Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 2011: Lover of Light

I should not be able to understand what I think of that person, but normally speaking, it is normal to not understand. If I can understand, I should doubt whether my mind is still normal. Her breathing was heavy and rapid. She just broke free from the indescribable fear. I don't know if the scene she saw at this time has returned to normal, but I haven't been able to get rid of the delusions and hallucinations. In my eyes, the image of 畀 is still distorted and cast in color, just like a faint pigment oozing out of the black and white freehand ink painting, smearing the overall composition of the painting in a mess, and the face is disgusting. It is also more like a humanoid monster than a human.

I can still hear a lot of trivial sounds, like babbling from corners outside my sight, or from my own mouth, but I don't know what they are talking about. In addition, there are transparent ghost-like human figures floating from the wall of the secret room. Each face is pale, just like the human figure in the famous painting called "Scream"... and then water. The sound, the gurgling sound of water came, although I can't see where the water is, but I can feel that the water that can't be directly seen has overflowed my feet.

The surface of the water was rising, and it soon covered my neck. I knew it was an illusion, but for no reason there was a feeling of tightness. I felt like a drowning person.

I did not express emotionally these feelings that seem to be unreasonable, but so realistic that neither mind nor body can ignore them.

Coughed a few times and stared at the direction of the door with a difficult expression. I suddenly felt a feeling, and she also felt the inexplicable wind blowing from outside the door.

"...Is the other party a **** of depravity?" Obviously, she didn't understand the situation and only understood from the most superficial place. However, it is inevitable. After all, she is not like me, and keeps that thing all the time. This is a very close relationship.

"Everyone is accustomed to using reason to recognize that guy, but, you must remember that she is definitely not an existence understandable by human reason." I said, "If you want to contact her, follow you. Sensibility, listen to the inner voice."

"Who the **** is she? Your acquaintance?" asked in horror and astonishment. At this time, the light that flooded our vision had quickly dimmed.

When the light in the pipe returned to a slightly brighter level than before, the 300-meter-high gate was already open, and the thing behind the gate that was previously covered by too bright light was finally able to see a clear Outline.

A female figure with a concave and convex shape, standing on the edge of the door, at a place higher than us, with an aura of being trampled on, slightly leaned down and looked down at me and Yu. It was a figure full of incomparable sense of existence, as if as long as seeing this figure, the line of sight would unanimously exclude everything except this figure. Because the sense of existence is too strong, it makes people feel the fear of being taken away by the other party. However, this strong sense of presence has weakened a lot compared to the light that seemed to melt away before.

I have no doubt that she can release the strong sense of presence in the past.

"Yes, who is it?" Yan stared at that side, trembling, and shouted loudly.

The other party just "hum" and laughed, but he was not disdainful or casual, probably because he thought it was an indifferent question.

I stared at her silently. At this time, her outline was still not so clear in my vision, but the familiarity with her was completely the same as in the past.

"I'm here to pick you up, Achuan." She said to me like this. And I also knew that she would definitely say so.

Yes, she came to pick me up, just like countless times in the past.

"Gao, Mr. Gaochuan?" Shi asked me for an explanation.

"It's my wife, Fujiang." I replied, but although she is a wife, she is not a "person" in the absolute sense.

"Ah...ah." A stiff expression on his face.

There is no way for such a big shock in my heart. I know very well that, including Fu Jiang, every "Jiang" is enough to shock people. No, it should be more shocking than I can imagine. Moreover, if only one-sidedly, the appearance of Fujiang may be good news, then, in a broad sense, it will definitely not be good news. No matter whether Fujiang or any other "jiang", it will never appear for no reason. On the other hand, it will not disappear for no reason. Once she has been observed and the observation of her is lost, it means that there will be some terrible situations where even I will die for a lifetime, but for others there will be no life.

Even so, she is still my wife, and I still love her deeply—just that, I have no doubt.

"It's Mr. Gao Chuan's...wife?" Yu recovered from the shock, but still looked a little unbelieving.

At this time, I have already seen Fu Jiang's appearance. Although I can only feel its existence before, or only see the outline, I can already be sure that it is her and not the other "Jiang". Different "Jiangs" have different external details, including voice and appearance, when they are expressed in human form, and they are not entirely made in one mold.

Fujiang is still the same as he remembered. It seems that even her clothes have not changed. No matter what kind of dangerous and harsh environment, her spirit and demeanor will always give people a feeling of ease, even if the clothes become dirty because of rubbing and rolling. Let her lose that powerful and delicate beauty. The girl in front of me reminded me of the scene when I first met. In the building of the mental hospital, she had just killed the Grey Mist Demon by luck, and she walked out of the stairs.

Hairstyle, smell, face makeup, costume details... Almost everything is exactly the same as the neat and healthy mood deep in memory.

It's like walking out of that period of time.

How strong is Fu Jiang? I have never been able to estimate, but only from what I have seen and heard, she did not actually feel that strong when we first met.

After releasing that scary sense of existence before, Tomoe himself, who can already be seen at this time, seems to be losing that scary sense of existence, making people feel that the previous fear is like an illusion. I felt the change. She didn't seem to realize that the oppression she was experiencing had been greatly reduced, and her breathing began to ease.

"Come up quickly, when are you going to be stunned?" Fu Jiang shouted from above, and threw a roll of rope down. Only then did I realize that behind the 300-meter gate, it was not a smooth road, but directly a cliff tens of meters high. The mechanically rigid structures were layered on top of each other, forming a vertical height that was difficult to stand. It was like a giant that could easily cross. The threshold is the same.

