Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 680: The battlefield core

Some things are changing on the file. This change is not in the body shape, but in the deeper, soul-shaped level, making the revolver and the crossbow, which are anomalous things, more powerful. However, in a sense, this kind of strength is not that her strength is growing, but rather that she is recovering to the level she should have. The file that became young in this conscious world seemed to wipe away the dust from the soul, blooming with the light of a second-level magic pattern messenger. The soldiers rushed into the airship airbags like tigers and wolves, and then were shot on the spot by a file. She didn't seem to have a chain judgment, but the bullets were equally clear.

These soldiers began to ignore the comfort of the airship and began to set fire on the airbag. As the line of fire was cut and the airbag was destroyed, the airship we were on was falling downwards. However, these attacks could not cause me and the file. The slightest damage. I didn't use the quick-sweeping super power to dodge the gunfire with the file, just because the wind blowing around the file-stopped.

It is not correct to say that the airflow has subsided. More vividly, it is frozen. The debris picked up by the airflow stagnated two meters away from me and the file. This is not the first time I have seen this scene. The first time I turned my gaze to the wrist of the file, there were two wing-like prisms emerging there, as if temporarily branded, and the magic pattern on the inner side of my wrist was also like fire at this moment. It's like a burn, as if you can hear the sizzling sound of the skin, this is the resonance of the magic lines.

I am not surprised. At this time, I feel as if I have known that magic lines will resonate under certain circumstances, and even subconsciously know that this resonance is under certain circumstances. Will form a stronger force in a short period of time. I don't know how to make this resonance appear, how to mobilize this power, I just know that it will happen when it should happen.

This is the world of consciousness, and the file is quickly adapting to this world. And the return of her magic pattern is the result of this adaptation. I don't know what she thought of, and what she understood. Who can understand the mystery of other people's consciousness? In any case, the file is regaining the fighting power she should have.

I did nothing, maybe. The pressure from these soldiers at this moment is an important factor that activates the strength of the file itself. The file is very excited, without the slightest fear. She is not arrogant, walking in the mysterious world all the year round, and has too much experience on the battlefield. She fully understood what had happened to her. The return of the magic pattern was not an accident in her thinking.

Wind, missiles and gunfire were constantly solidifying around her body, but the bullets and arrows shot from the filer swept the enemies who were trying to approach like a wind and fire.

After a while, the dense warheads engulfed the two of us. The light came in stitches, interspersed around us. The file puts away the revolver and the crossbow. At this time, the shell formed by the warhead is still under intense attack, but the "egg shell" fixed by the static superpower is even harder. The enthusiasm in Filer's eyes was calmed down, and maintaining this "egg shell" didn't seem to be very strenuous. She said to me, "It's time to join Father Xi Sen and the others, Gao Chuan."

I nodded in agreement, wrapped her waist, the gray wings once again covered us, and then. Once again submerged in the empty, full of pressure, but let people feel free and unfettered in the shadow. This time, we went for a long time. After the file restores the magic lines, the endurance is greatly enhanced. Perhaps the resonance of the magic lines between us is also an important factor in supporting us to sneak for so long. It is impossible to observe the world formed by this shadow with the naked eye. Only when we are protected by the power of the enchant quark can we walk through here like this, probably because of the quark’s talent, or my chain judgment is working, more likely It is both that enable me to perceive the right path and what this shadow world looks like.

Not seeing, but just a feeling.

As if the quark's instinct is attached to me, this is the magic power that can only be possessed by the third-level magicweave messenger. We did not encounter any dangers or obstacles, and our sneaking went smoothly. This process is not easy to describe, because the state of our advancement is not walking, running and flying in the conventional sense. In this process, the sense of time has become ambiguous. When I have the concept of "arrival", Both feet have fallen on the ground. In the eyes of outsiders, we probably "float" from a certain shadow, but to me, there is no sense of "floating" behavior. The whole process does not feel like a movement process.

Such power is undoubtedly an extremely powerful aid to mobility. No matter when or where, only when there is shadow, I can walk freely. The preparation time is just to close the wings and wrap the whole body. The activation time is extremely short. This gives me the ability to get out of most seemingly desperate situations, and it also allows me to avoid many unnecessary battles. In fact, we are in the airship. Among them, there is no need to fight those soldiers head-on. Too many shadows can make us directly escape, but in many cases, people will never make those choices that seem to be right.

