Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 1290: Breakthrough

I can’t determine where we are now. There are no clear coordinates in this nightmare. Although it should be in the shape of a peninsula or island, I have never heard of anyone reaching the edge. ∷4∷5∷中∷text+◆, if you are close to the eye-catching buildings, such as around high towers, or on higher hills, you may be able to find reference objects, but where we are at this time The place is a forest belt at the foot of the hill. Looking around, although the trees are not dense, they are mixed with towering rocks, and there is no way to see them in the distance.

Our only choice is to choose a direction according to the terrain and our experience of survival in the wild, and then go all the way. However, the wild in the deepest night is more dangerous than the wild ecosystem in the normal environment. What people need to face is not beasts, but weirdness.

Three-level Mageweave Envoy Boy, Connector, Turner of Torchlight and Anna spontaneously turned their bodies, forming a back-to-back formation, watching the surrounding movement vigilantly. I jumped on the big rock one meter away beside the team, drew my knife and killed the weird one that was hidden below, like a wild dog.

In the bushes, from behind the trees, from the shadows of the rocks, there are constantly weird figures emerging. Not all of them are entities. Some are like smoke, some are like running water, and some have only a shadow. Moreover, some weirdness only exist in the induction of linkage determination, and cannot be directly observed with the naked eye. I'm also not sure, whether there is still a weirdness that can't be sensed even if the chain judgment is still watching. Because the weird forms and the ways of existence are very different, the weird amount that is only seen by the naked eye and sensed by our own ability is far from the weird amount that exists here.

It's huge and it's impossible to determine how many weird numbers there are, and it's intangible giving people great pressure. I am not afraid of these weirdness. In my observation, there is not much panic in other people's eyes. However, with such a weird nightmare, the pressure is also objective and cannot be ignored at all. I don't know how much they know about conscious walking, though. As long as they have a certain understanding, this understanding will increase their psychological burden. The weirdness in nightmares and the inexplicable dangers in the ideological world are actually similar things. Even a conscious walker has the initiative and adaptability that others do not have when walking consciously in a conscious world, but in the face of endless and unexplainable weirdness, he still dare not have the slightest bit of it. Lax.

Nightmare is also a kind of ideological world. The weirdness that appears here is absolutely impossible to eradicate. If the composition of this ideological world cannot be confirmed, it is even hard to imagine the origin of these weirdness. It is a great threat to ignore what kind of abilities Weird has, and its endless supply.

What's more, in the deepest night, everything is developing viciously. Gloomy sky. It seems to be bleeding, like a moon-like sphere. It seems to have been cut into a huge wound, and there are sparks and ashes scattered like snow everywhere, like a scene of hell, itself is a symbol of viciousness, no matter who it is, as long as you see it with your own eyes. There is no doubt about this, and it is absolutely conceivable how dangerous these hideous faces, or even strangeness in terms of their faces, are in the end.

In the darkness farther away. Around the vaguely visible but unclear obstacle, there are things like ghost fire dancing, and some lights are flashing, people can't help but think of beasts peeping at their prey, and what is even more palpitating is that there is Eye-like lines appear on the inorganic stone, as if even the stone has become a kind of lifelike and extremely active observer.

The line of sight peeping at us has not disappeared since we arrived here, but it has become more restless. Although we were not attacked in the first place, another feeling told us that once we started, we would directly enter the fierce fighting. I don't know what other people's life-saving skills are, but only my own words can indeed rely on quick skimming to escape in the shortest time.

Whether it's fighting or fleeing, it is not difficult for me. However, if other people don't have the ability to withdraw, in such a wilderness, surrounded by a large number of weirdness at an unknown distance, it is almost possible to survive.

Weirdness cannot be killed. Killing weirdness is not the purpose, and defeating and killing these things is meaningless. Perhaps there will be some "critical things" in the ideological world that will appear in weird ways, but such weirdness is absolutely rare and special, and keen people can basically detect it. Generally speaking, most weirdness are just weirdness, and they don't have the core particularity that the crisis can be resolved after defeat.

In the end, all killings will serve self-preservation and departure. This is the law of survival that every consciousness walker must understand when walking in the world of consciousness.

"Mr. Gaochuan, how about a clear road?" Turner said in a joking tone, but it sounded more like he was involuntarily releasing pressure in this way.

"Never fall in love with war." I reminded them.

"The direction of the breakthrough...Go over there." Anna pointed us a direction, but because of the lack of reference, she couldn't determine the south, east, west, and northwest. In a normal environment, the growth of trees, annual rings and even the stars in the sky can all point the way, but in this nightmare, these "normal" things do not exist. Even if it looks "normal" on the outside, it is absolutely abnormal on the inside.

