Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 2189: Civil War II

The vast sky is covered by the dome of the structure material, and countless layers are superimposed upwards, as if there is no end. Under the dome is a huge area that you can't see at a glance. Originally, there were buildings and equipment with various regular appearances. There were endless stairs and large sloping squares. There were small intestines and magnificent halls, full of religious atmosphere. In the halls, there are also angular arsenals, huge chimneys, and pointed pillars that pierce the zenith. But all this is full of inorganic coldness, and there is no greenery at all-the plants are completely invisible except in the greenhouse. What kind of living conditions the aborigines once lived here can almost only be imagined based on everything they see before them. It is a chilling chill, just as orderly as a machine.

However, whether it is cold or warm, whether it is mechanically orderly or full of humanity, there is not much record of everything in the past, and the scene that should have been used to it has been completely distorted.

A kind of form, nature, visible and tangible substance, and a kind of temperament that can be felt from the heart, is completely distorted-distorted, this is not a The past tense is a change in the present tense. As if coming from the center of the earth, as if falling from the sky, as if growing from the air, as if from nothing, a strong and peculiar shock wave was used only once, and it destroyed multiple areas of the ruling bureau ruins one after another. "Multiple" is not a countable number, because no one has ever known how big this remains, which was once considered by some mystery experts to be the "source of mystery" and the source of the "gray mist", and how many are divided into it. Regions.

In the past, if you want to go from one area to another, you need to cross the hidden dangers in each area. The surveillance from the ubiquitous security network and the invasion of crazy security guards will always make you risky. The mysterious expert who entered could not even reach the end of the area. Once you reach the end, you will often see the "wall" that seals the entire area like a prison wall. To say that it is a "wall" is nothing more than a description. More broadly, it is a large piece of stuff that blocks people's normal access to other areas. No one knows what is the use of this thing, but it is hard enough, huge enough, and The domes are connected together like a huge shell, but there are often many movements going on on this shell, and there are many dangers in it.

If the mystery expert wants to go from one area to another, he has to risk a greater risk than walking in the area, and find the "gateway" on the "wall" that is too large to see clearly. "And the styles of the "gates" are also various, some can be seen at a glance, and some are very concealed regardless of the shape or location.

In this way, arrive at the end of the area, find the door, open the door, and then enter another area. Almost all mystery experts who have personally experienced believe that most of the aborigines in the ruling bureau will not enter another area in their lives. They are like prisoners kept in captivity in a huge prison, and the life form they constitute in the area where they live, as well as their own mode of existence and social structure, are absolutely inconsistent.

However, the ruling bureau ruins divided into closed areas in this way are distorted by the power that does not know where they came from, as if from all imaginable places. This kind of power ignores any material closure, as if it is poured out from the so-called “core” or “center” that seems to exist but has never been discovered by mysterious experts. It also makes people feel that it is from the ruins of the ruling bureau as a whole. Invade outside the place.

The first wave of impact directly destroyed those buildings, stairs and squares, just like dropping a huge bomb, setting off a terrible storm, breaking all the objects protruding from the ground, tearing them apart, and throwing fragments on them. The sky smashed the dome and chipped open the "wall". Those things that used to prevent people from moving from one area to another like a prison have all been beaten up. However, this is not the end. The shock wave that destroyed everything has never appeared to open up a path for people's rebirth.

Because, in this doomsday illusion that once included the normal social world and the ruins of the ruling bureau, there are few people left who can be said to be "alive" in the sense of common sense. The normal society has died out. In the terrible war, the ordinary world that people are used to has become imaginable ruins full of radiation. Even the rain falling from the sky is black, storms, earthquakes, Volcanoes and tsunamis shake all the big structures that protrude from the sea level. And before the island sank, people had no consciousness-the fortress-type weapon "repeaters" dug and constructed by mystery experts collided with each other, setting off stormy waves in the collective subconsciousness of mankind, and could not resist this consciousness. People who are shocked from the plane have their self-awareness over before their physical death.

The blow from the collective subconscious mind of humans, ignoring individual differences, from the bottom of the large group structure of "humans", has carried out a brutal and thorough elimination of all normal people and mysterious experts. No matter whether the person is in the normal world or in the ruins of the ruling bureau, they cannot escape the conscious blow from the depth of the relationship between people and people. Kind of blow.

Among the survivors, if they are humans, they must be protected by "mystery", or, in a sense, they have gradually moved away from "humans" in the sense of common sense, no matter their material The composition or the ideology is already different from the commonality of the human group to a certain extent.

Whether it is a human being, it is already biased towards an inhuman existence, or it is not a human existence at all, it can be seen in the London repeater.

In a wide area, the London repeater is suspended in the air in the form of a "lotus". It has resisted the impact again and again, but faced with the distortion of the ongoing process-that comes from the torch The deviation of the light, the distortion of the ritual——The shape of this lotus shape cannot help but ripples. Although the overall shape has not changed, the details have begun to be distorted, just like this distorted force is pushing the hard shell of the repeater. Turn into plasticine and knead it little by little.

