Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 932: Remaining sound

This terrible and mysterious impact can't even retreat the dead soldiers with hard shells. The army of thousands of people in the Doomsday Truth Teachings vanishes in an instant. I believe that such a process is difficult for anyone to imagine. , Because, in the two doomsday illusions I have experienced, there has not been a mysterious battle of this scale. Those who survive in the end are all strong men who adapt to this kind of battlefield. They are the most viable seeds after the big waves wash the sand. As hostile parties, I don't think that either side will feel that the other can survive. This battle brings us not only death, but also the experience of facing the same environment. It is also a preview of the future war. I believe everyone has this kind of awareness in their hearts. There is no possibility of any improvement in the position between the Doomsday Truth and ours, and our will and beliefs are mutually hostile. The people here start this cruel struggle when they know why they are fighting. Everyone also firmly believes that their own direction is correct and their own fighting is necessary. At least, they are willing to pay their lives for it. .

Therefore, killing the enemy is the only option. Even if it is to let go of any enemy, it may bring fatal danger to himself and his companions in the future. I don't want to decide a person's life or death based on the possibility of the future. However, I must decide the life and death of the enemy for my own plans and my own dreams. I think this is very sad. This kind of sadness lies in the fact that I cannot find a way to accomplish my plans and dreams without sacrificing anyone. I hate my ignorance, but it is impossible for me to stop because of my ignorance.

I sniffed the gunpowder and **** air in the square, feeling the irretrievable killing intent, and no one tried to redeem it. This life and death battle is not the beginning or the end. It just flows down the rolling river of history and walks into our lives as a matter of course.

The doomsday illusion may be illusory, and every conceptual change here may be just a reflection of a certain change on the "reality" level. But, survive here. Fighting here, thinking and making decisions here, giving all emotions here, for others, for ourselves, for ideals and beliefs—it does not matter whether such ideals and beliefs are right or wrong—this kind of soul will is all real.

I don't know where the people who died in this world will return to. I originally thought that the death of all people is a kind of end, but when I stepped into this doomsday illusion and encountered people who were familiar and strange in the past, I saw that it seemed to be inextricably linked to the past. I have understood the environment and history of the country. This is the real "hell".

Everyone, if there is no complete death. The tragedy of the last days will be repeated constantly. They have nothing unknowable and can make people have a beautiful future. me too. From this perspective, the existence of Doomsday Truth is not without its "justice". Perhaps the superficial motivation for their actions is not this kind of justice. However, the self-destruction of the meaning of life and the madness of pursuing death are undeniable that triggered this behavior. It is a way for people to completely escape from "hell" and end "tragedy" in this environment.

I regurgitated the prayers of the Doomsday Truth sect, and I feel more and more that the doomsday they pursue, the reincarnation they believe in, is not an angry disapproval, but a kind of final peace and a new life. Hope. Perhaps, just like the grass and trees withered and flourished, they believe that they must deny everything that exists in order to usher in a blank future that can accommodate people's longing.

I don't know whether this kind of thinking is in line with reality, whether the death they made is the death of the doomsday syndrome patient they represent, and whether this complete death really liberates them. I learned from Jonny’s memory that the “old friends” of the Doomsday Truth cult who died in the last doomsday illusion have also appeared in this doomsday illusion. This proves that even the destruction of a doomsday illusion is not Did not let them get free. They are still in this tragic cycle, repeating the trajectory of the last life. Perhaps, this will continue until they really complete the "doomsday" that they have promoted, instead of relying on external forces. The "doom" has been planned.

However, they don't understand what this external power is. They confuse the two "doomsdays" with similar concepts but different meanings and cannot distinguish them.

Even so, this kind of self-destruction that goes against the beauty of life still makes people feel angry and sad. Even if I observe it from the "realistic" level, I don't agree with it.

I thought for a long time before I found this logic for the "facts" I learned. I am not sure that this logic is correct, but I can only think along this logic, because no one has told me, and no one is in front of me to prove my right and wrong.

Actually, I wish someone could point me to the right path or prove my mistake.

But, no.

No one can provide a convincing answer to guide me on the right path.

I can only think by myself, move forward by myself, then overthrow my thinking, think again, move forward again. I can only fumble in the dark, suffocating myself with every step.

