Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 213: Transfer
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There were two black spots in the blink of an eye. There were two bullets in front of Sent's forehead and Father Xisen's chest. The two bullets were shot out indiscriminately, as if they had just been shot from the muzzle. (Read the novel) There is no more than two bullets between the black spot and the human body. It is impossible to catch the trajectory of the bullet with the eyes alone. Ordinary people can't even realize the bullet flying out. I rely on the ability of chain judgment to pass the bullet. The chain of momentum around you can barely capture. But it was so fast, at a speed that couldn't even blink, Father Xi Sen, who seemed to be unable to move under the weight of high gravity, suddenly fell backward.
At this moment, all the pressure in the air disappeared, and I felt all the particles floating in the air converge between the bullet and the priest's chest at an unimaginable speed. The movement is so great, the huge wind seems to sweep everything in this lobby, even the wounded soldiers, corpses, tableware, food, tables and chairs on the ground are floating.
The condensed air is like a needle of steel, gently lifting the bullet, and the trajectory that would have penetrated the priest's chest changes. As the priest leans back, the deviation of the trajectory is sharply enlarged. Only a puff was heard, the bullet passed through the priest's shoulder, but out of the muscle above the shoulder.
At the same time, the bullet that hit Sent's head went through his brain according to the original trajectory.
Like I shot him through the head in the dense forest of the cemetery.
"Hands on" I yelled.
Finger had pulled the trigger before speaking, and the degraded bomb was like a plastic egg, falling towards the second layer with a muffled sound. Engels and Jung also took out the pistols in their arms and shot the wounded soldiers on the ground, and even Sakiya shot two blasting bullets from the pistols. Not to mention these for the time being, the most powerful attack came from the critical weapon in Dorothy's hands. The direction she swung the knife was not the soldiers of the Fandog army, but the leader of the soldiers "Luo" and his female companion.
Gunfires and oscillating storms crowded in the lobby, the air was distorted, and there were turbulent airflows everywhere. At this point, there is almost no thing that can be fixed in place, even our feet are also Off the ground.
Different from the phenomenon that Sent was dragged into the temporary data hedge space, this time it was directly turned into gray sand by the young Sent that penetrated his head. These sands were scattered in the lobby with the manic airflow, forming The gray sandstorm. Some of the corpses lying on the ground and the groaning wounded came into contact with these gray dust or sand-like things, and their bodies quickly weathered and became part of the gray particles.
It's like a chain. In the blink of an eye, the situation on the opposite side is obscured by the gray mist. The loop-shaped pattern on the wall bloomed with intense purple-red light, quickly filling the floor and ceiling, and it was certain that a few more breaths would be able to completely engrave this sealed stone room.
Doroth gave up continuing the attack, activated the deflection and oscillation shield of the critical weapon, and isolated a clean space in the gray sandstorm. The material movement in this room is so violent that it has exceeded the computational power of chain determination. I am wrapped in a shield. I have lost the sense of the outside world and can only guess the effect of the attack from the chaotic sound.
Our manpower and preparation are insufficient, and it is impossible to completely destroy the large-scale sacrifice plan jointly made by the Mar Jones family and the Black Nest. They know what we have, whether it is a magic weapon or a knife-like critical weapon. There are no secrets in his eyes. Therefore, it is only at the last minute to minimize the number of people who enter the temporary data hedging space in the peak area through auxiliary sacrifices.
Now we have done everything we can do in this room. Before being dragged into Irene's nightmare world, we must use the cover of this sandstorm that has become chaotic and irritable due to multiple attacks to escape the secret room. I felt very calm. At this moment, the plan that had been formulated for the possible means of the enemy was reorganized and reconstructed.
The fast-sweeping highway forms a loop around itself, and the world outside the loop becomes distorted and slow. The particles floating in the hurricane, and the purple-red circuit spreading on the soles of the feet, are as slow as a snail.
