Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 808: Overwhelming

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Using a speed beyond everyone, Fu Jiang and I completed the transposition. Of course, this kind of position shift is actually unnecessary. From the beginning of the battle, it is completely feasible for me to resist the 13 magical girls and "Jiang" to deal with the young consciousness walkers. It's just that Tomoe was aggressive towards the magical girl, so when he first chose his opponents, he was misplaced. I don’t think these magical girls have any important significance to Fujiang, which makes her have such targeted, but just think that this choice is just the human and emotional side of Fujiang-she does not like these being approached by others. The magical girls dressed up by middle-aged men and women, perhaps, the performance of these people destroyed the normal impression represented by the name "Magic Girl" in her heart, so she was going to teach each other.

I also hope that my own judgment is the truth, rather than there is a deeper reason. My first impression of these magical girls is not very good. To be honest, their appearance is completely inconsistent with my aesthetic concept. Now facing these twelve people, I have no mercy on them at all. Even so, I did not intend to kill them from the beginning, because we are strangers to each other, and it is not so taken for granted that we will kill strangers. Just because of a bad first impression, killing the other person is not something normal people would do. Although I am a mentally ill patient, my own experience, situation, and existence are quite bizarre, but this does not mean that my three views are completely leftward from normal concepts.

These magical girls are the weak, the soldiers of the cyberball, and the pioneers of the future against the Doomsday Shinrikyo. They were made by Chobe. There is a mysterious existence related to the night of Valpus. The meaning of their own existence, and their own understanding, is even deeper. If in the past, we might still be partners in the same trench. Although their position at this time conflicted with what I was going to do, I did not regard them as enemies from the beginning. Putting it another way, their abilities and experience are not enough to be my enemy.

I am very strong. Although I am not a conscious walker, I am very strong. I have never doubted this. Even if I realize that on the "realistic" level, what a sickly young man is. However, I have never lost the strength in my heart. Looking back on my life, I can't find any proof that "I am a coward".

I will not kill them simply because of their position, or simply because they have power, or simply because their image does not conform to my aesthetics. They cannot be killed, and they cannot be killed simply because they are trying to stop "Jiang".

Killing them is such a simple thing. Not having to kill a chicken is more troublesome, they can't even be called a stumbling block.

But. I still took action. After one of the magical girls was killed by Tomoe, I decided to kill the remaining twelve people here.

Just because Fu Jiang killed one of their companions.

I can see that these magical girls didn't have much friendship between them, they were even before they acted. There is very little cooperation, as if a group of recruits had just responded to the call-up and were thrown into the battlefield without training. They have a lot of careful thoughts between each other, not because of the death of their companion, they have to avenge this companion. In the face of the threat of death, they may even use their companions as bait.

Even so, since Fu Jiang killed one of them, I must deal with the rest. This is not to be afraid of their revenge, so what is the reason? I am not sure about it myself. Perhaps it is a physical and spiritual connection with "Jiang" and the impact of a "virus" on "infected people." My reason does not think that killing these guys has any meaning. , From the perceptual perspective, he can't explain this kind of determination. When I took the shot, I was very clear about what I was doing, so I realized more deeply that the reason for my actions did not lie in what I thought.

The existence that is hidden deep in the body, or deep in the soul, seems to be more essential than any "Jiang" expressed in the form of a human or "Jiang" expressed in the form of a "virus". It agitated like a heart, releasing a kind of volatility that overrides sensibility, reason, instinct, and personality consciousness, which affected me. This kind of influence also existed in the past. Looking back on all my actions during my lifetime, I can more or less perceive the shadow of this kind of fluctuation, and some deep dream-like experiences made me feel my own feelings about this kind of fluctuation. Fear.

That is, no matter how obscure or vague, but as long as you perceive it and feel it, it will produce an extremely strong sense of fear that penetrates all subjective and passive will. It's like, it's a natural existence that makes me, humans, and all life in the world fearful.

I know, I know, there is no evidence to prove that it will cause this kind of fear in other lives except me. Because, I can feel that it is hidden here, in the depths of "Gaochuan", like a diseased organ. It is unique.

When I faced these magical girls and made the decision to kill them, but I couldn’t find any reason in myself to explain this impulse, I felt so clearly that it was there and what happened to me. Influence.

