Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 753: Night Attack II

In order to break the door of Takakawa's room, Sakiya brought an axe, but under normal circumstances, she didn't need the axe.

"She is shaking! Didn't you find it? She is holding an axe. The thing that can best exert her power is not by her side."

Shake? Gregya looked at Sakuya as if she was frozen in front of the door, her white and delicate hands, because of the excessive force when she grasped the axe handle, the blue blood vessels gradually floated up. She suddenly woke up. She had always felt that something was wrong before. Hakjing had already made it very clear. Even if she was forced to break in, Sakiya shouldn’t carry an axe. Under normal circumstances, that strange puppet bear. , Is Sakuya's most powerful weapon, and always carries with him.

However, at this time, Sakiya was holding an axe—what happened? Gregya and Cheka couldn't understand the current situation. It happened so suddenly that they didn't feel any warning until they were awakened by Sakiya's shouts. However, now not only Takakawa has not responded, but the puppet bear who has never been far away from Sakiya also seems to disappear. If it was still there, Sakuya wouldn't need to use an axe at all, and it would be a breeze to break open a door.

At this time, Sakiya, who had been brewing something, called the door again: "Agawa, open the door." It was different from before. At this time, her voice was light and fluttering, as if she didn't have much strength.

Then Sakiya repeated the second time with the same voice: "Agawa, open the door."

Not the third time, Sakiya suddenly waved his axe and smashed the door without hesitation.

One click, two clicks, three clicks... the door panel was chopped to pieces, and Sakiya made a big hole. Sakuya took the lead in entering through the doorway, followed by others, but when they entered Gaochuan's room, they saw an empty bed.

Gao Chuan, he is no longer in the room. The night wind roared in from the wide open window. Sprinkling the coolness of the night on every corner and everyone's body, Sakuya's translucent pajamas clinging to the carcass, the manic breath seemed to be gradually extinguished by the coolness. At this time, Gregya looked around the room, in a corner that was never very conspicuous. I saw something familiar, it was--

Kang Dang!

Sakiya released the fire axe, still let it fall to the ground, and walked straight to the corner Gregya was watching, and dragged out the bear puppet from it.

"Why? Here?" Gregya asked in surprise.

However, no one answered. Sakiya didn't have it either, because she didn't understand either. After the nightmare, too many incomprehensible and weird situations occurred. Naturally, the bear puppet could not run into Gaochuan's room without any reason, and stayed in this inconspicuous corner. This kind of anomaly was originally a comment on "some emergency has occurred." However, it doesn't matter if you don't understand. Sakiya is used to the fact that there are too many things in this world that she can't understand, so she chooses to believe in intuition. Intuition can lead herself to the final answer, and intuition can respond to her expectations, which is enough.

"Eight Sceneries, I'll go out." Sakiya, who turned her back to the people, did not look back. Just staring at the open window and talking softly.

"Good voyage." Bajing did not stop it, and answered naturally, his frowning brows loosened, "Although I don't understand what happened, but bring me back the intact Gaochuan."

"Well. I probably have some clues, and I don't think something will happen to him, just in case." Sakiya said. The bear puppet in his hand melted and transformed into a mask in the blink of an eye, "Achuan needs me."

She covered her face with the mask, countless gray ribbon-like tentacles suddenly emerged from the edge of the mask, and quickly wrapped around Sakuya's body, wrapping her tightly from head to toe, leaving only one flowing. Her shoulder-length hair fluttered in the night breeze. The tight-fitting attire clearly outlines the curve of her body, and the deep color makes her seem to melt into the shadow and night at any time.

"I will go and go back." With these words, Sakiya jumped out of the open window. Before falling from a high-level position, the gray silk had already entangled the obstacle on the opposite side. With the help of contraction, Saki The night is like a night owl, gliding in the deep night. The walls, roofs, street lamps, and all the objects standing on high places have become her stepping stones. After a few exaggerated ups and downs, the gray figure completely melted into the night and can no longer be seen.

Watching the eight sceneries, Gregya and Cheka who were leaving Saya, they turned and left. They know that under the current circumstances, they can do far less than what Sakuya can do. "Get a good night's sleep." Hakkei said to the two of them: "Until dawn, leave everything to Sakiya, and she can do her best."

