Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 302: Licensing (2)
302 licensing (two)
The figure stood at the big mén of the warehouse, like something unclean. The voice of the people in the warehouse gradually extinguished and became silent, leaving only the sound of insects coming from nowhere. Device: no ads, full text, more
"Excuse me, is it a sè classmate?" After a while, Sakiya asked the nv boy after he came back to his senses.
"Yes, do you plan to summon demons here?" Classmate Department asked as she walked in. After she made a sound, people couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"Yes. Are students from the department also interested in this kind of thing?"
"When I was a kid, I was particularly interested in this kind of mysterious things, but I gave up after trying several times without success. Everyone says these are deceptive, but you have been doing this kind of things. Right? Are there any successful examples?" The department student walked into the circle, looked around, and asked: "Why don't you turn on the lights?"
"If you can't turn on the lights, it will degrade the material of the magic circle." Hakkei replied from the side, "This is not the first time we have performed a demon summoning ceremony. Like you, we have never succeeded."
"Really?" A disappointed **** appeared on the student's face, "I was looking forward to it. Didn't Morino say that he will be successful this time? Hakjing classmate has a similar ability as a prophet, right? I listen. Having said that, you predict that this time will be successful, I don’t know if it is true or false." She paused, seeming to feel that her speech was a bit provocative, and then quickly said: "Sorry...I didn't mean to aim at you, but...I did too. I have met occultists who claim to have true abilities, but the result is very disappointing. Because I was dealing with them, I was also implicated. Although I finally got rid of it, I still have lingering fears."
"In that case, why do you still come with hope today?" Shirai asked gently.
"Because I'm going to graduate." Department sè classmate lù made a lonely expression, "After graduation, I have to go to work and start a family. I can no longer devote myself to this kind of interest as I did before. So, at least officially after graduation. I made a conclusion before. Moreover, I never knew that there was such an occult club in the school. The vice president is still a member of the student union, Gao Chuan who is excellent in both character and learning. Although I don’t really believe what Gao Chuan said, then It's unbelievable, but since it came from Gao Chuan, is it too rash to deny it rashly?" She spoke louder and louder, and her tone became more uplifting, "So I decided to witness it with my own eyes. I used to like it. Whether the things that have been past, the things that have paid a heavy price for it, really exist in this world."
"You will see it, but the price may be your life!" Hakjing said to her solemnly, "I hope you have this kind of psychological preparation. Even so, do you want to participate? It is too late to give up now. "
"It doesn't matter, I thought about it for a long time before I made this decision." The department classmate replied seriously and resolutely: "I know what a devil is. If you really recruit a devil, what will be the consequences? I will all I thought about it. Even so, I want to see with my own eyes whether there is really a mystery in this world."
The two people of Bajing and Xisè looked at each other, their eyes did not back down, their enlightenment seemed to have turned into a sharp and substantial light, and they hit a fire in the air. This kind of speechless āo front made everyone else silent, and no one went up to make the final round.
"I have seen your enlightenment." Bajing broke the silence after a while and said: "However, if we really recruit demons and you survive..."
"I'll join you. I hope to be full-time, but if the funds are not enough, I can go out to work part-time." Department sè student interrupted Bajing, "I heard from Gao Chuan that you have led this organization for four years, I hope some Really capable."
This is not the first time that Bajing has been questioned by others. It stands to reason that these words should be regarded as a refreshing breeze, but she hummed, which made me think she could not bear such contempt. Or, can't bear the behavior itself of the nv kid comparing her with a liar? Just when we met, Bajing seemed to have made some kind of fire with this classmate. I stood aside with a stiff expression, but interest in inquiry rose in my heart. The Eight Views that I know have never made false statements to "ordinary people". If the opponent is a character such as a superpower, an alien, a future person, or a mysterious monster, her emotions will be greatly moved.
Analyzed from this perspective, besides being the prophesied person, the possibility that it also possesses some kind of "trait" that is easy for ordinary people has increased.
Sakiya and Morino hurriedly pulled away the two facing each other, and then the classmates began to study the magic circle on the ground. After she knew that the magic circle was not a copy, but the originality of the eight sceneries, she began to put forward her own opinions to the eight sceneries. Of course, none of the eight sceneries was adopted. All current preparations are interlocking with the demons that this magic circle will summon as the center. Once the magic circle deviates greatly from the expected track, it will cause the existing safety measures to fail. Neither Bajing nor I want to fall into such a predicament.
However, even if you don’t change the magic circle, facing the garlic, crosses, smelly cloth, a few bottles of water, charms, bones, firecrackers, etc., I still think The armor, spears, crossbows and shotguns on the other side give people a sense of security.
