Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 1915: The Cthulhu descends

The explosion happened next to Father Xi Sen without warning. A large number of spores flew out of the fire and were swept away by the hurricane. Father Xi Sen seemed to have just been awakened, and God realized once he saw it. He has been involved in the violent turbulence. Before he could react, his body had been smashed into the ruins, and the structural material that had always appeared to be very strong opened in an instant, and the damaged parts were powdered and dripped to the ground like sand.

Father Xi Sen is covered with wounds, cuts, bruises, burns, blisters, skin corrosion, and he can feel the internal organs failing under a very complicated side effect. He had dizziness and tinnitus, his head was blank, the damage to his nervous system made him dizzy and nauseous, and he was even unable to control the normal activities of his limbs and organs. And all the injuries that made him feel extremely painful did not make him shake at all. He struggled to get up, but the impact that followed once again blew him away and rolled on the ground until he was slightly controllable. The limbs just grabbed the protrusions on the ground.

In front of his eyes, there is only a catastrophic sight. Within the scope of what he can see and feel, there are not too many things that are truly intact. The gray mist is like burning ash that has not been extinguished. The dark red light fills the field of vision, distorting the atmosphere and making it difficult to breathe. It is like a force to open the lungs and expel the air from the lungs from the open mouth. , Father Xi Sen could feel the drastic reduction of the external air pressure, and a large number of twisted figures filled his vision, forming some indescribable and terrifying imagery. Father Xi Sen could recognize that they were the wreckage of the structure material. However, these distorted forms are melting.

Everything he saw made him feel how he survived. The harsh environment can no longer be connected with the scene of this area in memory. Instead, it is like a scene in a different world, a product of an alien star that is completely different from the environmental system where the current planet is located.

What's even stranger is that when Father Xi Sen raised his head, he actually saw the moon. He can swear that he has never seen the moon in the ruling bureau ruins, and the moon on the earth is definitely not like this: this moon-like sphere is so huge, it seems heavy that it will fall to the ground at any time, it is red It is not moisturized, shiny, but not smooth, but it makes people imagine whether it is covered with a thick layer of red earth and rock, it is just like gravel, like rock, like soil. Rough texture.

The change in the scene may not be a shocking thing. For a long time, the unknown mystery is enough to reach a realm that humans can’t imagine. Although today’s scene is weird and puzzling, it is Not every situation is unrecognized. People can still describe the changes that do not know why they are based on their own imagination, and this is one of the best news at this moment.

Father Xi Sen was breathing heavily, the violent explosion, like a command, changed the world, but it is an indisputable fact that he is still alive in this greatly changed world. The atmosphere that had always been filled with irritability, madness and death suddenly became a lot quieter. It was not that there was no sound, but that every sound became so small, in contrast, it gave people a kind of deadly peace.

You can't hear the small sound without paying attention. But if you listen carefully, you can’t tell what the sound is. It doesn’t seem to have a special rhythm, there are no rules for length and height, but it doesn’t make people think that it is noise, but it is reminiscent of whales in the deep sea. The call is fed back into a sound that can be heard by humans through a sound wave device. Some people describe it as a very beautiful song, but it is just a modification of the beautiful side of the sensibility. In Father Sisson’s ears, the sound always brings fear. It comes from an unknown depth on the seabed. Darkness, undetectable fear, as if his corpse was sinking to a place that no one could reach with this sound.

It's death, it's sleep, it's the eternal time flowing in the darkness, it's a tomb that can't be disturbed by all changes.

Father Xi Sen only felt that he was dreaming and had hallucinations. Otherwise, why did he suddenly become so silent when he was so violent that he almost shredded himself? Even so, he could still feel the existence of himself, and he didn't feel that what he was stepping on was an illusory ground, and he didn't feel that the smell of sulfur he smelled was equally unreal.

He just felt that he was walking on the edge of reality and illusion, turning into a strange ghost. Even so, the damage he had suffered has not improved, nor has it deteriorated in particular, as if he was going to stay on him forever to such a degree. He spit out **** saliva, just trying to figure out what was going on.

To say that I was lucky and saved my life, which is probably true. The previous explosion was so fierce that he almost tore him in half. Now, although he was scarred and showed no signs of getting better, there was only a quiet ruin, and the two fighting parties had disappeared.

On the other hand, Father Xi Sen can still hear the hallucinating voice:

"We must survive so painfully. This kind of persistence is meaningless. To live in pain will not change the length and height of life, nor will it cause qualitative change and sublimation of life. Those who are transformed from inherent social concepts His thoughts are just a lubricant for ignorance. The so-called change is just a self-righteous illusion."

This hallucination-like voice made him suddenly realize a little bit. He was fortunate not to be involved in the attack of consciousness before, but now he is really trapped. What happened to him at this time does not prove it. , Are you in a world of consciousness? However, it is impossible to judge whose consciousness this is and what kind of consciousness it is. From experience, although many of the things here are full of artificial taste, it is hard to believe that this is made by human beings.

Here, is it really the ideological world of some "person"? Father Xi Sen couldn't help but think. At the same time, a black shadow appeared on the crimson moon. At first, it was only the size of a needle's eye in the naked eye, but it quickly turned into a huge hole, and then the shape of the hole was distorted and turned into a shadow of some kind of life. , It is creeping, it is getting bigger, making people feel like it is descending from the moon.