Gregya and Cheka stopped talking, they didn't see the slightest worried expression on Bajing's face. Although I also wondered whether Bajing had suppressed all negative emotions in his heart because of the responsibility of the leader, but at least it was impossible to judge from the outside. Gregya still couldn't rest assured, but Cheka quickly accepted the current situation. As a senior mercenary, she has long been accustomed to emergencies. She will not be overwhelmed with food or sleep because of fear of the situation. How to adjust her body to the best possible state in the shortest time is her Very good at and very used to things.

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When I took the "shortcut", the distorted scenery instantly returned to its normal shape. The deadly and depressed atmosphere did not change at all. However, compared with the original "visual scene", it is now the entire re-enactment. The scene of people’s impression of this area in people’s consciousness can be said to be "full of color, fragrance and flavor". Of course, because there are more factors that can be felt by the senses, the negative feelings that arise from this are more clear and intense-timid. People of may not even dare to step out.

Sounds, tastes, sights, messages from the wind, messages from the walls, messages from the corners, messages from the dim places all outline an impression of people’s common sense Very different city scenery. This location was provided by Jiang, and the "shortcut" was interrupted. Although it is not certain that Luanzhong is here, at least a clue to him can be found here. It's as if the **** prey has moved away, but the smell it leaves is clearest in this area.

I observed the surrounding scenes and judged that I had reached the other end of the city. This location is far from where we started. At least half an hour’s drive away. The bus stop is not far away. Of course, in this boundary line, at this time period, if there is no special story happening, it is impossible for a bus to arrive at the stop. The street lamp made a sizzling sound, as if it would go out at any time. There are little flies-like shadows looming around the beating light, but of course it cannot be a fly. It is just another thing that will evoke people's imagination-more like an illusion. When it was really confirmed what it looked like, it didn't look like anything at all.

"Damn it, why is it so quiet tonight." Someone was talking. This time. It's a real voice, not something weird. The man walked out of the shadow of an alley as I looked around. I was not surprised, this should be the "clue".

The visitors are surprised and disturbed by the environment in the boundary line. After all, this scene is too different from the daily night scene of the city, and the smell that makes people feel unclear is so strong. No matter how careless people are, it is impossible to ignore this anomaly.

"Am I dreaming?" I heard him talking to himself suspiciously. Because Zhenjiang and I are not far away from him, and only the three of us are the only people who can confirm each other in this place, so he naturally saw us, and he only hesitated for a moment, and he came to us. Came over cautiously.

"Hey! Man, what happened?" His voice was rude. And there is no way of politeness, there is a kind of toughness that people must answer.

"You are dreaming." I answered calmly. When he walked into the light-covered place and finally could see the appearance of me and Zhenjiang, the vigilant appearance did not relax, but tightened even more. In this weird and silent atmosphere, as long as the mind is not overwhelmed by fear, you will never trust a stranger who suddenly appears. This man looks. My mind is still very clear, and besides, I don't think how close I am to Mae. An environment where people in an area seem to be dead. Our existence with each other reveals the slightest unpleasant aura everywhere.

The man quickly put his hand into his clothes, probably grabbing a weapon such as a dagger or a pistol, but that kind of thing is not a threat to me and Mae at all. I didn't care about his amazed and deliberate expression, and spent three seconds carefully looking at him. If a person cannot be remembered by the murderer after he dies, is it too sad? I have been used to it since a long time ago, remembering the appearance of everyone I killed, even the inconspicuous miscellaneous soldiers of the Goat Guild. Many of them are "villains who do no evil" according to normal ethics. However, no matter how angry I am, I will not deliberately forget them or ignore them. After all, these guys are just "a kind of spirit of mental patients." "Consciousness manifestation" is nothing more than. In the strict sense, what they do cannot really represent their true will at all.

These characters are like processing the personality, stripping and screening some of the traits, then highlighting this trait and shaping it into a human form, and then inserting it where the script needs it. Since I saw the "Doomsday Fantasy" on the "reality" level, I understood the strong personalities that I encountered in the Doomsday Fantasy, but they seemed to be lacking, just like the guys who are "out of common sense". What's going on-people with no personality are because they are freely shaped by the "non-personal factors" in their personality, while guys with strong personalities condense the "personal characteristics" in the personality, as if they are specifically shaped " "A distinct role" is deliberately shaped like this.

The entire doomsday illusion is like a dramatic script world. Guys who are between "no personality" and "strong personality" are non-existent in this doomsday illusion, but seem to be ordinary guys. , Suddenly went crazy and became "sharp personality and full of impact". Such a shocking situation must exist. Moreover, which "non-personal" roles suddenly transformed into "strongly individualized" roles, in the entire doomsday The mechanism of illusion operation also occupies an extremely important part. Therefore, its judgment, selection, and operation process are also beyond imagination, and it looks like "destiny".

