Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 1417: The Storm Attack

A long time ago, when using the Quick Sweep Super, you could obviously feel the resistance of the air, but this physical force gradually faded in the following time. ↖↖, with the deepening of the "mystery", more and more phenomena are moving towards idealism, but even at this time, it can still be explained through disciplines such as quantum mechanics or philosophy. After that, I don’t remember exactly what time it was. It was a dividing line that made a difference between "mystery" and scientific theory that is hard to deny even if it is not understood.

　　

　　 I look at "mystery". Although I still cannot avoid the incorporation of scientific concepts and methodology, I have become more and more inclined to an understanding that is more in line with the original meaning of the word "mystery". What followed was that the ability became stronger and stronger in actual combat, which made me the only thing scared.

　　

　　 is like surpassing the speed of light. In scientific theories, surpassing the speed of light will produce many incredible phenomena. It must follow the law of conservation of energy in a broad sense. However, the speed of surpassing the speed of light clearly makes me feel completely different. It doesn't follow any laws, not only because I can't find the relevant laws, but because it has such a hazy feeling.

　　

　　 I don’t know whether my feelings are correct, but this feeling is undoubtedly terrifying for people who have been baptized in science.

　　

　　 At the very beginning, I do feel excited, but this kind of gradual departure from common sense and imagination will continue to expand, and it will only bring deep fear. It's like falling into the abyss, if you can still see the starry sky, perhaps fear can still produce the beauty of falling and self-destruction. However, if there is darkness all around, you can't see anything, just understand how deep you are going. Falling from below. I don't know where the head is, even if I know that the result is death, the fear that arises is definitely not just the fear of death.

　　

　　My quick-grabbing superpower is such a "mystery" that makes me feel terrified. It can even be said that it is compared with the speed-sweeping super power. The essential ability embodied by the fourth-level magic pattern-to a certain extent, to control the temporary data to hedge the aftermath-does not have such a strong sense of fear.

　　

　　 Whenever I reach a certain speed with the speed sweep, if there is no force to stop it, I will feel extreme fear. I know very well that it is this kind of fear that restricts my subconscious performance. Even if no one else stops me, I have been preventing myself from reaching that kind of speed. In this sense, in fact, seeing someone’s power that can have an impact and restraint on my quick-grabbing is in my heart. Actually, he was relieved.

　　

　　 While I hope that Speedy Superpower will allow me to defeat all my enemies, I subconsciously yearn for someone who can prevent Speedy Superpower from exceeding the limit of my heart.

　　

　　 However, this time, I no longer intend to restrain myself. Perhaps deep in my heart, the idea of ​​subconsciously restraining the speed of superpower has not completely disappeared, but the subjective idea of ​​my desire to be faster and stronger is so strong. It made me seem to be back in the reality of the hospital, the battle that was fought before my death.

　　

　　 I want to defeat all the enemies in front of me. It has nothing to do with his thoughts, his ideas. His strength is just a simple one. He has to do his best, as if to squeeze out all his pain and anger, and abandon all despair and hope, just like this without thinking of anything.

　　

　　 Maybe. In psychology, this is a kind of rebound after extreme depression in mentality, a kind of subconscious release of pressure, but this theory is for me. It also becomes less important.

　　

　　 So, I did.

　　

　　 just so suddenly, unreasonably, the body naturally runs under the maximum load, even overload. The high-speed chain judgment made my brain feel as painful as it was about to tear, and the nosebleeds continued to flow out, everything in front of me became distorted, trees and rocks were alienated, and people were no longer humans. Only the outline is outlined by dots and lines, and the three-dimensional composition unfolds in my mind in a panoramic mode. Even the ashes falling from the sky are described in its state of motion-not in a digital mode, but An almost intuitive way made me understand that the movement of everything is inherently regular, and the same is true of the monster in front of me, known as the "son of destiny."

