Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 1536: Smelly

The alien right hand is like an independent life, but the half human form other than this right hand is more like a puppet, a useless thing, no matter in appearance or ability, it shows no extraordinary Place. Unlike Father Edward’s body and the human sculptures seen before, although this right-handed monster also exhibits various life characteristics, it seems to have defects in its thinking ability. It is learning how I speak, and it seems to be repeating mechanically. It is like a toddler who is learning to speak, and even this simple repetition cannot be done perfectly.

There are too many noises in its tone, which makes it feel as if it has just opened its eyes to peer into the world. However, the moment it sees this world, it is already full of malice. The shape of its eyeballs and the shape of its mouth seem to depict people's impression of the word "demon". The word "demon" has not been interpreted in a positive sense since its birth, and of course I don't think that this thing in front of me can be filled with kindness.

The monster with the right hand swayed, and it looked like a half-headless humanoid beckoning the right hand. In addition to the index finger with the eyeball, the four tentacle-like fingers that had become soft and long were drawn like a whip, and they were sharp. The breaking wind. I have already observed that at the moment of swinging, the four tentacles begin to harden and become sharp, just like real blades. At this speed, even the giant wood that two people pack together can be cut in two.

While the tentacles that are as sharp as a blade and as soft as a whip are coming, I have been inserted into this seemingly inevitable process for others. No matter how fast it swings, it can’t make up for the gap between the tentacles. Four It is impossible for the root tentacles to cover all the spaces airtight. No gaps are just the illusion of high speed, and this illusion is like a bubble burst in front of a quick sweep.

The invisible high-speed passage is precisely inserted into the trajectory of the tentacles. In my Mercedes, these weapons that are terribly lethal to others suddenly stopped at a point in time. Of course they are still moving in my observations, however. This kind of movement is so slow, even if they are also accelerating, but in the time they have moved one centimeter, I have been heading up. Throw them behind again.

The fourth-level magic pattern changed the edge of the umbrella, making it as sharp as a blade. When I passed through the gap between the four tentacles, it spun and cut off these tentacles. I can't keep up with the eyeball of the monster on my right hand. Turning to the half-human form, I was preparing to smash it into ten thousand pieces like the previous time, but I saw eyeballs suddenly appearing behind the half-human form, as if these eyeballs were originally hidden in the flesh. Here, I only opened my eyelids at this time, and the speed of opening my eyes has completely caught up with my speed at this time-no, specifically, it seems to reach a corresponding speed value for my speed at this time, no matter How fast am I. They can open their eyes in time for my immediate speed when I reach this position.

Is it a trap? no doubt.

These eyeballs glowed with red light, just like the premonition that the tentacle monster that appeared in the circular arena was about to emit a laser beam, but in fact no beam of light came out. When I intended to adjust to the assumption of "ejecting a beam of light", at the moment when this judgment affected the behavior—although it was only a very small change—these eyeballs exploded one after another.

The right-handed monster lost its "body" and fell to the ground. Before it touched the ground, this half-human body had become fleshy and exploded in all directions. However, the real attack did not come from the impact of this self-detonation, but from the further disintegration of these fleshy meats-the solid became liquid, and the liquid became gas again. The flesh-colored gas began to deteriorate, quickly turning into purple-black, exuding an extreme odor.

Yes, I only feel the smell, but it's just this smell. I almost fainted. I can't describe the degree of this smell at all, it is not as simple as "filthy" anymore. On the contrary, there is a sense of purity, which is like excluding any foreign matter that causes "smelly", it will not produce toxicity, and will not add additional flavors such as "sour".

It's smelly.

Extremely smelly.

Clean to the extreme smell.

It's like describing only the simplest concept of "smelly".

My speed is so fast at this time. However, before I slashed the monster, I felt that my olfactory system was exposed to this odor and collapsed. The abnormality of the olfactory nerve, like an avalanche, causes more abnormalities on the nerve level. I feel that my head is screwed together by invisible force, my muscles are not dictated, my hands and feet are paralyzed, and I can’t do what I want. exercise. Then, my consciousness began to trance. In the trance, another sense of strength and sharpness rushed toward my face. I subconsciously dodged, and my body suddenly lost balance. After passing the attack at a very fast speed, I could no longer adjust my body movements again. Fortunately, the invisible high-speed passage formed by the rapid sweep can still maintain a driving force to maintain a moving state when the body is unable to move.

The degree and duration of my trance are less severe than when I was facing the mental impact of the Moon God when the Peninsula Data was hedging the space. This allows me to maximize the effectiveness of the experience I gained from the peninsula data hedging space battle. In the shortest possible time, I escaped to a hundred meters away. Only then did I breathe in the fresh air and breathe slightly from the extreme smell.

The smell is still radiating, and the smell is diluted in all directions with the wind. However, as the range expands, more impurities are filled in, and the smell is gradually deteriorated. Although it is still very smelly and does not want to be contaminated at all, Becomes "acceptable".

This is my most disgusting and unexpected attack since I came into contact with the mystery. I almost think that Father Edward prepared this method specifically for my quick raid. Disgusting, but just from personal experience, it is simply the most innovative and effective way to date.

The smell is centered on this demon who doesn't know what it is in disguise. It is fully covered and has no dead ends. The closer you get to the muddy thing, the stronger the effect of the smell. And the distance between me and it was so close at the time, it was just playing a 100% role. Afterwards, analyzing the details of the battle also made me even more convinced that Father Edward had deliberately let me approach.

It's an old treacherous cunning! The emotions in my heart are rolling, and this loss is really impressive.

The violent and extreme odor left an extremely deep impression in my mind, once the brain started to turn. This uncomfortable impression will come up in the first place. This is not just as simple as a "bad impression", it is more like a brand of curse, even if it is not as strong as the experience at the time, but the influence still exists. It still makes my body feel numb.

