Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 634: Realm Walk Eight

"Matter in Consciousness", this description seems to be self-contradictory, but it is not so difficult to understand when it is placed in the framework of the entire doomsday illusion. The "material" in this world is not the original meaning, and its root is closer to "recognized as material." "Matter" and "non-material", in this world, whether it is a normal world or an ideological world, the boundaries are extremely ambiguous, and this may be the key to the mystery of the "gray particles" ruling the bureau, and it is also all matter. And the secret of non-material transformation.

However, it is impossible for me to resolve this secret. Therefore, I cannot turn myself into "immaterial" and ignore the firepower net that is judged to be "material." Just like now, the bullets fired by the soldiers of the Hank team almost enveloped the entire elevator space. If I were to join the siege of the lady in red, I could not hope that these flying bullets would not hit me. Sakuya's Grey Silk can do it, but these soldiers can't. I can't, like the lady in red, shuttle through the gap of such a fine firepower net in an extraordinary way of being.

Yes, this red shadow-like girl in red is fast and flexible, very different from the past. However, my speed is also very fast, and I never thought that I would not be able to keep up with this red shadow. However, entering the firepower net, relying on the strength of the prosthetic body, and stimulating the acceleration ability of the pseudo-speed sweep by bearing the blow of the bullet, is still not a relaxing behavior. It is true that the brain hardware suppressed my emotions, but this does not mean that I am a rigid machine. Sakiya and Hank's team has formed a stalemate with the girl in red, although it is indeed at a disadvantage. But there will be no decisive results in a short period of time, which is also a trend that can be easily judged. Even if I join in, this situation cannot be completely reversed.

The fast and flexible red shadow, while having the non-material ability of flashing, relying on the eyes to construct passages and so on, can be regarded as proof of its strong adaptability to the ideological world. I don't doubt at all that she is more experienced than a temporary boundary-walker like me, and is more adaptable to this environment. If you want to keep her, it would be difficult to do without the help of Jiang.

The problem is here. Who created this conscious elevator space? Excluding ordinary people like "Jiang", Sakuya and me, and Hank's team, the ugly man and the girl in red are the only ones who can be suspicious. However, no matter which one it is, it means that we have no geographical advantage. Although it is not impossible to defeat an enemy that is obviously more powerful in the enemy's home court, it is also as rare as a miracle.

Whether it is intuition, brain-hardware deduction, and my subjective judgment, I can't fully engage in this battle. I stood at the entrance of the elevator and pulled the trigger of the revolver, chaining the power of judgment. It allows me to clearly lock the red shadow galloping in the firepower net, and accurately determine the shooting route and advance amount. But this only eased the pressure on the soldiers. If you want to completely stop the invasion of Hongying, or even counterattack, you simply can't do it.

To solve this battle, apart from the red lady who is impatient with the deadlock and no real gains, she has to kill everyone in the Hank team and clean up that can really allow Sakiya and I to go all out. The venue. However, I don't want to do this, and I don't think I have a reason to do it.

Killing all the soldiers, including Hank, is not difficult at all. I will not hesitate to rescue them not long ago, because they are soldiers in the 51st district. It's just that I can't find a reason to do this. I told myself that, we are not enemies yet.

Although it is unlikely to be a friend, at this moment, it is not an enemy—even if it is just the world of consciousness.

I can’t be sure. If you die here, will you die in the normal world? However, I am sure that it will definitely not feel good. And this is also the power brought by the mystery of the lady in red. The power of murder in a dream.

My thinking is divergent, and I fired the gun not seriously, just to avoid unexpected deaths of the soldiers. Whenever I think too much, there is always an indescribable feeling. It is a feeling that I can't simply say good or bad, but it just makes me resist, but I have to repeat this state.

I felt more than once that everything in front of me was like an illusion formed by light reflection on water waves, and I was under the water, gazing at the scaly lake.

Something seems to be speaking to me, I didn't hear it, but I can feel it.

Soon, a change interrupted this feeling, and I recovered for a moment, only to realize that the battle with the lady in red was over.

I was a little silent and didn't want to talk. The feeling of loss became clearer and clearer. The reason why I don’t like this feeling is not just because it makes me distracted in the battle, but because, since I entered and exited the boundary three times, especially after I clarified the core will, I seem to be able to feel that whenever I If you wander once, your cohesive will will loosen up. Even if the thoughts when wandering are to warn oneself that they must be strong and the will must be firm, the result is often the opposite of the idea.

