Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 186: The boundary of death
186 The Limits of Death
The black-robed men standing in front of the gate whispered and whispered. I didn't understand what they were talking about. Fu Jiang, who received my inquiry, also shook his head, saying that he didn't understand. (
Reading Network) Although Fu Jiang does not understand dozens of languages like the Prophet Mayne, the lingua franca of all major countries can more or less reach the level of comprehension. The language of the other party is obviously a small language or dialect, but I heard that some secret organizations will create proprietary languages that members can learn only in order to increase mystery and cohesion.
Now I want to rush to deal with them in one breath. In this severe weather of heavy rain and dense fog, it is really uncomfortable to be wet all over. Those dark and depressing tones and breaths are irritating people’s emotions. disturbed. It is hard to imagine that there will be people who like to stay in such a world-this mysterious organization is clearly acting for the purpose of expanding and manipulating this world. So far, the power of **** that has become stronger step by step has clearly made them want to stop.
I would rather stay in the ugly and gloomy world like hell, but also gain a certain position and power above others-I have not been able to understand the origin of this way of thinking, which made me more sure, myself and These people will never get along. Whether in a nightmare or in reality.
Staring at these people in black robes who dress themselves up as weird and deliberately distinguish themselves from normal, a feeling of resistance and disgust is constantly growing in my heart. Their eyes, actions, and language all make this emotion swell. But there is a voice in my mind telling myself that the harsher the environment, the more calmly you must observe.
In terms of collective combat effectiveness, the five of us are undoubtedly at a disadvantage. Except for me and Fu Jiang, the other three are ordinary people who are helpless, either women or children. Fu Jiang and I are not much better. Our abilities are limited in this world. All we can rely on are physical fitness and fighting experience that surpass ordinary people. The five people who were put down by us before seemed nothing remarkable, but they were just careless. If we used the strange trick of making the fog from the beginning, Fu Jiang and I would not have any advantage.
More importantly, although the previous battle was won, this information was leaked out. They will not take it lightly anymore, and the number is large, there are dozens less to say, if they swarm up, even if it is just a hand-to-hand fight, we have no chance of winning. Not to mention that they can still use the gray fog tricks.
How many forms and direct attack power that kind of trick can produce, we are completely unclear about these. The enemy hides a large number of hole cards, and our intelligence is at a glance. For me, who is accustomed to conducting targeted operations after obtaining intelligence, it is really a headache.
To be honest, I can't think of a way to save the three ordinary people in this battle. I can't even think of the reason why Fu Jiang and I can survive the frontal attack. But you can't escape. This is the enemy's home field. No matter where you go, you can't escape the world created by the nightmare. It is also a joke to retreat temporarily and delay time. The enemy is obviously not a fool with a flood of brains, and we will not continue to sway guerrilla warfare.
The only good news is that nearly half of the black-robed people are lining up to make a mask, and that mask seems to be their source of power. There is also the door in front of me. It is the most "import and export" feature I have seen so far. If it has something to do with the door that appears in the offensive and defensive battle of the advent circuit, is the experience of entering and leaving the "door" valid here?
"How? Are you thinking about it? A Chuan." Fu Jiang stared at my slightly bitter face, and the expression on her face knew that she hadn't thought about these sloppy things at all.
She is not a simple fool, she just chose the attitude of relying on intuition to act. The reason may sound ridiculous to others. She is proficient in psychology, but she upholds the philosophy of simple thinking, using her words. In other words, although there are tens of thousands of reasons and thoughts that lead to action, when the action itself is determined, there is only one reason, that is, the most primitive needs of the body, emotions, and soul.
If you feel happy and smooth, then it is the right action.
I have no idea how she feels like "happiness" and "smoothness", but I envy her way of acting. Because that's something I can't do, and I've really had enough of thinking about it.
Analysis and planning are not something people like me are good at. Thinking back to myself when I was a child, I would not do these headaches. Only after entering junior high school, in order to become a "top student", but realized that I was mediocre, I had to force myself to think and treat it as myself. The "characteristics" are strengthened.
Having witnessed the sadness and ugliness of many losers, I have long realized that people without the characteristics of Ranwen Novel Networks cannot survive well in that world. When it comes to physical abilities and personality charm, I really don’t have the advantage of Ranwen.com. These two seem to be very particular about the so-called "talent". Even if you exercise, your apex will be subject to "talent." But thinking is different, whether it is logical thinking or perceptual thinking, as long as they are not low-powered, most people are at an average value, but they can grow up through continuous exercise, and there is no limit to the burning of novels.
