Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 241: Tumor
241 Tumor
The floor keeps dropping, and the places within reach are filled with dark red light. Looking up, the dark red continues to thicken in just one meter, and finally turns into an endless darkness, making me feel that I am heading towards the depths. The bottom of the **** fell. Small ^ said ^ collection ~ reading net) Especially the flesh and moss that constantly oozes thick and growing on all sides, like the robes, are constantly multiplying, which is disgusting and nauseous, but in any case, it can't be avoided.
At first, it was a faint fishy smell, and soon it became another more complex pungent smell. Gradually, it was able to distinguish the smell of sulfur and fireworks. Flesh and moss seem to be a strand, only they can feel the movement of the universe, the holy king makes the sacred king, the night kills the god, the seal, the throne seeks the devil, the strongest, the strongest, the abandonment, the big Zhou, the royal family, the night kills the god, the seal, the throne, seeks the devil, the most proud of the world, the nine heavens Strongly abandon the Shao Da Zhou imperial family and move the universe to kill the night **** God seal the throne to seek the devil, the strongest in the Nine Heavens The heat is scorching, wilting and shrinking, becoming a mass of ashes hanging on the wall. The wall seemed to be burned through, and the constantly glowing skin fell on the ground, exposing the iron wire hidden in it, as if the seemingly thick wall was just coated with a layer of mud and paper on the surface of the wire mesh, and now it finally shows the real The gesture of coming.
Light constantly seeps in as the wall collapses.
As the elevator continues to descend, all the walls on all sides have become barbed wire meshes. Occasionally, the dirty residue of the burning novel network is blocked in the mesh, which makes people unable to touch the mind at all. Through the surrounding barbed wire, Mae and I finally saw where we were-a huge, intertwined iron wire, like a Mal Jones cross suspended in the air. And we are falling from the dome, and a tumor-like thing is connected to the bottom of the cross, which is where we are going.
The texture and appearance of the tumor looked like the internal organs of some kind of organism, such as internal organs, but it gave people a feeling of deterioration, like the product of cell lesions, and the flesh and blood pustules that appeared on the wall before. Moss is very similar. I immediately felt a strong feeling that this cross that pierced the tumor was like a syringe for injecting special medicines.
We who are constantly falling seem to be part of the potion.
Is Marceau in this tumor-like thing? Marceau inherited the legacy of his predecessors. Strictly speaking, they were sacrificed to execute Sauron's will. For Irene and this temporary data hedging space, Sauron, who may have robbed part of the control and constantly opposed them, is like a tumor that is as abominable but difficult to eradicate.
Imagination, emotion, function, etc. constitute the intertwined and twisted information of existence, and finally formed this kind of symbolic product. For example, the tumors, graffiti and monsters here. Therefore, it is possible that the thinking body "Sauron" is in this tumor, and it is not surprising that this place is the base of "him".
The vision fell into the dark red cage again, and then the floor stopped. There was no movement for a long while, and the silence was so quiet that you could hear your own breathing. Zhenjiang, who had been in a dazed state, suddenly grabbed my shoulders. I turned around without knowing why, and found that the eyes that were close at hand once again showed a deep and clear luster.
She took out a handful of greystone from my windbreaker and plugged it into the entrance, and then black loops appeared on her face. These loops continued to spread, covering the roots of the ears, sliding down the collarbone, and quickly becoming complicated, and they closed in a blink of an eye Get up and form a full-body black colloidal tights with a fighting style. There are hard screw cap-like protrusions at the joints. In addition to facial features and calf-length hair, the cheeks and forehead are also wrapped in a black mask.
Can graystone and other powers be used in this tumor? I don’t think it’s impossible. After all, the tumor implies a change in the ontology, and the rules of this temporary data hedge space have been distorted to a limited extent in this place. Magewen did not respond to Ranwen.com, and her talents and superpowers could not be used. To me, what is the difference from the previous absence of Ranwen.com, but Zhenjiang is different from me. She also has temporary data from the tomb area to hedge the space. The power of the sorcerer captured.
There is also no gray mist in this tumor, and it can only be transformed through graystone. This tight-fitting battle suit on her is probably the final witchcraft formed when the existing resources are not enough to form armor. Realization is also the choice of maximum utilization efficiency of existing limestone energy.
Just when Zhen Jiang suddenly entered a fighting state, the front of him automatically opened to the sides like the door of an elevator.
I grasped the dagger in my hand tightly, and when the outside world was slowly opening, my body was embraced by an arm, followed by a cloud of clouds and mist, my vision turned at high speed, and when I finally stopped, it was already condescending. Mae grabbed me and stuck it to the ceiling like a spider.
Although Zhenjiang’s reaction was fierce, we were not attacked by Ranwen Novel.com.
This is a room that can be called weird and unique compared to any scene I have entered before. It’s about the size of a basketball court, but the building material is not steel and mud, but a white substance. It’s not clear whether it’s organic or unrestrained. It’s like foam and it’s like a **** substance formed by drying up some kind of mucus. The texture of the shell, layer by layer is very clear. I quickly remembered, very similar to the cocoon formed by the strange living corpse in the morgue.
