Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 1505: Turning the earth upside down

The beam of light became transparent like glass. I felt it was loose and fragile, as if it was filled with too many cavities, and as if weak light was repeatedly refracted in a glass tube, and the white was split out in the refraction. , The formation of rich and changeable colors. ``The beam of light at this time is weak and beautiful. Everything surrounded by this beam of light, everything from the earth to the sky within the 10,000-meter range, has been stained with a magnificent color. Whether it is a cold and hard body life and security guard, or the eerie doomsday truth sect wizard, or the super-gathered Saya who plunged half of his body from a deep hole in the sky, and drained the alienated flesh and blood, Alienated Youjiang, who stood up from the flying ash and gray mist, lost the hideousness brought about by their own appearance at this moment.

However, the horror is still growing, and the madness is still roaring with the wind. No matter how beautiful the appearance of the things I have witnessed, I cannot change my intuition to feel all of this. I feel uneasy from the bottom of my heart. The breath of air I didn’t breathe seemed to be with deep malice. It seemed to be immersed in a swamp full of toxins. The unpredictable but very unknown premonition kept moving in my heart, and my consciousness was involuntarily thinking about those most. As a result, a variety of negative emotions can't be suppressed.

I feel like I'm in a world that is sliding down the abyss at a high speed. No matter whether the surface condition improves or not, the inside is bloated, rotten, and riddled with holes and cannot be redeemed. I know very well that people always need some positive thinking and emotions to allow themselves to use the most intense pursuits to survive, and the atmosphere on the peninsula at this time. And an unspeakable force is forcibly twisting all positive things. And people involuntarily fall into the most pessimistic and desperate state of mind.

I don’t know how many mystery experts have experienced similar situations, but if you are used to this harsh environment, I don’t think I will lose to any mystery expert here.

Even, it is so desperate, pessimistic, and rotten. As if everything is deteriorating. It made me feel a feeling of "returning to my home court".

I have been dealing with these indescribable erosions for longer than the time I have faced with the mysterious phenomena that are faintly traceable.

I was a little worried about Jiang Chuan, but her expression didn't move too much. I don't know if she is really used to such a battlefield, but since she joined this battle, no matter what the reason, she must have her own reliance-I think this reliance is probably related to Dorothy. I don't want to pursue these details, I only have a simple idea. The people around you just want to know, be friendly, and love, can be in a lot of conspiracies. In the unstoppable collapse, in the doomsday when anyone can make wedding dresses, and any plan may be deviated, live to the end according to your own ideas.

Yes, I know very well that there are not many things I can do. I have been trying to save something, and I have tried my best. It is precisely because of this that I have to admit that many things will develop to a point that is different from what I expected. Acknowledging this reality, on this basis, chasing that elusive hope, and moving forward in silence in despair, this is Gao Chuan's will, and it has always been my will.

"Don't be afraid." I said to Jiang Chuan, but after a pause, a deeper emotion reversed my statement: "No, it doesn't matter if you are afraid. Because fear is taken for granted, but there is one thing. You have to remember, Jiangchuan, I will stand in front of you."

I grabbed the spear with both hands and split it into two parts, and then the magic pattern ran into motion, absorbing more temporary data to hedge the aftermath, and turning the two spears into two willow-like broadswords. Just as I imagined, this knife is sharp and heavy, and the hideous blood groove is woven into a weird pattern on the surface of the knife. It is a pattern that even I don’t understand its meaning, but I just think this pattern is in my mind. A heavy and powerful force was released in his heart. I have never been able to say clearly what “powerful” is about. The so-called “powerful” has only a vague concept in my mind, and I can't even tell what it is for. The enemy I have to deal with is so complicated and unreasonable. The "power" I desire is born for this unreasonableness. Therefore, I just feel that the pattern on the knife makes me feel" "Strong" is exactly the embodiment of this vagueness-incredible, no exact meaning can be found, and no specific origin. However, the meaning and origin are not important, and the process is not important. In short, it is necessary to "knock down the opponent." "Such a result.

