Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 190: Diversion

190 diversion

Whether it is a need for a prophet, or a need for a hostile prophet, it is not a good thing for us. (Reading Net) I started to worry about Bajing, she is like a rabbit falling into a trap now. From the time the Security Bureau obtained Sauron's diary, the entire incident turned into a long-deprecating conspiracy by seemingly accidental circumstances.

In addition, Sauron’s handwriting is not the only one in this book. There are many labels with different colors to show that different people have gotten this diary. These annotations and the tiny tiny prints crowded between the lines explained to me an amazing fact. The people identified in this diary have been experiencing the same predicament as Marceau, but they also found a way to seal the monster accordingly.

"These are the people who were sacrificed by Engels." Marceau said of the name Engels, inevitably with hatred and coldness, "I think I was sent to this place for the same reason as them, I must The monsters that ran out sent them back where they should be."

As she said, she was sacrificed by Engels to increase Sauron's combat effectiveness, and I was dragged into this nightmare space, purely because of Irene's conspiracy. The photo that passed me to the nightmare world of the cemetery has proved this point. Although the strange giant hand saved me at the last moment, it can’t hide this fact—because of the existence of that photo, the door is in a The two nightmare worlds were indeed connected in an instant.

The most special thing about me is that I can freely go in and out of reality and nightmares, and enter different nightmare worlds without sacrificing. This is also a testament to Marceau's bad situation in reality, and she may never be able to return to reality again.

"Gao Chuan came here to stop the Tianmen Project? In other words, to destroy this nightmare. At the same time, I also want to save me. I understand that." Marceau said to him, "But if I only If it can exist in this world, Gao Chuan, what are you going to do?"

Her words let me deeply feel the martial universe, the holy king made the sacred king, the night kills the god, the **** seal, the throne seeks the devil, the world, the nineth heaven is the strongest Abandon the young and great Zhou imperial family to martial the universe and kill the night god, God seal the throne, ask the devil, the strongest world, the nineth heaven, abandon the young great Zhou imperial clan, create the god, the night kill the god, seal the throne, ask the devil, the strongest, the nineth heaven, the strongest, abandon the young and the great Zhou royal family, to two This kind of mission runs counter to the mission, one is the mission of being a member of the Security Bureau, and the other is the mission of hoping to become a hero of Marceau. The same is to save something, but the two are on diametrically opposite paths. Marceau's words are not unreasonable. She may no longer exist in reality. If she loses this world again, she may really die completely. However, if this nightmare world is allowed to continue to expand and consolidate, no one can predict what will happen.

Marceau stared at me with eyes that could see through people's hearts, and after a moment he smiled calmly.

"Gao Chuan is worried about this kind of thing. I'm really happy because it proves that Gao Chuan really put me on an equal position with reality." She stroked my face, "However, Gao Chuan, you and me It’s not the same. In reality, you still have things you have to do and people you have to maintain. You don’t belong to this world, so there’s no need to worry about this kind of thing. Don’t find me anymore and do what you should do. Although I exist here, this is just a fantasy. Putting fantasy on the same position as reality, or replacing reality with fantasy, is a symptom that only mental patients can experience."

No matter what happens here, no matter how real it is here, even if it seems to be confused with reality, it is still a dream. Marceau said this while taking Sauron's diary away.

"Your duty, isn't it to separate dream from reality?"

Marceau's words made me feel helpless, sad, and painful. I can't imagine abandoning her. I know that I can't be everyone's hero, so I thought that at least I could be someone's hero. If I have the power to save one person, I will save one person, and if I have the power to save two people, I will save two people. I thought so and did the same. In the end, I saved Sakiya. Although I encountered various difficulties during the period, the results made me happy.

Just two days ago, I decided to save the woman in front of me like I did Sakiya, but reality shattered my ideals.

I'm like a drowning person, suffocated to speak.

Both this nightmare and Marceau in the nightmare are so real, but as she said, I am a person living in reality.

"No, there must be some way to solve it. And my task is not to destroy this plan, but to get the details of this plan." I clutched Marceau's shoulder tightly, saying that even myself If you don’t believe it: "As long as you have the information, no matter how many dream worlds you have, you can recreate them. As long as you analyze the principles, you can create a world that allows you to live without causing too much harm to reality. . After all, this is just a technology, isn’t it? Technology doesn’t distinguish between good and evil, isn’t it?"

However, luck and time are indispensable things to achieve that level. Not to mention whether we can safely obtain complete information from the enemy. Even if the information and experience are preserved intact, it will take a long time to reproduce the Tianmen Plan while taking into account the impact of reality.

However, Marceau can't live to that time. Once the current nightmare world collapses, she might be wiped out with it.

