Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 755: Night Attack IV

The monsters born in the hearts of the men of the Goat Guild, the monsters with an immortal body to some extent, should be the strongest two of the monsters of this realm born in response to this man, in just a few breaths In the time, it was solved without fighting back. It was not me or Zhen Jiang who killed them, but another personality of Jiang, a woman who claimed to be "Fujie"-that is, I, another wife of top student Gao Chuan.

The last time I saw her, no, I should say, it was the last time in my memory that I clearly felt her presence, and a considerable distance has passed on the timeline-so, maybe not completely accurate At the border of life and death, my perception of time became very vague, so I couldn’t explain it. When I saw the sassy posture suddenly standing on a messy battlefield, my heart surged strongly. Emotion is nostalgia, the joy of reunion, the warmth of realizing that she has been by her side, or something else. The mixed emotions turned into thousands of rushing electric currents, pulsing in my nerves.

I have many things I want to say to her, how strong I want to tell her about my feelings, but in the end I can’t find any words to describe my feelings at this time. So, I just said: "Fu Jiang?" It was terrible, and it seemed as if I didn't care at all. In fact, I really cared very much and wanted to let her know this care clearly.

"Well, it's been a long time, A Chuan, my sweetheart." Fu Jiang showed a hearty smile as always, took out a rubber band from his clothes pocket, and **** his loose long hair. Walked straight towards me. I looked at each other for a long while, and couldn't say anything. The long-awaited reunion vocabulary that has been brewing for a long time, I always feel that it is not appropriate to use it here.

Then, she suddenly grabbed my skirt, pulled me over, and kissed my lips deeply--ah, it was really bad, for a tough man, it should be What I should do. I was even one step ahead of her, and I felt that my face seemed to be hot.

She didn't let me go until I was almost out of breath, licked her lips, glanced at the damaged ground, and looked around at the surrounding environment. Even though the man had died cleanly, he would never survive in the normal world. However, the monsters bred by his entry are still wandering in this realm line.

"Huh, it's really an uncomfortable place." Fu Jiang complained, "I really don't understand why that guy likes this environment so much. Only a guy with a bad head can live here for a long time."

"Understand what is going on now?" I asked. On the one hand, he was alert to the unusual movement that was constantly approaching around him. Although the previous boundary line did not lack the factors to create a weird atmosphere, it would not produce a substantial threat. However, with the addition of this man, the situation became dangerous. certainly. It cannot be denied, before I leave the Whisperer's headquarters. Sakiya, who entered the boundary line and met me, may have already spawned some monsters. However, judging from the different mentalities of the two, it is natural that the monsters that this man breeds are more threatening.

"Of course, it was my turn to play because of the clarity." Fu Jiang shook his neck, flexed his joints, and said, "She doesn't like this kind of straight forward. But, I really like it." She in Fujiangkou, she should be referring to Mae. In my past understanding, Mae is at the top of the many human personality structures shown by "Jiang". It exists like a commander and manager. Her self-consciousness that seems neurotic others can't understand at all. Talking to oneself may be a manifestation of personality network interaction.

However, although there are many "Jiangs" in my imagination, there are fewer than ten "Jiangs" I have ever seen. Why don't other "Jiangs" appear in this world in this clearer form? This is a difficult question to answer because the clues are so vague that I can think of too many reasons, and I don't know which one is correct.

It's just that Fu Jiang mentioned that in many personalities, not every "Jiang" is equal, and this inequality is not just about such shallow things as strength and status. To put it simply, in the classic form of expression in comics, then "Mae" is the boss at the apex of the organization. Behind him may have a deep dark background and extend many dark characters from it. Among them, there may be many people who can interact with each other. She is relatively equal, but in terms of "personality", there is no more superior existence than her. In other words, "Zhen Jiang" is the apex of the "Jiang" organization. And under "Zhenjiang", there are also existences like the three bosses, the four heavenly kings, and the five guardians. One of them is "Fujiang" and the other is "Youjiang". These two are in the "Jiang". In the organization's cognition, it seems that it can be equivalent to "Zhenjiang" in terms of combat effectiveness.

However, the personality of "Youjiang" was eroded by the darkness of the organization "Jiang", in other words, fell into the trap set up by the dark side. Of course, there is no lack of "Zhenjiang" in the process. After I personally executed "Youjiang", I did have this idea-the powerful "Youjiang" became the abandoned son of the game between the front and the back of "Jiang". Speaking of it, I really don’t know much about Youjiang. Even if I observe Gaochuan’s actions on the boundary of life and death, I haven’t had much contact with her. Therefore, although I feel sorry for Youjiang’s end, I can't help feeling that it is really lucky that it is not "Fujiang" but "Youjiang" who was abandoned.

