, but when I checked again, she was still in that silence, a little sad.

"Why? Crow." Her low voice awakened me.

I confirmed again and again that she was indeed no different from before, but in any case, the illusion-like smile lingered in her mind. Is my judgment wrong? Maybe she is abnormal, no, should I say that is her normal?

I think it’s a little scary. This kind of horror comes from something hidden in the dark and incomprehensible in the girl’s body. But this kind of terrible but inexplicable sense of peace of mind, because I have seen "Jiang" many times. Perhaps Jiang’s existence and her relationship with Jiang have made me accustomed to this terrible feeling.

"Nothing." I answered casually, pulling out the knife-shaped critical weapon.

I looked at the demon-possessed man standing on the opposite side motionless, and the huge shadow demon behind him. The knife-shaped critical weapon vibrated by itself, and the sharp buzzing sound seemed to be directly pierced into the brain. I feel uncomfortable, but I also feel the martial arts. The holy king makes the sacred king. The night kills the gods. The **** seals the throne. The imperial martial arts will kill the gods and imprint the throne of the gods, the gods, and the thrones, and the gods, the world, the strongest, abandon the young, the great, the gods, the gods, the thrones, seek the devil, the gods, and the gods, the strongest, to abandon the imperial clan of the young and the great Zhou, to this sword. The powerful and incomparable power.

"A Jiang..." I was about to say something when Fu Jiang suddenly showed a grinning smile.

The smile was not for me, her eyes fell behind me.

When I turned my head in horror, I only saw the bear doll thrown out of her arms by Dorothy. The melted liquid of the bear doll will instantly lie on the ground, and it will be swallowed by the fire and others just like the corpse.

"What are you doing..." I screamed, but before I finished speaking, I saw that Dorothy's face did show the same weird and gloomy smile before. This expression, which was diametrically opposite to the girl's innocence, made a chill on my back, and instantly caused sweat to ooze from under my armpits.

"Look, A Chuan. You should be more sober now, don't you think she is harmless to humans and animals. Just tell you, this guy is also a monster." Fu Jiang said to her, "Hey Hey, don’t eat so ugly, flat-chested ugly."

For a few breaths, I still haven't suppressed the rapidly beating heart. All the people on the ground have been digested into liquid, and they turned back into bear dolls and jumped back into Dorothy's embrace.

"Hey, crow, why is your expression so ugly?" Dorothy's facial features and figure did not change at all, her innocent tone matched her bowed head and the deep gaze from above. It makes people feel that their heart is suddenly caught by fear.

For a moment, I seemed to see Dorothy’s body and facial features deforming. It was an indescribable shape that only reminded of the term "evil". But when consciousness broke free from the extra horror, she was still the same as before, as if she had had a nightmare.

Even when Fu Jiang suddenly put his hand on my shoulder, his body jumped.

"Don't be afraid, Achuan, I will protect you." Fu Jiang hugged me behind him, but the girl’s facial features in the nightmare replaced Fu Jiang’s face in an instant, as if it was not Fu Jiang, but Tao that hugged me. Le Si. She seemed to exhale in my ears, that mature and plump body couldn't make me feel warm anymore, my throat was dry, and my body was so rigid as to be entangled in evil spirits.

But this feeling of fear comes and goes quickly, disappearing without a trace in an instant. Although I still know that I am "fear", this "fear" is just a noun.

"Jiang" controls my physiology. , But this "fear" is just a noun.

"It's me, Achuan." Fu Jiang's voice came into his ears. Yes, the person behind him was Fu Jiang. Confirming this, the bones all over my body relax.

When she looked at Dorothy again, she seemed to be no different from usual. But that feeling...what the **** is wrong with me?

I patrolled the ground, and their bodies were indeed gone. Everything I saw before was not an illusion. Just like dealing with the fast-legged man before, Dorothy's bear doll "eaten them all".

"Why?" I looked at Dorothy and asked her why she did this. "They haven't died on the Internet." I think I should be angry at this time, but I don't feel the anger and emotion. Physiological response.

"No, they died in the beginning. This is the plan." Dorothy replied. She looked at the ground and said: This is my plan.

"Kill your teammates? Use them as your own nourishment. Is this your plan?"

"Yes." Dorothy confessed, and there was no sense of shame in her voice. "That's why I'm here. Only by doing this can I guarantee my goal."

Some changes seem to have taken place in the air. There seems to be a smell of sulphur into my nose. I searched for the source of the smell, but suddenly there was a little golden light scattered in the sky, turning into ashes shining with sparks. Not far away, the huge six-pointed star had been completely dyed golden yellow, the liquid in the spindle machine began to boil, the liquid level continued to drop, the steamed gas sprayed out from below the spindle, and the milky white gas quickly spread on the ground.

The altar is shrouded in a psychedelic and intense light, and it turns into a sea of ​​fire. There are many illusory shadows in the flames. When you are in this burning world, you can't feel the temperature rise. Can't tell where is reality and where is illusion.

The sound of prayer stopped, but the prayers continued to pray. The ceremony has not ended yet, they seem to be waiting for something.

My eyes fell on Dorothy again, and there was a strong feeling there.

Doroth is still holding the bear doll, her head hanging down, as if looking at her feet. Under her feet, the color of the shadow was becoming richer, and then spread out behind her, covering an area of ​​about 60 square meters. But it was not a girl's shadow, but a monster with wings and four insect arthropod arms that could distinguish the facial features of the human face.

That's the devil.

