Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 315: Network Chaos (3)

I went back to the bedroom and used a folding knife to cut off the head of the witch's body lying in the hall, then walked into the bedroom with my head raised, and cut off the heads of the two wizards.

This community is no better than the warehouse last night. It seems to be uninhabited here, but who knows if the residents are really not at home? Moreover, there are rows of shops on the other side of the partition wall of the community. It is still during the day. If there is a fire here, someone will come over in a short time. At this point, let's not say whether these corpses can be burned to ashes. Once the three returning wizards discover the anomaly here, they will definitely sneak into the dark and make plans. I can't give them this opportunity, only the original house is the best trap. Regardless of whether the advent circuit is activated or not, those wizards will definitely come back to check the results.

Since the corpses cannot be burned, only cutting off their heads can make people feel at ease.

I placed the heads of three people in front of three small cocoons. Dissecting the corpse after killing another person, even most professionals in anatomy can't do it indifferently. Although I was driven by a forced mentality at the beginning, when I thought that the three cocoons in front of me might be dead babies, my heart quickly calmed down, but I felt very happy.

I still haven't cut through these three cocoons to prove Father Xi Sen's words, I am a little scared to see that scene. Even if the priest lied to me, what about small animals like mice? Morino's situation has shown that the "descend circuit" rituals performed by these wizards must require humans to make sacrifices, and there is no evil that weakens humanity because of the age of the sacrifices.

I will treat these three cocoons as a baby's grave for the time being, or in other words, I believe in my heart that it really is. I think it is this kind of thinking that allows me to cut off and sacrifice these three heads so peacefully. Then, before the wizard arrived, I peeled off the mask of my head with a folding knife. Just as I thought, after the mask that was tightly attached to the skin was uncovered, what was left was red muscles. This is really a terrifying and **** scene. If someone who is a little bit timid sees it, it will definitely be. Fainted on the spot.

However, I also got three strange masks for this. At this time, I wanted to wear the mask to other people to see if the other person would become another wizard, but after another thought, I thought that the person who became a wizard was the original wizard or he himself? Maybe the chance of the former will be greater. Although these "wizards" are not the same as the wizards in the formal legends, they use "extraordinary technology", but since they are called "wizards", they must have some similar factors with the wizards in the conventional sense.

The legendary wizards are hard to kill, and they are particularly good at reborn. Before I was ready, I still dare not easily experiment with these three masks.

It took nearly half an hour to finish these things, and the wizard still didn't come back. I was not impatient, and started to peel off the white silk on the ground again, and put a part of it in my pocket as a sample. Just a little attention can reveal the strangeness of these white filaments. It looks very smooth and its texture is not comparable to that of commercially available fibers. The color and material look somewhat similar to metals, and it is impossible to tell whether it is a mineral or a fibrous compound. I cannot effectively cut it with ordinary knives, which also contrasts the difference of the folding knife that the priest gave me.

I carefully observed this folding knife. It is a single-sided folding knife. Its appearance has the smell of an electrician's knife, but the shaft is a bit loose. Take it back into the socket. If it is the first time for ordinary people to use this knife for intensive work, they are likely to hurt themselves, such as cutting off their fingers. But I don’t have this sense of strangeness at all. When using this knife, no matter what tricks it is, I can do it. There is a premise, that is, don’t use your head to think about every movement, once you don’t rely on the wonderfulness of the body. The sense of sight will hurt yourself.

I experimented several times in the next time and proved that this feeling was extremely correct. I took the initiative to think and grasp, and the reflex actions of the following consciousness did not come smoothly.

This is really strange. Ever since I bid farewell to Gao Chuan in the dream of the spiral staircase, this kind of weirdness from the body has been constantly revealed, as if something that once did not belong to me has been stuffed in, and I cannot grasp it at this time. Its essence. After careful analysis, I feel that this is the reason for the frequent "sense of sight". Perhaps, it's not that I know these tools, have seen those scenes, and possess such skills, but that "Gaochuan" of the dream of spiral staircase has all of them. Today, I have inherited his inheritance and inherited his will, and his past has also continued.

Who is that "Gaochuan"? Why does it appear in my dreams? And why is there such a powerful ability? Is he my subconscious? Or is it my "past life"? What happened in his body that made him have to deliver his own things into my hands?

I stared blankly at the prismatic pattern on my left wrist. The scene of Father Xi Sen who has three such prismatics evoking the hurricane is still vivid. I think, is that the power that I will gain someday? At this time, I vaguely raised the idea that this prismatic pattern is the magic pattern of the magic pattern messenger. In this way, the truth of the spiral staircase dream becomes more confusing.