Quark's body spread out and turned into a huge gray cloak. I held it in my hand and turned around in a loop, wrapping up all five people, including myself, and jumping into the shadows without hesitation. .
I wrapped myself and other people tightly, imagining that I was a huge egg, for fear that once there was a gap, some unpredictable danger would be caused in the process of jumping. The eyes can't see, and can only judge what the place is like through the magical induction. The world has become dark. In the endless darkness, it seems that even the concepts of time and space have disappeared. Only through the instinct of the enchantress to confirm the position and find the exit that exists somewhere.
The first shadow jump was in the daytime, and it was just a blink of an eye from entering to leaving; the second time was to transfer ordinary people out of the room. Quark did a beautiful job and made me feel the martial arts. Sacred king made the sacred king, the night kills the god, the **** seal, the throne, asks the devil, the world, the nineth heaven, the strongest, abandons the young man, the god, the king, the strongest, abandons the young man, the imperial world, The difference between the strongest abandonment of the imperial throne in the Nineth Heaven and the strongest abandonment of the Shao Dazhou imperial family, the night-killing god, the strongest imperial throne of the Ninth Heaven and the imperial imperial throne, the strongest abandonment of the Shao Da Zhou imperial clan at night and the difference between performing it in the daytime; This time, the process of shadow jumping is clearer.
I cannot understand how this dark world exists. It may even exist as a concept, which is incomprehensible and inaccessible from the perspective of the material world. From the perspective of phenomena, the shadows formed by real matter under light are like gates. The distance and position of these gates may be related to the actual position, but it is impossible to determine. In this world, by making demons sense , These "doors" are in an incomprehensible state of disorder.
Where to enter and where to go out can only be judged by the instinct of quark. Fortunately, the intelligence of crows is not low among animals. After being transformed into a faculty, it appears to be smarter. It can be induced by the faculty. , To deliver the host where you want to go.
It is best to determine the destination before jumping, so that you can save time in this dark world and reduce the consumption of power. On the contrary, finding an exit during the jump is equivalent to paying a lot of power. roaming. It is easier to find the exit at the time and place where the light and shadow are obvious, and jumping in the wild at night is not a good choice. When the shadow becomes thin or connected, it takes double time and effort to confirm the door to go out. In addition to considering the strength of the "door" itself, it is also necessary to confirm whether the world outside the "door" is safe. Breaking into a certain "door" is likely to cause the "door" to be broken, and there is no bones left, or the real material world corresponding to the door is an extremely harsh environment that cannot be survived.
No matter what you consider, although shadow jumping has great mobility, it is equally dangerous.
This time, although we have been prepared long ago, our situation is still not very good. Unlike the ordinary people who were sent away before, something abnormal is likely to occur in the actual range of the predetermined coordinates, which greatly increases the difficulty of searching for the "door". We wandered in this endless darkness, as if a long time had passed, and as if only a moment had passed, this contradiction in time made me feel a kind of mental pain, this kind of pain may not be felt by Sakiya and others. of. In this process, the consumption of power is very intense, and the quark has to continue to move forward in a way similar to "cruising" or "drifting".
I kept taking out greystone from my pocket to replenish my strength, while trying my best to sense the demon and try to make chain judgment and "circle" perception in this dark and different space. However, in this space, it seems that apart from us, there is no substance, nor any movement of Ranwen.
I gave up the perception of the outside world and focused my mind on the magic pattern to ease my mental pain. Greystone's power flowed into the magic lines continuously. For a while, I felt that my body became completely transparent, like a mass of air, but the presence of magic lines became stronger, as if it replaced this body and stored the soul.
Even so, the structure of the magic pattern is still incomprehensible. Although the term "structure" is used, in fact, it cannot be understood by any existing discipline. It is not a number, a formula, a building, a stroke, or anything that can be elaborated in detail. It is indescribable and indescribable. Although according to the understanding of material science, everything should have its own mechanism of existence. This mechanism is realized by forming a certain structure through certain rules, but the magic pattern is something that transcends this concept.
