Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 664: Dislocation of knowledge and action

The light-shaped arrow of "Potato" was entangled with layers of gray "spider silk", and it was not allowed to advance, and then it was disintegrated into countless white light fragments. This is a spell performed by the elite wizards of the three elite wizards. The female elite wizard has a physique and wrestling palmistry. The hair color and length, as well as the contour of the face are also very similar, although the face is covered. The face mask with spider web patterns is the biggest difference from the appearance and feel of the wrestler.

The spell she used should be the same as the super-mass gun of the first elite wizard killed by us. It is a personality spell representing her identity. From the appearance and operation method, it is similar to Sakuya’s gray silk. They are very similar, but there should be quite a big difference in their internal abilities. However, just from the appearance of the phenomenon, this guy is almost like a combination of wrestler and Sakiya.

At the moment when the light arrow was destroyed, eight people, including me, the file, the wrestler, the potato, the tattoo, the vomiting man, the tyrant, and the hippie, galloping in the same direction from every corner, finally gathered together. Less than ten meters ahead, the gray mist released by the wizards formed a piece, and there were a large number of gray spider silks woven into a net to block the periphery, completely obscuring the wizards. I took out my revolver and shot six bullets in one breath. The speed of the bullets was very fast, but in the retina screen, when these bullets passed through the spider silk mesh, the gray spider silk suddenly shifted and intercepted on the trajectory. These special bullets were cut into several small pieces and stuck firmly in the web. The destructive power of spider silk spells on the material level is very powerful. If the body is not as hard as these bullets, it will basically only be asking for trouble.

The potatoes, blood-spitting man, Rimula, and hippies next to me jumped up, trying to break through the enemy's interception from above, while the tattoo suddenly turned, intending to go around the gray fog and spider web. As for me and the file, they rushed forward and kept the wrestler behind. The gray mist is surging, I know, the magic effect has been produced, because the chain judgment has just lost the position of the wizards. Just because the gray mist has swallowed them. Whether it was jumping from above or going around from the side, it was impossible to catch those guys.

The light arrow of the potato condenses and shoots from his body again, like long white bands pierced into the gray cobweb and gray fog. This time, after the spider web tore these light arrows. The gray mist is slightly recessed inward. Just like a rebound after being subjected to high pressure, countless ball-shaped objects rushed towards the four people leaping in the air. Just as the potatoes, the vomiting man, and the hippie crossed their arms and assumed a stance, the tyrant stretched out their hands. Without any signs of phenomena, the ball-like objects that rushed towards them staggered their original trajectories, revealing an open road that was enough for four people to break into it.

On the other side, the tattoo seemed to realize that the wizards were all hiding in the gray mist, and she stopped halfway. Pressing the arm full of tattoos on the floor, the tattoos on her arm seemed to come alive and quickly flowed into the ground, spreading towards the gray mist.

Everyone is trying to penetrate the enemy’s defenses through their own methods, no matter what kind of ghost idea these wizards indented into the gray mist like tortoises to passively counterattack, if they can’t destroy this defensive posture, There is no way to stop the other party. The file does not fall behind, and the critical weapon high-frequency pan-domain cutting device is swung. Chop on the web without hesitation. In the vibration that even the air seemed to be trembling, the blade cut the spider silk like butter, cutting out a hole in the dense fog that made people unable to see the things in it. However, that's all, the fog is also good. Cobwebs are also good, and will not be destroyed by being cut open. At the next moment, as if stimulated, more than a dozen spears were shot out of the gray fog. Close to the vital part of the file.

For others, it doesn’t matter whether you attack or counterattack. The frequency is very fast, but it is completely different in my retina screen. Observable objects are played slowly on the retinal screen in the form of images. The tip of the gun shot out of the gray fog, although not as slow as a snail, is far below my ability to react. I reached out and grabbed the shoulder of the file, and pulled her back. I crossed her and blocked the front, and hit the tip of the spear that was blasting out with a fist.

When my fist hit the tip of the spear, the spear bends, but its toughness prevents it from breaking at the first time. Except for this spear, other spear points are stuck on my body. These long guns made of gray fog have extremely high texture and firing speed, but they still can't pose enough threat to my prosthetic body. I took a step forward again with a long spear, pulled out two short blades with both hands, and cut off the curved barrel of the gun. At the same time, several other members of the mysterious organization also approached the gray fog in their own ways. Range attack.

The potatoes, the vomiting man, the Rimula, and the hippies falling from the air, drove straight along the route opened by Rimula, and the hippies who took the lead suddenly released a violent electric current, bursting out a dazzling light, and a beating electric arc. It spread all over the spider silk all at once, and even seeped into the gray mist along the direction of the spider silk. The cobweb trembles violently, and the blood-vomiting man takes this opportunity to twist around his body. In a moment, he loses the shape of the human body and turns into a huge screw, pierced into the web's mesh.

