Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 437: Gathering

I guess that the gray thread is the devil’s body, or the manifestation of its power, which can make everything that this power passes through become a part of itself. In any case, the spread of the gray silk thread is accelerating, as if every inch of coverage and every security guard swallowed will increase its strength.

If this continues, maybe the entire research institute will be transformed, and it will be more difficult to escape by then. If its existence is restricted, it is likely that it will die together with the research institute after completely transforming it.

While making this judgment, a security guard suddenly gave up long-range suppressive fire and jumped towards us. Its movements did not escape my monitoring. I almost jumped up at the same time as it, using the pseudo-swift high speed to use the arm as a sharp blade, inserted it into its head, and then pushed its body towards the security guard ahead. , Using arrogant power to use the security guards in his hands as weapons, directly smashing the security guards in the corridor. These security guards crowded in the corridor retreated like a tide, and suddenly squeezed their companions at the end of the line into the mouth of the devil. The gray thread swallowed them, spreading faster, and it will be faster, because there were too many security guards flooding this corridor before, but it became congested due to limited space.

I ignored the stumbling security guards and waved the cooled radioactive ash particle resonance device toward the elevator again. After the violent oscillation, the ground of this elevator was finally destroyed, and a large amount of debris fell into the gap of the black hole below. The structure of the entire elevator also began to falter.

In the non-dead-angle vision of the chain judgment, there are only less than ten security guards that have not been completely swallowed, and the gray silk thread begins to cross the front security guard. I picked up Omi and started the pseudo-speed sweep. A brain got into the gap in the ground before the elevator completely collapsed.

Deeper darkness envelops us, the speed of falling is accelerating, and it is not clear how far we will fall. The increasing speed and the feeling of unreliability give rise to fear. The brain hardware once again began the work of transforming emotions. After three seconds, there was a huge noise above the head. The sound quickly rushed past us, echoing in the dark falling passage, and then a large number of fragments fell. The defensive force field that surrounded me and Omi was worn away, pushed away, and hit the side wall of the passage, making a sound like rain.

In the field of view of chain determination. Those gray silk threads were chasing after us, spreading along the wall of the descending passage, not only that, but also penetrated the floors above, and spread directly through the floor. Our free fall speed is faster than the spreading speed of the gray silk thread. When the elevator entrance of the four underground floors appeared in the visual field of the chain judgment, the brain hardware finally gave the best course of action. The gate of the entrance and exit is also made of a structure. After using the vibration shock, I must slow down the landing speed to avoid entering the vibration range. But the distance and speed of deceleration must also be mastered. Oscillation shock should be used at least twice, during which time it cannot go deep into the oscillation range. Nor can it be caught up by the gray silk thread.

Only one chance, I waved the radioactive gray particle resonance device at the landing point marked on the retina screen. Then launch a pseudo-speed sweep to step on the wall, changing the free fall motion into a rotating run around the descending channel. Using the hovering on the wall of the descending channel, I can adjust the distance between myself and the dangerous area above and below at any time. The oscillation was as expected, and failed to break through the elevator door that entered the floor at one time. However, the aftermath of the oscillation spread along the wall in the descending passage. For a time, I felt that what I was stepping on was not a hard structural substance, but A soft sponge. This illusion made me have to repeatedly adjust my strength in order to fit the best speed and course of action given by the brain hardware.

When the radioactive gray particle resonance device has cooled down, the gray thread above is closer to me and Omi. I waved the radioactive ash particle resonance device for the second time, and when the oscillation did not disappear, I began to gradually deepen the oscillation range. Omi’s body was a little unbearable, her skin was cracked, and a large number of capillaries leaked blood, which made her look like she was seriously injured, but I couldn’t stop. The oscillations transmitted in the descending channel also play a role in hindering the gray silk thread. Moreover, with the passage of time, the oscillations have gradually decreased. In the calculation of the brain hardware, as long as they act accurately according to the plan, they can enter the fourth underground level before Omi is really fatally injured.

Omi’s mouth, nose, and ears began to bleed, but she did not show any pain, she was still so calm, leaning obediently in my arms, looking at the gray silk thread above from time to time. In the panoramic view of the chain determination, the gray silk threads were only ten centimeters away from us.

The second oscillating shock disappeared, and Omi was not fatally injured as planned by the brain hardware, but looked very serious, but he could not withstand the third oscillating shock. We are very close to the door. After two shocks, the door has been twisted and cracked to a considerable extent. I no longer control the speed of falling. The gray silk thread has chased my back heel. I can wash and feel the gloomy feeling coming from there, like a sharp mouth desperately inhaling, trying to draw us past.