The huge fear does not know where it originated, but it just spreads abruptly in the air, accompanied by every breath, flowing in Father Xi Sen’s veins, making him feel a different sense of suffocation than before. . He felt that he had seen something, had a vague idea, felt that the name of that something was eager to come out, but he couldn't remember it, unable to describe the weird shadow reflected in his own eyes.

Father Xi Sen’s gaze was captured by the dark shadows. He almost forgot the time. He was nestled in the broken corner. There was no more shelter than adults around him. There were shattered low walls everywhere. Fragments of pillars, steps, and structural parts whose parts are unknown. Firelight emerged from the cracked ground, but the abnormal flesh and blood that were once visible on the material of a large number of structures, as well as the spores floating in the air all the time, were gone. The only thing left was the weird black shadow that could be seen by looking up, descending towards the ground where he was at a slow speed that made people feel terrifying.

Father Xi Sen wanted to make a sound, but he didn't know what to make. He just gasped "hehe". He didn't think the wound on his body would cause death, but the feeling of death was approaching. strong. The magic line super power and critical weapons are still working, and they are indeed producing some phenomena visible to the naked eye, but even if they are surrounded by the phenomena generated by their own power, they can't bring him the slightest sense of security. He told himself that everything he saw before his eyes was an illusion, but he could not find a way to wake up. It was as if his soul had been trapped in this, full of the smell of apocalypse, and it seemed to be the last remaining thing in the world. place.

Father Xi Sen couldn’t think, he could only listen to the murmur that faintly appeared in his mind. He thought he could know what it was murmuring before, but now he can’t hear the meaning at all, although he can’t hear it, but He felt like he didn't understand, as if there were some ideas about to break out of ground, but he was also afraid that these ideas would break out of ground.

"This is great." Father Xi Sen suddenly heard his own voice, and even he couldn't tell whether his tone was mocking or complimenting.

He has realized one thing: If he can't stop the black shadow that descends from the moon, then he will die with the apocalyptic world he sees in front of him. It is like suddenly crossing time, and reaching the end of the world faster than others. When others are still struggling in the process of the end, they have already witnessed the truth of the end. However, such a truth is really not something that ordinary people like him can comprehend.

There is a strange voice, in Father Sisson’s complex and hazy feelings, in this silent atmosphere despite the sound, in the overwhelming fear of the coming of the weird shadow In, passed out with the sound of the wind.

I can’t describe the weirdness of this sound. Although I think it’s a "voice" when I hear it, I can’t distinguish the tone and tone. It’s not a rhythm, but it’s not chaotic, it’s not unpleasant, it’s not pretty, it makes people feel pure, abandoning all subjective and objective relativity, blending all the characteristics into one, killing each other, and finally What's left.

As soon as he heard this voice, Father Sisson couldn't help but think of Father Edward, remembering the manic and crazy battlefield before the sudden change happened. Thus, he suddenly knew what the dark shadow descending from the red moon was, and what was the body making the strange sound at this time.

The battle between the two monsters did not end, but from one corner of the battlefield, under the influence of some complicated factors, with perceptual power, they touched the other corner of the battlefield. Originally, I could only observe the battlefield that looked like before, and now I observe the battlefield that looks like this, but in fact, the battle on the two battlefields is still going on, and there are more different battlefields at the same time, or say , Integrating these complex, seemingly divided battlefields, is a complete battlefield and the world that two monsters can see.

My own illusion of transformation in a different space is just a proof of the huge limitations of my own observation ability.

The weird "sound" made the space wrinkle, like a wave pushing, and there is a certain deep power lurking under the wave, and the low and vague sense of volatility is in Father Xi Sen’s perception. It's so clear again. If the black movie that descends from the red moon is a flying dragon, then the fluctuations hidden under the folds of space are like whales. The two strong senses of existence intertwined, separated, and clashed with each other. As a result, there was a resonance between heaven and earth. They got into Father Xi Sen's body, causing him to spit out another mouthful of blood.

Father Xi Sen knows very well that a collision is about to happen. Don’t look at the distance between the two monsters in the visual range of the naked eye. However, for such a monster, the "distance" in the ordinary sense has never been problem. When he stared at the black shadow descending from the red moon, he couldn't help but want to see clearly what the behemoth was about to emerge from the waves of space.

A vague intuition told him that it was Father Edward. No, it should be said, it was the gray mist demon who was once called Father ** Dehua.

The sky is dimmed, like the sun is setting, but in fact, the sky here cannot be called the sky at all, and there is no sun, just an empty ~IndoMTL.com~ and its far-reaching visual space. In the dimness after the sunset, the red moon became more conspicuous, and the twisted black shadow had occupied two-thirds of the red moon’s area, and gradually revealed a more real form: Father Xi Sen guessed it, that’s exactly what forced it. The monster that Father Edward had to use forbidden power to snipe, the monster that was suspected to have emerged from the collective subconscious of human beings, the monster that appeared to be female for some reason.

Nowadays, it is still that familiar female figure, not really true to her figure and face, but there is a familiar feeling that she has known for a long time. Father Xi Sen couldn't remember when he had talked about it, or in other words, what caused his feeling of deja vu at this time.

It, or she, obviously occupies two-thirds of the huge red moon, but it doesn't make people think of her as a "giant."

It clearly has a huge visual sense, but from the cognition that puts aside rationality, it seems that there is only the size of a normal human female individual. This description is also extremely ambiguous, not A fixed value. (To be continued...)

　　

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