The spider silk seems to be paralyzed by the strong electric current released by the hippies, trying to wind the screw to strangle it, but it seems weak. When the screw touched the spider silk, it was inevitably also affected by the current released by the hippies, but with the current that entangled itself, it burrowed into the fog again. From the difficulty of its actions, it can be seen that these gray mists are not so easy to deal with, and there is a kind of power to resist the intrusion of foreign objects. In addition, the gray fog concealed the various internal changes. It is difficult to predict what will happen if you continue to go deeper. It is undoubtedly a very risky move to break into it with a tough attitude like a blood-vomiting man. However, the vomiting blood man may only be able to do this, because his "mystery" may be the way it is displayed at this time, which belongs to the close-range attack mode of physical changes.

As for the other three who chose to attack from the air together, under the "mysterious" power of Rimula, hovering around the spider web, waiting for the electric current and the screw to attack. At this moment, the tattoo pattern released by the tattoos that came aside was about to enclose the entire gray fog, but it did not directly touch the spider web and gray fog. At this time, the pattern circle that was about to close, looked like a The magic circle that is about to bind the gray mist group-although it is very different from the conventional magic circle in the occult in the details.

After severing the spear that pierced through the gray mist, I took advantage of the cobweb's appearance of being paralyzed by the electric current, and again swung my double-edged blades to split the cobweb into a big hole enough to penetrate it. The electric current crawls all over my body along the blade, but this level of electric current may be effective for other people, but it is not worth mentioning for me. Both the filer and the wrestler stopped their attacks because of the current spreading along the spider silk to the gray mist group, but I went one step further and broke into the gray mist. What followed was a viscous resistance. It wraps around the prosthetic body, and presents a trend of strengthening as the prosthetic body advances. I finally understood why the screws of the vomiting male avatar seemed a little strenuous after being inserted into the gray mist.

There is a cloud of mist in the gray fog. It is doubtful that even if something is placed close at hand, it is difficult to see clearly, but this illusion gives people a deep feeling, perhaps an illusion. This is because the gray mist group only covers an area of ​​ten meters in the outside world, but after entering it, it feels that it has no end.

Regardless of the retina screen or the chain determination, the wizards cannot be observed in this gray fog. Although the cobwebs and gray fog will counterattack us, the intensity is much lower than expected, and it seems very conservative and rigid. Obviously it is the spell of an elite wizard, and the power of more than a dozen formal wizards. But just hit by the electric current released by the hippies, it seems a little weak. If this is because the wizards did not take our attacks at heart and were merely passive defenses, then what exactly did their free energy be used for?

I will move on again. An alarm popped up on the retina screen, indicating that the distance data of the prosthetic body moved was wrong, and my feelings and actual behavior had been distorted. I probably already understand the characteristics of this gray fog, even though it looks like the original gray fog. However, the phenomenon of spells has indeed been produced, but these spells do not show an external image that can be observed by the naked eye. Once someone breaks into this gray fog. It will immediately produce sensory illusions and a sense of distance, thinking that you are advancing, but in fact it is not. This means that if you can’t perceive, or even solve the dislocation of senses and behavior, this piece actually only occupies a very small area. The gray mist makes people feel as broad as the vast world.

This spell is not aggressive, at least, after entering the gray fog, I did not feel any signs of active attack. Even the attacks encountered in the periphery of the gray fog, whether it was a spider web, a spherical substance, or a spear, seemed to be a counterattack only after being attacked, and there was also no sign of an active attack. The wizards are hiding in the gray mist of passive defense, and they must be preparing something. Maybe it was a powerful attack against the protectors of our core areas, or maybe it was the power to crack the tower. I think maybe I should save effort and wait for them to complete their plans. If you are outside of the gray fog, you will inevitably lose your eyes when you fish in the muddy waters. However, after entering the gray fog, even if you stop and wait, there are many excuses to hide.

I was not the only one who entered the gray mist. The vomiting man who turned into a screw entered here earlier than me, and naturally he could detect the abnormality of this gray mist.

Despite the decision, I took out my revolver and stayed in place to reload. Even if I want to release these wizards temporarily, nothing is in line with my aesthetics at all. I decided to give them a little motivation and tell them that whatever they want to do, give me time. Of course, if the bullet can't advance in this gray mist, it will at least allow me to gather more information about this spell. I think that in the days to come, I will not encounter this spell only once.

According to the initial entry position and the gray fog contour obtained after observation from the outside, I re-adjusted the shooting direction. Six bullets will hit the brain hardware to determine where the wizard is most likely to exist. However, the interference of the gray fog on the enemies who invade this area is also increasing simultaneously. It does not only increase with the depth of the distance, even if staying in the same position, as time goes by, the deviation of senses and actions will become more and more magnified.

I have stopped thinking in the original brain. Although the original brain is already in the second sequence, its operation information will still be transmitted to the brain hardware and interfere with it. And the effect of this gray mist on the senses is undoubtedly directed at the human brain. When I stopped the work of the original brain, the deviation of behavior was immediately corrected. The hardware firewall of the brain could resist even the power of the devil, not to mention only the wizarding spells of this degree.