Every time I think about it, every time my impression is overwhelming, my actions will suddenly become rigid. If you don’t think about it, there is probably no problem, but. It is very difficult for me to fight without thinking and relying entirely on instinct. My thinking turned, for a long time, it was not that I was willing to think about it, it was more like an irresistible mental illness. It's not that I think too much and become a mental patient, but because I am a mental patient, I can't control the rotation and direction of my thinking. My thoughts jumped, even if I knew I had to concentrate in battle, I couldn't carry out what I knew I should do.

Especially when the peninsula data hedge space and Luna battle. The incredible mental impact power of the Moon God is like igniting a barrel of dynamite, causing me to have mixed thoughts, unstoppable, the degree of jumping of thinking and the frequent change of thoughts that even I can’t distinguish the shape and content are far beyond mine. The extent that the body can bear is still left with the negative effects of the time.

The odor attack at this time is like a ghost, entangled in my rapid thinking changes, interspersed with the change of thoughts. There is nothing hidden, full of malice, exposed to my unquenchable mood swings.

My body seems to be covered with a load that cannot be removed, and I have to carry out the next battle in such an imperfect state.

When I realized this. The body has vomited involuntarily. The residual impact of the odor attack is greater than I expected.

The purple-black smelly mass gradually faded in the strong blowing wind, revealing the flesh-colored substance of black water, flesh and spores solidified into a mass. The half-human figure that grew out of the pustule has completely disappeared, but the right-handed monster that fell on the ground has been entangled by a section of intestines, slowly dragging it back into the flesh-colored substance under my gaze—but. Compared with the time when he grew up on a half-human figure, the right-handed monster at this time is more like the right hand of a monster, and there is no longer the sense of inconsistency that is against the object.

Probably because, compared to the half-human shape, the shape of this flesh-and-blood substance gives people a feeling of heterogeneity, and it matches the feeling of the right-handed monster itself.

Farther afield, the battle between Sitianyuan Kayako and Saya is still going on. However, Heishui seems to have insufficient stamina. Although he has the upper hand with a larger volume, he is completely unable to do so. Shake the footsteps of Saya hyperpolymer, let alone disrupt the rhythm of this battle. Saya is also a monster that can make up for itself by eroding foreign objects. The erosive power of alienated flesh and blood is not weaker than that of black water. The mystery of both sides is so similar in nature, and in terms of fighting style, it seems to be the same. The mold is the same-bombard the opponent with a huge body, weaken the opponent with weird erosion, instantly transform the battle environment, and become more beneficial to you. However, if these things can be done by both parties, then We can only compare which one is better. Even if one side is stronger than one side, if there is no obvious gap, and no obvious weakness, the battle cannot be ended in a short time.

The shock wave generated by the battle between the two is not too difficult for the existing mystery experts to deal with. The problem is only the erosion of the peninsula environment by the two sides-originally this erosion is for the fierce battle in front of you. The enemy, but the most affected are the people who are on the sidelines.

The previous mistakes caused a piece of black water, spores and abnormal flesh and blood to be spilled on the body. However, it seems that the body of this fourth-level magicweave messenger can already adapt, so the discomfort brought about, instead It is weaker than the continuation of the smell. I put away the umbrella and exposed myself to this harsh environment full of alienation and erosion. Ironically, the sudden increase in discomfort slightly dissipated the discomfort caused by the stench.

I saw a crack in my arm suddenly, and it seemed that my eyes were about to grow. I felt a lump bulging under the skin of my back. After I grasped it tightly, I tried to open my fingers. Obviously sticky feeling, as if the skin between the fingers has melted together, and my hair felt itchy, like snakes squirming. Abnormal feelings like this one after another, but they all stay at a critical point where the mutation is about to be completed, and they can no longer make a breakthrough.

I used a knife to cut the skin where the abnormal feeling was coming out. It was pus, not blood, but the pus ran out quickly, leaving normal blood.

Compared with me, the monster on the opposite side has completely adapted to the mutation. No, it should be said that it has actively mutated enough to benefit from this harsh environment.

However, although there is a odor barrier, I don't want to get close again at all, but that doesn't mean it can take this opportunity to escape. Father Edward understands that, in front of me, no matter what sloppy methods are used, whether it is a step ahead or a distance in advance, it will not help. Even if you want to use movement without a process such as space transfer, as long as there are any observable signs when using the ability, I will catch this "initiating mystery" behavior.

If you want to escape, "fast" is meaningless, but it depends on whether it is secret enough and whether it is far enough. It's so secret that I can't detect ~IndoMTL.com~ can't react, and it's far beyond my scope of observation, judgment, and intuition.

Speaking of which, in the last few disguises, you have used demons that are not strong in mobility, but are more specific in abilities." From the outside, I don’t know whether there is a monster with self-thinking ability. Speaking of: "Is it a tactic that was deliberately prepared for me?"

I don't care what it is doing at all. If it continues to look like a puddle of mud, for me, it is also very desirable. Anyway, my goal is not to kill anyone. It can of course choose to mutate further, but no matter what it does, it takes time. The more it does, the more weird it is, the more time it consumes. Even if it becomes stronger than me after mutation enhancement, it doesn't matter, because my purpose is not to defeat it, and through this degree of mutation enhancement, the degree of improvement cannot easily kill me.

"Whatever you want to do, as long as you don't leave immediately, and you can't leave immediately, it is victory for me." I looked at the eyeball of the right hand, calmly, and tried to use words to oppress. (To be continued.)

PS: 　　 The serial number of the chapter yesterday was wrong, it was written as 1514, it should be 1534.

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