Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 2052: Deterioration

Billy is not a magicweave messenger, and his ability does not leak much information. As far as the necessary qualities of a mystery expert are concerned, he is obviously more successful than a mystery expert like me. In the mystery that is infinitely unknown and full of possibilities, the effect of each ability may be targeted. The secrecy of one's own abilities is often something that mystery experts must pay attention to. However, it is not necessary to realize that it is necessary to keep it secret. To achieve it, also in the infinite unknown, there are often such and other mysteries that can spread their own information without knowing it.

Although Billy is my "old friend", in this doomsday illusion, he has a higher growth like other "old friends". I don't think that my previous failure was an accident. Some force must have interfered with my observation of the silver bullet and even Billy himself. Several mystery experts have died in my hands before. Compared with those dead, Billy who can survive has to be treated at least at the same level as a file.

Furthermore, judging from the performance of File and Billy at this moment, they are quite confident that they can get rid of my surprise attack. The file claimed to have found a way to deal with my quick-grabbing from another me, the prosthetic body Gao Chuan. Although it is credible in theory, I don't think it's just the case.

In any case, whether it is a file or Billy, these two "old friends" of mine are definitely not comparable to the mysterious experts who were killed by me before. I used to think that Fu Jiang kept the two of them until the end, which is a manifestation of his humanity, but now it seems that it is probably because the two of them are indeed capable of supporting this point in front of Fu Jiang.

In order to introduce the Doomsday Shinrikyo into the bureau, change the torchlight deviation ceremony, and use this event to make a slight adjustment to the progress of the various forces, thereby consolidating itself in the layout of Dorothy and the color I thought I had to kill at least two-thirds of these mysterious experts before the invaders arrived in this underground hall. But the plan is not as good as the change. Judging from the current situation, this idea cannot be fully achieved. First of all, the ritual performer has been completely alienated. Secondly, these mysterious experts are stronger than I thought. Once again, Fu Jiang does not seem to have the intention to use his best. The inevitability has a profound meaning, even involving the categories of "Jiang" and "Virus". The overall situation I have observed is already a subtle mystery, and there is an inevitability that is difficult to reverse.

I can't make File and Billy believe me, nor can I reverse Dorothy's thoughts about sex, nor can I blame Fu Jiang and force her to do it. I don’t plan to think about what Fu Jiang thinks, because it must be useless. My Fu Jiang looks like a person, but its essence is very different from his human form. I guess his behavior from a human perspective and human nature. It is simply unrealistic. Therefore, from the past to the present, I still can only stand on my own perspective, think and implement my own plans according to what I have observed.

All I can do is only I can do it, and I must do it alone. This is not a comfortable feeling, but it can only be so. I'm just an ordinary top student, and I can't think of a better way.

At least, File and Billy didn't die in Fu Jiang's hands. Perhaps it was a lucky thing. I don’t know what is the difference between being killed by "Jiang" and being eaten by "Jiang". I just always have this feeling: once I am eaten by "Jiang" in the doomsday illusion, then He died completely, and once again became a sacrifice to the Doomsday Shinrikyo, the result would not be too good. From the perspective of "death", being killed by myself is the best death ending.

So, whether it is for planning or my personal feelings, I want to kill these "old friends" with my own hands. Even if File and Billy are different from their past and show great strength at this moment, I haven't changed this idea.

"A Jiang, leave the two of them to me." I said, "The others...just do what you want."

I don’t plan to tell Fu Jiang what to do. Although I think Fu Jiang will follow my ideas, I hope to be able to observe Fu Jiang’s own behavior-Fu Jiang executes her actions in her own way. Then, she The behavior has extremely important meaning.

Fu Jiang's breath brushed my neck from behind, as if she was always behind me, but before I felt her breath, I was very sure that she was always beside me. Her sense of existence seemed to disappear for a moment, almost made me think that her existence was just an illusion, until I felt her body temperature and plumpness again. The firm and elastic touch pressed against my back, but there was a weird sense of existence, which made me suddenly feel creepy. I don't think I should feel fear, but in fact, I can't suppress the fear that emerges from the depths of my heart. Even if my love for her hasn't changed in any way, it's still so deep and rich, I have always felt her like pouring up from the depths of mud, and my sense of fear is also in it.

Love and fear sound like two completely different emotions, but the fear and love I feel exist at the same time without contradiction, and even though they are two equally intense emotions, they sometimes It makes me vaguely feel that this is actually the same emotion.

Am I afraid of Fu Jiang? Oh, no, of course not, I love her deeply. However, there is something else inside her human form, which makes me feel instinctively fearful and reminds me of Mae, who is a lover who is more inhuman than Tomie and closer to the scary things inside. .

Fu Jiang's hand slid across my face. I couldn't see her, I could only feel her outline. Although the plump and elasticity made people think about it, I couldn't fully describe the specific details in my mind. That strange sense of fear entangled me like a beautiful poisonous snake. When I couldn’t see her with my eyes, it’s hard to imagine her like a human figure, even if I’m so familiar with Fu Jiang’s appearance. There are so many depths and feelings in her body, and all the details that can be directly felt with eyes and experience become so blurred when it is impossible to see her head-on.