It may make people think of the word "structure" for the first time, but it cannot describe this kind of "structure". The more I look at it and try to analyze it, the word "structure" is gradually losing its reason for existence. This kind of situation can only give rise to incomparable awe and fear from the heart-this is god, devil, god, death... No, it should be said that it can only be described by the concept of "all-dimensional, all-dimensional, omniscient and omnipotent" Existence, something made for a certain purpose.
Although the perception of the operation of the magic pattern this time is clearer than the previous few times, the understanding has not changed in the number of Ranwen Novel Network-in the magic pattern I have, there are known three switches that control The diversion of power. However, with the clarification of the concept of "switch", I seem to be able to try to adjust the flow of power.
This is a kind of conscious operation. The switch to the body and the magic pattern itself is reversed, and most of the graystone power is injected into the branch of the "devil".
I don’t know how long it has passed, and it seems that the effect has really appeared. The power consumed by drifting and cruising has not changed much, but the continuity has become stronger. However, in this different space where the concept of time does not exist or exists but contradictory, the judgment of the effect is just a subjective feeling. The royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty will kill the gods at night, the **** seal, the throne seeks the devil, proud of the world, the strongest in the Ninth Heaven God Seal Throne Seeking Devil Ao Shi Ninth Heaven is the strongest abandoning Shao Da Zhou imperial clan.
I don’t know how long it took, and I have given up my original goal setting. There are no more than a hundred graystones on my body. As long as the existence and stability of the "door" can be determined, as well as the safety of the external reality environment, no matter where it leads, it must go out.
Driven by this idea, Quark finally found a qualified "door".
Even if I use the perception of the enchanter, I cannot outline the shape and color of the door in my mind. It is no different from the endless darkness, or it is a part of the darkness itself. Just use the shadow jumping ability of quark to be able to return to reality from this place.
The dome that wrapped us rushed in, and when I felt it again, it was already on the ground. After the cloak was uncovered, our eyes suddenly opened up. We found ourselves standing in a cave somewhere in the forest. The cold rain was pouring down outside. There was only a silent sound of rain in the whole world. However, even this continuous rain It was also impossible to tear through the ash-like mist that permeated the mountains and forests.
I can’t see anything 20 meters away, and I can’t determine my position. I can only see the endless gray fog rolling when I raise my head. It seems very thin and translucent, but I can’t see it. The sky can't even see the appearance of the tree crown, only occasional flashes of flash passing by, the sky and the earth become pale, and then the thunder rolls in, and then it turns into dead ashes.
This world is so monotonous, depressed and lonely, it makes people feel a kind of fear and sadness that erodes the soul.
We walked out of the cave, and the rain quickly wetted our whole body. The feeling of being wet is not an illusion. No matter the touch or smell, it is extremely real. I say that because I already know where it is. Sakuya stretched out his hands and took some rainwater.
"It's cold..." she said.
"Where is this place?" Engels looked blank. He turned around for a week, raised his head to face the rain, rubbed his hands, "We are still in town, halfway up the mountain, I have already smelled this smell. For decades."
We are not on the top of the mountain, nor in the town. This unusual and familiar world is a temporary data hedge space in the tomb area. Although drifting in the shadow world for a long time, to others who cannot share perception with quark, it seems to be just a momentary thing. We did rush out of the apartment, but whether it was the design of Little Sent or the accidental entry, it was in line with my expectations of changes in the situation.
"Check your weapons." I reminded.
Others came back to their senses, except for me, everyone entered the temporary data hedging space for the first time, so when they found their weapons and some documents, even some less important things were missing When it was over, his complexion couldn't help but become complicated. Now, in our party, only the envoy quark, the magic lotus and a knife-shaped critical weapon are left.