How long is the limit distance that the shadow jump can move? It's not clear. In this ideological world, it seems that you can move to an infinite distance, but the actual situation is that every activation of power will consume some of its own things. According to our previous speculation on the truth of this ideological world, this feeling of "infinity" is only based on the illusion that we are constantly burning and at the peak state all the time, "I can use my power without restriction" itself. It is a fatal trap.

The loss of the ability to measure one's own limits is the most dangerous and strange place in this ideological world.

People continue to exceed the limits of their imagination and immerse themselves in the unlimited expansion of power, which is the process of overdrawing themselves.

However, even knowing this, the harsh battlefield environment will force most people to break through their bottom line.

If a person without mystical power enters here, maybe because of the oppression of the battlefield environment, because of the particularity of the ideological world, a state of "because of awakening the true meaning of this world and gaining superpower" may occur. Bar. I'm sure that if this kind of thing does happen, it must be a trap in this ideological world-gaining superpowers. Use super powers to constantly push the limits of super powers, like a **** of war, to fight against the endless army. There is no time limit, nor can you extricate yourself. Until the self burns out in this never-ending process.

It is a very vicious, but difficult to detect trap. Even if it is guessed, it is impossible to know whether it is the case before the real result appears. This is the world of consciousness, the active state of consciousness. The degree that can be achieved and the results that can be achieved are inherently difficult to measure and judge.

I don’t use the worst thoughts to conjecture this dangerous mystery.

Fortunately, the return of the magic pattern of the file should not be considered such a situation, it is more like an ability to unblock.

For me. The danger in this conjecture has not changed. The oppression caused by the harsh environment of the battlefield also exists for me. I know very well that if you don't use super powers, you can't talk about ease and freedom at all, and you will even die within a few breaths.

I have to use the power of the magic pattern. This power has to be used continuously for a long time, and even the limit of this power needs to be continuously increased to restore the thrilling situation. For me, the danger brought about by such a situation not only stems from this ideological space itself, but also stems from my particularity as a “Gaochuan”.

However, no matter how I suppressed the magic line super power limit, but at the peak state without any sense of consumption, the file still made me and the file directly cross the extremely far distance in this shadow jump. Entered the destination.

When the gray wings are separated, what we see in our eyes is a relatively orderly battlefield. This order is made up of a large number of members of the mysterious organization that are supporting each other, such as District Fifty One, Father Xi Sen, Zuo Huo, Long Aotian, Chobe, and Magical Girls. There is also Jung and his collaborators, members of the major power alliances gathered here at some time, and jointly deal with the endless army's surge offensive. Perhaps, the people gathered here have already entered all the survivors of this ideological world.

Including us, there are only a handful of less than thirty people. The absolutely inferior number has caused the situation here to fall into a passive stalemate. The line of defense formed by these rallyers shows no signs of being compressed and seems to be able to continue forever. However, there is no sign of expansion either. If you want to survive in this endless army, if there is not a key change, it is simply impossible to just defend so passively. What are they doing?

"It seems we are the last one again." The file understood our situation in a blink of an eye. Although we all feel that the alliance of the 51st District, Father Xi Sen, Zihuo and Long Aotian must hold the key to this war, but now it seems that this key has not been launched, or is In the process of launching.

"Don't be stupid and stay there, come and help!" A member of the mysterious organization noticed us, broke out a path from the soldiers like a mountain into the sea, shouted at us, but then had to concentrate on dealing with us again The enemy in front of you.

His ability is not strong, or in other words, his adaptability to this battlefield is not very good. At this time, the mysterious power that can exert the greatest lethality is undoubtedly a large-scale attack ability. For example, the fire escape in the form of a humanoid weapon arsenal, the pressure-controlled Father Xi Sen, and the magical girl known as the "senpai". The various mysterious forces crisscrossing, invisible, just like nature, swept back and forth in this defensive circle, and the scene was simply breathtaking. Originally, the ability to persevere with the number of absolutely inferior forces against the forces of absolute superiority would inevitably form a majestic scene.

There are constant power fluctuations and shocks rushing from our sides, even directly on our faces, but under the static super power of the file, it is impossible to enter within two meters of our body.

"What do you think?" File asked, she didn't mean to join the battle immediately.

"Wait." I replied.

As a result, more people began to take time to express their dissatisfaction.

"Hey, who is going to explain to these two idiots?" Probably because this seemingly invisible battle is irritating, and the speaker's tone is aggressive.

In the next moment, a strange creature that looked like a cat and a rabbit stepped on the tops of the soldiers and jumped over. Its movements are so light, compared with the soldiers who constantly attack the defensive circle like Lost his reason, the strain seemed particularly stiff. Obviously the speed of this strange life is not fast, but let it smoothly pass through the gaps of each person and enter the relatively stable area of ​​the defensive circle. The soldiers who tried to chase it were divided and annihilated by all kinds of magical girls in a blink of an eye.