I mechanically adjusted the arm, and six virtual targets appeared in the gray fog image on the retina screen. After the front sight was locked on the target, I pulled the trigger. After the bullet flew out of the muzzle, it immediately disappeared in the misty gray fog. I couldn't hear the gunshots, and the traces of the bullet's flight were wiped out by the surging gray fog after a short while. I can't even tell if the bullet hit the target. In such an environment, once someone is attacked. Before being actually hit. Probably there is no sign of it, but the gray mist that fills the body may turn into an offensive spell at any time, which is equivalent to the person who enters here is surrounded by the spell that is ready to be launched at any time. There is no room for dodge at all.

Under the control of the brain hardware, the prosthetic body really moves, and the viscous resistance is much reduced than initially felt. At this time, the prosthetic body tends to be almost useless. Probably because this kind of power also acts on feelings on a large scale. I didn't go directly to the center of the gray fog, but gradually went deeper around the arc, and the revolver shot up, shot, repeated shots, and then shot out. The gray mist did not counterattack due to my attack, nor did there appear more movements. It just surrounded me, undulating heavily.

Me in the fog. The contact with the fog outside is completely interrupted. The fog in the visible places around me is not moving. It does not mean that the fog in other places will not react, but even if there is a reaction. I can't perceive it either. Perhaps the files, wrestlers and other members of the mysterious organization have also been unable to bear to enter the gray fog, perhaps they are still staying outside, helpless in the face of the silent gray fog. Maybe they are bearing the counterattack of the gray mist, and cannot advance or retreat in hesitation. In either case. I don't plan to bother about it. I just wandered in the gray mist, waiting for the wizards to move next.

And this silent waiting time was shorter than I expected. It was only about five minutes. The depressing gray mist suddenly fluctuated. It ups and downs, flows, rotates, and churns, and the chaotic world seems to be heating up, gradually It boils. And at this time, I have been interspersed in the gray fog several times, but not even a wizard hit, the gray fog is not large, at least when I came in, and the route I interspersed through the brain hardware According to accurate calculation, the probability of encountering a wizard is estimated to be more than 80%. However, there is less than 20% of the possibility that it happened. This situation is naturally very abnormal.

I know that something must have happened, but it is isolated by the gray fog and cannot be sensed and observed. The turbulence of the gray fog at this time is just a phenomenon that has deepened the changes that have taken place before. Among the possibilities of causing this situation, there are two most probable ones. One is that the attack and oppression of the gray mist has reached a certain limit, and the other is that the wizards are about to complete their plans. Either way, it makes me feel that it is time to leave this gray fog. Keep staying here, once Grey Mist's spell shape changes, it will become a target.

I started the pseudo-speed sweep, and used the gray fog outline before entering as the standard to determine the shortest exit route. When I was galloping, the turbulence of the gray mist also took a step up in a short time. The viscous resistance that really acts on the body rose straight, but the gray mist itself occludes the field of view more and more weakened, making people feel that this piece of gray mist is changing. Got thinner. Before I completely escaped from the gray fog, I observed two vague figures, and the other side also noticed each other at the same time. After the action was paused, the course of action began to converge.

I ignored the two of them, and directly broke out of the gray fog, and the hazy vision suddenly became clear, and the surrounding scenery was more severely damaged compared with the beginning of entering. The chain determination took effect again, allowing the retina screen to re-lock the images of the two mysterious organization members~IndoMTL.com~The wrestler is one of them, but the file is not among them, and the other is "potato". The wizard did not come out either. Except for this place, the rest of the core area was still very calm. The energy cycle leading to the tower was working as usual, and the people in the other three passages showed no sign of returning. The intensity of the fighting there has been weakened. Many, the remaining 51st District soldiers have very few signs, and even the signs of members of the mysterious organization are in a silent state-although it is impossible to tell whether they are really dead, it may be that they are no longer moving. This state of silence also gave people an unusual feeling. The battles in the three passages were obviously unexpected. Although the people of the Doomsday Shinrikyo still did not penetrate the core area, they definitely did not make the defense line there feel relaxed.

The external fluctuations of the gray fog are more intense than the internal ones. The offensive spells formed from the surface of the gray fog have suppressed the wrestlers and potatoes. This kind of attack is no longer the original defensive counterattack, but more active. I have seen tentacles, flames, frost, ball bullets, snake ropes, corrosive liquids, huge palms... a series of spell forms and phenomena that erupt like a machine gun. Wrestlers and potatoes can’t even get close to ten meters away from the gray fog. The area is pulling away in an embarrassing manner. However, after obtaining their physical data on the retina screen, it was discovered that the most serious injuries were not caused by spells. The wounds were more like being hit by bullets, and the spells gushing out of the gray mist at this time did not cause any damage. This type of bullet wound. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (m) to vote for recommendation and monthly pass. Your support is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to m to read.)