"I remember your deviations are biased towards viciousness." said the young man of the third-level magicweave messenger.

"Yes, in that direction, you can avoid the current troubles, but you will definitely encounter greater hemp." Anna said without hesitation: "But if you don't go in that direction, there is no guarantee Can solve the current problem."

The atmosphere became silent again, but it only lasted for less than a second. In the shadow under the feet of the connector, a large glass bead-like object sprayed in all directions, wiping everyone’s bodies, and falling into the shadows. Then hide yourself in the weird group. I confirmed at the moment she took the shot that she was an electronic demon messenger, and these glass bead-like things, even if they weren't electronic demon, must have the power of electronic demon.

"Let's go!" Before the voice of the connector fell, I started to sweep quickly. The invisible high-speed passage bypassed everyone and extended in the direction Anna pointed. I have fallen from the top of the rock, and while others have slowed down several times and slowly reacted, I have hugged the connector and galloped along the invisible highway.

Behind me. It was as if something broke, and there was no actual sound, but the feeling of breaking something was very clear. I didn't look back, and I could feel a huge momentum, like a group of galloping beasts, rushing towards us. The huge number is galloping, as if to come first, engulfing all of us. But at this moment, explosions from all directions continued to sound. When I was galloping, this sound was dull and dense, but it made people want to stay away subconsciously.

I know, this feeling is probably the electronic demon of the connector, obstructing the weird army. At the same time, it sent a signal to the weird to fight.

The explosion was violent, but it only affected a small part of the weirdness. There are too many weird ones. The distribution range is almost every wilderness of the nightmare. There are many weirdness outside the explosion range, and even if it is affected by the explosion, or directly hit, there are weirdness that are not fatally affected.

As soon as the attack unfolds. There is no retreat.

I took the connector and swept all the way in the direction Anna pointed. Most of the weirdness cannot be reacted at this speed, but there are still some weirdness who are good at speed or have special skills. It is not a step slower. The distance is right behind me. It is trying to outflank it from the side. In my observations, this group of weird groups that can react is like a small piece of sand that separates by itself in a pile of sand, interspersed and surrounded by complex terrain and dense weirdness, trying to intercept me. .

My speed is very fast, but it is still not the ultimate, or I have never confirmed what my ultimate speed is, but I have always explained it as "relatively fast". In this deep night, affected by the old Hawk’s seal, the power of the magic lines cannot always be used in the smoothest and most thorough way. There is no specific data recording and comparison, but just a feeling. . It seems that I can do better, but it is difficult to show it.

Therefore, I am not surprised at all when there is an existence that speed cannot completely get rid of. I am still relatively faster than any reference objects, but this kind of "quickness" cannot get rid of them in an instant. The speed difference between me and the enemy is very small in most cases in this nightmare. When there are many reference objects, according to the specific selected reference object's own movement changes, as well as the change of the reference object, the adjustment of its own speed will also become not smooth.

It's like an old machine. When it's running, its internal components will trip up from time to time, or even stop suddenly, failing to reach the normal operating efficiency.

Even so, I am still fast. In the staggered attack on the front line, I never doubted that the final winner was myself.

Weirdness suddenly appeared in the sky ahead, the weird that was selected for reference suddenly stopped, and the weirdness that was closely followed by the chain judgement has been focused on, suddenly turned into a thin spiral line, speeding up, or spraying a lot of Liquids, flames, dust, sharp solids, and the temperature of the air also drop suddenly. Before he could think about it, the fighting instinct had already made the body jump, and after less than a second, a layer of thorny frost spread to a radius of 20 meters in the blink of an eye, centering on the original position of the foot. Immediately afterwards, sharp ice thorns rose into the air.

The slow sense of speed became lubricated again. The speed-sweeping super power is always in effect, and there is no dead end in the chain determination. After determining the new reference object within the scope of the chain determination, the speed sweep accelerated again, and the new invisible high-speed passage was re-established in the suddenly complicated offensive. I twisted my body, the ice spurs passed by, and I drilled through the gap, took out a crossbow with my left hand, shot arrows, and shot through a few weird bodies like wild beasts.

After speeding down to the ground, the long knife slashed out at a faster speed.

Not all weirdness can keep moving at high speed while attacking, and only a few weirdness can increase their speed again. Even if it is a weird that can move instantaneously, there is a certain time interval between the appearance and the lock on the target attack. This time difference is very short in the eyes of others, so in the eyes of others, the offensive launched by the weird at this moment is like a torrential flood. Unstoppable.