I stepped directly on the wall, rushed to the door that was about to collapse with the momentum of an arrow from the string, and hit it directly with my body. We suddenly pulled away from the feeling of being swallowed, which allowed me to keep hitting the door to create enough time. Like a firing pin, I bounced back and forth on the opposite wall between the gate and the gate, bombarding the gate with my body and fists time and time again. After a breath, I finally smashed through the door and rolled into the floor holding Omi.

The retina screen began to display the damage value of the body, but I didn't have time to pay attention to it, and I continued to start the pseudo-speed sweeping forward for a while. Above our heads, the gray silk thread is about to seep out of the ceiling. The situation on the floor is almost the same as that on the upper floor. There is no lighting, and voices, footsteps, and fighting sounds can be heard from afar in the darkness. These voices reverberated in the space and became a little fuzzy. From time to time we saw the remains of the security guards, and from time to time new security guards rushed towards us.

After analyzing these sounds, the brain hardware gives a new route, only places that will not pass this route. I will directly destroy these security guards with an oscillating impact, and at other times I just rush and smash arbitrarily, directly smashing into a channel. When the gray silk thread penetrated from the ceiling, all the security guards who jumped up were pulled close to the alienated ceiling like a living body, and were chewed and swallowed.

The avatars on the retina screen were lit up one by one, and I finally got in touch with them. The previous sounds were made by them. By listening to the sound, you can know that they are fighting and fleeing. Although they don't know why they arrived on this floor first, it seems that they haven't encountered the elementary life, Eruka and wizards who should be hiding here. This is really bad news. If they ran away first, then this research institute would become our grave instead.

"Gaochuan?" The sound of the file came.

"It's me. Have you found the elementary life?" During the questioning, I had already seen them in the vision of the chain judgment.

I rushed into the security guards who were chasing them, lifted them to the ceiling, or grabbed them by the legs and threw them up. Any security guards who touched the ceiling could not escape. They are also doing the same thing. Father Xi Sen’s superpowers are the most efficient at this time, clearing the way for our convergence in the blink of an eye.

"No." The file answered my previous question, "What happened?"

"This is a trap." I hugged Omi and landed in the team, swinging the radioactive ash particle resonance device forward. The gray silk thread has begun to spread from the ceiling to the wall. The speed is very fast, it erodes this layer from top to bottom. Without finding the expected elemental life. There is almost no so-called safe zone, I can only try to use the power of critical weapons to hinder the erosion of the gray silk thread.

The gray thread within the chain determination range has stagnated. When the oscillation disappeared, the gray silk thread in the oscillation range had retracted to the ceiling, and a large space was freed up for us to transfer.

"Come on," Father Xi Sen urged.

We started to move at a slow speed because the radioactive ash particle resonance device was required to open the circuit every some distance, during which we had to wait for the critical weapon to cool down. Through continuous oscillation and impact, although the erosion speed of the gray thread has been slower than before, it is still deepening at a slow rate as a whole. In order to ensure the energy supply, I had to eat the nutrient blocks I saved. Omi's injury began to improve, and she was able to walk on her own after a while. This recovery speed was surprisingly fast compared to the physique of an ordinary person. She turned the suitcase into a weird instrument and performed operations that no one could understand. At this time, I began to explain to others what we had encountered before and my own conjectures.

The conspiracy theory against Shah is the most accepted conclusion. However, they did not show too much emotion. Up to now, we can only take one step at a time.

When only the last nutrient block was left, Omi finally spoke: "They are still here."

Who are they referring to? Everyone will come over in an instant. With all the exits blocked, the only ones who are trapped here with us are the elementary beings who don't know what they are doing. If we still have a chance to live, it must be in them. Nowadays, the devil's erosion of this layer is very serious, even if the radioactive ash particle resonance device is used, it is like drinking a dove to quench thirst. However, since the elementary life is still active in this layer, it proves that they can at least survive, even if it is different from what I expected, they are just barely maintained as we are, but as long as we merge with them, in order to survive , They should not oppose cooperation. Combining our strengths and using them interactively, the possibility of successfully leaving the institute will still be greater than going alone.

"Where are they?" the file asked.

"In a room, we are already very close to where they are."

Omi began to guide us to a certain room on this floor. Except for the space opened up by the oscillating shock, the gray silk thread has covered the ground, which makes the effect of the oscillating shock even weaker, just like the devil has already Focus all energy on us. It was very difficult for us to move forward. The room was not far from us, but it allowed us to walk for a full ten minutes. In the meantime, we even had to compress the distance between everyone to the edge of the oscillation range. Omi's actions became reluctant, and I was supported by my arms.

