Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 1541: Farewell

Sitianyuan Gayaco finally snatched Saya from Father Edward. In other words, she is Saya, and her consciousness is at least Saya's self-consciousness and surface consciousness. Her image at this time and her previous image as "Maria in Red" are different from Asian races relative to European and American races, but now when presented in this huge form, she perfectly integrates the characteristics of the two. , And became like a mixed-race face.

This face is of course beautiful. Whether you are only familiar with Sitianin Kayako, or those who are only familiar with the red girl Maria, you can find a place you are familiar with, and even feel that today’s She is actually the daughter of Sitianyuan Gayako and Maria in red through some mysterious means.

It’s just that, no matter how much familiarity there is, today’s Sitianin Gaya Coconut is no longer a human being. From the physical structure or the level of self-recognition, it probably cannot be called a "human", but A temporarily new species, a unique monster.

Her image proves that the result obtained in my imaginary battlefield is also the actual result.

She is standing on the peninsula, and the black flowers that once bloomed all over the ground have withered, leaving only a barren and withered land. There is no water, no plants, only stone, weathered scenes that stretch from underfoot to the periphery of the peninsula. Along the coast is a huge dry river, and towards the inner 6th place, there is also a large view of the Gobi.

"What the **** are you now?" I glide in the air, gazing at this huge monster of human-like female appearance, and asked to myself.

She seemed to hear it. It seems that the answer itself has already existed in the previously imagined battlefield.

She didn't make a sound, but I seemed to hear the cheerful voice. That voice seemed to come from my imagination, flowed from my brain, like the voice I guessed from her, and like her inner voice emerging in my heart through invisible channels.

"Achieved, finally, finally! Finally realized! My ambitions. My dreams, my strength! I am the mother of the new humanity, I am Lilith and Amaterasu. I am a god. A man-made **** , Will eventually live high in the sky." The voice was so high, but when I listened carefully, it was only silent, as if this sentence was just another auditory hallucination.

Sitianyuan Gaya Coconut is so tall at this time. It looked like a huge mountain, but it stood up straight, and even if it raised its hand again, it couldn't touch the alienated Youjiang and Moon Eyes in the sky. As if trying to catch the sun and the moon, Sitianyuan Kayako stretched out his hand towards the figure that was asleep in the shape of Alien Youjiang before the trial. In any case, it's like being separated by a long distance. This distance seems to be fixed, which means "high above". In terms of my flight alone, even if I continue to rise, I still don’t think it can reach the location of Alien Youjiang. Her location is no longer a conventional spatial location, but more like a concept created by mystery.

The Alien Youjiang and Moon Eyes hung high in the sky, like gods, unable to touch, covering the sky and obscuring the sun. Even at this moment, the fusion of Heishui and Saya can be regarded as gods to a certain extent. The same powerful four garden Sayoko. I can only witness this figure in a standing posture and looking up. It was at this time that I gradually had a feeling of alienation that seemed to be sleeping. Youjiang didn't do nothing. Her sleeping was not simply because of the destruction of the peninsula's hedging space. When the challengers on the ground swallowed each other and created a powerful individual, this final weapon, which has been shaped by the Nazis who have lived high in the sky, also used this time to change ways that others could not recognize. Get stronger.

The appearance of being judged, just like the human beings described in the occult before sublimating themselves. The inevitable judgment is the last hurdle faced by the perceivable end of the cognizable power as the knowable. It is a punishment that transcends the essence between man and God, a ritual, and a sacrifice. It is also the most common way of sublimation.

Only by being judged, sacrificed, and even killed, can we change from knowable to unknown, from finite to infinite. In mysticism, such a scene means that, like a pupa breaking out of a butterfly, it fades away. In the past, the various possessions of oneself, as well as the various limitations and frameworks shaped by oneself while gaining such all kinds of ownership, have entered a realm beyond the reach of one's intelligence.

At this moment, I think of these things. And there is a voice from weak to strong, constantly emphasizing that this is the fact. Before Sitianin Kayako captured Saya, this kind of thought did not exist, but when the extremely tall Sitianin Kayako came into my field of vision, the thought became more and more. strong.

Is this a Nazi plan? Did the Nazis think of it a long time ago? Are there any deviations? Can it be stopped? Has the alienation of Youjiang been completed? Is it almost done? What will happen when it is finished? What if it can't be done? Has this scene been foreseen in District 51? Are there any targeted strategies? They are confident that they were created jointly by themselves and others. Can the Sitianyuan Kayako, which is almost the most powerful at the moment, be able to defeat such an enemy?

Countless unanswered questions are rushing. Then, my chain determination once again observed the people in the 51st district. They appeared suddenly, and when they appeared, they were also carrying out actions that seemed to have nothing to do with the battle that was about to begin. It is not so much that they are rectifying their outfits and preparing to participate in the final battle. It is better to say that their management is more like leaving. I don’t know where the materials are piled up densely, the containers for measuring are opened, connected to the pipes, and temporarily transformed and integrated. The products of the circular technology style are constantly eroding the stone scenery, and they are facing in all directions. spread. Jiang Chuan and Zuo Chuan were also among this group of people.

They found me too, maybe they knew I was gliding in the air, but only then did someone wave at me. I put aside the calmness of Sitianyuan Gaya Coconut and the disturbing sleep of Alien Youjiang, adjusted my gliding posture and landed where the group of people were. Although the current situation still meets the needs of my plan, I still want to understand what kind of ideas they have in order to facilitate the promotion of this battle to this end.