Yes, that's what I think. To get ahead, you must choose a characteristic that is not limited by your talents, and through exercise to achieve the extreme that others cannot do because of inertia. Although I hate it very much, this kind of action has become a habit. When pain and trouble become a habit, what a pathetic way of life it is.
Recently, I feel this sadness more and more. Therefore, the more I feel my success, the more I envy people who don't have to force myself like this.
Standing next to Fu Jiang, I feel like a harlequin, thinking hard but not changing the current status quo.
"Can't think of it." I confessed my failure bluntly. Although I felt ashamed, it made me feel relieved.
Other people, including Fu Jiang, looked at me with a surprised look, which made me a little uncomfortable.
"What are you doing?" I said irritably.
"I didn't expect you to say that.".
"Ah, it's amazing. You seem to be the kind of nasty guy who has a very good head and likes calculations."
"It's very interesting. It's the first time I heard you say this after so long." Tomoe seemed to be in a good mood, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. "Although I like Agawa's awkward appearance, but now it is like this. It seems not bad too."
The words of these women make me wonder whether they are ridicule or sarcasm.
"Hey, I don't think this is something to celebrate." I said, "There is no doubt that I am the smartest person here. I can't figure out what it means. Do you really know what it means? We are dead."
The calmness of my voice surprised me, and I knew I was not frightening them, and I couldn't find a reason to survive. However, at this moment, facing the logical death, he actually accepted it so indifferently. I don't want to cry at all, and I don't feel desperate.
"I know." I don't know what's going on, but Jane with a pale face even said with a calm smile: "In fact, this end is obvious."
"Aren't you afraid?"
"Fear to death, but if you are destined to die, you can't be afraid." She lowered her head and looked at her son John, pressing her palms on his shoulders, while the boy bit her lip, stubbornly. To support his mother. Jane raised her head and said to me, "Thank you very much, Mr. Crow."
I understand what she means. At this time, the black-robed men who had already discussed what to do with us began to surround us. My mood is calm, but the palms of my hands are still sweating. The cold rain and mist wetted my body, but my body started to get hot. Occasionally, when lightning pierced the sky, this thought appeared in my mind: If I were stronger, and if I had a handy weapon in my hand, I might be able to save the woman and child standing behind me.
However, now I don’t have anything. I left the only possibility by Marceau's side.
I do not regret it, but if my shoulders can be more generous and powerful, if I can enter the doomsday illusion earlier...
There is a melancholy mood ruminating sour in the tail.
"I didn't do anything, don't thank me."
"No, you made me accept this fact. You may not know it, you have a peculiar power that allows me to look at death peacefully." Jane’s smile is like a flower that is teetering in the rain, "Yes. Do you want something?"
The black robe people are already standing in their respective positions, and the number is increasing as the masks are made. From the beginning, this was a destined fact.
"What's the matter?" I asked.
"Please do it." Jane said, "I don't want myself and John to be eaten by that ugly thing as food."
"It's the same here. I don't want to become dregs and let it out, and then put it on these different faces." Trinity sneered and scanned the black-robed man, the cold and sharp eyes penetrated. Their masks.
My throat seems to be blocked by a hot coal.
"I..." I just made a painful sound, two hands pierced through the bodies of the mother and son of Jane and John, and they came out of the chest. Standing behind them was Fu Jiang who didn't know when to get there. , She waited early as if she knew what the two of them were going to say, and then shot out quickly.
The eyes of Jane and John lost their looks in the blink of an eye, because death came so suddenly, so regretful and nervous expressions were frozen on their pale faces.
"My technique is very good, they are not painful." Fu Jiang said with a smile, and took his hand out.
The two corpses fell to the ground with a thud, and the entire world seemed to be taken away by the sudden departure of these two beings with all the sounds and colors. The movements of the black-robed people seemed to stop, and the strong sense of threat from them suddenly disappeared, replaced by a kind of tension and fear.
I suddenly wanted to laugh out loud. These guys who didn't know human nature for a long time, who had not been shaken by the death of their colleagues, would be afraid of the enemy's cannibalism?
"Then, I'll go first, Achuan." Tomi Jiang patted my shoulder when he walked past me, and the soft voice that only I could hear floated to his ears, "Don't be afraid, I Will protect you."
When I turned my head, she had already charged the black-robed men, and the target was the strange door.
"Okay, it's my turn. I hope your skills are as good as your companions." Trinity, a punk girl, stared at me. For a moment, I felt my heart pierced. The complex colors condensed in the pair of eyes made me unable to look at each other.
"Be careful" Trinity called out suddenly when I hesitated.
