Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 2043: Deviation Ritual II

The terrible ritual is already going on. I once imagined that the light of the torch would never delay time, but I didn’t expect it to be a ritual of this kind of feeling. To say how terrible this ritual is, it is completely impossible to know before a clear and visible result is produced. However, the madness of the people performing the ritual can be known for the first time. This is definitely not full of goodwill. , As a result, there will be some kind of beneficial ritual. I have always believed that the crimes I committed that destroyed the vast majority of humans in this doomsday illusion have no excuses, and it must be a heinous, extremely crazy act, and the original intention and purpose of doing this is not noble— Because I am not a hero, I did not commit these evil deeds with the great sentiment of saving sentient beings in the world, but only for the number of people I love—such things that I have done are seen in me now Come, but it's not worse than the ritual in front of me.

Of course, perhaps for the people here, what I have done is more excessive than what they are doing now, and there is a normal reason for the madness they are showing now, so they are not too crazy in their eyes. How do my "old friends" view this ceremony? Do you feel the madness diffused here? Do they promote the ceremony in a forced mentality, or do they really think it is necessary? I have studied and practiced psychology in depth, and gained good experience in past adventures. However, this knowledge and experience can no longer allow me to analyze the psychology of these people who are performing the ritual.

I don’t think I can understand why even someone like Jung, who is so calm and full of sense of justice and honor, can maintain such a calm and natural attitude towards the ceremony before him. I peeked into his eyes, the eyes that were once shaken by Fu Jiang's abnormally, and were also angry for my viciousness. When watching this ceremony, it turned out to be with a longing and firm emotion.

It's like, he is convinced that this ceremony can save the current bad situation and retake the world from the hands of the doomsday.

I have always felt that I am a mental patient, but this scene before me makes me feel that these people are more like lunatics than I am. Compared with my disbelief, Fu Jiang’s face showed a deep sense of comfort, as if he was tasting desserts. Compared with these solemn and crazy people, she seemed to be able to feel the madness with a smile on her face. Sweetness. I knew it all at once, Fu Jiang was happy to see what happened before me, and this attitude was also deeply malicious. Compared with her more humane, she was more "Jiang" at this time. It also has a stronger “viral” taste.

I suddenly felt that the idea that I had been thinking of myself as "evil" was actually wrong. It was also wrong for others to call me a demon or a monster. Among the people standing here, I am the most normal human being.

In a brazier with a radius of more than 20 meters, the flames are burning. The top flames are red, the middle is orange, and the middle interior gradually turns into golden yellow, which is closer to the inside of the basin. The part is light blue, and these distinct colors are definitely not like normal flames. The people around me seemed to be caught in a mad nightmare, playing and drumming frantically, making harsh and uncoordinated singing, holding their hands up and worshiping invisible things, and someone constantly splashing some substance into the brazier to let the flames There were wisps of black smoke. The black smoke rises to the top of this underground space, but it will not spread, silt together, with a certain thickness and transparency, and it seems that it is intended to change something.

There is a clear distinction between the person holding the ceremony and the person watching the ceremony. The person holding the ceremony stands in the middle. The people watching the ceremony, including me and Fu Jiang, just look around from the side, and in my observations, no one shows The same worries as me. They just watched, calmly, or excitedly, or expectantly, or watching indifferently. That attitude makes me feel creepy, even if there are many faces that I recognize, these faces look at this time. As if it were a stranger.

Like "Jung" around me, just a stranger similar to someone I know.

"...Jung, this is the deviating ceremony of the torchlight?" My heartbeat increased with the crazy ritual activities, and I asked gravely: "Do you really think that such a ritual will bring good The result of ?"

"Yes." Jung answered without hesitation, but paused again, seeming to be a little more sober, and said to me: "I hope it will bring good results, but from past experience, The mystery of the deviation of the torch light is to kill a thousand enemies and lose 800, but now we don’t have a better choice, do we? We can only hope that this ritual can produce at least one thousand enemies, even if it has to Lose yourself eight hundred."

I think my face should be ugly, because I think these people in front of me are ugly. Although I can understand their choice, this may be the last deviant ritual that gave me a very bad premonition. .

"Perhaps I should stop you." I said very bluntly.

"Really?" Jung was not angry, but gave me a surprised look, and said, "I don't know why you think so, but obviously Ms. Tomige doesn't agree with you." He said, He did not go to see Fu Jiang, but turned back and continued to watch the crazy ceremony.

I started to smell a stronger smell, which didn't exist at the beginning, but when I smelled it, it was amplified to the point where I felt sick in an uncountable amount of time. I can’t describe this taste, but it is an unpleasant smell to me. It’s just that people other than me don’t seem to feel this way. I can’t even tell from their looks whether they smell the same. This taste. I looked at Fu Jiang, she was still watching the madness of these people with relish, but her eyes seemed to penetrate the existence of these people, and she could see the depths of all these behaviors and appreciate the more essential things. She is extremely interested in those essential things.

Is it the only one who thinks this ritual is nauseating? I must ask myself that. I feel that I must make a choice. However, there is a stronger intuition that tells me that no matter what choice I make, everything in front of me will not change for the better. The most important point is already before I arrive here. In the past, what is happening now, and what will happen next is as difficult to stop as water flowing to a low place, no, it cannot be stopped. That strong hunch is hovering in my heart, and it is definitely not a "danger" to describe. I am convinced that this deviation ritual is definitely the most terrifying ritual I have seen so far apart from the Tianmen rituals in the past.