However, for experts who are really good at high-speed combat, as long as there are intervals between attacks and actions, it is impossible to maintain a certain degree of continuity in everyone's actions, even if they appear to be organized on the surface. It is also full of flaws, which can be broken down and broken one by one in the same way as a scalpel.

I interspersed in these weird attack intervals and action intervals. Their actions have no continuity, no coordination, and no rhythm. In the chain determination, their positions and their attacks are very obvious. Although a giant net is opened, it looks like a tattered giant net. The invisible high-speed passage runs through this giant network, constantly adjusting the direction and curve according to the area, change range and position of the mesh-and this is my counterattack route.

Even if you hold a person, you can only free up one hand to use the weapon, but the advantages in speed and rhythm can only maintain a few breaths. It is also enough for me to kill the prey locked by the chain decision.

I am in Mercedes-Benz, everything becomes slow. Their movements are so awkward.

The long knife swung out. I thought, if the weird people have eyes, then there must be only a flash of light.

Everything that is swept by the blade, whether tangible or intangible. Whether it is physical or non-physical, whether it is visible or invisible to the naked eye, all are cut off. The gap that cannot be bridged. Constantly expanding, so that the upper and lower left and right are separated.

When the scene of the cutting subsided, I had reached the top of another rock more than ten meters high. And this place, of course, is also in the direction Anna pointed out. Anna is not a prophet. Her power is deviation. The specific principle is not clear, but it is probably to use the power of deviation to interfere with the development of things. At the same time, she can also observe the development of things to a certain extent. Observation and interference are carried out simultaneously, so she can point out a "temporarily correct" direction. But because deviation tends to develop malignantly, temporary correctness is more like a mistake in the longer-term future.

However, in many cases, if you are not even temporarily correct, I am afraid you will not even see the wrong future. No one can be sure whether one can survive without choosing this "temporary right", so no one can resist even knowing that this is only "temporary right".

At least, everyone here has chosen this "temporarily correct".

I am condescending, sniping the weirdness of besieging other people with a crossbow. Although not at my speed, the three-level Mageweave Envoy teenager and the two of the torchlight cooperated tacitly, and in a savage way, they directly tore the encirclement of the weirs. The tornado-like ashes enveloped the two of them rushing forward, and when they were condescending, they could feel a certain kind of chaos arising from the weirdness in an overall way-as if they were unable to devote themselves to the battle. , Something invisible is holding their hands and feet, making them unable to perform normally.

I think this is the "deviation" power of Turner and Anna, but in terms of vicious bias, even if it seems to be "good" for us right now, it should still be "bad" for us in the longer term. . For example, making these weirdness abnormal at this time will eventually make these weirdness stronger.

The Ash Tornado led the two to fall beside me and the connector, and then gathered back into the body of the third-level Mageweave Envoy boy.

"Need a break?" I asked.

"It's OK." The third-level magic pattern envoy boy glanced at the magic pattern on his right wrist, "Mr. Gaochuan, these weirdness...can be absorbed by the magic pattern?"

"Yes, but you have to be careful." I kindly advised him: "Assimilating these things, maybe it will make you crazy."

"Maybe?" The third-level Mageweave Messenger boy was a little surprised~IndoMTL.com~ I just got this information, but I haven't confirmed it specifically, but personally, it's correct. Especially in the deepest night. "

The third-level Mageweave Envoy boy cast a thoughtful look at it hanging in the sky, like the moon, but it was extraordinarily huge and heavy, as if there was still a hole in it, and a sphere flowing with blood. It looks like the shadow of the surface of the lunar crater. When the observation is made from the tower, it is the nightmare of Las Vegas. I don’t know if he can see it with the naked eye, but at this moment, I can’t see it. from.

Whether the nightmare of Las Vegas is clear or not should be determined by many factors. At this time, on the tower, observing the sphere, whether the cracked hole is the nightmare passage from Las Vegas to this nightmare, can’t help but make people wonder, but as far as the result is concerned, it’s just different. Fang's mysterious organization's plan has entered a new stage.

When the deepest night brings more changes to this nightmare, the monsters in the depths of Nightmare Las Vegas will be "liberated" from that hole into this nightmare. Before and after that point in time, this nightmare should overlap with the Peninsula Mental Hospital, and then become a special temporary data hedging space. That is the battlefield filled with traps by mysterious organizations from all sides. (To be continued...)