Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 1823: Players
It cannot be described as "distant". It is like the concept of direction suddenly appeared in a world without direction, and the concept of "space" is thus clear. The sudden emergence makes people understand subconsciously that it is "reference". The light of "things" is like the torch of life. Although you can't feel its temperature, it can make people feel yearning from the bottom of their hearts. The light flickered, becoming more and more frequent, and the duration of each flicker was also extending, making people feel that it would eventually become a light that would never go out.
The people in the 51st district repeater lost their voice, and even their thinking became frozen at this moment. I don’t know how long, a small voice whispered, followed by more The sound is like a river flowing into the sea, rushing, surging, and converging into a huge and exciting sound. The silent and depressing air is like hot carbon, like sparks bursting out of the dead ashes, like a fire in the summer that has ignited the entire grassland, expanding with a terrible momentum.
People changed from whispering to cheering, they were jumping, they were joy, they couldn't find any words to describe the emotions that were in their hearts, they felt their souls and hearts that had been stagnated for a long time, being injected again The lubricating oil began to accelerate the rotation. For a moment, some people even felt dizzy.
"That's it..." They shouted: "That's it! We found it!"
No one can tell exactly what they have found, but everyone also believes that the light is what they are most looking forward to seeing when they are lost in the collective subconsciousness of mankind. The direction produced by the light, and the sense of space that became clear, made them seem to have crawled out of a weird and gloomy, hopeless **** in this short period of time. They knew very well that the light was definitely not sunlight, but they felt in their hearts that it was even hotter than sunlight.
In the excitement, no one gave instructions, but after everyone came back to their senses, they subconsciously invested in the work that has been repeated for a long time: confirming, measuring, describing, summarizing...a data and report, Flowing in front of their eyes, with an efficiency that they had never thought of, from one person's hands to another's hands. Even if there is no definite conclusion yet, almost everyone believes that they are going home.
Drifting in the human collective subconscious without a specific time, to them, it is like almost a lifetime of time.
What kind of abnormality is that light? Is it dangerous? Is it a bait? These questions are also present in their minds, but none of them can quench their desire to pursue them.
The 51-zone repeater began to deform and spin, like a crucian carp during spawning period, even if the current is upstream, it can't quench the desire in my heart.
What is the sacred place of the doomsday truth cult? Where does the base fall? No one knows, even Gao Chuan now knows nothing. He is not even sure that the Gothic girl who brought him here knows the answers to these questions. Just because they did not follow the usual path, there is no clear process from the starting point to the destination, and even no matter how strong the materiality of the feeling is, it cannot be confirmed by Gao Chuan in the first place. , Is this place a physical or conscious world?
The Gothic girl turned this holy place into a torch in order to lure the 51-zone repeater lost in the collective subconscious of mankind. This is the only thing Gao Chuan knows now. For the rest, why it can be done, how it can be done, and why it can navigate the 51-zone repeater in the collective subconscious of human beings in this place that feels more material. Gao Chuan does not know it, and cannot understand.
Although there are too many mysteries in it, and it makes people feel that everything in front of them is false, but from the perspective of the mystery expert, these wonderful and abnormal situations, which are completely incomprehensible, are exactly the "mysterious "The manifestation of itself. In all the mysterious events that Gaochuan has experienced, the behavior of investigating the ins and outs is undesirable, it fails, makes people frantic and unknowing, and it is impossible to find a straightforward answer because of their own exploration. .
As a mystery expert, the most important thing is not to find the answer, but to bear the impact of the answer.
In Gao Chuan’s eyes, the sacred place with white light is more dazzling than ever, and it is more like a sacred place than he imagined. Until this time, he couldn’t help but think: This is the sacred place of the Doomsday Truth. .
Speaking of time is late and then soon, there are signs of cracks in the high sky in the distance, and a behemoth emerges from the void, shattering the originally structured, monotonous but clear scenery in an instant. However, fighting in the distance, it is still impossible to see the true face of this behemoth. The hull is so huge that the outline of the hull is still unclear. However, the moment you see it, anyone who can observe will realize that it is the 51st area. Repeater.
The beacon released by the goth girl is more surprising and effective than any beacon that Gao Chuan has seen in the past. The space is like a curtain pulled up by people, depicting part of the outer shell of the 51st zone repeater-even if you haven't seen the outer outline of the 51st zone repeater, it is enough to admit that it is The repeater of the 51st District, its appearance, makes the strange and silent pale landscape exude a feeling of restlessness. In the feeling of Gaochuan, it is like this place, which may really be the holy land of the Doomsday Truth Church, with a kind of stamina. A full sense of life.
The long stairs, ancient stone roads, domed buildings, and uninhabited streets that extend in all directions make a sound of extreme: it is impossible to describe what this "limit" should be used to describe: in the end is the limit of volume , Or the limit of tone. It is even impossible to determine if this is a sound. It is like a low groan, like a groan, like a whisper when waking up from a dream, and like a low and crazy patient babbling. There is no clear content, but it is completely wrong to describe it as a natural voice.
This sound, this restlessness, in the scenery of this other world, is like the ripples caused by dripping water in a pool, quickly spreading in all directions.
Something is going to happen, something is already happening.
Under Gao Chuan’s gaze, the Gothic girl danced with an umbrella, posing in a peculiar posture. This posture was like the start of a certain ritual dance, like an invitation, like praying, and like In worship. An inexplicable rhythm flowed out of the frozen posture, and the umbrella seemed to be awakened and opened suddenly with a snap. A larger, more profound, like the sound of a drum, sometimes dense, sometimes loose, sometimes high, sometimes low, but all percussive rhythms, silently and densely, gushing out from the umbrella.