Me and Shirai put these special demon hunting weapons, Shirai's silence and hand movements made me aware of the tension in his heart. Although they are called "Devil Hunting Arms", they are just nice names, and no one can be sure that they will work. Shirai glanced at me, lowered his voice and said, "My instinct tells me that these don't work."
Among all the members of the Whisperer, Shirai’s instincts are quite terrifying. We tested him, and the accuracy rate of guessing the total points of the cards was as high as 80% when the cards were completely inaccessible, and we guessed a single card. The accuracy rate of the face is also over 70%. It is worth mentioning that anyone who randomly puts something into the black box to let him guess what is inside, even if it is a painting, he has a 50% chance to describe it. . Although Shirai is not a prophet, his intuitive accuracy has completely exceeded the meaning of probability and has almost reached the mysterious realm of "unknowingly".
Now, Shirai intuitively feels that these "demon hunting weapons" are not effective against the demon that is about to be summoned. Even if he, like us, has never seen a demon, the probability of being guessed is at least 50%. It is precisely because Shirai understands his own "traits" better than anyone, that makes him so uneasy.
I took out a cigarette, handed him one, and took a deep breath after lighting it. I don't know how to reply to him. In the past actions, because the opponent was a human, there was always a way to deal with it, but this time the enemy was a demon. Although I got some information about this evil life from the book, the truthfulness and applicability of the information itself is questionable. In the end, I found that I didn't know anything about demons. This is a monster that could not obtain exact information from existing human documents before it appeared. Perhaps because of this, it was regarded as the enemy of the "god" and the spokesperson of evil.
Faced with an enemy who has no way of understanding, it is impossible to say "There is always a way to win and nothing will happen". I couldn't find any words to comfort Shirai, so there was only silence. Facing the thorns ahead in silence is a way to move forward, because silence is also a kind of power, a stubborn power from the depths of the heart.
Shirai never chōu smokes, but this time he made an exception. Because the nv friend who cares too much is a restless occult fanatic, his pressure is not small at ordinary times, and he puts it to the maximum at this time. He lowered his eyes, and his face showed the disgusting gods that would appear to people who are not used to chōu cigarettes, but he tried to endure it. After half a cigarette, his expression of patience finally eased a lot. He coughed and sprayed white smoke from his mouth, which was particularly dazzling in the red light of the cigarette butt.
"It's so bitter, I don't know how you can bear this kind of taste." He squinted and said with puns.
Time is passing by while waiting. Two boys and I have been sitting in the corner smoking cigarettes, one by one. The three nv students were still active at the beginning, and gradually sat down and chatted. After a while, the conversation became unmatched, and then there was no topic, and they fell into silence. This kind of silence is backlogged in the warehouse, making people uneasy, and the beating of the heart has become heavy and violent. Someone couldn't bear this kind of atmosphere and ran out of the warehouse to make a noise and came back when they felt boring. But regardless of whether there are people coming in or out, the pressure to spread in the warehouse is still growing.
This is the hardest demon summoning ceremony I have ever experienced. It doesn't matter if you think about it, after all, the results of this summoning are different from those of the past.
When half an hour is left before midnight, I stand up and move my body. On this dull and unknown night, I was the main defense against demons, and I said that I would not risk my life. I have been mentally prepared for a long time, and have been adjusting my mood in the previous silence. I am still a little nervous, but this kind of tension does not make the limbs and head stiff, but makes the five senses sharp. At this time, I can be sure that when I witness the incredible thing coming, I can remain calm and active. .
Shirai also stood up, his body shook because of excessive force, and he almost fell. Morino, who was staying with the other two nvs, met him, threw a plastic bottle cap from a distance, and groaned dissatisfiedly: "What do you do so nervously, isn't it just to summon the devil? Based on our understanding of it, we will be able to Capture it. You must know that this may be the first demon summoned ever, and we will be named in history." Although such strong words are said, anyone can hear her from the trembling voice. Emotions are also extremely tense. Once the time is up, she will go into battle in person and call for a call.
At this moment, Morino is also swaying in his heart. The closer he gets to the final moment, the more he doubts whether his decision is correct. Although he felt that he had to do it at first, it was something he had always insisted on. However, this does not mean that the meaning of the appearance of the devil is not understood.
In the last fifteen minutes, Shirai and I wore all over. The armors were painted to resist the devil in advance, and we also wore luàn's various accessories for exorcism and evil. The cold weapons were hung on our body and waist, each in our hands. Holding a shotgun. Half of the bullet was filled with fire and the other half was salt. Bajing and Shisè also used their own weapons, and even Morino nervously poured a large bottle of so-called "holy water" on his head.