In simple terms, however, the guy who has a direct relationship with "Gao Chuan" will be activated even if it is a "wandering without personality." More vivid and active than other unobservable guys. In this way. As far as I can observe, everything is "live". Although it may be a bit exaggerated, it is "real" enough-I now speculate about the true appearance of the doomsday fantasy world.

I can’t overlook the entire doomsday illusion from a god’s perspective, so I can’t help but think about it. Outside of the scope of one's observation, is everything like the environment of this realm line, and there is no "live life activity" in fact?

In this way, the character "activated" because of my appearance, no matter how inconspicuous he plays. It is also worth remembering. Because if I don’t remember them, who in this world will remember them? It's hard to be activated once, and then abandoned after completing the task. It will not leave a memory in anyone's heart. This is really sad.

Whether they are in the role of villains. I still appear in the role of good people. Whether it fits my aesthetics, I can't save them, so all I can do is to remember their most vivid posture. For me, this is not a solace. In this sad and desperate world, I must be able to learn from the memories of them. Get the motivation to move on.

I stared deeply at the man, the popular bad face, wearing a leather jacket and jeans, and a ruffled anger from all over my body, which made me feel like a lower-level character in a novel. But, it’s okay, I will remember your look. Living in my memory, this is the proof that you were alive.

"What are your eyes!" The man glared at me angrily: "What the **** is going on here? What the **** are you?" He babbled and cursed, but these questions reminded him instead. The current situation is so weird that it made him feel more fearful, stepping back step by step, wanting to be as far away from me and Zhenjiang as possible. He is bluffing. As long as I do anything inappropriate, he will counterattack and escape as soon as possible. Even if these situations have not happened yet, they have been deeply leaked from the details of his pretending look and posture. Out.

If it were an ordinary person, of course, he would not have such a clean decision. However, since he appeared here and now, this man is naturally an "inside person" who can have a relationship with Luan and the Goat Guild.

"You can't escape." I said to him calmly.

"I don't think so." The man was startled, no longer straight back, but let the laneway he came out of, biased towards a brighter and more open area, his speaking speed was deliberately slowed down to hide his voice Trembling, his eyes flickered delicately, alert to every place where "accidents" might appear. I don’t know what he saw. Although he lives in the same scene, what he sees and feels in the distorted, obscure details may not be the same as what I see and feel. .

"Where is this place?" The man chattered like to vent his anxiety and fear, "You got me? Who are you? I'm just a small character. , It’s not worth the effort at all."

The weird atmosphere all over this space drenched his mind like ink. As his fear and anxiety became more and more superficial, I could already clearly feel that many things that did not exist were born. Surrounded the three of us with a subtle rhythm. Sure enough, even if it is not caused by yourself, will it affect yourself because of the existence of other people? I thought calmly.

In the darkness, I heard the sound of moving, chewing, roaring, and even weird sounds that couldn't be distinguished from the body.

"This is a nightmare, but you can't wake up by yourself." I said to the man, "Do you feel it? That kind of extremely real fear. If you continue, they will become real living creatures. Tear you to pieces, eat it in one bite, and then excrete it into feces-as long as you answer my question, I can let you go back before then."

The man's eyes are more flickering~IndoMTL.com~ but he still said in a strong tone: "I don't know anything."

"No, since you are here and not someone else, it means you know what." I still calmly said to him: "You are also a member of the Goat Guild, no matter how strange the situation is, you are too Acceptable, right? So, you should know that now, you are really bad."

"Yes..." The man finally couldn't hold back the pressure. He stared at a shadow and followed his gaze. I saw the sharp mouth of a dog poking out of the darkness. There were several long and strange howls in the air, and it seemed that some black shadows galloping on all fours could be seen from the top of the building.

"What's the problem?" The man withdrew his gaze around him and said to me with difficulty.

"..." Before asking the question, I already felt that it was no longer calm and talking. I shook my arms and popped out the blades of the arms. The sound of metal rubbing made me feel safe enough. , But the man on the other side was frightened and immediately took out his pistol and pointed at me: "Don't move! Otherwise I will shoot!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (m) to vote for recommendations Tickets, monthly tickets, your support is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to m to read.)