The change in the sky, the awakening of the grotesque scenery, and the rhythm flowing from the figure of the Gothic girl will resonate harmoniously in the next instant.
The body of the Gothic girl began to dance, Gao Chuan could not take his eyes away from her body, the dance that was full of ritualism, made everything in front of her vivid, those restless, those weird Yes, those hideous and terrifying, those quiet flowing, those that can be portrayed from human feelings, are by no means what can be seen with the naked eye, as if they have become visible with the naked eye.
Gao Chuan couldn't describe what he saw, but he felt that he was looking at something—they filed out of the gaps that were invisible to the naked eye, because they always existed there. They are not made on the spot, but should be described by the word "summoning".
The changes caused by the dance of the Gothic girl that cannot be seen clearly, but can be deeply felt, are like oppressing another change that also exists in this holy place. Too many changes involve each other and stir each other, and the boundaries among them have become blurred. If you use music to describe them, it is like two different tones reconciling each other, suppressing each other, and maintaining the harmony in one that seems to be gone. The limit that can be tolerated. However, Gao Chuan also felt at the same time that the balance of this harmony has been shaky and will collapse at any time.
This is another level of fighting, a fighting method that he is not familiar with. Gao Chuan realized this in the first place. However, even though he is not familiar with this fighting method, it is not impossible to understand it. It is precisely because in the feeling that such perceptual vibrations are presented in the form of "rhythm", and the rhythm and frequency are also the best in Gaochuan. No unfamiliar form: The speed-sweeping super power that I possess is exactly a kind of magic line super power that is described by the concepts of rhythm and frequency.
Speed, frequency, vibration-these concepts will exist in the process of Mercedes-Benz in a complicated way that cannot be understood rationally, but can be perceptually recognized.
The sacred place has become a luminous beacon, which is the first change. It's the second change like a giant squeezing space from the void at the other end. The awakening and restlessness of the Holy Land itself is the third change. The dance of a goth girl is the fourth change. The progression of these changes is as natural as dissolving ice into water, and as unnatural as adding oil to water. However, the change is clear and clear, and Gao Chuan can realize that the plan of the Gothic girl, as she said, took shape suddenly and quickly, and the two of them also felt like they were separated by a glass wall. Observing the situation of this weird city landscape has become a part of this huge movement, thus completely "exposing" to the eyes of other factors that caused this big movement.
Because I am no longer a bystander, but a participant, I have to do something. Gao Chuan doesn't know what he can do, but the instinct of the mysterious expert has made him run. The high-speed passage that could not be observed with the naked eye, in the movement that seemed to be turned upside down, in the disharmony on the verge of collapse, in the involvement of this different movement, and in the strongly distorted space, gradually exposed one that seemed to be visible. Stance.
It’s like a translucent spider web, but every web line is looming, and the position and direction of each looming are different, so it can’t really describe the specific outline of the spider web, nor can it be specific. Describe the appearance of each thread. The description of "cobwebs" is only because of the interlacing and extravagance that these high-speed passages bring to people. It is also the first time that Gao Chuan has observed these high-speed passages so clearly. In the past, he only used his feelings to confirm it. He only felt that this high-speed passage was consistent. It was a passage that turned differently on the route. But now, the feeling is clear. Tell him that the high-speed passage is not "a passage" at all, or even a complete passage. Its clear formation takes only an instant, which is shorter than Gao Chuan's own thought.
It is not so much a planned route, it is a manifestation of feasibility-it is between existence and non-existence before it is confirmed to be feasible, and it is only after actually moving in that direction. It will freeze instantly and disintegrate in the next instant. The momentary gap of action after this decision is the time for the real existence of the fast-sweeping super-energy high-speed channel.
Gao Chuan is like a flash of light, like a new false voice added to a harmonization that is on the verge of collapse, like a spectrum line in a chaotic note, separating the high and low notes, long and short notes. What he used to influence the chaotic situation in front of him was not a certain attacking posture, but the movement itself with quick sweeping super power. Swipe itself is the rhythm, the rhythm, the frequency, the inducing factor, and the activity of interfering with the outside-in which direction, at how fast, upward or downward, and through what kind of place. , These details of walking through weird buildings~IndoMTL.com~ are actually influencing the big movements that are happening right now from a macro level.
Exercise, non-stop movement, movement from different points, different ways of movement, a kind of violent expansion is formed in a limited range, just like igniting the air full of dust, which is about to come to an explosion critical point.
Maybe this sudden change is really not what we expected. The response of Doomsday Shinrikyo is long overdue. When the familiar gray fog teleportation formation is everywhere, Gaochuan has already interspersed in a limited area at high speed. Five times, and the route chosen by sensation forms exactly the shape of a pentagram. And the Gothic girl is in the center of this pentagram. Her dancing posture has entered the most intense rhythm. With the high-pitched rhythm reaching its peak, the movements of her body are suddenly still.
While the goth girl was still, it was like the most intimate tuning, and Gao Chuan's movement instantly returned to its original position. In the dark, a certain distortion and tearing sound came. The teleportation array made up of gray mist that had appeared in the field of vision in large quantities, seemed to be beaten by a certain force at the same time, and it was broken by a third in the blink of an eye. One, a large number of doomsday truth sect wizards who had already exposed half of their bodies did not make any sound, and they disappeared without a trace along with the gray mist teleportation array. Immediately afterwards, a huge gap was torn in the ground, piercing through the pentagram, extending from the location of the Gothic Girl and Gao Chuan to the direction they were facing directly, to the most distorted place in the other end of the space. (To be continued.)