I didn't even dare to look at her hands touching my face and body, for fear that what I saw was not the "hand" but something else. It's just that that hand brushed over the corner of my eye and appeared in my field of vision. It was indeed her hand. Her hands went deep into my clothes and kept dropping until the soles of my feet-what a weird and terrifying experience this is, but the joy of the body is indeed accumulating and releasing.

I looked at the file and Billy who were facing each other, trying to see the figure of Fu Jiang behind me from their eyes. However, there was nothing in their eyes except my own figure. It was as if Fu Jiang behind me was just a ghost. The faces of File and Billy were very stiff. I knew it very well. It was an expression of fear, because I had seen this face of fear many times, and they must have seen something.

The smell of the air is faintly different from before, and the deviation ceremony in the underground hall seems to have changed a different atmosphere because of the change in taste. The performers of the rituals are still screaming, frantically playing drums, and cheering like a cult curse. However, the strangeness they bring has been covered or replaced by the new strangeness.

The image point is that Fu Jiang’s presence overwhelms the ritual’s presence, and Fu Jiang’s weirdness covers the ritual’s weirdness. At this moment, it seems that Fu Jiang is the master here.

I almost forgot what I said to Fu Jiang before, but I still remember that she didn't answer anything.

"...Fujiang is behind me, right? File, Billy." I suppressed the fear in my heart and said to the two in front of me.

It took a while for the two of them to react. Billy's forehead was saturated with sweat, and he said in a weak tone: "Oh, damn...you said that thing is called Fu Jiang?"

Yes, I heard clearly, Billy used "that thing" to describe Fu Jiang. But I don't know exactly what Fujiang he saw at this time.

The file took a deep breath, stared at me with a deep gaze, and said, "Gao Chuan, tell me, what is Fujiang? What are you bringing? That is definitely not the final weapon."

They are also able to ask questions to prove that things are not so bad as to be irreparable. I can feel Fu Jiang behind me, proving that I still have the opportunity to talk with the two of them. Although the atmosphere is weird and frightening, it can even be said to be incomprehensible, but the tense tension brought by the previous battle has become soothed in this weird atmosphere.

Even if it is soothing, but what I feel, and the feedback from the two of the files, can't make people really relax.

On the contrary, the heart seems to be held by an invisible hand, getting tighter and tighter.

Mae has always been a secret existence in the past, and now, Tomie, who appeared to be rich in human form in the past, is also changing in a secretive direction. Such changes make me feel the urgency of time more and more.

"Fu Jiang, it is Fu Jiang." I can only answer the file question like this, because if you regard Fu Jiang as "something" instead of "the ultimate weapon", then I also don't know what Fu Jiang is. Things, just like I don't know what "Jiang" is, and I don't know what "virus" is. All in all, I am not more insightful and smarter than a file. I know some things she doesn't know, but more of the same unknown.

"...You are such an idiot, Gao Chuan." The file said stiffly, "Do you really love it? Such a thing? You don't know anything about it. You really know what your love is. Is it really love? If it were me, I would never be entangled with such things."

"No, you are wrong, the file." Billy interrupted the file for the first time. "The more essential question is, what is this Gaochuan-looking boy in front of us? People definitely don't. Fall in love with this kind of thing. So, if you really love this thing, then maybe it’s no longer a human. It’s reasonable, isn’t it? No one has ever said that the Gaochuan in front of him is a human, even if it’s a righteous body. The Mr. Gao Chuan of, we never said. We always connect the two people because it looks very similar to him. Maybe the connection is definitely there, but whether it is the connection between people is not certain. Up."

The two made no secret of their analysis, nor did they lower their voices so that I could hear them clearly. Although this is certainly a tactical strategy, it is definitely their real idea. They are seeing things that I cannot see, and they understand my situation from a different perspective from me. I have many reasons to refute, but only in terms of the limitations of the observation angle, I don't think I am better than them.

I can clearly see that the gazes that File and Billy look at me are changing, it's like changing from looking at people to looking at some kind of monster. Even in the past, I often wandered and questioned the question of "I am not a human being now", but when the eyes of my old friends changed to what they are now, it still made me feel heartbroken and sad.

I can’t argue against their doubts, and the arguments are meaningless and won’t interfere with what I’m going to do. File and Billy have reasons to hit me in various ways, because I am their enemy and really want to kill them.

Yes, although you can still talk, but the conversation will not change anything. New information is coming from my chain judgment~IndoMTL.com~The enemies who invaded from the outside are getting closer and closer. There is not much time left. I must kill the two before they become sacrifices. This is the only thing I can do if they are bound to die here.

It is better to be killed by me than to be a sacrifice to a ritual, whether it is a sacrifice to a deviant ritual or a sacrifice to a doomsday Shinrikyo sacrifice ritual.

I have no doubt that even if they don't do it themselves, they will definitely die. Because that's how they showed it, just as Jung said before, the people here had already planned to give it a go, so they assisted the Torchlight in this deviation ritual.

I started the quick sweep again, letting the invisible high-speed passage pass through me and the file once again. In the slow world, even though I can feel that Fu Jiang is still entangled in the back. With Fu Jiang on my back, I flew forward at a faster speed than before. The silver bullet appeared in front of me almost at the same time. Before it hit my eyeball, within a few centimeters of distance, the speed of the rapid sweep increased again. I deflected my body, and the bullet grazed my forehead.

　　

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