Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 916: Bridge

The scene is surrounded by a huge sky curtain, which is difficult to see under the night curtain, and most of the area of ​​the magic circle that was originally shining is also covered by gray fog at this time. When the light diminishes and the fog grows thicker, this cross street is full of the feeling of being lost. Even people who are familiar with this area at ordinary times will definitely have the illusion of walking into a strange maze and fail to find the right way back. . This is a situation that often occurs in places filled with gray fog, and the unknown and strange surging of gray fog makes me feel more familiar. In the shadows, corners, and places where the line of sight cannot be captured, people always feel that there is something. The monsters are about to move around, and unless they really get out of this mist, they will never be able to confirm whether it is an illusion or something.

Fear stems from the unknown, but also from the perceptible obscurity. Even the method of cyberball cannot avoid the horror brought about by this characteristic of gray fog. And this kind of thing, no matter who used it, when and where it appeared, or how it was released, has never changed the nature of this strong sense of abnormality.

The communication between me and the other of me ended in this silent anomaly. Our conversation seemed to be conducted in an independent space and time, and even made me feel that it was not with the mouth, but through There is a dialogue in the mind. We stare at each other and confirm our existence and cognition. This process is quite long in the timeline of my perception. However, when I come back to my senses, once again, I am surrounded by the surrounding information in a real sense. , I realized that the negotiations with others had just begun.

The feeling is like standing in the center of the lake. The water of the lake was once separated, leaving an open space that only allowed me and another me to stand on, and after it was over. The lake water that had been separated from each other poured in from all directions, and in just an instant, all areas were submerged. Only the turbulent undercurrent was pushing and hustling the body.

The other me feels the same. Although we are embodied as two individuals at this time, our hearts are. But they are closely linked like never before. This kind of connection is strong, of course, and indivisible. Through this kind of spider web-like connection, I subconsciously feel that I understand the other of my heart, and I subconsciously think it. The same is true for the other party.

There is nothing to hide between us.

Perhaps, this is because we are one of the essence, we are only divided into two on the surface.

In the end, there will be only one Gao Chuan--this kind of thinking has never been so clear and clear as this time. That is no longer an inference, a belief, a choice, but a change that should have been.

I turned my gaze away from the other me, and I could feel that the other me did the same. Although there was no detailed communication, my thoughts were already known to him. At the same time, his approval rose from the depths of his heart. Under this wonderful induction, language seems to have become useless. Looking in the same direction, the silk thread of the light magic circle has spread to the outer shell of the black ball demon, making the black ball, which has always appeared passive and silent, more and more "core".

Although the one-eyed stone gate of cyberball is still pressing and is about to succeed, I still don't think it can catch up with Father Edward's action. The network ball members who just gathered. The one-eyed stone gate has been put aside, as if only by doing so can he take a breath. Obviously, the one-eyed stone gate is not a good thing without side effects, and it can be judged as well. At this time, the one-eyed stone gate no longer needs the strength of the network ball members to support it, and the gray fog will only surge along the inertia before the gate is closed by external forces.

The file and two subordinates are negotiating with Father Xi Sen. The file has some friendship with several members of the mysterious organization on the same side. Father Xi Sen’s battle plan is due to another member of the file team. Coming, the final correction is being made. Even at this time, those people did not have major eyes on me and the other me. I think they actually understand, or, just understand, the relationship between me and the other me on the surface. The way I appear, the similarity between me and the other me, requires only a certain amount of information, and some superficial answers can be drawn from clues-even if that is definitely not the final correct answer, but I and the other me There must be a close relationship between them, which can be seen by anyone with a discerning eye.

The other me who has been deeply involved in the London meeting cannot hide my secrets from the pervasive surveillance, unless it is locked in my heart, just like "Jiang".

And I, have already come out.

Perhaps, before I came out, the other me had not concealed my existence.

In the world of consciousness, I have not encountered other conscious walkers less frequently.

My existence, my relationship with another mine, has long been no longer a secret. Only those who know this secret will never be able to imagine the nature and meaning of the relationship between me and the other me.

"It really looks alike."

"Are you twins?"

"I heard that it is schizophrenia, and it is also a means of consciousness walkers. The one that looks like a teenager is actually an old monster."

"Although I heard that the two sides are hostile, in order to avoid the current situation, the young man has also looked for cyberball and wanted their help."