As if it transformed me into a natural murderer, I have to realize that I am a monster who can kill some people at will without a reason or persuasion. And this kind of cognition is full of familiar taste in an instant, just like, in the distant past, I acted with this feeling——

Think carefully, when did that happen? After returning to the normal world from the toilet talk? When Sakiya got involved in the conspiracy of the Doomsday Shinrikyo and the Goat Guild because of Morino? It was an extremely weird experience. Before that, I never realized how weird my own thoughts were at that time. Without contact with the darkness brought about by the "reality" level, in terms of cognition. When I was only a high school student and had not experienced any major changes that could change my three views, I could think that I was a born murderer, and I was not inspired by this thought or that. The actions caused a little bit of confusion. Take it for granted, think of yourself as a cold guy. He really did a lot of cold things, and explained all the actions after that with this kind of natural thoughts and feelings as the core.

In order to achieve something and become something, someone must be killed—even if the facts are true, but, think about it carefully, your own cognition and life experience. It is simply not enough to form the basis of this behavior. The birth of a cold warrior and a murderer with a weird personality must have all the factors that gave birth to them. If a person is not born, he will become such a person for granted. In a peaceful environment, no matter how creative people are, they will not suddenly change their habits for sixteen years without the slightest sense of turning. And feel that everything is taken for granted.

Unless, from birth. From the most basic physiological structure and ideology, there are such factors that contradict the "normal". For example, the appearance is human, but the internal genetic structure has the part of "cannibalism to ensure survival". Perhaps most of the genes are similar to humans. There are only so little things that cannot be observed, which are different. Then, it's good to kill or eat. Will be satisfied instinctively.

Am I such a monster? Or is it because, because the monster exists in the body and consciousness, it has been transformed into a monster?

My thoughts are running in areas that are not related to combat, but there are no pauses and deviations in my actions. While thinking about it, I took the following actions as a matter of course.

The invisible highway winds through the wreckage of the building and the cracked street surface, entwining twelve magical girls, like a giant python, strangling the prey in its curled body. All the attacks from the magical girl's gaps were penetrated mercilessly by this trajectory of action. When I got up, these attacks were full of gorgeous visual effects, just like solidified fireworks.

The blade, quickly cut their throats sharply, blood was squeezed out from the wound bit by bit, but it was not until I returned to the young consciousness walker that the blood suddenly splashed into the air. The magical girls did not die immediately. The already formed and semi-formed magic vented from where they were, like a flood of brilliance, coming to us in a blink of an eye.

The young Conscious Walker just moved his gaze to me. The look of this gaze is not so clear. His thinking hasn't turned around yet. I am too fast, if too fast, I will see this kind of scene of sudden freezing and sudden thawing. However, I'm used to it a long time ago, and my opponent has already been declared destiny before he can even finish his thoughts.

When the consciousness walker who was nailed to the ground came back to his senses, he was immediately scared and pale by the magical attack that swept through the torrent, but it was not entirely a fear of this power. His mentality must be very complicated, full of shock and doubt, so that his expression is full of muddy flavor.

At this time, Fu Jiang was no longer Fu Jiang, and it was not possible to observe in the chain judgment when she changed back to the form of Zhen Jiang. That nervous, weird and elegant temperament seemed to **** everything around him into the dark abyss, even the air could not escape. She was so suffocating, facing the torrent of magical attacks, she didn't even lift her head.

She looked at her toes, as if staring at a young consciousness walker, and raised her left hand in the direction where the magic torrent came. Obviously it is a clearly visible action, but it is faster than the magic torrent, as if the two are located in different time and space. Before the two came into contact, Zhenjiang's arm suddenly exploded.

The scarlet and thick **** liquid swelled due to the explosion of the arm. It was like a high-pressure water gun, ground springs gushing, volcanoes erupting, and rivers bursting, forming a torrent that is even greater than the magic torrent. He swallowed everything in front of him. In the blink of an eye, the magical girls and everything in a 20-meter radius around their location were covered by **** liquid.

The seemingly large-scale, shocking magic cannot even create a bubble.

There is nothing left, except for a red swamp.

Yes, as I said before. "Jiang" possesses the power in this world that can overwhelm all mysteries.

Whether I act or not, it is not necessary, not decisive, but maybe my will to act. At some point, it will trigger "Jiang" actions. The reason I exist here is because it requires me to exist here, and because of this, it makes me feel that I can influence it to some extent. In other words, I must influence it, and the basis of influencing it is that I must be by its side.