"Hi, Mr. Gao Chuan. Ms. File, I am glad to see you at this time. I thought you had already left." This strange creature named "Kewpie" said in a relieved tone. Greetings to us. It hopped a few times quickly, and leaped on my shoulder.

"Do you recognize us?" The file was a little surprised by this.

"In my eyes. You will always look the most authentic." Chobe said, still with that innocent, but without any fluctuating smile. It seems that it only talks about things that are taken for granted, and will never lie against its will—of course, in my opinion. Its biggest problem is not deception, but never telling all the facts. If you believe it, you may be misled into the road because of the lack of intelligence, but you can't completely deny the authenticity of the part of the content it says.

"What does it look like?" The file smiled rather than smile, and asked, "I am very curious. In your eyes, what we are like."

"Why are you curious? Don't you know who you really look like?" Chobe asked, tilting his head.

The file didn't answer, but just looked away from it, as if he wasn't interested in it anymore.

"The number of magical girls has increased again." I changed the subject and said this to Yau.

The uniforms of the magical girls are very conspicuous, and this kind of uniform will magnify some of the characteristics of the wearer hundreds of times, which makes people feel horrible, just like the muscular man in the uniform of the magical girl we met not long ago. He is still alive now, jumping and killing among the soldiers. Although this is the core area of ​​the battlefield. But the geographical structure is no different from other places, the same as usual platforms, barbed wire corridors, gears and levers, as well as dazzling light and heat. Whether it is an abnormal soldier in the ideological world, or a member of the 51st District and various mysterious organizations, the environment they need to face is the same. The difference lies only in adaptability in terms of ability.

Although the soldiers are abnormal, they are still the same as normal humans in their behavior, and they must have a foothold to maintain mobility. However, the members of the 51st District and various mysterious organizations possess extraordinary mobility under the blessings of various mysteries. For example, in the violent air currents controlled by Father Sisson, soldiers often lose their balance and position. However, for members of the mysterious organization, these air currents can accurately assist their actions and even free them from danger. . Many people have the ability to fly, including magical girls.

The power of flying allows them to get rid of the shackles of geography, showing a repressive force on the soldiers in terms of mobility. Under Father Xi Sen’s control, so far, no airship or fighter jet has been able to reach here. The only thing to note is that the airship was launched. Because of its mystery, it successfully broke through and changed the turbulence and hit this area. Missiles in range. However, after passing through the obstacles of heavy air currents, the accuracy of these missiles becomes extremely poor, which is often unhelpful.

It can be said that there is no absolutely safe place on the battlefield, but members of various mysterious organizations have cleaned up a relatively stable area, which is the platform on which we are based, about the size of a football field. . Staying here will not be subject to frontal bombardment, only need to dodge and resist the aftermath of the impact, and stray bullets that cannot be accurately intercepted. For me and the file, these aftermaths and stray bullets can be regarded as no threat. Therefore, we will stand in the same position and sit on the wall.

Talking about the magical girls, Chobe seemed very satisfied with the status quo of his team. Of course, the expression on its face didn't ripple at all, it was just my feeling.

"Well, there are more people, and the team is not easy to take." It wagged its tail and said without shy: "But ~IndoMTL.com~ can gather so many magical girls, thanks to this war. That's it."

There are many differences between the current magical girls and the composition of the team when they last met the team of Chobe. It is not just the increase in the number of members. Except for the three veterans Madoka, Xiaomei, and Senior Sister, the other members have more or less changed. Some are no longer there, and some have been honed to be more distinctive. Judging from the magical girls who have been in contact in the past, not everyone who becomes a magical girl can have enough magical power. It is not easy to be able to persist until now. This war is also a process of scouring the sand. .

What makes me feel concerned is that members of other mysterious organizations have undergone some physical changes in this ideological world. At least, this is the case for a few people I am familiar with. It is difficult even to pass the outline. Identify it. Only Chobe and its magical girls did not seem to have changed. No, Long Aotian didn't change anything. He just jumped over our heads. I and him looked at each other. From his eyes, we couldn't see any information. He was in a very stable state, and soon went into battle again. His fighting style is also very special compared to other different forms of mysterious power display. The soldiers who fought with him stood still on the spot without warning, and then turned around to attack the companions around him, as if surrendered. Long Aotian glanced around. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (m) to vote for recommendation and monthly pass. Your support is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to m to read.)