To be honest, "Jiang" is too complicated. Although from my point of view, the series of events surrounding "Youjiang" seem to be like this, but from the point of view of "Jiang", Maybe it's another look, and there are possibilities that are completely different from my perception. Therefore, although I personally participated in the "sacrifice to Youjiang" action, I have never been sure that Youjiang really died and the truth of the whole incident.

After all, I am a person on the same side of "Jiang", not just "Jin Jiang" and "Fu Jiang", at the same time. But I can't really rise to the point of view of "Jiang" to see everything. In my actions, "Jiang"'s catalysis is one of the factors. And my trust in it and recognition of the status of "Zhenjiang" are another important factor.

Since the "sacrifice to Youjiang" was decided by "Jiang", I went to implement it. It was not that I took the initiative to "sacrifice Youjiang" in order to make a certain "Jiang" present the world.

So, no matter in front of me, it is Mae who appears. It's Fu Jiang, or other "Jiang" I don't know about, there is actually not much difference. As the apex of the human personality structure, "Zhen Jiang", even if it looks neurotic and very gloomy and weird, all the decisions are made. It must have been after all sorts of deliberation. In other words, Fu Jiang's appearance should be considered "necessary" from her perspective.

In terms of Fu Jiang's combat power and active offensiveness alone, in the increasingly dangerous realm, it is indeed a more suitable "Jiang" than Zhen Jiang.

"I didn't ask about the location, but. It should be okay?" I said to Fu Jiang.

"I don't know." Fu Jiang shrugged indifferently. I remembered, indeed, "Fu Jiang" is only a node in the huge and complicated structure of "Jiang", although she may know a lot about "Jiang", but. If you don't know, it's not surprising. In the last doomsday fantasy. She doesn't know much about her own situation, but after a round of life and death, I subconsciously regard her as an "informer" who knows most things.

I recalled the past when I was with Fu Jiang, and realized again that although Fu Jiang described herself as one of the "three strongest", she... seemed to be born with me in the last doomsday fantasy. Personality, as far as the timeline is concerned, is just a "newcomer".

I am really an idiot who expects Fu Jiang too much.

I was born again, and my head seemed to have become rusty. I had to find time to replenish my brain platinum.

"In short, it should be okay." I said: "Even if you can't find it once, try a few more times, you can connect all the clues."

"Actually, you shouldn't talk nonsense with that man in the first place. After a while, you will become a mother-in-law, A Chuan." Fu Jiang rubbed my hair and said with a smile.

"If he is not guided, who knows if he will lie." I retorted.

"...It seems that I am really confused." Tomoe stared at me, and said: "This world does not need him to speak out, as long as he thinks about it, and then punch him to pieces— —" So, she slammed a punch. "It is enough. This is the realm of the subconscious. The thoughts that are exposed will not be hidden by themselves unless the master takes the initiative to seal them back to the bottom of my heart. Besides, I am too. I don’t think that man has the ability to completely block his thoughts."

"According to you, now he is torn apart. Those clues can't be swallowed back before death, right?" I shrugged and said, "Actually, I thought about what you said, but it's not that. It’s just confirmation. It’s the first time to take some time to confirm other possibilities"

"Hmph, just be **** your lips." Fu Jiang laughed, "Anyway, I have remembered how stupid you are. What's even more ridiculous is that the man was killed by himself. It's so ridiculous. That kind of death is the most tragic end for the weak." Fu Jiang tapped his heart with his thumb: "In this place, the strong are the real strong. Look good, Achuan, as long as the heart is strong enough, then No matter how bad the world becomes, it is the safest place. On the contrary, if the heart is not strong enough, then the monsters born from this, no matter how strong and unsolvable they seem, are just a bunch of paper tigers."

As her voice fell, more than a dozen black shadows fell from a high altitude, seemingly heavy, but silently enclosing the two of us in the center. It's the black dog again. In addition to these ten...three black dogs, there are more things eager to move in the dark, but it seems that there will be no new forms—canines, in human consciousness. It can be a symbol of the most basic level of security and negative psychology. It can be as close as a friend, or it can be seen as the enemy closest to oneself, which can hurt oneself or the enemy, which is both an attack. It is also protection. The bitten people, even if they are not injured, can cause "rabies" and die. It is a very mysterious thing. This kind of mystery makes it sometimes become a "watcher" and sometimes a "monster", especially when it is cast in the gloomy and deep color of "black".

In the occult, the "black dog" originally symbolizes the existence of terror. It is as ubiquitous as the slime in role-playing games, and it is also full of the possibility of being promoted to the apex of the dark side.