Am I really going to do something to it? However, my intuition has told me that no matter what I do, the result will not change. This established fact is frustrating and desperate. From this frustration and despair, madness is turning into a poisonous snake. Bite his heart.

"I originally thought it would be a more normal mysterious ritual, but I didn't expect it to be like this..." I said to Jung like this, and started a chain judgment.

Even the smallest pulsation of the dust can not escape the observation of the linkage determination. The result of the observation develops a grand and precise image in my mind. The dust particles collide with each other, and the movement is like fluctuations, spreading to the distance along each other moving objects. Those tiny substances that can be observed under a microscope, and those delicate changes that can only be found in the senses, reveal to me Looking at the external performance of the ritual before, what kind of connotation does it have. I can’t understand these connotations, but I can feel its distortion and skewness. To describe it, it is like a tornado that has been bent hard and bent, drawing a lot of sewage from the dirtiest water ditch. It is extremely Unstable, yet maintaining an extremely fragile balance on the verge of collapse.

As long as there is a slight external force, all of this will be spilled everywhere with the force of collapse. However, this external force is not randomly generated, and there is no sign of it so far. This kind of external force is definitely not the power embodied by matter in common sense, nor the power embodied by consciousness in common sense, but something else beyond cognition. Precisely because of the lack of these things, although this ceremony has already begun and passed the most critical period that can be prevented, it has not reached the end, and has always been maintained at such a fragile balance.

"No sacrifice ceremony is normal. Are you still just an innocent child? Mr. Gao Chuan." Jung looked at it with a stern look, "What matters is not the form of the ceremony, but the Whether it can reach the conceived level and complete the expected goal. The madness you see has a deeper essence under the surface. I think this is our last chance. We have no choice but to ignore the formality. Make mistakes, pursue the essential truth."

"...you know? Jung. What you said sounds like the instigation of the doomsday truth cult." I looked directly at this unconcealed malicious gaze. I believe that none of them has yet Among the mystery experts who fell into the Doomsday Truth, who knows the Doomsday Truth better than I do. Although some of my words and deeds have been very inclined to the truth of the end, to a degree, it seems that these old friends are deeper than me.

"Doomsday Truth——?" Jung narrowed his gaze and said calmly, "What we have to fight against is the Last Days Truth. You who have committed crimes against humanity, what right do you have to speak of us? What you did Things are a thousand times worse, ten thousand times worse than the craziness you see now. If you hadn't done something like that, maybe you wouldn't need this deviant ritual."

I was shocked again, because I never thought that I would hear such words in a population like Jung. "If it weren't for you", "qualification", "11 million times"... Jung, as I know, would definitely not use these terms. The way he talks to me now makes me feel a kind of mental hysteria, as if he has reached the limit of collapse. I suddenly felt sad, sad for these old friends in front of me.

The flames are jumping, the black smoke is entwining, people are screaming and singing frantically. Behind the frenzy and frenzy, that extremely strong sadness unstoppable emerges from my heart. Its intensity makes me feel that I have re-understood what sadness is.

"You know? Jung." I suppressed my sad emotions and said to him: "I will kill you."

"Yes, you will." Jung's calm eyes went deep into the mad flames, "but not now. Because you also need this ritual, and the ritual cannot continue without us. You What we really should do, which is consistent with what we are about to do, is to inject the final catalyst into this ceremony. Similarly, you cannot complete it alone."

I know that the people of the torchlight and these "old friends" are hostile to me, but still decide the reason for me to stay-what I feel is more detailed than what Jung said. They need me to fill the last gap, and they think I can fill this last gap.

"Are you going to make me and Fujiang into sacrifices? Jung," I said.

"...Know? Gao Chuan." Jung did not add the word "Mr." to my name this time, "What is the biggest deviation from the truth of the end?"

I remained silent, and he went on to say: "There is naturally no end. When the end does not happen, the biggest deviation in the world appears. However, if the arrival of the end has become the truth, then this The biggest deviation becomes an illusory lie~IndoMTL.com~The torchlight's deviation ceremony cannot make this lie true."

"So, what else do you have such crazy hopes for?" I asked.

"Although the results of the doomsday cannot be reversed directly, we can make every factor leading to the doomsday deviate. This is what the Torchlight has been doing in the past." Jung said here and paused. Said: "Although from the current situation, the deviations created by Torchlight in the past are all failures, but all these failures can also be said to be preparations for the success of this last deviation ceremony. Just adjusting this biggest ceremony countless times is to deflect all the doomsday factors at this stage-if you didn't do something like that, after a deviation, more people would definitely survive, but, There is no way now. After this deviant ritual, all doomsday factors will be deviated. Even if you look back in time, the facts that happened before the deflection will not be able to be modified and become a set matter."

"The world line jumps..." I gave an example, but he immediately denied it.

"There will be no change. Regardless of the theory of time and space, the death of billions of people will be the set result." Jung said, the deep and crazy eyes also showed sadness. "So, I hate you, I curse you, Gao Chuan. If someone can be redeemed, you will not be among them."

"...really?" I cannot express the emotions in my heart, but there is no doubt that I have no room for regret, so I do not regret everything I have done, "Just curse me, Just do this."

"We don't need your mercy, you monster!" Jung heard my answer and immediately said to me in an angry voice.