Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 922: Each one’s ability
The moment the hill giant demon shot, he was frozen by the shepherd and the "mystery" of the cocktail. In this black and white world, it seemed as if its time had stopped, and it was put into a huge cage again. Even without the "mystery" of the shepherd, the cocktail is still confident, and his "mystery" is enough to fix the demon for a minute, and this time is enough to make the "mystery" of the gas mask effective. Now, the body of the hill giant demon seemed to have been corroded, peeling off layer by layer. With ten seconds remaining from a minute, the huge body of the hill giant demon had shrunk by a third.
The destructive performance of the hill giant demon, as well as the situation described by L, that will escape when in a weak position, is directly strangled in the cradle in the targeted "mystery". The mystery of "mystery" lies in this, and in the ideological world, the "mystery" of the conscious walker is often more weird than the "mystery" in the normal world. The cocktail and the shepherd's seeming time stop and the mystery of the cage of motto , In theory, is "unusable" in the normal world.
With the world of consciousness as the battlefield, the time when consciousness walkers are most powerful.
One minute later, the hill giant demon showed signs of struggling, but could not break the shepherd's cage of motto in a short time. At this moment, the first horse suddenly squatted on the ground, put his hands together, and said to Chili: "Come on!" Without hesitation, Chili jumped onto the palms of the first horse. The interaction between the two was full of tacit understanding, which proved the relationship between the two. The relationship is definitely not a stranger.
I know that Touma and Pepper plan to take this opportunity to give this demon one final blow. Before that, the head horse glanced at L with a veiled line of sight. L's performance of doing nothing but leading the way is undoubtedly a strong contrast with the great power of everyone at this time. However, I don't think L will care about this kind of thing. Everyone's mystery has its own purpose. L's temporary weakness does not mean that he is not strong enough, it is just that other people have greater pertinence to the goal in this battle. Face your own shortcomings, integrate the power of everyone, and make up for your own disadvantages with the help of your companions. This is the basis for surviving in the mystery circle. It is also the basis of this plan. But in any case, L's performance will make his right to speak in this team slightly reduced. This is an indisputable fact.
Similarly, without any performance, I must also admit this fact. However, I am just observing. Since other people can easily deal with this demon, I don't have to be the first to show myself, and there will be 666 demon in the future. Even if other people get more voice, all actions will still be based on a pre-made plan, but the details will be led by the opinions of these five people.
In the current situation. No matter who takes the lead, it doesn't matter much, because no one can arbitrarily dominate. In this case, there are still acts of fighting for the right to speak, which are only obscure, and the social ability rooted in human instinct is at work. None of these consciousness walkers are fledgling. How to cooperate with others, how to make others cooperate with themselves, how to exert the power of the team, has long been deeply imprinted in their thinking mode. This is a harsh, dangerous and weird environment, which forces them to develop a habit and do not. People up to this point. It is almost impossible to survive in the mysterious battlefield. The power of the individual, no matter when, is not enough, even if the "mystery" makes the individual look like a superman. at this point. I have experienced it a long time ago.
The body of the head horse suddenly swelled in a few blinks. This phenomenon made his mystery look very similar to the "physical enhancement mystery" under normal circumstances. But as an old saying goes, in the world of conscious walkers, no matter how similar the "mystery" they display is to other "mysteries" displayed in the normal world, their essence is different. The "mystery" of consciousness walkers "It's the power of consciousness.
The invisible aura becomes a visual illusion in a blink of an eye. The airflow rotates behind the head horse, and it bursts with light after being highly concentrated. The light spots are connected by the light to form an image pattern, which makes people feel that As in astronomical observations, people like to hook up the stars in the sky with pen lines and call them "constellations."
The pattern composed of light spots and rays behind the head horse seems to be a constellation, but I can't recognize which constellation it is. However, just as the shepherd’s prayer is not the orthodox "Bible", his own image has also changed from a serious priest to a "heresy." The "constellation" of the first horse at this time is also very likely not a constellation in common sense, but a "thing" that merely symbolizes himself.
The next moment, this "constellation" will cover the body of Chili from behind the horse, forming the same "armor" with only a line composition. Then, she was thrown out by the leader, like a cannon, hitting the hill giant demon directly at a speed exceeding the speed of sound. The struggle of this demon has become more and more intense. At the end of one minute, the cocktail has closed the cover, and the black and white are also fading from this world. The only cage of motto that binds the devil is already Presenting a cracked state, large pieces of paper are peeling off from the periphery, before falling into the gray mist vortex below, they have been annihilated into powder, and eventually disappeared without a trace, and the shepherd did not continue. Pressure was applied, and the "Bible" he closed disappeared into his palm again.