Yes, it's so contradictory. This feeling makes me feel good or bad, but my instinct is telling me that this is a worsening condition.

After regaining the core will of "Gaochuan", I once felt that I would not lose my mind anymore, but the facts told me that this understanding was wrong. Because--

This seems to have been part of the special patient "Gao Chuan" of Doomsday Syndrome.

Unless the condition is completely cured, the split personality stops and becomes like ordinary people again, it seems that there is no possibility of stopping.

I deeply feel the deep-rooted contradictions that exist in my self. I don't want to see these contradictions, but I seem to be made up of these contradictions. I want to thoroughly understand these contradictions and make myself simple, stable and hard, but I can't do it. I was so stupid, unable to sort out all my thoughts, and caring about these contradictions made me seem to be sliding down an unreachable abyss.

"She's gone?" After the gunshots stopped completely, after a while, a soldier finally broke the tense atmosphere.

Just three seconds ago. The lady in red got into the eyes of a soldier again. And this soldier was also closely watched by his companions at this time, and his body was even more stiff, and he didn't even have the idea to move. However, compared to the previous continuous and high-speed attack, the three-second interval is too long, which makes people think about whether it has left.

"She's gone." Similarly, after a long silence, Hank answered in the affirmative.

The soldiers, who had always been very tough, chose to trust him after getting a definite answer from the interim chief, and the bones all over their bodies became soft. There are many scars on their bodies. The wounded who were hit hard in Maria’s room were even worse, but no one died for the time being. However, the defense that relied on Sakiya’s help to support them had consumed so much energy that they seemed to be about to Can't get up. Even so, Hank urged them to stand up for the first time: "We must leave this place immediately!"

"The monster is still in our eyes!" A soldier hesitated, but he still knew the fact that everyone knew but was unwilling to accept.

Being hidden in the body of one's own companion, accompanied by a shadow. Enemies who don't know when they will suddenly launch an attack are entangled, but they have no ability to completely drive them out. Even resistance seems reluctant, this situation is extremely bad for anyone, and even a little desperate.

"We can't stay here because of this!" Hank understood the negative thoughts of the soldiers, but didn't agree at all. "You want to be prey to be played, bit by bit by this monster. Or choose to move on and find someone who can help us? This monster is indeed terrible, but. Is the 51st district completely helpless? It may be P. It is not voluntarily coming in being held here!" Han Ke's angry emotions turned into cooling lava, and the hard profile of his face gave him a special temperament at this time. It was this temperament that infected the soldiers and made them support each other to stand up again. Hank said to them: "We can capture it once, and we can capture it a second time." Even though, they are not sure that the other party is P. However, Hank's remarks and firm expression made the soldiers willing to believe that the truth is like this—the 51st District is capable of solving their troubles. As long as they can persist.

"Yes, I don't want to live like a mouse." A soldier said.

"Well, I'm just talking, you know, it got into my eyes just now." Another soldier grinds his teeth, "You know what? It's like knowing your own body There is a fatal tumor. You should be able to understand the suffering of a terminally ill patient."

"Come on, no one's eyes have been pierced by it here!" Another soldier disapproved. However, his words made everyone else want to come. In this temporarily formed team, there were indeed two people who were not attacked by the lady in red. The soldiers' eyes fell on me and Sakiya, and they all carried complex expressions.

"Ms. Sakiya's ability should be able to block the monster the first time it appears?" Hank said to Sakiya in a negotiating tone: "Those gray silks are very useful, if it weren't for you , We absolutely couldn’t stop the monster’s attack before, don’t know how long your ability can last if you keep using it?"

Faced with Hank’s question, Sakiya just turned her head towards me. I nodded, and she said, "It's a long, long time." After all, she had already known what Hank was thinking about and released the grey silk again and enveloped everyone in it. This distance is not too wide, but it is enough for the soldiers to move together in groups. Although doing so will make the Hank team lose its ability to detect, but it is safer in special circumstances.

Sakuya's gray silk, even the bullets flying in a small space can be accurately and timely blocked. There is no safer insurance than this.

"Go." Hank said, and after expressing gratitude to Sakiya for helping out with the soldiers, they all walked out of the elevator.

