Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 2055: Glance
Billy's corpse produced an indescribable change in front of my eyes. This deformation is not a qualitative change and deformation of physical properties within a known range, nor is it a conscious change in the sense. What is produced during the change of the corpse is not something that can be identified with common sense. I don't know what it is, I just think it's weird, as if something has been eaten from the deep inside of "Billy" existence, leaving only an empty shell. I knew instinctively that Billy was completely dead. Whether it was from the perspective of the hospital reality or the perspective of the doomsday illusion, this death was quite thorough, although I don’t know if observations from other angles will show the smell of death. , But at least within the scope of my observation and cognition, Billy's death is very thorough and irreversible, even if there is the next round of doomsday fantasy, he will not appear.
Synthesizing the scenes I saw when walking in consciousness, I can only think that "Jiang" ate "Billy". However, neither my cognition nor intuition can find enough evidence to prove this. After all, what I have observed in the world of consciousness is that the weird blood red "eats" the silver. It's just a bullet. My understanding of the current changes in Billy is based solely on the observable details and guesses, and finally reached a conclusion that seems a bit logical, but from my past experience, this conclusion cannot be proved. Sometimes it is quite unreliable.
In any case, there is no need to think about Billy anymore. Face-to-face opponents-not enemies, I have never regarded these old friends as enemies, even if we stand on the opposite side in terms of cognition, thoughts, and behaviors-there is only one file left. Excluding Jung, File, and Billy, there are of course other "old friends" around. Fortunately, none of them are ritual performers. If you insist, their situation is in my cognition. Like supporters and observers, perhaps in front of the enemy that the torchlight has long anticipated, they will act as a defender, just like a file and Billy against me.
Whether it is to assist the ritual, observe the progress of the ritual, or even contribute to the ritual or contain the enemy, it is far better than being the executor of the ritual or becoming a living sacrifice-I really think so, even if Billy completely "dead" in front of me, was hollowed out, and even the outer shell has been deformed, but from the perspective of my plan, from the source of my idea of making the plan, once my plan is successful, these People still have hope of "recovery".
Whether it’s the torchlight deviation ritual or the doomsday truth sacred sacrificial ritual, the final result is bound to attract unimaginable shocking things. It is hard to say which one is good or which is bad between the two results. There is no difference in reality. They are all desperate results. However, from a perceptual point of view, the final result of the sacrificial ritual of the Doomsday Truth Sect is somewhat "familiar", even if this kind of "familiarity." It's just an illusion, it seems imaginable, it's just an illusion, and it's far more inclination than the unimaginable result of the torchlight that is so unfamiliar. It is this tendency that made me decide to combat the deviant ritual, and even rather let the sacrificial ritual of Doomsday Shinrikyo replace it.
The better than these two rituals is of course my own means. I always believe that whether I kill them personally or "Jiang" swallows them, it is definitely a more promising ending. Take my own existence at this time as an example. Although from my observation point of view, being killed by "Jiang" is also a complete death, but the possibility of their recovery in the mystery of "Jiang" cannot be ruled out. . This possibility alone is enough to call it hope in despair.
If the actions surrounding "Jiang" can also be called a "ritual", then I am the executor of this ritual. Compared with the completely unfamiliar deviant rituals and the always hostile sacrifice rituals, the "Jiang's ritual" centered on me is certainly more promising.
There is an intuition telling me that as long as it is someone who is killed by my own hands, there is still a possibility for the future. For those who are swallowed by the "Jiang", this possibility will be minimized, but it has not completely disappeared. Moreover, neither the shadow metaphors behind the deviating ceremony of the torchlight nor the black hands hidden behind the sacrificial ceremony of the Doomsday Shinrikyo can not take away the people killed by me and "Jiang"-I'm not sure about this. Is this kind of intuition a kind of bewitching and instigating, but the current situation is so vicious that I have no choice. No, I have always had no choice.
If necessary, in the worst case, I must also regard "killing Dorothy and the others with my own hands" as the most violent method to keep the last thought. After all, the enemies we have to face are too elusive and full of malice. Now that we lack time, it is impossible to equalize the gap between them.
Whether it is in the hospital reality or in the doomsday illusion, people who can recognize the "virus", so far, everything they have done is just the most preliminary goal of "finding the virus", and it has not yet been true. Do it. Once the "virus" is really locked in the layers of arrangement, can such a terrible enemy really be defeated by common sense? Imagine, what would be the worst case? The ending within the scope of imagination, and the ending beyond the scope of imagination, all have crazy fears.
If I have a choice, I have always been willing to choose better situations. However, those better situations have never been shown in front of me. Everything is falling apart in the deepening viciousness, just like constantly Deteriorating terminal illness is the same.
Once I start to think deeply about these things—in fact, my mind revolves around these things all the time, and I can’t stop this thinking—I can hear those terrifying voices, terrifying illusions. At the same time, the intuition that seems to be guiding me how to do it will become stronger. It seems to be a more correct choice to act according to intuition. I am ignorant and I can only rely on this to act. For this reason, I need to put aside rationality, because rationality will absolutely deny this kind of rightness, and only sensibility can make me free from it. The desperate yoke of "no way to go" to implement a plan that is absolutely wrong from a rational point of view.