　　

　　Novsky wanted to say something. The soldiers in the 51st District did not even look away from the magic circle. I can analyze their mentality, but it doesn’t really matter, because at this moment, they are already solidified at the moment when they are about to move, and what kind of movement they are about to produce, also with a kind of intuition as if they were foreseeing. Presented in my mind.

　　

　　 Yes, they have not had time to react, but I already know how they will react.

　　

　　novsky quickly distorted in the chain determination, and in the visual field of the naked eye, it just turned into light. The light is fast, there are not many things in this world that can surpass the speed of light, but this has no effect. The moment it turned into light, my serrated knife was already swept across it. In my eyes, the sawtooth is "still" at this moment, and the light is also "still". Then, the harsh friction sounded, sparks flew everywhere, and the beam of light suddenly hit the rock behind him.

　　

　　 The light is dissociating, and then the human form is revealed again.

　　

　　 Movement, fast and slow, the operation of these phenomena has become very strange in my eyes. They will be produced at a certain moment, and will be extinguished at a certain moment. They are far less stable than those seen in the past.

　　

　　 Yes, all of this, whether it is relatively slow or relatively fast, is unstable, but I don't feel that I am affected, or that, in fact, all this instability comes from me. It's not that they are unstable, but that I am unstable, or the speed-sweeping super can be unstable. However, this instability did not make me feel "bad".

　　

　　 On the contrary, this kind of instability makes me feel as if it is the inherent characteristic of the speed-sweeping superpower itself, and it is only at this moment that I feel it so clearly.

　　

　　 "Okay... Hurry!" I seemed to hear Novsky's voice, but it was like an auditory hallucination, because I had thought about listening to what it said. At the moment of flying it, I was already walking along the invisible high-speed passage, passing by the mysterious experts dressed as soldiers in one breath. The sawtooth knife cut them off like cutting butter. These mysterious experts have no means of escape, I can feel it. When the serrated blade cuts through the muscles and bones, the tiny resistance produced can be felt after the blood splashes and stays in the air.

　　

　　 Ashes and blood drops interlaced in the air, but the blood splashed from the corpse. It's more like being pulled out of the corpse by a force. The stationary and the moving ones exist in the observation of the naked eye and the interlocking judgment at the same time, as if the concept of "speed" surrounding them has been separated and embodied in different forms of phenomena.

　　

　　novsky broke away from the rock, turned into light again, and pounced at me. I can feel that in this action, it is full of complex emotions, doubts, weirdness, surprises, and even a little hesitation. However, all this did not slow down its speed.

　　

　　 It’s just that my speed is still faster.

　　

　　 The serrated sword followed my turn, whistling in the air, and collided with the light-shaped Novsky again, and then the light spread out. Disappeared in an instant, as if crossing the space. Condensation suddenly behind me. It is a spear, a sharp blade, and a sharp tooth. It wants to pierce me and bite me into pieces. However, even if it wanted to hit me by surprise. Under the difference of quick sweep, it is still impossible to do it.

　　

　　 I slid forward, my body was pushed by the force inherent in the invisible high-speed passage, and more power was once again placed on the rotation of the body.

　　

　　 spins more violently than ever before. Let the serrated sword fly, and collide with it again before the light penetrates the body. The rotating sawtooth is like a shark, entangled and bitten with the light. In the splash of sparks, scattered spots of light and sawtooth fragments are continuously taken into the air and solidified in the air.

　　

　　 Except for me and it, after a certain distance, the movement of the whole world is static.

　　

　　My strength is not as strong as Fujiang. Even so, the light is still collapsing, and the silhouette of the human figure is visible. It seems to do its best not to be repelled, and resists stubbornly. Even so, it still cannot stop the body. bending. The completely exposed human form lost the cautious expression with a wild expression. It rooted its legs on the ground, but it inevitably plowed deep ravines on the ground.