Except for Dorothy, who is wearing gloves, Jung's talents, magic patterns, and superpowers are completely inoperable.
"Am I dreaming? Didn't we escape?" Engels couldn't believe what was in front of him, his face turned pale, and it could be seen that the confrontation with Irene over the years has not been eliminated. His fear, on the contrary, made him feel more powerless.
"It's not dreaming." I said: "Our bodies have also come into this world. Why do we lose some things... Maybe it's a permission problem, or it's because the world is still flawed."
"Permissions? What permissions?" Engels asked blankly.
"This is what the owner of this world allows or does not allow... This world was built by sacrificing human beings, so of course there is a will to manage the world." According to my own understanding, I roughly Engels explained it, and then threw the "Miao Dharma Lotus" into Jung's hands.
After losing the ability of chain judgment, my shooting ability plummeted. Instead, Jung, who had been on the battlefield, was able to exert its power. The magical lotus flower can exist in this world, which means that its existence is as special as the envoy. Its structure is no different from the boundary weapon. The only special place lies in the S2 organ. Whether the knife-shaped critical weapon also exists because of the same particularity, or is it just because it was held by Dorothy with the gloved right hand, this fashion cannot be judged.
"What should we do now? How can we get out of here?" Engels asked, raising his feet, mud spots on his shoes and trousers, and he muttered to himself: "It's not a dream, it's really here. Not a dream..."
"Crow, you know better about this place, what do you think?" Jung asked. Although entering this world seems a bit sudden, his expression is the same as usual. At this time, he has a kind of stability. The power of the human heart. He fiddled with "Miaofa Lianhua", raised the muzzle of his gun and glanced in the distance. This gun is heavy, he must hold it with two hands.
"There is a gate on the top of the mountain of this world to enter Irene’s nightmare world. I plan to go there. Dorothy will follow me. You better return to reality from another road. This place is Mar Jones The home base, their members must know how to get in and out of this world.” I said, “If you find a highway, maybe you can take a bus to enter the temporary data hedge space in the dock area, and then take a boat from the dock to the depths of the lake. See the dock in the real world."
"Bus?" Engels was a little dazed.
"When you see it, you know that the driver is a demon." I said.
"Evil, devil? Am I really dreaming?" Engels smiled bitterly.
"That door should be very important to the Mar Jones family. Is it only you two?" Jung looked at me and Dorothy with questioning eyes.
"It should be okay. The enemy is a guy in a black robe and a monster called a donkey lock. Last time we were bare-handed, so we didn’t know what to do with them, this time maybe." I scratched the quark standing on my shoulder. It shook its feathers very uncomfortably, and shook the rain at my face, "They built that gate to open up the channel with Irene’s nightmare world, but this time they found the altar of that world. , The importance of that door has been weakened to a certain extent, and in order to turn the banquet into a sacrifice, a lot of elite forces should be deployed."
"This is just a guess, if you decide, I won't stop it, but I hope you can be careful~IndoMTL.com~The battle has just begun." Jung said.
"Don't worry." I looked at Sakuya, who had been silent, "I'm sorry, I can't take you there this time."
"It's okay. I understand." Sakiya raised her lowered head, her eyes bright, "I will help you find the location of the altar, don't you want to save Marceau?"
"I'm sorry." When I said these three words, I couldn't help but laugh. I didn't know how I was feeling at this moment, or why I said these words. Speaking of which, when was the last time this sentence was said, I can't remember.
I recalled the first time I saw this girl, a person was silently on duty in the evening classroom. He was clearly let go of pigeons and was bullied, but he still insisted on saying good things for those people. Recalling the figure who was parasitized by the devil in order to help a friend, but still forced a smile to leave alone. Thinking back to the figure who thought he couldn't do anything and threw himself in my arms and wept bitterly.
She once decided to help some people, but no matter how hard she tried, she had to accept her limits. It's the same now, but her eyes are always bright.
I like these eyes.