"But, isn't the result still like this? Netball seems to be unreliable either."

"No, I think it's better. Now that the conscious walkers come out, the young people who are boarded, in a sense, are completely clean, aren't they?"

"No matter how I look at it, I don't think their relationship is an enemy."

"I think so too. They saw each other but didn’t do anything, and the way they looked at each other was definitely not the way they looked at the enemy. That kind of gaze, tusk, made me smell the passion. Taste."

"Love and hate intertwined?"

"Yes, yes, that's how it feels! It must be so! There must be a poignant emotional story in it."

"Your statement made me feel a kind of decay coming from the depths of my soul. Take away your dirty hands! Gay."

"Anyway, it's better not to fight now. What's going to be is to let them vent their energy."

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The whispers of this kind are constantly ringing in my mind through the observation of chain judgment, but. I don't care at all. In other words, after confirming the other me, there is nothing in this world that I am particularly interested in. It's like having everything to do. Without any regrets, the freedom to go all out to do something makes my body and soul seem to be "lightening" little by little. I looked around the scene of the ruins. I was clearly in it, but I felt independent of the scene. I have a feeling. Today's self, there is nothing to restrain him, even the devil who had space power before.

I will become faster and more unstoppable.

I know that my changes will definitely be felt by the other me. And my characteristics will also be seen in his heart, because I am also the same, very intuitively, emotionally, as if it has penetrated the essence. I sensed his changes-unlike me, he became more "hard". This is a more intuitive and comprehensive power than the quick-sweeping super power, not only in the body, but also in the heart. .

I know very well that he can't catch me, and I can't hurt him. The difference between us is like the difference between the hardest shield and the sharpest wind.

Isn't this taken for granted? Every doomsday illusion is supposed to be the only Gaochuan. There will always be one's own strength, and one's own pride. It doesn't matter what factors made it stronger, and what chances and help were received during this process, "Gao Chuan is a strong man". It is the inevitable and only result. In other words, it must be a result.

Among all Gaochuan, I never felt that I was the strongest, and I never felt that after me, Gaochuan could never be stronger than me. Everything I have done is inherited from Gaochuan in the past, and what I have not done but must do will be passed on to Gaochuan after me. This means that the future me and the future Gaochuan must Have the ability to break through my limits, and this is also my wish before death.

My resurrection was just an accident, a miracle, and it was a manifestation of some profound changes in the condition of the patient "Gao Chuan". Even if I have not recovered, the other one is sticking to my own path and moving towards the dream and responsibility of "Gaochuan". Even without my plan, the other one also has a "possible success" plan.

If I did not recover.

Perhaps the other me will succeed and bring this story to an end.

Maybe the other me will fail, but it will inevitably be like me, just like Gao Chuan in the past, entrusting everything he has and dreams to the next Gao Chuan, and the new Gao Chuan will Pursuing the light of hope in my own way.

Now, I have witnessed this miraculous and unbroken heritage alive. Even if this inheritance is on another front, since "Gaochuan" has never lost everything that should be in his body, what reason is there to complain, blame, and oppose?

I feel extremely happy from the bottom of my heart.

I am extremely pleased with his persistence.

I am extremely happy with his strength.

I am extremely happy with his cognition and feelings.

I am extremely happy that he has his own path and plan.

His existence proves that I, who have failed and died, are not useless.

So strong, so good. I looked up at the sky that was already covered by gray fog, with only one thought: I am strong, and I am unwavering about my plan. However, if even the present me can overcome, then the other me must be able to go further than me.

But that is impossible.

I acknowledge the strength and significance of the other mine. I don't mind the plan and path of the other mine, let alone deny the correctness and possibility of success of that plan and path. However, I want to prove that my plan and path are correct and meaningful.

Waiting for me, but not only Sakiya and the others, but also "Jiang"!

No matter, it is the reflection of Mae, or the reflection of the "virus". For me, reality does not just exist in the "realistic level." My birth was in the doomsday illusion, my continuation, also started from the doomsday illusion, in my life, my life’s adventures and life and death are all penetrated by the existence of "Jiang", Zhenjiang, Fujiang, Zuojiang. They are really worthwhile, they are my most cherished treasures, and my beloved ones.