The demon stood upright behind Dorothy. The vibration of the knife-shaped critical weapon became extremely strong, even screaming like an alarm.

"You are also a demon possessed..."

"Devil possessed? No, you are wrong." Dorothy lifted her face, her eyes no longer had pupils, they were carved from the same piece of black stone, and she said, "I can't Controlled by the devil like the incompetent guy on the other side, this is the envoy I just hatched. This is the real trump card."

I was holding a knife-shaped critical weapon tightly, and my emotions did not fluctuate. Turns out, is this the truth about the final plan that Dorothy has been concealing?

"Without Ranwen.com, we can also stop the truth of the end." I said.

"Not here."

"You said that the ability to escape fire can increase the power of critical weapons."

"Not enough."

I stared into Dorothy’s inhumane eyes. The hidden things in the darkness made me unable to speak anymore. And it’s done, and if the argument goes on, there is no point in Ranwen. I just hope she is right now.

The layout of the Doomsday Truth is mixed, and the truth is indistinguishable. The layout of the Security Bureau only shows sharp fangs at the last moment. I felt that this compelling attack plan was rushed and weak. Only at this time, I felt the martial arts, the holy king, the sacred king, the night, the god, the seal, the throne, the devil, the proud world, the strongest, abandoning the young, the great Zhou, the royal family, and the night. The throne of gods and gods seal the throne of the gods, the strongest of the nine times, the strongest abandonment of the young and the king of Zhou, the martial arts will kill the night Jiuzhongtian is the strongest abandoning the imperial clan of Shao Da Zhou to the end.

In any case, the ultimate goal has not changed. All the concealment, contribution and change are to welcome the arrival of this moment. I used to think that I had changed a lot, so I could save more, but from the beginning, what I could do was not changed by Ranwen.com.

Tomie and Dorothy rushed towards the demon possessed. The huge folding space blocked them, and Dorothy's enchantment turned into a shady curtain, turning the two of them into countless locusts and rushing into the folding space. When one of them traversed a distance of more than ten meters and suddenly appeared beside the non-commissioned officer, Fu Jiang's upper body appeared out of thin air, punched the non-commissioned officer's cheek, and smashed his head to the ground.

More and more locusts gather around Fujiang.

The sergeant was also covered with locusts, and only one human figure remained.

The demon behind the sergeant stretched out his paws and waved towards Fujiang, and the folded space poured down like a waterfall. Before being swallowed, countless locusts once again turned into a shady scene to wrap up Fujiang, and then turned into locusts and scattered around, no longer seen Fujiang.

Snatch

Before the sergeant got up, I drove through the high corridor, bypassed the battlefield and landed in front of the prayers who were priests. At this time, they still bow their heads and pray.

——Chain judgment.

——Analyze related factors.

——Look for the crashed node.

In an instant, countless information poured into my brain, my brain seemed to be broken and hot, but even if I kept on, I couldn't find it, and had to stop.

The organization and operation of this altar are quite stable and complex, and there is no weakness at all. Is this the time when Dorothy said the internal pressure is the greatest and the structure is the most fragile?

I raised the buzzing knife-like critical weapon to the prayers. The shock wave roared out, and the field of vision in front was completely distorted. At the moment before engulfing the prayers, a layer of passports formed by electric light appeared around them. Where the shock wave collided with the electro-optical passport, a strong plasma burst out, like a snake shaking its body. If I hadn't activated the defense of the critical weapon in time, I would almost be electrocuted into coke.

Although they failed to break through the opponent's protective shield, this attack did not come back without success. Nine prayers vomited blood and immediately fell to the ground.

I wanted to swipe a second knife to kill them completely. The space around me suddenly changed. I swiftly retreated for the first time, and the folded space instantly swallowed the twisted plasma. The demon's attack did not end. It completely gave up the protection of the host body and kept attacking me.

After the knife-shaped critical weapon is increased in power, the shock wave generated can compete with the folding space. After blocking another wave of the folding space, I enter the swept channel and circle the spindle machine.

——Chain judgment again.

——Looking for the relationship between the operation of the mechanical body.

-Cancel the destruction of its structure, reset to stop the operation of the mechanical body.

——……

——The judgment fails, and sufficient chain factors cannot be obtained.

Another wave of folding space hits. The other party is not even afraid that this terrible attack will spread to this core machine. Facts have proved that even the folding space can't cause the slightest damage to the spindle machine. The altar has an invisible powerful force to maintain its stability.

Only one-third of the height of the liquid level in the spindle machine is left~IndoMTL.com~ There seems to be something in the middle that can’t be seen clearly.

The remaining five prayers remained indifferent to the situation at the time, until a terrible indescribable sound came like a tsunami. A huge wave of air swept through the ashes and flames in the air and engulfed the entire altar. When the air wave disappeared, the interference of the folding space ceased. I turned my head and looked, only to see Dorothy's envoy pierced the non-commissioned officer's abdomen with that insect articulated arm, and lifted him high in the air.

The arm suddenly decomposed into countless locusts, wrapping the non-commissioned officer into a sphere, and when it spread out, there was not even a drop of flesh left.

The circuit under the feet and the surroundings burst into more intense light. The demon who lost its host was squeezed by this light. No matter how hard it struggles, it cannot avoid being pulled into the ground. It gradually loses its shadow-like form.

"The time has come." A calm, unwavering voice came.

Luan Zhong stood up and stretched out his hands as if to embrace the sky.

Although I don't know what he is going to do, I understand that no matter what he is going to do, it will not be a good thing for me.