In science, analysis and understanding are extremely important. But in the real-time battle, the enemy is beyond the comprehensible category. All the power I can understand cannot be effective on the enemy. The knowledge reserve I rely on is not enough for me to analyze the enemy in real time. Therefore, I must Go beyond the limits of your own cognition to seek power in the distant unknown.

What I hold in my hand is power, a mystery that I cannot understand. It is the magic pattern technology that governs the bureau, combined with the consciousness walking given by "Jiang", and finally shaped the weapon. Perhaps this is not enough. How much worse than the critical hedging weapon is, I cannot be sure before the actual battle begins, but it is already the limit I can reach at this moment. At least, what I can be sure of is that when I grabbed this double knife, I felt at ease, as if I had found a small foothold in the erosion of fear and despair.

I didn't observe the changes in the beam of light too much at this time. In more cases, all the people in it will only be enemies. I have never expected to have allies, even if Jiangchuan is close at hand.

I'm waiting, waiting for the silent command gun to fire.

The injuries left to the body from the previous battles have been cured, and the defense has been strengthened on the level of consciousness. I listened carefully, and the desperate wind whistled and brought a long breathing sound. It was Alienated Youjiang who was breathing. She didn't breathe a breath, as if swallowing the whole world in, and then vomiting it out. The peninsula is still shaking from the impact and excavation of the black water, but at this moment, this kind of vibration is like awe in awe of alienated Youjiang, the ultimate weapon of the Nazis, pouring out of the breath.

The expansion of the magic circle has completely stopped. The internal texture is still being refined, and the agitation of the black water seems to be the last bit of effort. As much as possible to lay a firmer foundation to withstand the coming storm. I saw, on the side of this turbulent black stream, the figures of mysterious experts one after another. The three guys, Novsky Rivet and Connector, who were with me to sniper Alien Youjiang, aside for the time being, all the mysterious experts who were hidden when Alien Youjiang appeared, also showed their bodies one by one. There are more people staying on this peninsula than I initially observed. From the 51st district. From various alliances, from the local repeater world, but joined the mysterious organizations of all parties at some unknown time, and obviously headed by Father Edward, but not affiliated... There are always dozens of others. people.

I think that the final number of people will not be too different from the current number of people. Although from the beginning, there have been various situations indicating that it is impossible for me to find all the people who remain on this peninsula. but. The battle situation has progressed to the present level, and each side's hole cards are probably about the same. All the plans that can allow one to gain an advantage should have reached the point where it is unsustainable. Although in theory. Plans can be continuously designed one after another, but the resources used to implement the plan are limited, and the height that the plan can reach is also closely related to the height of the plan promoter.

I feel that by now, everyone is on the verge of reaching the limit. They are all in the best state that they can reach at this moment and after doing their best. In this way, everyone in good condition will use actual combat to measure their own best and the enemy's best, which one will have the upper hand.

I closed my eyes and listened to the psychedelic sound pervading the temperature, smell and humidity. My brain cannot understand directly, but my body can understand these vague signals naturally. In the darkness, the observation scene of the chain judgment was not presented, but I just felt that I understood the position and movement of everyone in the distance, and even with that, the emotions they radiated were also in a way that seemed to be felt. , Faintly beating in my heart.

Darkness is not nothing, but just being covered by a deeper background.

The silence is not a complete loss of voice, but it is covered by my own voice.

I think so. Then, I seemed to hear a crackling sound. I didn't open my eyes, but I also knew that the increasingly fragile beam of light finally collapsed completely. In my imagination, it is the shards whirling, the light is overflowing, and all the eerie and eerie things are pierced in a flash, making all the hidden things impossible to hide. Hei Shui couldn't help this shock either, and the waves that set off showed wailing faces. The shock wave set off a hurricane, blasted in all directions, picked up something that couldn't stand firmly, and slammed into the distance, so there was a sound of clattering and crackling.