In this boundary line. The most common monster form encountered is the black dog, which is indeed reasonable. As long as it is impossible to kill all at once, more black dogs will be born with the entry of other people. In the flooded black dogs, it is inevitable that an extremely powerful existence similar to the black dog king will be born. From the perspective of occultism, the "three-headed dog guarding the gates of hell" or the "kobold man in charge of the soul balance" is probably a top monster, right?

However. To wait for that level of monsters to appear, the negative nutrients needed are far from enough. Just in the form of an ordinary black dog that hasn't even fully realized the body, even if there are hundreds of them appearing at the same time, it is not enough to be afraid!

At the same time as I took out the revolver, the black dogs also rushed forward, and Fu Jiang rushed into the group of dogs at an uncompromising speed, with every swing of his body. The rotation of the footsteps will find the gaps where the needles are inserted in an instant, and then they will fight back with heavy and rough punches and kicks. Her movements are full of rhythm, like a melody composed of beatings of different sizes and distances, although the killing moves are very direct. But because of this dynamic sense of rhythm, it looks gorgeous.

The speed of the black dogs is obviously higher than that shown by Fujiang, but they are directly caught up by this rhythmic rhythm. Of the thirteen black dogs, only four were forced into Fujiang by my bullets. Around. The other ones were not even close to me.

"It's too weak. It's really too weak." Although Tomoe said so, his expression was very happy and his movements were extremely excited, like a prisoner who was released after being imprisoned for a long time. The **** for freedom is all released. This makes her fighting posture, while gorgeous, is also extremely tyrannical.

Tear the black dogs’ mouths, grab their tails, use them as weapons, cover up various kicks, deliberately change the range of movements to bring the seeming danger closer, temporarily replace opponents, weaken their strength, and use them as weapons. Let this fight last longer-although I did not specialize in learning combat skills for a long time, it was only after joining the cyberball last Doomsday that I urgently trained for some time. Even so, I can clearly perceive it, Fu Jiang was playing with these black dogs on purpose. No, rather than "playing", I would rather use the term "playing abuse" to describe it.

Tomie is really, very excited.

It wasn't until six more black dogs pounced from all around that Fujiang calmed down a bit, but the six black dogs didn't directly attack us. When the enemy's reinforcements appeared, it was of course reasonable to try to eliminate the enemy who had fallen behind, but Fu Jiang did not do so. I know that she still wants to play, but it won’t take long, and she seems to be holding back for a long time, so I didn’t bother, and stared at the black dogs side by side with her back, watching them plan to play. What tricks do you have.

The black dogs began to devour the corpses of their companions—they approached the corpses that had not yet completely dissipated, and took a deep breath. The speed at which the corpses dissipated suddenly increased, turning into a cloud of gray mist and digging into their nostrils—— As a result, the living black dog became stronger. However, the scene where the living black dogs merged with each other and turned into three hellhounds did not appear.

The living black dog has only grown a little bigger and become more substantial, and it looks a bit familiar. They lowered their bodies and snarled at us, their bodies gradually becoming transparent and disappearing into the air.

"What?" Fu Jiang said disappointedly: "Isn't it the trash dog I saw in the mental hospital when I first met you, Achuan?"

Well, I also remembered that these "enhanced" images of black dogs are indeed the monsters I first encountered in the school toilet talk-the transparent **** dog-actually, is it called I don't know the name of Hellhound either. In short, the body cannot be seen with the naked eye before death. This is a very memorable feature.

"I killed one at the time, and it took a lot of time." I calmly recalled, "What a wonderful memory, Fujiang~IndoMTL.com~Do you remember? Then we were chased by a bunch of bugs. There is no way, no way."

"Hey, even if you run into those bugs now, you still have to escape?" Fu Jiang squeezed his chin and recalled: "I don't want to touch that kind of thing at all."

"So...don't think about it so deeply." I looked at the squirming shadows in the corner where the light could not be found. "Maybe it will appear."

"No way, it was the first time between Achuan and I." Fu Jiang smiled without apologize. In the situation where the enemy looked around, it seemed that he could break through the gloomy and strange atmosphere, especially bright. "Never mind the bugs, these puppies, it's better to die obediently." After that, she reached out and grabbed something in the face, turned and fell beside me. I felt the strong shock at my feet, the impact of invisible objects, cracks appeared on the ground, and a long scratch. Without any hesitation, I jumped forward, turned around in the air, and opened directly towards the end of the scratch. gun. Although it is invisible to the naked eye, whether it is intuition or chain judgment, the outline and position of these transparent hellhounds are clearly outlined in my mind.

I am not an ordinary person who can see nothing like I used to be. (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.)