Morino glanced around at everyone, nodded to himself, and stopped at the center of the Pentagram Magic Circle, opened the sheepskin note in his hand, and began to chant the spell. Surrounded by the burning candles, her shadow was divided into five faint strips, each pointing to the five horns of the pentagram. Whenever the candle was shaken by the wind, those shadows passed by blood red like living tentacles. Fishy runes.
The incantation is very long, and the eight sceneries remind us on the side that it is divided into three sections. After reading the first verse, Morino paused, and there was no abnormality in the warehouse. She took a deep breath and seemed to have completely forgotten the unpleasant smell here. Her face against the flames was bloodless and white, as if she was reciting the summoning spell, her life was also affected by the evil foreign object. Taken as a sacrifice.
At the beginning of the second verse, a cool breeze suddenly blew from outside the mén in the warehouse. The candle flame swayed and stabilized when it was about to extinguish, while paper and plastic bags were raised in the air. Maybe this is just a normal summer breeze, but the timing of it is too coincidental, so it makes people dare not be sure. Morino forcibly resisted the stop and continued to read, and in order not to let himself be overwhelmed by fear, his voice became louder and louder, and the echoes in the warehouse made the chanting sound blurry, like some kind of foreign object was talking. .
My mind is still calm at this point. Chōu Sora looked at the other people and saw that everyone was engrossed in Morino, eyes wide open, full of fear, movement, expectation, etc. Complex emotions.
After the second quarter ended, the third quarter began immediately, and Mori was afraid that he would lose his courage, so he had to recite all the mantras in one effort. During this period, nothing strange happened. The classmate's eyes became a little bleak, but there was also relief. However, the other members of the Whisperer who were familiar with the Eight Views prophecy did not relax, but became more and more nervous. Sakuya began to move, and after hiding in a pile of boxes as I told him, Hakkei pulled the classmates and retreated far away. Only Shirai and I were going to rush to Morino at the end of the spell. pull out.
The last tone of the third quarter fell, and there was silence in the warehouse. Morino was stunned in the center of the magic circle, trying to turn our heads to find the anomaly, but Shirai and I rushed up for the first time, pushing and pulling her out of the magic circle. This is the same as everyone else, suspicious and looking around nervously.
Nothing happened.
Is it over like this?
"Failure..." The frustrated voice of the classmate sè just sounded, and the big mén in the warehouse suddenly closed with a "bang". The loud sound shocked everyone. When everyone hadn't recovered from their consternation, the walls and the windows on the sky slab began to tremble, making a banging sound, like being slapped by countless hands.
"It's coming!" Bajing cried out hoarsely and fearfully, "It's coming!" Everyone turned their heads and looked around, trying to find the demon.
The wind rolled up in the warehouse, causing everyone's clothes to fly, almost unable to open their eyes. Light objects were thrown into the air, spinning around us in a huge spiral. Despite this, the flame candle that should have been extinguished in the strong wind is still burning, and the burning speed is visibly accelerated. The flame is not disturbed by the wind at all. The vertical flame is like a hard steel bar. When we notice When it was abnormal, these fires were already abnormally about to rise to the roof.
"Here...really!" The classmate took a few steps back, widened his eyes and stared at the sacrifices placed in the magic circle, the raw ròu, corpses, and unknown liquids. He and Máofa disappeared into the air little by little, as if an invisible mouth had eaten them all.
The air is shaking. This kind of shaking is causing my heart to beat violently, and it seems that my heart is about to jump out of the cavity. After a while, this kind of shock turned into a sound. I can't describe this kind of sound, it's not a sound that humans can make at all, it's like howling some inhuman foreign object. Gradually, this howling became familiar and became a series of barking dogs——
The air in the center of the magic circle is distorted~IndoMTL.com~The center of the distortion is darker than the darkness, like a substantial point. This point absorbs the surrounding air, making the qi làng more violent, and this point expands accordingly.
I don’t know how long it’s been, maybe a long time, maybe it’s just a blink of an eye. At this time, the passage of time becomes blurred. Everyone can see exactly that a tornado formed by a piece of gray fog suddenly disappears from the sky. I got out of it, rushed into the air like alive, and walked around the wall.
I took the first bottle of "holy water" and splashed it on the gray mist. Sprinkling water in mid-air has absolutely no effect on the mist. Immediately afterwards, other people came back to their senses, and successively attacked the cloud of fog with the demon-killing props according to the instructions for use. They also only penetrated the fog and fell to the ground, making a clatter and bumping sound. The group of gray fog wandered around, as if looking for a way to leave. Eight scenes used to be surrounded by magic circles that were said to be able to trap demons. Although there was no special sound effect at this time, it might be effective.
"Hurry up, everyone, get out!" I shouted. Although it is not clear why it turns a blind eye to the people in the warehouse, maybe it doesn't take us little bugs to heart, but there is no guarantee that it will never attack us.
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