Marceau just stared at me, as if comforting me, said, "It’s okay. Actually, I’m not worried about these things. Because no matter how hard you try to stop the Tianmen Project, Gao Chuan, you will not succeed. If things really look like As you just said, the end is destined to come. I don’t understand why Gao Chuan joined the Security Bureau, but for me, Black Nest is the right choice, probably because I am unwilling to be peaceful, but selfish. Woman. Have you ever thought about it? What the woman in front of you said and did was just using you."

"I..."

"Gao Chuan, you must remember in the future. Don't believe in beautiful and smart women, and don't believe in women's words."

Marceau's words made me look at her with astonishment.

"In the future, I hope we don’t see each other again. I will try my best to live in this world. Maybe I will seal those monsters like the people who came here before. Maybe I won’t do that. Instead, I look forward to the success of the Heavenly Gate Project. . So, Gao Chuan, you have to work hard to do what you should do in reality." Marceau arranged the collars of a shirt for me, "As a farewell gift, let me tell you a secret that may be useful. I said before. Now, is it my job to travel to this town? That’s not a lie, but it’s not the whole reason. Although I don’t remember very clearly, one of my ancestors used to be a resident of this town. I don’t know how many. It happened years ago, but when you mentioned the Mar Jones family, I suddenly remembered that before my grandfather passed away, he mentioned it to me. The Mar Jones family used to be a noble and slutty family. In the heyday, the blood of this family was all over the town. And our family seems to be a branch of the remote blood that has been lost to the outside world. There are not a few people who walk out of the town like us."

I was stunned by what she said. I never thought that Marceau had such a life experience behind him. This is indeed a breakthrough. Before, no matter how we investigated the victim’s background, life experience, personality, psychology, life, birthplace, birthday, constellation, blood and genetic factors, we did not find the common ground. To be honest, We have exhausted all the relevant keywords we can think of, and we think we can almost shift our energy to other directions.

But Marceau’s words let us regain a new keyword-the blood of the Mar Jones family-this kind of Beijing information. Generally speaking, the longer the time, the more difficult it is to dig out. The direct descendants are better to say, no Knowing how many generations have passed, the collateral will not be recorded in the personal files, maybe even I don't remember it anymore.

Engels once hinted that the person to be sacrificed was not determined by him, but if anyone can, even if it can be used for later cultivation to explain, the scope is too large. According to the experience of the Security Bureau in dealing with similar incidents, the more the sacrifice rituals have a huge impact on reality, the stricter the requirements on the sacrifices. There must be a certain natural commonality between the sacrifices, and the serial killer versus the prey. The options are very similar.

But so far, in the investigation, analysis and reasoning of everyone, no Ranwen Novel Network has found this kind of natural commonality. This gave us the illusion that the sacrifice ceremony of the Tianmen Plan was a pan-sentence sacrifice ceremony beyond common sense. However, Marceau’s words made me realize that, in fact, the past experience is still correct, but in this event The natural commonality is too secret.

The Mal Jones family has existed in the Middle Ages, and it is still a local rich family. It is only natural that their direct or collateral descendants are scattered outside the town. In this way, Irene's cross pendant is also a precious relic handed down from the family. Therefore, considering that the time it existed in Mar Jones's house was the most critical item for the success of the Tianmen Project, then the Tianmen Project is not the first time it has appeared in this world and it is not impossible.

A conspiracy that has lasted for hundreds of years—this idea is so dangerous, so terrible, that it makes my hair horrified. As if in this repressive and quiet room, outside the window of the tyrannical natural landscape, there seemed to be a demon's eye that had traveled through time and space staring at him.

Originally, the explanation of Prophet Mayne gave me the illusion that the sign of the end came five years ago. However, Sauron’s diary pushed this time forward ten years ago, and everyone felt that this boy might be the first prophet. However, the possibilities presented by Marceau's life experience have once again lengthened the axis of time, and the magnitude is so large that it is doubtful whether this is a malicious joke.

Yes, there is no one thing in this world that is eternal. Even the planet that gave birth to mankind will reach the end of its life span in billions of years. Among all the life races on this planet, the history of mankind is not the shortest, but the development and evolution of mankind, as well as the richness and excitement of the human world, far surpass other races. It can even be said that it is like burning life and the future. In that way, continue to sublimate one's own existence. When people want to stop a little bit, they find that they have gone too far, and they have come up with the saying that humans are creatures with strong self-destructive tendencies-such feelings and sayings are in the broad intellectual class It's not a niche concern.

If the end of the day is something that was destined to happen hundreds of years ago, is it evidence of this concern?

From my heart, if it is not my own torture, it will become clear every time the night is quiet.

——Are you looking forward to the end?

The root cause of this problem has become complicated again in this nightmare.

"The time is up, it's higher." Marceau interrupted my thoughts.

"Ah, what?" I came back to my senses, a little sad, I stood up and said to her: "Yes, I should go."

"One last question, won't you stay here with me?" Marceau stared at me.