I didn't even think about it, and immediately hugged him and rolled aside. There was a sour smell in the air, and then a puddle of thick liquid fell on where we stood before. Before I got up, I witnessed the appearance of gray smoke rising from the ground after being corroded by the puddle of liquid. The mud-rock ground made a sizzling sound, a pile of foam emerged, and it quickly sank at a speed visible to the naked eye.
More than that, the black-robed people who surrounded us breathed out the mist one by one, shaking their fingers, and a large gray mist was changing into something indescribable.
"Hands, you cowardly fellow" Trinity yelled in my ear with a nervous expression.
There is no Ranwen Novel Network method. There is really no way for Ranwen Novel.com. The grief in my heart burns every cell of my body like a flame. I know that there is no other way except for actions like Fu Jiang's swiftness. We can't save these ordinary people, or even ourselves.
At least let her die the way she wants.
Countless thoughts rushed into my brain, but, as Zheng Fujiang said, the fragments of these thoughts are garbage-like things at the most critical moment, and none of them are useful. When I came back to my senses, Trinity's head had been tilted to one side abnormally, his pupils dilated and became gray.
I broke her neck by myself without knowing it.
I finally realized what Fujiang calls "smooth", which is the behavior you will do without knowing it, but why, I don't have any feeling of joy at Ranwen Novel Network? If my behavior is correct, according to Fu Jiang’s statement, I won’t feel pain, but I stared at those lossless eyes, it seemed that something got into my eyes from the depths of her eyes and turned into one. This kind of nausea and pain boils in the body like an electric current, and it seems that the soul lurking in the body is twisted by this pain.
"Don't cry, Gaochuan, don't cry." The cold rain dripped down the corner of my eyes and face. When I found out, I was already running.
The team in front of the gate has been upset by Fujiang. She is like the most brave warrior in ancient times. She has no armor or too many fancy skills, but her hands, feet, shoulders and even her head are all The incarnation becomes a murder weapon, and every collision will take the name of a black-robed man. This attack method is definitely not the capola-style full of smart jumps and kicks that have been seen before, but it is undoubtedly a very correct judgment. Relying on the superhuman physical quality, the direct and direct moves exceed the expectations of the enemy. The speed is reaping their lives.
They may have estimated Fu Jiang's combat effectiveness very high, but Fu Jiang will only be stronger than they thought. The absence of Ranwen Novel.com to prevent her from cutting in at the first time was the biggest mistake of these people in black robes. In the close combat, the first black-robed man to face her broke his neck or took out his heart because he could not keep up with her movements, and then the corpse was brandished as a shield and weapon. The burning, corrosion, frost, **** and other phenomena formed by the gray fog trick will be blocked and interrupted by one after another corpse, and then the host's vitals will be hit and killed.
Fu Jiang clings to the enemy, making them shackled, fearing that her attacks will hurt her colleagues, which actually reduces the number of attacks she receives at the same time. When the black-robed people realized that this would only increase casualties, they began to try to distance themselves, and regardless of the lives of their companions, they carried out long-range gray fog tricks.
Of course, Fu Jiang won't let them succeed so easily. As the battle evolves, there are already alive black-robed men whose fingers or throats have been snapped by Fu Jiang, throwing at the black-robed men who ran away.
Without the aid of talents and superpowers, my strength and physical response may not be as strong and sharp as Fujiang. However, I am still a magicweave messenger who has undergone graystone transformation. These people in black robes, who are as strong as ordinary people, are not much different from a weak chicken when they can’t perform their strange powers well. ~ IndoMTL.com~ My chest is boiling. The scorching emotion, it made my mind go blank. I no longer think, analyze and judge. It seems that there is a primitive instinct that controls muscle contraction and the transmission of information in the nerves. They are combined in a chaotic, crude but direct way, making this body like a butterfly. Light and ferocious like a beast.
I haven’t learned any fighting skills from Ranwen.com, but this body seems to have always known how to maintain balance, how to make the power of the upper body, how to hit the opponent before being attacked, how to look from many Find gaps in the unavoidable shells. I can grab the enemy's wrist, stand up in the air and kick his neck off, and then spin around his collapsed body before he falls. It is also possible to get under the enemy's crotch from the impossible, knock him over and kick it away, and then use the reaction force to attack the enemy on the other side.
Friction and sneak attacks were disintegrated in this direct, fast and brutal response, and then I clearly felt the enemy's attack power weakened. When the black-robed man completely gave up this wave of offensive, Fu Jiang and I finally reunited.
Fu Jiang and I support each other back to back.
Her gasping is a bit heavy, but my gasping has started to be disordered and my heartbeat has become abnormal. Has it reached its limit?