My trance was only for a moment, but this moment happened so frequently that countless moments combined, it was like a long nightmare. Every time I wake up from the momentary trance, I can feel that Billy’s changes are still collapsing beyond the scope of imagination, reaching a certain end or critical point. Once the end or critical point is surpassed, Billy will I don't know what it will become, but once this kind of change begins, I can't stop it.
However, from the expression on the file, she didn't seem to notice Billy's change. Obviously she was at her feet, but it made me feel that her perception of being a mystery expert was blocked. The file regretted Billy's death, and it seemed that he did not have much confidence in the next battle, as if he was only relying on a stubborn and persistent emotion to support himself in the next battle.
In the battles that have already taken place, various unreasonable situations have occurred. Obviously there are more people around, but other people seem to know nothing about the current battle, causing the file to fall into an isolated situation. Such an unreasonable situation at this moment cannot be surprising. The file didn't mean to summon his companions at all. It didn't seem to be a deliberate ignorance of those people, but that he really didn't think about it. And such a situation is extremely abnormal in itself, and it must be related to the deviant ritual at this moment.
I heard it. The sound from outside the underground hall is still accelerating towards this side. The time left for me is not too far from the time I perceive the invaders. It's not that the invaders are not fast enough, but just that the battle here ends faster. Speedy Superpower has played a vital role in the whole process, and will continue to play it.
"Although I don’t know how you killed Billy... I can see that he used taboo power. If it is normal, his death is entirely his own choice, but just now, I feel When it comes to a more terrifying power, my instinct tells me that that is the main cause of Billy's death. Perhaps, without the interference of this power, it is you who died here, Gao Chuan." The file glanced at Billy's sideways. The corpse said to me in a conclusive tone: "Do you want to use that power to kill me like Billy?"
"If I can't kill you directly." I didn't deny it, but I was also clear about what "Jiang" would do. I couldn't interfere at all. It exists in the depths of me, in the depths of every "Gaochuan", in the depths of the material body and conscious mind, and I know very little about it. Even so, I also believe that in the current battle, if I miss, "Jiang" will replace me. Nevertheless, one thing cannot be denied: Judging from all the current clues, "Jiang" is trying to reach my idea from an incredible angle, from an angle full of vicious malice.
Although "Jiang"'s performance was deeply malicious and did not substantially improve the problem, at least, most of the time, it seemed to generate actions around my thoughts.
At this moment, the file seemed to feel something. He lifted his gaze slightly, looked behind me, and said quietly, "They are about to arrive. I don’t think I’m going to die in your hands, compared to being killed by you. Kill, I hope I can leave a life to kill them." They naturally refer to those invaders.
In less than half a minute, these expected intruders will rush in here. In other words, if I had to kill the file and other old friends with my own hands, there would be only half a minute left. Thinking a little more rationally, I should hurry up instead of wasting time on talking. However, my sensibility prevented me from attacking these old friends like a machine without saying a word.
No, if I would really take action from a rational point of view, I would never stand here, let alone be an enemy of these "old friends", even using a Las Vegas repeater to hit Things may not be done with the 51 area repeater.
I can think, but my thinking has taken a different route from others from the beginning.
"Can't understand... Gao Chuan, what are you thinking? Is this delaying time part of your conspiracy?" The file said to me. I could see that she really couldn't understand why I didn't do it yet. It was not even half a minute before the invaders reached the underground hall.
Then, as she wanted, as she thought. The swift invisible high-speed passage unfolded between me and her. Before she realized it, before her instinct could react, I had entered that slow world—all her movements were in this almost stagnant slowness. In, in a state that will not move. And this is a situation I am very familiar with.
I know that by her side, there must be a defense composed of "stationary" superpowers~IndoMTL.com~It's like the "enchantment" in the occult. Maybe the essence is different, but the effect is similar. I can't break through the motion stop phenomenon caused by stillness, and all my attacks can't really hurt her. And such a solid defense must also be the guarantee for the file to overcome many crises. Most of the attacks that occur at high speeds and even instantaneously, I am afraid that as long as they are still in the concept of "movement", they will not be effective for her.
As a third-level magic pattern messenger, the file's development of its own magic pattern superpower has reached a point far beyond what others imagined. Maybe even consciousness walkers can't break through this defense from the level of consciousness, otherwise the file will be early During his career as a mercenary, he was killed by many mysteries full of possibilities. I am convinced that as a veteran mercenary and a veteran Mageweave messenger, she has experienced far more unbelievable and extremely dangerous mysterious events than I have experienced.
I still haven't thought of how to break through this static defensive circle, but I must do it. This is no longer something that can be done by relying on imagination, experience, and my own ability. Even if I am stronger than a file in the magic pattern level, I can't let the speed raid super can completely crush the effect of the static super power. Although the invisible high-speed channel connects me and her, it seems that there is no interference between the invisible channel and the static defensive circle—the two are like on different planes, and both of them cannot be directly observed. Arrived.
My remaining choices, as she said.
As I felt the effect of stillness appear on my body, I stared at her. With the help of this kind of gaze that she can't stagger and I won't divert, using the gaze as the channel and the emotion hidden deep in the eyes as the driving force, I once again walked into consciousness. This time, I want to enter the conscious world of the file. Only in that world can there be a chance to exist.