The moment I stepped out of the elevator entrance, my environment changed again. Pain, dizziness, and ubiquitous business poured into my body like tides. This familiar pain let me know that I have already Entered the boundary line. "Jiang" has already intervened. The sudden negative pressure forced me to stop and adapt until I recovered the feeling of igniting the core will, and let the feeling of burning and pulse rushing in every corner of my body. During several walks of the boundary line, the pressure I felt gradually decreased. Although the current pressure is slightly less than the last time, it still makes me feel very bearable. I can’t speculate about what will happen to Sakiya and Hank’s team after they enter the boundary line. This kind of unknown worries me, but apart from letting them enter together, I can’t think of any way to get out of the elevator space.

I know very well that, at least within the boundary line constructed by "Jiang", any enemy will lose its geographical advantage.

Similarly, I am also very aware of the changes in my boundary. Now I have completely lost the chain judgment ability and brain hardware... No, it seems that the chain judgment has not been completely lost. When I subconsciously activate the chain judgment, the range of induction is expanding. There was a burning pain on the inside of my wrist. There was a second-level magic pattern that seemed to have just been branded, and the two diamonds were like wings.

The second-level magic pattern brings not only the real quick-sweeping super power, but also clearer and stronger than the normal state. Be organized and have a wider scope. It also gives people a clever sense of chain judgment. It is different from the linkage determination that needs to be analyzed and supported by the brain hardware in the normal state. The current linkage determination gives me a brand-new experience. The information it brings is reflected in my mind. There is no brain hardware analysis. The tedious data seems chaotic, but I can know anything I want to know.

I looked up in surprise. A black and white scene is spreading around me with me as the center. The passage I was standing on was eroded and hollowed out by the black and white, leaving only the outline composed of line segments. Not only the dead, but even humans are by my side. Sakiya and Hank's team are like silhouettes made of light and shadow. On the basis of naked eye vision, they are very vague, as if countless tiny squirming particles constitute their bodies, however. Aside from external observations, it gave me a very clear feeling—their bodies seemed to be completely uncovered.

Time in this world seems to be slowing down, because Sakiya and their movements seem to be slow motion. I breathe, my mouth and nose are full of hot breath, as if the water in my body evaporates in the burning. And this black and white scene did not last too long. From the perspective of Sakiya and the others, it was a short time. When I clearly felt my body's weakness and pain rising, the black and white scene once again regarded me as my own. The center shrinks.

"Agawa?" Sakiya's voice reminded me of my trance.

I feel as if I have just woken up from a strange dream, but the weakness of my body tells me that the scene I have seen before is not an illusion, and an intuitive voice is telling me-that is The real chain determination.

Just like the real speed sweep, the real chain judgment is also the power brought by the magic pattern, but it is not super power. If it is to be defined in a certain vocabulary, it may be more accurate to call it "talent". Superpower is mysterious, mystery is incomprehensible, but talent is not, talent is just a kind of comprehensible ability that oneself possesses is amplified to the extreme-that is the power of genius, although its extreme is unbelievable and difficult Understanding, but not unimaginable, unexplainable, unintelligible.

These changes that were only known to the Mageweave messenger can even be called "secrets". In this short period of time, they became my cognition. As far as I know, the only answer that can explain this situation is "the past Gaochuan Information is working." Moreover, I almost subconsciously believe that all the knowledge and power about magic patterns come from the phantom of that young man Gao Chuan.

He is influencing me from a unique perspective, and I cannot and cannot refuse.

"You guys, don't you feel anything wrong?" I asked Sakiya and the soldiers of Hank's team.

"What's wrong?" Hank asked back. He frowned again. I know why he has such an expression because, in his eyes, my image has changed again. Become younger, only sixteen or seventeen years old ~ IndoMTL.com ~ green face, thin body, pale face, like a juvenile patient who just escaped from the intensive care room. If there is no transition in the elevator space, it would be hard to believe that I am the same person by comparing the current me with the normal me.

When I met Long Aotian in the realm line, he recognized me who was so different, but I believe that this is his strength and experience as a realm walker at play.

It's different from me, whether Sakiya, Hank or the others, there is no change in appearance, and it doesn't look like they are under tremendous pressure. They are no different from being in the elevator space.

This is really different treatment.

"Pressure, I feel a lot of pressure, but you don't seem to have anything at all." I said.

"I don't quite understand, but I really don't feel any difference from before." Hank said like this, and when he looked at the other soldiers, the soldiers also said the same. So Hank asked: "Do you mean that the current environment is different from before?" He looked around the passage, shook his head, and said, "I'm sorry, I can't detect it." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome Come to the starting point (m) to vote for recommended votes and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)