I want to know everything about "Gaochuan", this kind of emotion burns a little bit with my thinking.

Before that, I will use the power of "Gaochuan" to kill the three wizards. I believe I can do it, and this body inherited from another "Gaochuan" is my biggest support. Although I haven't fully understood it, there is a feeling that tells me that this new body, which I haven't understood yet, has a powerful potential to surpass my imagination.

This feeling also tells me that no matter how serious the injury in the eyes of ordinary people, it is not worth mentioning for this body, even if it faces a death in the usual sense, there is no need to be afraid. Wasn't it the force that pulled me back from the death line when I was in the warehouse last night?

Since I made up my mind to kill the remaining three wizards, I have been thinking about what tactics should be used. I didn't think about the possibility of myself being defeated, it was meaningless, because failure is death, so I started thinking with "victory" as the core. Obviously, if these wizards realize that they cannot win in the battle, they will definitely run away. If they are allowed to escape from the community, there will be no way to cut the grass. I want to annihilate them, I only thought of two ways, one is to kill them with overwhelming strength, and the other is to replace them with injury, slowly, as long as the injury makes them feel victory. Hopefully, they should want to chase rather than run, until it's too late when they find something is wrong.

Actually, the only way I can use is the second method. I don't think I have an overwhelming advantage in one-to-three. However, the second method is like walking a tightrope on a cliff. If you can't have absolute certainty about your injury and the timing of the battle, you will fall into your own trap instead.

Even so, I still feel that this is the only strategy that can kill three wizards on the spot.

I sit quietly in the corner of the wall where the bedroom door is located. I cannot see this place from the window. It is also a blind spot for those who open the door and come in. Even so, still have to concentrate, because wizards may have unexpected investigative spells. Similarly, I guess how the wizards will come in. Will they become an animal or get out of a chimney just like in the story? The kitchen in this house does not have the fireplace and chimney in the story, but the range hood is still installed.

I really want to meet, the wizard who drills the range hood. I imagined that half of their bodies were stuck in the chimney, and I couldn't help but feel happy.

The blood flowing from the headless corpse is as red as a human being. It gathers into a large pool and spreads along the lines of the floor. As time passes quietly, it gradually begins to solidify. A strong **** smell is silting up in the house, as long as someone climbs this unit, they will definitely smell it. I also feel a little unbearable, so I really want to leave immediately, or get a bottle of air freshener to clean these stains. I also thought that the longer the delay here, the greater the risk of being discovered. If you are caught by the police on the spot, you will go to jail. However, I just thought about it, and I still chose to stay lurking.

Fortunately, after so long, no one came to protest. Maybe I was really the only one left in this unit building.

After another two hours, the sun began to set. The dusk in summer is still very bright. After the evening light shines into the bedroom, the dim yellow spot left on the ground, and the blood stains on the ground also reflect a burning color. Apart from the taste, it is really the first time I have seen such a poignant scenery since I was born.

I still maintained my original posture, leaning on the corner, propped up my right knee, and rested my right hand on the knee, sitting quietly in the corner.

The bell at six o'clock in the evening came from far away. I thought, maybe it came from the train station, as if I could still hear the whistle when the train entered the station.

At 6:15, there seemed to be some change in the air all over the room. They are coming! My body tightened, slowly changing from a sitting position to a squatting position, using my five senses to experience this slight change. The landing circuit of the floor lights up again, more frequently than previously observed, but obviously still unable to reach the start standard. I don't know if all the sacrifices will still function after they are destroyed, but the blood on the ground may actually be a boost. However, I did not regret the practice of dismembering the wizards because of this idea, because I didn't understand the descent circuit at all, and everything was just guessing.

Will the three wizards emerge from this unfinished circuit of descent? As I guessed, the knife in my hand spun quickly. I'm ready, as soon as they show up, there will be a sneak attack.

In this room, ordinary people may be confused by the strong smell of blood, but I can clearly feel that the abnormal changes in the air are becoming more and more obvious. Every change is like a countdown.

In an instant, on the periphery of the descent circuit, only three steps away from my corner, a gray whirlpool appeared out of thin air, the height very close to the ceiling. As soon as I saw this vortex, I knew that it must be a gray fog spell, no matter the color or the rotating matter, it was very obvious. I have another thought. This is a spell similar to the portal cast by the wizard in the story. Then, wizards will appear from it.

As I thought, three figures, all covered by gray robes, fell from the gray whirlpool.