Spherical, cylindrical, elliptical, polygonal... various shapes of structures are displayed in the room as if they were thrown away at will, as if this is a garbage dump. Some of these structures are like equipment. The light spots on them seem to be still working. Some seem to be pure waste materials with only forms. What is worth integrating is that regardless of the equipment or waste materials, the materials and building materials that make up the room seem to be It is the same substance.
The whole room has a gray-white tone, full of feelings of old age, decadence, and decline.
These chaotic structures emit the light of the screen, and the monitors scattered in the gaps are working, as if it will have countless data flowing down from the blue screen from the distant past to the distant future. At the end of my left hand side, there is an open space opened up from the trash of the structure. The monitoring station-like devices are connected in a crescent-shaped array. There is a recliner in the center, with a human figure lying on it and wearing his head. For some kind of precision instrument, countless wires hang down from the zenith or spread out from the ground. One end is connected to the strange instrument with the head, and the other end goes deep into the surrounding equipment.
Because his back is facing me, I can't see this person's appearance clearly. From a physical point of view, he is a burly man, wearing an armor like futuristic technology, and there are also countless wires plugged into this armor.
In the vicinity of this equipment array, there are at least a dozen cylinders, only six are still upright, and all the others have become part of the structure's garbage dump. These Yuantongs are three meters high and are completely sealed. There is only a window in the upper middle, but it is impossible to see what is hidden inside from where I and Zhenjiang are.
The upright cylinder is still working, and a row of warning lights flashes in a constant rhythm.
Maybe the weird man in the recliner is the owner of this place, but there are other people besides him. There were people in the gaps between the trash dumps of the structure, and people in uniform appeared on the small hills. I could recognize that these people were soldiers of the Fandog army. They were like primitive people, holding tubes that they didn't know where they were snapped off, and cold weapons made from these debris, and a few even raised speargun-like weapons.
At a glance, these weapons do not come from reality. The styles and materials are also the first things that appear in the space of temporary data hedging. They are probably special products in this tumor space.
The big people they were going to deal with were not me and Mae, but two old acquaintances—Father Xisen and Little Sent who somehow appeared in this place. Even if surrounded by these soldiers, the two people standing side by side and back still have that indifferent expression. They really don’t have anything to be nervous about. Little Sent must have something assassin’s trick to enable him to exert his strength in this temporary data hedging space that is not under his control, and Father Xi Sen’s hands are all wearing that strange and thick. The gloves, this pair of gloves can ensure the operation of the magic pattern.
Although there are a large number of soldiers in the Fandog army, even if they are armed with modern firearms, they can't fight the Mageweave Messengers. The difference in absolute strength does not depend on their fighting will.
Although these people didn't focus on me and Zhenjiang, I don't think that the breakthrough of the two of them can be hidden from these experienced fighters.
Why did they gather in this place? What exactly is this tumor-like object? The girl who was suspected of Irene led me to this place, what exactly did she want? I have a strong hunch that this question will be answered soon. And this strange room will be the end of this mission.
Another person walked up the hill of the trash dump of the structure. With the sound of climbing, fragments of objects continued to fall all the way, making a "crack" sound. Soon, that figure appeared in my eyes.
"Marceau--" Isn't that corpse really you? That's great. I could not speak to myself, as I said when I left last time, we met again.
Marceau's body is wearing the same equipment as a shrinking spacesuit, and it looks much thicker and taller. This set of equipment is also made of the off-white **** material. It looks crude and bloated, but it seems to make the action a lot more agile. As long as you pay attention to the seams and the box structure above, you can find this costume and speargun. The same, they are all technological creations, and they are full of standard styles. That kind of speargun-like weapon also held a shot in her hand.
She seems to have formed a common front with the soldiers of the Fandog Army, and she unexpectedly became the leader of this group of soldiers, which is really surprising. However, the boy who should have been with her never appeared on Ranwen Novel.com.
Marceau stood on the top of the hill overlooking Father Xisen and Little Sent, and then cast his gaze towards me and Mae. She showed a complicated expression of trouble and helplessness at my appearance, but it was this expression that made me feel that I was right. Although she showed her determination in front of me last time, it was obviously a decision with no other choice.
It is a sad thing to have no choice. I personally feel the martial universe, the holy king makes the sacred king, the night kills the god, the seal, the throne seeks the devil, the world, the strongest abandonment, the great Zhou, the royal family will kill at night The throne of gods and gods seal the throne of gods and gods, and the throne of gods, the strongest abandoned in the world Jiuzhongtian is the strongest abandoning young and big Zhou imperial families. Although I myself was slipping more and more hurriedly on a muddy slide, I didn't have time to jump into other branches.
"Why are you back?" She said, "You are not welcome here."
"No way, I am here to retaliate." After seeing everyone gathered in this place, my mood suddenly became lighter, "The last time you pierced this place, but it was so painful." I pointed to my chest and said in a pun.