My victory. From the very beginning, it does not depend on my combat effectiveness, but on my influence—this perception has revolutionary meaning in my heart. I think this is the first time I really see myself clearly. The road to victory.

So--

No matter what you are. I will be by your side.

No matter what the ending will be, I will be by your side.

No matter what expectations and desires there are. I will be by your side.

Just, for a moment, you can hear my voice, please fulfill my wish.

However, this is not the price of exchange, nor is it a reward for whom. Just because, this is Gao Chuan.

The scarlet and thick liquid, like an image upside down, retracted into Mae's arm, but it was only a blink of an eye. Her left hand has been restored as before. And the place that was previously filled by the swamp of blood did not seem to have been affected much. All the objects were still in their original positions. If there is any difference, it can only be said that all the breath of life has disappeared. This area of ​​Zhonglin, which was destroyed by the black giant, although many places are empty, which makes people feel quiet and gloomy, but the place covered by the **** swamp makes people feel that something has been "eaten". It left a large area of ​​"scars" full of more deadly silence.

The young conscious walker obviously had this feeling, his forehead was sweating profusely, there was no trace of blood on his face, as if he was about to stop breathing. He was very scared. This kind of fear seemed to become a substance next to Zhenjiang. It was a kind of gray that appeared because of turbidity. Even people who saw him for the first time could strongly feel him at this time. Mood swings.

It's too violent. The young man's chest is undulating, and his heart seems to be clearly audible in the sound of building collapse from afar. He opened his mouth like a suffocating fish emerging from the water, unable to say a word. No matter what plans and plans he had before this, or if he was really just a panicked loser, there would be no difference in the situation and experience at this moment.

It's not the first time I have seen this expression of fear that others are about to be swallowed up when facing Zhenjiang's power.

I think that when I am afraid of "Jiang", I will definitely not look better. Even if he is awakened, the fear that has existed before has not changed at all. My decision to be with "Jiang" was not a hasty decision, but a sense of facing such fears and still not changing the original intention.

I will not run away because of fear, because of fear, I will vent desperately, and because of fear, I will not love. I believe that accepting and surmounting this fear is a necessary condition for being with Jiang.

Mae and the young Conscious Walker looked at each other for about three seconds, and then slowly placed his palm on his forehead. For a moment, the young man wriggled his body as if he was about to struggle, but it was like a face. To the natural enemy, the twisting movements seem to be rigid.

The next moment, the young man's body began to blur from the lower body. It's like breaking down into bubbles and ashes, disintegrating layer by layer, and the scattered stars disappear into the air in an instant. At the same time, bloodshots spread across his forehead, like a strange tattoo, eroding from top to bottom. When the blur reached his chest, it seemed to be stopped by some mysterious power formed by these bloodline lines. The young man's upper body spurted out a lot of blood in an instant, dyeing Zhen Jiang's figure into blood red.

He can't live anymore, but "Jiang" must return to the normal world through the power he released. The young conscious walker is a bridge across the ideological world and the normal world, and this bridge is collapsing. That kind of blurring phenomenon, I feel that the power of "Jiang" is not at work, but the body of this young man in the normal world~IndoMTL.com~ was once again found by the cyberball processing unit and executed it most thoroughly. The removal.

When this young conscious walker appeared, he was injured and fleeing. His original purpose was not to enter the night of Valpus, but to enter another conscious world to do something— -For example, through the power of consciousness, to erase one's escape route and hide oneself again. It's just that the power of the magic eye made his plan become a futile, and eventually became the prey of the cyber ball and ours.

On the other hand, if it were not for the power of "Jiang", this young conscious walker would have been broken down into nothingness. At this time, his ultimate fate has not changed, but it seems even more miserable.

It is probably because the maker has not completely died yet, and the gate of consciousness imprinted with the magic eye imprint has not collapsed, and blood-colored lines appear on its surface, which are continuously spreading to other spare parts, including the magic eye imprint. Become the object of erosion.

The conscious walker who backtracked the cyber ball through the erosion magic eye may not be impossible, but the risk would be greater. He is not as bully as this young man. After deciding to harvest young conscious walkers, "Jiang" may be planning to try further. To be continued. .

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