At this time, it was like waking up from a nightmare. He took a big breath, pale and filled with unbelievable expressions, as if suddenly doubting whether his previous fears were true-I can understand this. This feeling, even if it is Zhenjiang, does not always exude the inexplicable sense of oppression and existence. It is precisely because these oppression and existence will suddenly disappear like an illusion. The strong feelings form an incredible contrast. Moreover, it's not just a matter of feeling. Maybe when I didn't know it, I also fell into a deep nightmare and fell into the bottomless dark abyss like a dream.

I patted her on the shoulder, she seemed to be frightened, and took a step to the side. Then she woke up. She pressed her forehead, her voice was a bit difficult, but she was even less fluent than before: "This, is this... Mr. Gaochuan?"

"It's better to stop here for thinking." I made my own suggestions.

"That woman...was that woman brought by?" Her voice became slightly sharp, "Mr. Gaochuan, who is she? No...what the **** is it?"

"At least, in this state, he can still be regarded as human." I can only say that, and I really think so. Tomie in this state should still be the "form of expression" of human beings, but a little bit Before and after this, it is not certain what kind of expression will be transformed from this form of expression.

"Is this a human being?" It is obviously difficult to accept, "All in all...Let’s go up first."

I am very happy that she did not fall into the quagmire of this moment because of the confusion of thinking and impermanence. What she has to do now is of course to "go up" and walk out of this door. Her logic is rarely within the scope of "humanity". However, although there has always been the feeling that "she will come here", it is indeed that Fu Jiang is here, which is indeed a bit disturbing, and it can be regarded as one of the worst encounters. I think so.

Like a patient suffering from a migraine, he staggered to the rope that Fujiang dropped, and then he was stunned. Looking at her back, I was wondering if it was because she had seen it before Yes, it was not the same thing as the "rope" she saw at this time. I want to say something, but forget it. Saying anything at this time will not alleviate the suspicion in her heart, and if she asks more in-depth questions about Fu Jiang, even I cannot answer. So far, no one can fully understand "Jiang", and neither do I.

In short, I was one step behind and climbed up before her. Yu's movements were slow, and he was not as strong as he was in previous battles and marching, and he couldn't describe the dullness and weakness with "injury", it was like losing his soul. I was on the "threshold" that was as big as a cliff, grabbed her hand and pulled her up. These things that are usually done sparsely and ordinary, but at this moment, let Yu keep breathing, and look tired.

For a long time, the combination of Teng and her equipment has been heavier than I expected, and even made me feel that she, who walked this pipeline with me, is actually stronger than me. Although the magic pattern can strengthen the physical fitness of the magic pattern messenger, compared with the enhancement I have received, the weight and strength of the sword still seem a little abnormal. Although it is known that there are many warriors whose bodies have been modified by the gray fog technology in the ruling bureau ruins, and Yu is obviously one of them, but this recognition cannot eliminate the abnormal feeling.

"All right?" I patted her on the shoulder, and Yu just nodded without speaking. I first looked at the scenery on the other side of the three-hundred-meter-high gate, probably because I was standing on the threshold. I thought it was too bright on the other side before, but now I have a feeling of returning to normal--not that the brightness is reduced. And it's more like the eyes can get used to it. However, I don't think it is possible to explain this phenomenon whether it is used to get used to the eyes or to restore the light, because Fujiang is here. The previous kinds of abnormalities and the seeming return to normal now are actually all illusions—every seemingly normal moment here may be composed of a series of abnormalities, and we are just in the illusion that is constantly produced, Treat the abnormality as normal.

The scenery outside the door is really different from what I expected, but it doesn't mean how weird it is. It is generally in line with the style of the ruling bureau's architectural community~IndoMTL.com~The twisted and dense pipelines and lines are standing there. The tall buildings of different heights close to each other, the straight-line segments separated from the messy curve, the corridor that broke from a certain point, and the abyss that continues to spread downward at the fracture, and the abyss that cannot be seen to the bottom, and When you look up, you can see the star-like lights, flickering in the dark sky like infinity.

Even so, it is still different from the previous imagination. That is not a difference in the overall atmosphere, but an anomaly accumulated in details. In any case, the scenery outside the door should not be confused with the scenery that has passed behind the door.

However, one thing is the same: in this anomalous landscape that seems infinitely wide and does not know where it will spread, there are no clear signposts or conspicuous direction indicators. It seems that three hundred and sixty degrees can be Passage, so there is a feeling that the road will be interrupted in a certain place. Standing in a place that is neither high nor low, looking around the landscape, suddenly a kind of daze of not knowing where to go will arise.

Then, I turned my gaze, Tomoe stretched out his thumb and shook his face, revealing a hearty, humane, uplifting smile: "I'm not too late, right."

"Of course." I think what kind of expression I should show at this time, but as expected, there is only a smile.

"How did you find us?" Shi seemed to be able to speak at last, "...Your name is Fu Jiang? Mr. Gao Chuan's wife?"

"Really, the question is upside down." Despite this complaint, Fu Jiang did not show any unpleasant emotions. As always, she replied straightforwardly: "Yes, my name is Fu Jiang, I am A Chuan's wife." She used her thumb. Pointed to me, "I think you will be here, so I did everything possible to come. Fortunately, I came in time, otherwise if no one opens the door, you have to find another way. This door can only be opened from the outside. ."