When the gray silk thread reduced our foothold to only ten meters, we saw the same room full of gray silk thread. At first glance, it has been completely corroded by the gray silk thread. It’s hard to believe that there are survivors inside, but if you look closely, you will find that although the wall has become like the internal organs of a creature, the gate is very normal. After the gray thread reaches the gate, it seems to be fighting hard with some kind of resistance. .

I waved the radioactive ash particle resonance device and directly destroyed the door. After receiving the shock of the vibration, the gray thread retreated slightly from the wall of the room. Taking this opportunity, we rushed into the room. However, there was no one in the room.

"They're not here!" Locke cried out in despair. He pressed **** his shoulder, where the wound was deep. Almost cut off his arm. There were more or less injuries on the fire, Jung, and the file. Only Father Xi Sen was still intact. I don't know what kind of battle they encountered before arriving here, but the strength of their opponents should not be weaker than the enemies I faced.

Although his body is full of scars, it is only now that Locke alone can't suppress negative emotions. The file yelled at Locke: "Calm down!" Locke seemed to be awakened. A little dejected, stood alone. He really should calm down, because even if he didn't see the elementary life, he should be able to notice the difference in this room. Although the external condition of the room is very bad. But there is no gray thread in the room.

Obviously, in this space that seems to be no different from other rooms. It is full of some kind of power that can resist the erosion of gray silk thread. This shows that Omi's detection did not go wrong. As for why this happens. I have already guessed.

"Is it a temporary data hedging space?" I asked.

Omi nodded, already operating the instrument for further detection. The temporary data hedging space where she left the arena before relied on a similar method, and I believe she will definitely be able to do it this time.

"Temporary data to hedge the space?" Jung nodded thoughtfully. "It shouldn't be the type attached to the institute itself, but the elementary life created by itself, otherwise it would be impossible to resist the force that serves as the institute's ultimate defense. "

"It's really a cold sweat." When Father Sisson said this, his expression didn't have the fear in the words, and he still maintained the kind of calm and confident smile, which made people think whether he was really panicked.

"Strictly speaking, this is not the most dangerous situation I have encountered in the dominance bureau." The fire escape was also very calm, he pulled a chair and sat down and began to organize his equipment.

"Calm down? Locke." File's face was a little unhappy, "You let everyone see a joke."

"Sorry, Captain." Locke replied feebly, "We lost a lot this time. That **** bitch..."

"After you go out, you can **** her thousands of times." The file sneered: "If you don't mind using that inorganic body as a masturbation device."

"We have no reason to ask her for cross-examination." Jung shook his head, "Although I also think this is a conspiracy, but you can't prove that she deceived us, she can claim that all this is accidental. From the beginning , She has always claimed to be an ordinary researcher, and we cannot prove her true identity."

"Moreover, she transformed us." The file nodded, "No matter what the result is, we must continue to cooperate with her, otherwise it will be a real loss."

"Looking at this action as her test of us, I will feel better, Locke." She said with an expression of no big deal, "Aren't you mercenaries? This kind of intelligence mismatch should be experienced. More than once? If you have to complain every time you get into trouble because of this, I really doubt how you survived until now."

Locke didn't speak, but spit heavily.

"I found ~IndoMTL.com~Omi's voice made our attention turn to her. She stood up, looked around everyone and said, "The entrance to this temporary data hedge space is not closed. "She cast her gaze out of the door. Although she has no ability to determine the chain, after getting used to the darkness, she can still see the vein-like gray thread on the opposite wall from the room.

"Miss Omi, do you mean..." Jung asked thoughtfully: "When you come in from the doorway, you enter the room. If you walk out of this doorway, you will enter the temporary data hedging space?"

"Don't try?" Omi said, turning the instrument back into the suitcase and carrying it in his hand. He was about to go out, but was stopped by Father Xi Sen.

"It is not a gentleman's job to let a lady lead the battle." He smiled and walked towards the door of the room first. We looked at each other and filed out behind him.

The field of vision changes at the moment of stepping out of the door, replacing the corridors and walls covered with gray threads in a magnificent hall. The two ends of the spindle-shaped body as the central pillar merge with the floor and the zenith as if it were cast directly from a mold. All the materials that make up the hall are a kind of material with metallic luster but non-metallic texture and a touch of flesh and blood.

Obviously very clean, but can smell blood. (To be continued...)