I didn’t describe it wrong, it just fell down and looked a little embarrassed, as if they didn’t expect it to be like this at all. Two wizards fell directly to the floor, making a back-ache crashing sound, and the other wizard He didn't stand still, and he staggered.

Good opportunity!

I was ready for a squat sprint, and when I saw the opportunity, I immediately used my legs to rush towards the wizard who hadn't stood still. I chose him as the target, not only because he was the closest to me, but also because he was clearly better than the other two in terms of balance during the fall, so I regarded him as the most threatening target and planned to kill him in a sneak attack. die.

When I sprinted in the warehouse last night, the feeling that even the air became frozen and thick came again, and I even felt it was stronger than last night. The hard ground seemed to suddenly become soft, and I stepped on the floor with all my strength, and the feeling of stepping on cotton came from the soles of my feet. I pressed my mouth tightly and closed my breath. I still felt air pouring in from my nostrils, and my eyes were particularly uncomfortable. However, I feel happy, because I know that this is all because of my speed.

It is hard to imagine that a person can run so fast. I guess what is my speed at this time? 20 kilometers per hour? Or forty kilometers? The world is slowing down in my senses. The three wizards have already discovered the abnormality in the room. It is impossible to ignore the strong smell of blood. Whether it is a falling wizard or a wizard who is standing still, the first reaction is to stretch out a finger.

A trace of gray mist flowed from their fingertips. Although it looked like slow motion, in reality, this gray mist spell was cast extremely fast, just because I was faster than them.

Before the gray mist turned into a spell, I smoothly inserted the dagger into the back of the standing wizard's neck and hit my body. I felt as if I had hit a piece of plasticine, and a crackling sound came into my ears. When the two of us flew into the air, I held the handle of the knife and slashed open his spine. The wizard's mouth was wide open, and his eyes bulged, like a suffocated fish, trembling in the air for a while.

The wizard was hit by the wall as a cushion and fell to the ground together. I saw blood constantly spilling from his mouth, eyes, nose, and ears, and he couldn't move at all. So I dragged his body in front of me to block the sight of the other two wizards.

His body is like a puppet suit with the back zipper unzipped, and more blood gushes out of his back like a spring, falling with a clattering sound. After a while, a large pool of fresh blood appeared under our feet.

The magical attack that was expected did not come. One wizard made a gray mist around him like a snake, and the other turned the gray mist into a shield. Both of them chose the means of protection for the first time, and did not fight back. I don't know if this is because they might not catch my attack at all.

No emotions can be seen from the faces of these wizards, because their entire faces are hidden under their masks, with gray robes and hoods, and they can't even see them. But I can still perceive that the gaze cast on me is full of surprise, but there is no fear, and even no sympathy for the dead companion.

The two got up from the ground unhurriedly, and one of them spoke to me or my kidnapped companion. I don't understand their language, it feels very remote, like a local slang in a certain country. Their speech is fast, reminiscent of a large amount of data swiping down from the top of the screen like a waterfall, and then stopped abruptly.

The wizard whom I used as a shield has been unable to answer, he seems to be dying. I cut off his head from behind without hesitation.

Seeing the tragic death of their companions, the two wizards still didn't mean to be sad. They didn't even look at the corpse, but stared at me with indifferent eyes and lifted their fingers.

The gray mist of snake-like swimming agilely shoots out from the wizard's body~IndoMTL.com~ I can see it clearly, I have to avoid it subconsciously, but unexpectedly, the flexible body before is like this. As heavy as the lead, the violently agitated heart seemed to explode from his chest. I can only push the corpse forward and roll to the side embarrassedly.

It shouldn't be a wizard who is doing a strange thing. The extraordinary power burst out before and put this body under a huge load. I should have known that that kind of power cannot be used frequently, but I want to use the greatest power to kill a wizard in the shortest time. As a result, the body responded, and I succeeded, but the side effects also occurred after that.

The moment I was rolling on the ground, I felt out of breath. From the corner of my eye, I saw the gray mist snake piercing through the wizard's corpse. The corpse seemed to be drained of water, and it turned into a dry corpse in a blink of an eye. . Under the control of the wizard, the Grey Mist Snake slid around and leaped towards me.

I put up the folding knife in front of me, but the Grey Mist Snake didn't avoid it, and directly slammed into the blade. It was naturally cut in half and swept across my sides. The body of the wizard who manipulated the gray mist snake froze, and seemed surprised by the result. When he wanted to regain control of the gray mist, the gray mist that had been split in two disappeared.

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