My cloak was also rolled up by the powerful hurricane blowing in. The wind and sand slapped my skin. Large chunks of rocks passed over my head and side, and smashed farther. Gunshots, explosions, clashes, howls, all kinds of sounds, like violent winds and waves, robbed all senses in an instant. I experienced all this in the dark, without seeing it with my own eyes, but it seemed to be all in the slightest.

The battle has begun.

Saya suddenly fell out of a deep hole in the sky. It waved its arms like a hundred-story skyscraper sweeping, squeezing the air. It vibrated the wings behind it, and there was a stronger high-frequency sound wave that broke the air. . It is like a rampant natural disaster, wherever she can see, there will be more alienated flesh and blood growing. At the same time, there are hundreds of sorcerers focusing on activating the gray fog spells. As the rain and rain of various spell effects are falling, there are also lines connecting the wizards. Using these wizards as the base point, outlines like a battlefield. The outline of a large magic circle. There are dozens of figures on the ground, like a gust of wind, or one step behind, running towards the core area of ​​the super huge magic circle. Countless ballistic trajectories rise from the ground, tracing high and low arcs, towards one. The center gathers.

I opened my eyes suddenly. In the violent turmoil, the invisible high-speed channel fragments were tumbling and connected. Every second would be erased by the intense data hedging phenomenon, and every second there were phenomena and phenomena. In between, between the occurrence and disappearance of the phenomenon, more fragments emerge, connecting them into a constantly changing pathway.

The encirclement is so fierce, it is hard to imagine what I can do to survive this offensive. However, even if it is a rain-drop attack, there are still gaps. Even if the phenomenon is intense and mysterious, it can still distinguish the ebb and flow of the tide. The fast-sweeping invisible high-speed passage runs through all the gaps that I can feel and can use. I think I can invade the near side of Alien Youjiang unharmed as long as I jump. But I still resisted this impulse to observe the response of Alien Youjiang from the perspective of a bystander.

Alien Hua Youjiang stretched out his hand to grab the air during this attack of various forms. The red that permeated her, returned to her hand in a short time, and re-knitted into that weird red scarf. Her movements are so fast, and corresponding to the various phenomena of her movements, there is also a commensurate rapidity. In contrast, the fastest attacks are just like slow old turtles.

I feel that only if I immediately jump into the invisible highway, can I catch up with her shot. Moreover, no matter what kind of attack anyone else but me, it will only slow down one step. There is no evidence, that's how I feel. The difference in speed was fully revealed in my eyes. Before the attack arrived, Alihua Youjiang had already waved the reconstructed red scarf, just like the silk ribbon in the hands of a beautiful dancer, the red scarf stretched and became wide as if it had no end. Although there is an obvious process, this process has the upper hand in absolute speed compared to other processes.

I can't help but think of the image of the Central Duchy in the myth of the Central Duchy, that holding a red silk can turn the river and kill a huge monster-Alien Youjiang does not turn the river and the sea~IndoMTL.com~ But the red scarf she wields has truly turned the world upside down.

I don't know what kind of mystery is at work. I think it is probably the mystery of the red scarf, not the mystery of alienating Youjiang itself. In short, the phenomenon of heaven and earth turning is present. The feeling of gravity has changed, and the feeling of space has changed. The sky is still above the head, but it makes people feel that I am standing upside down on the ground, with the endless sky below. If it is described in a more scientific way, it is like the planet has lost its gravity, and people seem to fall into the deep darkness of the universe if they are not careful.

At this time, the sky that can spread infinitely has become an abyss with an inaccessible bottom. As a result, all attacks with planned trajectories are falling, and those attacks that seem to be able to change their routes are also undergoing huge deviations. Attacks that did not show the slightest sign are also forced to show their body. There is such a kind of attack. Power is making the traceless things become traceable, pulling away the traceable things.

Not all actors can always maintain balance in this moment of change, and among all existences that are not moved by this abnormal and violent phenomenon, Alienated Youjiang is the one that moves the fastest. She started a little earlier in the morning than anyone else, and no one could catch up with her afterwards.

Of course, except me. (To be continued.)>