The change of the surface shape of the repeater is always only connected with the change of its internal properties, and the major changes in its internal are often fed back to its shape.

The changes on the surface of the London repeater now come not only from the distortion of the deviation ritual, but also from its internal conflicts.

The London repeater cruises in mid-air, passing through gaps after another, from one area to another. With its cruising speed at this time, it only takes ten minutes without obstruction. However, the various things in the distorted area are all trying to prevent it from cruising.

The original appearance of these distorted things, what structure and internality they originally were, and what functions they originally had are completely invisible at this time. They are entangled in twos and threes, combined in a strange spiral shape, the once hideous outline is becoming soft, and its arc is so soft that it seems to swing at any time-not long before they really swing , Just like huge tentacles, it looks **** the outside, but it has a biological creeping feeling. Although they are huge, they are insignificant compared to the overall outline of the area and the scope of the entire ruling bureau.

They are like flagella on the surface of ancient single-celled life.

These flagella, with deep malice, tried to intercept the London repeater. However, when they were about to hit the repeater, they passed through the outline of the repeater, as if they were not attacking. An entity, but an image.

Immediately afterwards, in the smoother place where no flagella was produced, whether it was once a part of the wall, the ground, or the dome, or some other functional structure, all began to grow huge mouths and eyeballs. In the ruins of the Domination Bureau, the inorganic and icy sense of material that has lasted for an unknown number of years is being eroded by a more vivid, more flexible, and more life-like appearance and dynamics. Almost every object within the visible range of the naked eye is becoming a part of some kind of giant creature-these things, including the London repeater, are like being inside a giant life body that cannot be seen in its entirety.

At this moment, everything, including the repeater, seems to be being digested by this giant life body, or has become a part of the internal structure of this giant life body.

Either become a part of this indescribable gigantic existence, or be eaten by it. The London repeater is moving fast in such a sinister environment. With its own special nature, it seems that it can last for a while.

The situation above is what Dorothy knows.

When she touched the "level system" that emerged from the void, this kind of scene that was displayed with a wide and penetrating perspective that ordinary people could not have, appeared in her consciousness, Stated in her thinking. Let her realize again how terrible the situation she is waiting for others is now.

It was a hundred times worse than expected. Before entering the final battle, he and others seemed to have to confront the "world". Because, as you can see, there is no more half of his companions, and it even makes people wonder whether only himself and Omi in front of him are still alive, and everyone else is dead.

In the London repeater, in the corridor where Dorothy was, there was a moment of silence. Dorothy seemed to be frozen, only the fingers touched the "class" that looked like a tablet computer. When her consciousness shrank from the perspective of traveling through time and space, time seemed to flow again.

The tablet fell in her hand, quietly, as if she had stopped working. Opposite her, Omi, wearing a researcher's white coat, was as stable as ever, completely unmoved by the contact between Dorothy and the class. With her hands in her pockets, her eyes seemed to seep out of the gloomy front, a kind of coldness that made her body cold.

"Doroth, you should understand that there is no chance of winning." Omi's voice has no emotion at all. Even in the past, she was regarded as an unsympathetic guy, giving the impression that she was described in a movie novel. The mad scientist who has no humanity and rooted out humanity and emotion, but even at that time, she has expressed emotions. Many people in the Internet know that she and Gaochuan dated for a period of time, and then got married. The evidence is a legally recognized couple. Although most people believe that the relationship between the couple is more like the relationship between the researcher and the research material, it is undeniable that Omi himself has often shown a wife in front of others. Looks——Compared with the way she is now, she, who was considered cold and cold in the past, appears to be full of enthusiasm.

"Whether there is a chance of winning is not your decision." Dorothy clung to the ranks tightly. The uncomfortable body sensation seemed to recede like a tide. Now, she feels that part of her thinking can finally follow The direction set by oneself is moving. The body is still very hot, but the cold sensation exuding from the hard surface like a tablet computer seems to penetrate the skin, spread throughout the body, and begin to suppress the heat in the body.

At this time, Dorothy could clearly feel that her condition was improving. Although I don't understand why Omi didn't attack ~IndoMTL.com when she was in a bad state, but since that was the case, she wouldn't be polite and pretending. If we say that the winning percentage I originally estimated was almost zero, then the current winning percentage is at least 30%.

"Yes, I don't count." Omi raised his hand and snapped his fingers, "However, in this repeater, I am not the only one who really has the right to speak."

Just as Dorothy had already guessed, "Marceau", one of the three pillars, emerged beside Omi. His figure looked translucent, as if it were just an image, but Dorothy was very clear." "Marceau" is ubiquitous in the London repeater, sometimes appearing as a physical entity, sometimes just an image, but in fact, she, or rather, it is an intermediate state that can change its form and nature in an instant. No one can figure out what constitutes her foundation: a piece of information? Is it a particle? Or wave? Is it some kind of special energy? It can only be confirmed that its human form is just a disguise, a surface suitable for people to distinguish and recognize.

Even if the human-shaped "Marceau" is broken into pieces, it will not cause substantial harm to it.

　　

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