"...Sorry, Marceau." I was too ashamed to look into her eyes. I want to fulfill my promise so much, but when I think of my relatives in reality, Sakiya, and Jiang in my real body, I can't respond with confidence to her retention. I know that after leaving this time, I will attack the Tianmen Project with a more violent and swift offensive, which is bound to make Marceau lose his last place.

"However, I won't just give up like this." After I made up my mind, I mustered up the courage to look at her. "Marceau will act with preserving yourself as the first goal. Even if you want to fight against me, you have to Killing me has no relationship with Ranwen Novel. I will not die. I will continue to look for ways to get you back to normal life before the final time comes."

"Well, I believe you, Gao Chuan." Marceau said, standing up and grabbing the spear with a serious expression on his face, like a warrior preparing to go on an expedition. Looking at her now, the image of the white-collar lady I had seen two days ago has gradually blurred. Marceau, she really is a strong woman.

"Time is almost here. Let me see you for a ride."

The spear pierced my abdomen before her voice fell. The pain is so clear, it's not an illusion, Marceau's stabbing gun is fast and steady, although I have no defense, but it is also a magic pattern messenger with neurological reflexes beyond ordinary people, but she still succeeded. She pulled away the spear calmly, and the huge amount of blood gushing from the wound quickly took away the body's temperature and strength.

In response to this sudden attack, my heart was quiet, and Quark just watched all of this quietly with his round eyes. I wanted to hold Marceau's hand for the last time, but she backed away.

Marceau retreated to the door and opened the door. I don't know when countless worms and monsters have gathered in the corridor suddenly swarmed in. As I have seen before, these insects crawl along the floor, walls and ceiling, and after a few breaths, they will submerge me, and I will experience the feeling of being burned again.

But maybe before then, I will disappear, right?

Marceau's figure has become blurred. She walked out the door after all the bugs and monsters entered the room, as if the bugs hadn't noticed the woman at all. I dozed off, trying not to close my eyes. I don't know when, the boy stood beside Marceau.

Sauron?

The boy looked at me as he did before, but didn't speak to me anymore. Instead, Marceau's lips moved, but I couldn't hear what she was saying anymore. Before the bug monster climbed onto my body, Marceau gently closed the door as if saying goodnight, and locked me and the bug in the room.

The room became completely dark and silent, like a prison.

The quark on my shoulder suddenly turned into a gray mist and plunged into my body.

Although I don't know how she did it, does this suggestive sight mean that she has successfully sealed these monsters? Goodbye, Marceau. With a smile, my consciousness fell towards the dark abyss.

I regained consciousness again, and when I opened my eyes, I saw the bright and sunny sky at first sight. I don't know where I lay, but it must not be in the cemetery. The blue and clean world is endless and far-reaching, as if it had just been washed. The dark and oppressive and treacherous scenes of the nightmare are still vivid in my eyes, which makes me feel lucky. I hope this world, this real world.

There was a blunt feeling from behind, there was something on my spine, but I was attracted by the sunny and beautiful scenery, whether it was a sensation or a spirit, there was a deep exhaustion, even if I lay down. Uncomfortable and unwilling to get up immediately. Human voices were chirping from not far away, and I retracted my gaze into the sky and looked around.

The familiar sight made me confirm that I was lying on the road not far from the main entrance of the hilltop apartment, and many pedestrians were pointing at me with surprised expressions. If it is normal, embarrassment and shame are definitely indispensable, but after experiencing all the chaos in the nightmare, I was exhausted and didn't care about anything.

How did I come to this place from the cemetery? I don't know, but, like Thomas said, at that time, Fu Jiang and I were not simply dreaming. Now Thomas is gone, Fu Jiang and Marceau are gone. I just lay on the ground, feeling the martial universe, the holy king made the sacred king, the night kills the god, the **** seal, the throne seeks the devil, the world, the nineth heaven, the strongest abandon the young, the Zhou royal family, the night kills the god, the **** seal, the throne, seeks the devil, the nineth heaven, the strongest, abandons the young The imperial clan of the Great Zhou Dynasty moves the universe and the night kills the gods and seals the throne to seek the devil, proud of the world, the strongest of the nine layers The pain caused by the hard object~IndoMTL.com~ Suddenly, a strange sensation spread from the stomach, forcing me to roll over and prop up my body for a while and nausea. Fu Jiang's eyeballs just came out of my mouth, and there was a commotion around me.

"Then, what is that?"

"Wow, it's disgusting, is it a toy for the whole person?"

"Isn't he a lunatic? I heard that this was once a mental hospital."

I totally treat it as the wind in my ears. For me, these passersby watching with a lively mood are just a corner of a silent background. Only when you hold that eyeball in your hand, the joy and warmth from the bottom of your heart are the most true emotions.

"We are back, A Jiang."