I just landed on the ground. John Bull, who has been in charge of contacting, walked up and punched me in the shoulder. What she has done is not pure, but her emotions give people a pure and clean feeling. It's just like. She does not bring emotions into the things she is going to do, nor will she let what she has done and what she is doing affect her emotions. Such a distinct person is rarely seen even in my experience.

I paused for a moment on her relaxed smile, and looked over her shoulders, looking to stand further behind. Jiang Chuan and Zuo Chuan were stiff and evasive. I feel that they have a kind of unspeakable emotion, which cannot be expressed, but it is not just that they don't know how to express it, but that they have a strong idea that restrains this emotion. I felt that they seemed to be in pain, but there was relief in the pain, as if this pain gnawed at the heart. But I felt it was taken for granted, and I felt it had to be so, in order to get a little comfort and peace in my heart.

Is it guilt? I couldn't help but think about it, but I never thought about reprimanding them because of what they did, and I didn't think that what they did was an unforgivable betrayal. As for "forgiveness" or something. There is no way to talk about it, because, in my heart, they didn't do anything to miss. Maybe what they did. It really brought me trouble and hurt, but to me, accepting this trouble and hurt is what I must carry while accepting them.

What they did that really surprised me was that they became mysterious only after they were eroded by "Jiang". However, their behavior seems to be more inclined to Dorothy and the others, rather than "Jiang". Simply put, I did not feel that they have signs of being controlled by "Jiang". Maybe I am not sensitive enough, but, As a chess piece of Dorothy, he accepted the power of "Jiang", and to a certain extent seemed to get rid of the control of "Jiang". In any case, I felt that there was an indescribable hazy feeling and distortion. Sense and ambivalence.

The existence and actions of Zuo Chuan and Jiang Chuan now look a bit like a confrontation between "Jiang" and Dorothy and others. Perhaps it is precisely because of this taste that I subconsciously accept them. Because, to a certain extent, there is not much difference between my situation and their situation. As Gao Chuan, his own position and cognition are also a battlefield. Everything that surrounds Gaochuan has never been simple and clear.

"Did the two of them do anything bad?" John Bull's voice intervened. Obviously, she also felt something floating in my eyes with Jiang Chuan and Zuo Chuan.

"No, they just be themselves." As I said this, a corner of my heart became soft. I don’t think it would be beneficial for them to rush forward and tell Zuo Chuan and Jiang Chuan their opinions. Maybe they just want to avoid me, so and so, watching from a distance is just watching. Me.

"Be yourself?" John Bull didn't seem to understand, but he said in a matter-of-fact tone: "Being yourself may not get the right results, but just for yourself, it can't be said to be wrong."

"Yes, so they didn't do anything wrong." I nodded, took my gaze from Zuo Chuan and Jiang Chuan, and answered very seriously and sincerely.

"So, the wrong world?" John Bull said jokingly.

"No, there is nothing wrong with the world, it's just like this." I answered calmly.

"Don't you think that this kind of dialogue is very shameful and ashamed?" John Bull patted his forehead with a wry smile and said: "We are going to leave."

"Just leave like this?" I asked back.

"What we can do has been done." John Bull looked seriously at the tall figure of the distant Sitianyuan Kayako, "She is the final plan, the last strength, and the final execution of this Raiders operation. The person is the crystallization of all the sacrifices made in this repeater. If she fails, it is the failure of this Raiders operation. Those of us can no longer give the slightest help, because we have done our best. It’s because there is nothing you can do anymore, and it’s not a battlefield you can step into, so it’s wise to choose to leave."

"Before the start of the operation, it was said that this Raiders operation is a life of nine deaths for everyone. If you can't win, you will die without life." I said.

"Look at the rest of the people, aren't they a life of nine deaths?" John Bull stared at my eyes, without a trace of frivolity, "If the next escape fails, then, no matter whether the strategy is completed or not, it will It is ten deaths and no life. Even so, a gamble at this time is still greater than the chance of staying. Rather, the creation of this gambleable opportunity is the result of the previous sacrifices. Mr. Gao Chuan , This is not a ridiculous thing."

"I never think this is ridiculous." I responded with the same serious gaze, "It's just that I would expect that everyone who has come together until now can stay till the end and see the final result with my own eyes. Results."

"This is not a rational idea." John Bull said.

"Yes~IndoMTL.com~Because it is not rationality, but sentimentality, that dominates my words and deeds. "However, I will not stop you, and I will also pray for everyone to be safe to escape. Sorry, this is what I can finally What has been done for you is nothing compared to the embarrassment for you before. "

"If you can go alive, no matter how many complaints you have, you will have a chance to say it." John Bull finally smiled, took out a cigarette from his pocket and threw it, "You don't seem to be leaving with us, do you? Then survive. Right. Only by surviving can we complain, like, hate, and become friends and enemies."

I grabbed the cigarette, didn't light it, just put it in my pocket.

"Goodbye, friend...

"Goodbye." John Bull gave me a thumbs up, "When we meet again, we will be the enemy."

Farewell like this, the last worry and hesitation in my heart disappeared without a trace. I turned around, spread out, and ran towards the direction of Sitianyuan Kayako. (To be continued.)◆When you come to the cloud, you can get the view.◆

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