Marceau froze for a moment, then let out a somewhat pleasant hum. "It's been a long time since I saw it, and I became glib," she teased. Then she put on a serious face and said: "You shouldn't be back, Gao Chuan, this time is different from the previous few times. It's not that easy to get out, no, maybe you will never be able to leave this place." Her gaze shifted to Father Sisson and Little Sent said in an angry and suppressed voice: "First, a bunch of people who do not know the so-called broke the seal, and then these two ill-intentioned ones appeared. Hey, Father, stranger. Man, what are you two going to do? Although I don’t know how you came to this place, I believe you are aware that this place will soon become a hell."
"Obviously, the beautiful lady in Taobao.com Women's Tmall Taobao.com Taobao.com Women's Winter Jacket M." Father Xi Sen's monocle was turned against the white light, and his right hand gracefully crossed his chest and grabbed the cross to kiss After a while, "Just like **** needs Judas, the saint also needs hell."
"Really a hypocritical priest." Marceau sneered contemptuously, and his gaze fell on Little Sent: "Where are you? A stranger."
"Stranger?" Little Sent shook his head mockingly. Although he looks very stable, I believe I didn't read it wrong. Occasionally, his eyes flashed crazily. And eagerly. "This place was originally the property of our Mar Jones family. I just took my own things from the thief and taught him a lesson. Isn't it? Sauron, you and my mother have had a good time getting along all these years Is it?" Little Sent said at the end, his face turned to the direction of the crescent-shaped device array.
I followed his gaze to the man in the reclining chair. Although there has always been the idea that this is Sauron's base, I can't believe that this burly man who is more than two meters tall is the boy who keeps sending me out of this temporary data hedging space until it is confirmed.
However, Little Sent should not be able to lie, and Marceau did not deny it.
The person in the recliner did not respond from Ranwen Novel. This situation was clearly expected by others.
"Sure enough, as I thought, has it been suppressed to the point where it is unable to perceive information from the outside world?" Little Sent smiled like a sly fox, and said to Father Xi Sen: "According to the agreement, after the virus data is injected , You can take away the equipment and data related to the microcomputer cell structure element body."
"Happy cooperation, Mr. Sent." Father Xi Sen gave a sunny smile.
"You are too polite, priest, you can call me little Sent, everyone calls me that, don't you?" Young Sent also smiled satisfied.
The soldiers were indifferent when seeing the two people praising each other, but Marceau's expression turned gloomy. I know that the reason why Marceau didn't start immediately because she knew the strength of these two men. Perhaps in order to survive, she needs to guard this place, but the strength of the enemy puts her in a dilemma. Once a war starts, how much trouble it can cause to these two men, her life will undoubtedly be in jeopardy.
"Help me, Gao Chuan" she stared warily at the two men chatting and laughing in the encirclement, and yelled.
"Tsk, tusk, tusk, this is not the Intelligence Bureau...no, is the gentleman from the Security Bureau? Is it called Gaochuan?" Little Sent looked at me confidently, smiling and saying, "You too Do you want to come in for a kick? It’s better not to. Although I don’t understand how you got in, if you want to fight us, you can’t get out."
"Mr. Gaochuan, how about we make a deal?" Father Xi Sen asked politely: "As long as you and the lady around you don’t interfere with our actions, I will give you some information later. I believe there must be something. Value."
Senter couldn't help but look surprised at the low profile of his partner.
Although I think Father Xi Sen is an honest person, I don't know what changes their actions will bring to this temporary data hedging space, so I dare not accept it lightly. My goal is only Marceau, but Marceau is a sacrifice to Sauron. These two people obviously have to work on Sauron. Once Sauron has a problem, it is likely to have some impact on Marceau. .
However, even if Zhenjiang could use graystone to use part of his power, he might still be a little nervous to stop these two men positively. Mae may be able to fight with one of them, but it is still a question of whether Marceau and I, together with the remaining six soldiers from the dog army ~ IndoMTL.com~, can withstand the other. Speaking of it, it was ironic that they had been in the position of mortal enemies with these soldiers before, but now they have to join hands.
The only possibility lies with Sauron. Although from the dialogue between the two sides, Sauron’s situation has become bad due to the influence of Sent’s plan, but since he has been in this temporary situation for ten years The data hedging space and Irene play against the ruthless role, there should be some means to it.
You have to try it to judge, and I am curious about what is hidden in those six cylinders. Inferring from Sent's words, it may be the so-called "microcomputer cell structure element body".
"Try it..." I said, and suddenly threw the dagger at Sent.
Fr. Xi Sen, who can use the power of the magic pattern, really has overwhelming power and can only be dealt with by Zhenjiang.
"Attack" Marceau yelled for the first time, and pulled the trigger of the speargun, and a spear shot at the young Sent.
At the same time, three soldiers with spearguns also fired spear arrows at the same target. The other three soldiers also raised their weapons and rushed towards Father Xi Sen.