From the place where the Proverbs cage is cracked, you can already see the hill giant demon that has shrunk in size by half, and this shrinking continues. Obviously, the "mystery" of the gas mask is effective, even the devil is difficult to get rid of. In this case, I don't think the devil will stand in stalemate with us after breaking free. L said that the devil would flee with the self-cage of Father Edward into the heart. This should not be wrong.
The combination of Touma and Chili did not give it this opportunity. It was just a breath of work. The pepper in the "constellation armor" had passed through the gap in the Proverbs cage and plunged into the body of the hill giant demon like a drill. At the beginning, there was an earthworm-like bulge, which clearly showed her trajectory. Then, even these earthworm-like traces disappeared. It is conceivable that she has penetrated into the body of the giant demon on the hill. The goal is undoubtedly. Father Edward in the heart position.
Two more breaths passed, and the hill giant demon tore the scarred cage of Proverbs in half. Like Kuafu, he turned around and ran away from us, and the whirlpool of gray mist that filled his waist suddenly became chaotic. Countless weird, indescribable shapes, but deeply malicious weird, just like breaking into the enemy's base camp after hard work, rising like a tide, that huge momentum. It's like submerging where we are in one breath.
The gas masks and others who have already moved their hands turned their eyes on me and L, seemingly waiting for our performance. L still ignores everything, but I feel that I shouldn’t just sit idly by. The suitcase was thrown on the ground in front of me. Then, like a Rubik’s Cube, it was broken down into large and small modules, rotating, reorganizing, and stretching. Before the weird wave hits within 50 meters, along the broken steps and cliffs, it constitutes a tiny launcher. An array of weapons formed by the mouth.
The body of the hill giant demon is on the way away. Suddenly skewed, followed by a dull blasting sound from there, and at the same time, I pulled the trigger in my heart.
In less than a breathing time, beams, guns, and missiles soared up in the air like a swarm of wasps out of the nest, and like fireworks blooming into the weird swarm in all directions. The deafening sound of guns flooded the sky, and the recoil was violent. Beating the cliff steps, as if there is a huge but invisible heart here, beating continuously, sharply, and full of rhythm.
This suitcase is no longer the original KY3000. It is a creation made up of my consciousness. It does not conform to the principles of KY3000, but in this world of consciousness. It has more powerful and fierce firepower than KY3000. The ammunition it uses can produce destructive power on the "mystery" and "abnormality" in the ideological world without the assistance of the S mechanism, because I firmly believe that it can To do so, it does not have a limit on the number of ammunition bases, because I think it should not have. My will, which constitutes its characteristics, I have many ideas, even in the many restrictions, conflicts and constraints of the ideological world's rules, there will always be some that are feasible. These thoughts cannot be expressed in the normal world, but in this ideological world, there are not so many constraints.
There is only one voice left in the whole world. The roar of KY3000 pales the majestic and weird waves. I stand here holding my hands, and the base of the weapon array has spread to me, wrapping me up. Among them, more penetrated into the interior of the cliff, forming more silos. More types of ammunition, generated from nothing, more intense firepower, gushing out from the base like a giant of steel, like an endless wave of weird, completely shattered at a distance of 30 meters from us , The firepower net uses millimeters as the unit to filter everything that tries to cross the line of defense.
I began to sink into the pedestal, a large amount of silk thread stretched to my body, restraining every joint of me, and then I stood up. My vision has become taller and broader. I know that I am observing the outside scenery from the perspective of a pedestal. This pedestal is my body, my armor, my weapon, and my dress. The base is eroding this cliff, transforming it into a fortress of steel, a giant armed with firepower.
The interlocking judgment made me feel like mercury, along an invisible pipe, intertwined in this huge steel body, and any details within a radius of fifty meters are like the instructions of an arm. This steel fortress outlines my own image in my mind, and more details are changed in my thinking.
There is no dead end in my observation. Except for the pepper that is too far away and penetrates into the devil's body, I can only look at it. Everyone is standing on the steel fortress, and I can see everything in my mind. They were a little surprised at the change of the cliff under their feet, and the stone texture had disappeared in just ten breaths. Strange like a tide, it stopped thirty meters away, and was shattered like a bubble by the powerful firepower with no dead ends. The demon in the distance was still moving, and the sound of the chili attack was completely submerged in the blast of artillery fire, like a mime.