I am Gao Chuan, but I am not "the Gao Chuan of all concepts". Everything I have observed and experienced in the doomsday illusion. They all belong to me alone and constitute my existence. Other things that Gaochuan does not own, even if they have, are different things. And this unique thing is the best gift that fate has given me. It is my existence, not a proof of a phantom.

I will look back to the past and bear the responsibility of the past, but I will never go to the past because. What I have is already by my side, and what I am going to achieve is right in front of me.

I don't mind. Later I became the terminator of this story. However, I hope I can become the terminator of this story and end all this tragedy as I hope.

My truth. Always in my heart, clinging to my hands.

My mood is so calm, as if the whole soul is silent, and then, my body begins to heat up, in this calm and silence, the blood is like magma. Suppressed, tumbling, roaring. It is like a bright red fire, shouting for me to seize the victory!

"Go ahead, let's begin. Let's begin, let's..." I whispered, my voice grew louder and louder, and everyone on the other side turned their eyes around. They were silent, surprised, puzzled, Examine... They don't know why I talk to myself like a madman, but the other me knows.

"Why not attack? Now that black ball demon is restrained, as long as it launches an attack, it will be dragged into the night of Valpus." The cyberball guy questioned with a little dissatisfaction.

"But I don't think so." Father Xi Sen replied calmly, "More importantly..."

"This is our choice." q said categorically from the side.

"You! You guy!" The blood on the face of the Netball member suddenly rose, "It's really unreasonable! Regardless of the overall situation! Now that we are in a weak position, let it drag us into it. Do you think we really have the possibility of escape? I see, are you a lurker of the Doomsday Sect? And you, Father Sisson, do you think it is possible to return to the Doomsday Sect? Right?"

"Don't make any unreasonable trouble, boy." Father Xi Sen didn't have any shame, calmly patted the young cyberball member on the shoulder, then looked around the others and said, "Are there any problems? So, That’s the plan."

"That's it."

"It's interesting."

"It's still such a refreshing battle."

"It's not always clear who will die."

Such an answer made the young people on the Internet feel a little frustrated. They looked at everyone's expressions with idiot-like eyes.

"You guys! Do you know what time it is?" he couldn't help yelling.

The others didn't answer, they just smiled coldly, and cast their eyes on the black ball.

Finally, how many places are not filled with gray fog? I can't see from our side. The thick gray fog obscures the scenery ten meters away. However, it can still be confirmed that the Magic Array of Light is still there. Working slowly and resolutely. The next moment, the scenery began to fluctuate, and everything that the eyes could see, even his body, was twisting left and right like dough.

Temporary data hedging begins.

Everyone else is ready for such a change, and they gather together to form teams one after another. The members of Cyberball also had to let go of their thoughts of persuasion and focused all their attention on this change. Their faces were a little dazed. This kind of sight was obviously a spatial change, but whether the source was the one-eyed stone gate or the light Magic Array, but it can't be judged directly. However, if it is them, they are naturally more inclined to the one-eyed stone gate. The gray mist gushing out of it does present a strong suppression against the magic circle, and they are the ones who fight in the night of Valpus. Think the best way.

The file team has returned to the other me, and the eyes of the file stay on my face from time to time. She asked the other me in a low voice about me, but the answer she got was not completely true, because the complicated truth was not understandable in a short period of time.

Then, when the swing was so large that the contours of the human body began to blur, l came to me. The other me and the file team came to my side. Father Xi Sen and his Black Nest companions, as well as more teams, began to center on us, spreading like wings.

The next moment~IndoMTL.com~There is darkness in the field of vision.

There was a little light again, spinning quickly in the endless darkness, zooming in, and swallowing us in one breath.

When the concrete scene reappeared in the field of vision, it was a huge square, and the frontal cliff was dotted with dense cave dwellings, rooms and steps like an ant nest. The bald, heavy loess and stone texture make it difficult to feel the vitality of life. Only primitive, simple, depressed and desolate, and a unique and strong sense of alienation, and the bustling urban scene not long ago, have formed the most vivid Contrast.

However, this does not mean that there is no one here.

The huge black ball demon stands on the square, and around it, it spreads backwards into the space of the cliff, and even in the ant-like cave room, it is full of life forms-human form, non-human The creature, the sorcerer covered in black robes, is like a silent army, waiting, overlooking us.

The sound of rusty gears turning in the air makes people feel that the entire space is crunching.

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