　　

　　 I have completely turned around. I can feel how much resistance is coming from my arm. This force makes my arm tremble again, as if there is no strength to continue. Even so, I just want to move forward, just want to knock it down. Am I still in a snap? I can hardly imagine what kind of state I am in. I forgot to swipe and observe, there is only one monster in front of me.

　　

　　 I breathe, and breathe hard until my lungs are overwhelmed, I let out an ***, and then let out a roar. The next moment, the stubborn resistance disappeared, and the figure named Novsky was cut in half from head to toe, and each flew to the sides, as if fleeing. I didn't pursue it. The ashes on the ground were hit by invisible power and sprayed everywhere, and the serrated knife that hit the ground also broke at this moment.

　　

　　 The head of the knife slowly rotated in mid-air, and there was a white ground under my feet. The ashes had long disappeared, and the surrounding haziness became deeper. The naked eye can't see anything at all, only the points and points constructed by the chain judgment are left. The scene of the line changes in my mind. I observed the two beams of light that fled, one of them disappeared, and the other turned back into a human form.

　　

　　Novsky's facial features have completely disappeared, leaving only a head with a sunken face. It is slowly climbing from the ground, crawling and shaking. Even if it didn't speak, I could feel that fear was exuding all over its body.

　　

　　 "How... how is it possible?" It said: "You, you monster..."

　　

　　Monster? me?

　　

　　 I don’t know why, after hearing it say that, I have no idea at all.

　　

　　 The ground is full of cracks, and the magic circle on the altar has become dilapidated. Even so, the campfire is still burning. The "Gao Chuan" of Hyakki Yexing is still endless.

　　

　　 I galloped again, and before Novsky made a backward posture, I once again reached in front of it, and slashed away only half of the broken, sawtooth broadsword.

　　

　　 At the moment before the blade touched Novsky, the surrounding dim scene became flattened, and the interlocking judgement that the image constructed in his mind was stretched, and then Novsky appeared three meters away. place.

　　

　　 The knife is swept away.

　　

　　Everything in front of me, even my own limbs, have become different from the original, but the specific changes are indescribable.

　　

　　Novsky has already put out the strength that was enough to suppress me earlier. In fact, it should have understood earlier that if it did not have such power, it would be impossible to defeat me. No, even now, it uses this kind of dimensionality reduction mystery, and I don't have the slightest feeling of being at a disadvantage.

　　

　　 I have not thought about how to reverse the situation and create a more favorable environment for myself, even if I face this area that has suppressed myself in the past.

　　

　　 I threw down a half of the serrated broadsword, and the blade shattered before it hit the ground. Even in this dimensionality reduction domain, the desperate and crazy wind is still blowing, and the falling ashes never stop.

　　

　　 I carried the shield and walked forward step by step. Novsky's state seems to me not good at all, even if it seems to feel that he has the upper hand. Indeed, I did not think of any way to crack this state of dimensionality reduction, and I am very clear that it has incredible power in such a field, and it is more likely to be the power of repeaters to support it.

　　

　　 I just don’t think about these things.

　　

　　 I just walked forward in silence~IndoMTL.com~ It wants to say something, but it has no mouth anymore. Except for the whistling of the wind, there was no more sound.

　　

　　 I wiped off the bleeding nose.

　　

　　At this moment, it disappeared, and the chain determination couldn't be locked. The next moment, it appeared in front of me. Its approach has no movement process at all, but the attack launched after the approach has produced a movement process. Even if this operation is extremely fast, as long as it exists, it can't be faster than me.

　　

　　As it stretched out my hand, I grabbed its neck, pulled it closer, and slammed my head on its sunken face without facial features. Its body shook, and it seemed to loosen for a moment. This state was very clear, and it came along my arm that was holding its neck. So, I hit it in the face with my head again.

　　

　　 This time, I finally heard its **. This **** is painful and full of unbelievable feelings. Only at this time, it was named Novsky more like a person.

　　

　　 I threw it on the ground, listening to it as if out of breath, yelling hysterically: "Weird, monster! You monster!" (To be continued...) u