Then, under my will, the entire cliff turned into a huge ball, carrying five people, and began to float in the direction of the devil. I imprinted the name of this spherical firepower base on the surface of the sphere, shaped like the oldest mysterious rune in the Central Duchy. I don’t know if anyone else understands the meaning of these fonts, but I do. The "constellation", like the shepherd's "prayer", is actually not a written word recorded in the normal world, but merely a manifestation of my will. These four characters are translated in a recognizable language. It's--
Primitive Tianzun!
A **** who is made up by people in the long-standing mystical culture of the Central Duchy and carries people's hope of "the supreme and strongest, beyond all suffering in the world".
I didn't write down this name deliberately. Its concept was from the beginning, perhaps when I was chasing the dream of a hero and walking in a dreamlike world. It exists in the depths of my will. It originated from my essence, the education I have received, the dream I inherited, my cognition and identification with everything around me, my memory, my experience. My personality and spirit, as well as the possible collective subconscious influence due to the existence of "Jiang", as well as the mystical tendency towards the Central Duchy, gave birth to this name.
I drove the "Primitive Heavenly Sovereign" and opened the huge jet port behind me, under the reaction force of the shelling. Incarnate as a huge cannonball, in the hundreds of billions of artillery fire, it slammed into the back of the hill giant demon, it crashed down, before falling into the gray mist vortex, a small shadow, outlined by vibrating lines Wings fly out from its heart. Falling on the body of the original Tianzun.
Chili glanced warily at the Primordial Heavenly Lord under his feet, and threw a sphere that seemed to be entwined by starlight into L's hand.
"Thanks," L said. There is no doubt that in this cluster of starlight are the fragments of Father Edward's personality consciousness. Once the devil's defensive circle is broken, he will have nothing to fight back, something that L cannot easily do. With the cooperation between us, it seems to be easy to do. But this is just a demon, afterwards. There are more demons and more extraordinary abilities waiting for us. Father Edward’s defense system cannot only allow us to defeat the 666 demons one by one. This is not in line with my structure for him. Conjecture of the six hundred and sixty-six disguised system. Father Edward’s six hundred and sixty-six disguise is powerful not only because he has more than six hundred and sixty-six kinds of demon powers. He specially created these special demons to organically combine these specific demon powers. , Exerting a comprehensive ability far surpassing the power of 666 demons.
Only defeating a demon cannot destroy the organic combination of this system. Father Edward will at least learn a lesson, and the subsequent battle will only be more difficult. Even if the time in the conscious world is not equal to the time in the normal world, we cannot have the time to defeat the 666 demons one by one. Others who understand this fact once again focused on L. L has never explained his abilities to them. However, since the plan was centered on him at the beginning, he can only think that his abilities can completely decipher the current situation. Situation.
"As long as I have this fragment of personality consciousness, I can invade and track his consciousness information." L took out a notebook with a black cover, squeezed the starlight cage, and sucked the contents into the notebook.
L’s description is very similar to my ability, but this is not a unique ability in the circle of consciousness walkers.
"We can do things like this, and then?" Touma asked.
However, the expressions of the shepherd and the gas mask staring at the black notebook gradually became strange.
"...Is this a death note?" The gas mask intervened. Her words made Touma and the others stunned, but then they reacted. Judging from their sudden changes, the title of "Death Note" is more than I imagine it will be famous. They were afraid. At this moment, these powerful conscious walkers all had the same reaction, just like subconscious fear.
I can clearly feel that the weird people who have been blocked from the firepower net suddenly have more changes. However, at this time, the original Tianzun had already pressed the upper body of the hill giant demon~IndoMTL.com~ and crashed into the gray mist vortex, even though the weird people hidden in the gray mist took this opportunity to try to climb the shell of the original Tianzun, but In the first time, they were all torn apart by a denser firepower net. Their front line only advanced ten meters.
Others didn't pay much attention to the approach of these weird waves, they seemed confident in me. On the contrary, L's identity makes them even more concerned.
"Yes, the complete death note, I am its owner." This time, L did not hide it. The fear of other people subconsciously seems to be thinking that they had already "submitted their surnames" before. Under normal circumstances, the temporary use of a pseudonym does not bring danger to oneself. Its effectiveness, most of the time, only applies to some "covenants", but the death note is the "mystery" that brings death through "names" In this field, it has unlimited possibilities for people to imagine.
"Don't worry, all I need is my real name, not a temporary pseudonym." L said: "Just like now, I can trace the real names of other demons through Father Edward's personality consciousness fragments, and then quickly solve these problems. Only after completely defeating the power of the devil can we truly attack Father Edward’s fragment of consciousness. Now, although this fragment of personality consciousness is in my hands, I can trace it back to the devil’s message at best.” (To be continued. . If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (m) to vote for recommendation votes and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to m to read.)