Perhaps, something has been watching me, but it is so indulgent to me, and I cannot blame it, because I cannot think from its perspective and from its standpoint. I love it, but at the same time, I can't deny that the deep gap between us comes not only from our thoughts, but also from the essence of life.

Too many emotions, too many contradictions, entanglements in my mind. I never felt that I was normal, and there was too much evidence that I was crazy. My existence has only verified one sentence: Who said that a madman has no thoughts?

My views on myself and the outside world are full of contradictions. My desires, actions, and thoughts are also full of contradictions, at least, in my own opinion, they are correct.

The only thing that makes me feel that I am still an ordinary person is that-I don't use death to measure the value of life, nor do I think that death is the best way to end-of course. Perhaps death is a universal and modest way of ending. And the active pursuit of death is not to be responsible for the lives of oneself and others, even if this behavior is driven by a beautiful vision for the future.

In my mind, there are flying thoughts. It makes me seem to have crossed time and space, overlooking every survivor on this square. I heard the prayers of the lucky ones of the Doomsday Truth chant: "Flesh and flesh are like grass and trees, and glory is like an epiphany. The grass will wither and the flower will wither, but death is not the end, just like the truth forever!"

Yes, death is not the end.

It may be the end of a past, the beginning of a future. However, this is not necessarily a good thing, and it is not necessarily the beginning of what I am looking forward to. What they desire in the end, I think I already understand, but I don't think they really understand the true nature of this prayer. The things that drive their behavior and thinking. Hidden in the terrible shady, they think they see through everything. Understand the truth, but it's just walking in the chaos and being mocked by "God".

Among the prayers of the lucky ones of the Doomsday Truth cult, I seem to hear another song:

"Ah, this is the end of loneliness

A joyous evening!

An angel with hidden wings and a veil

Sitting in the theater

Watch with tears

A performance intertwined with hope and fear.

The band is playing heavenly music

The sound is tight but slow.

The High Gods

Mumbling in a whisper

Flapping invisible wings like a condor

Hovering around.

A group of ordinary people like puppets

Chasing the phantom of the gods like a horse lantern.

What a mess!

They chase me after you.

But always return to the original starting point

Go around the same circle.

The plot is showing

The tremor of the madness, sin and fear of the human soul.

Suddenly

A blood red flying insect

Appear on the side of the stage,

Twisting the ugly body

Climb into the route where people go in circles,

Swallow one by one flexibly

A delicious meal filled with fruit belly.

Look at its blood-stained fangs

The angel's tears are like springs of tears.

Lights, the lights flicker down and down

One by one goes out

Give way to darkness.

A gust of wind blows through

The curtain like a coffin shrouded suddenly.

The angel's face is miserable

Stand up and lift the veil. Thousands of sighs:

This is a "human" tragedy,

The Conqueror Flyer,

Is the lead actor in the play. "

I feel in a trance, hearing hallucinations accompanied by the sound of the wind, smearing the cruel killings into comical oil paintings. Ah, what a bitter irony this is. But no one can stop. When my gaze turned away, I saw another me who was on the other side, the same trance-young Gao Chuan, you also heard the voice I heard, felt it, and the picture I felt. . Even if we are divided into two, we are still one after all. I believe you decided to end it all, because that's how I decided.

Even though there are serious differences in the plan we chose, I still believe that the final destination must be the same.

So, there is no need to say more, doing what you do is the best answer.

The gray fog condensed by a large number of deaths surged in the square. In the singing of prayers in unison, the determination to kill revealed its hideous fangs. In the illusion of death, Father Xi Sen compressed the air, and for an instant, the storm surged, and the explosion was like an avalanche. In the joint hands of the other lucky people, the lucky ones were swept all the way to the doomsday truth sect. This time the attack was divided into different levels, and it seemed that after losing the number, the mystery began to become distinct. I can even confirm at the first glance which people have released the mystery of which phenomenon—not everyone has long-range attack capabilities, and the nine people who are good at close combat hid after the first wave of attacks. Run forward.

Young Gaochuan and the File Squad were among them—two of the File Squad’s less powerful members, female mercenaries code-named wrestlers and cleaners, survived under extra protection—the other four were From the Black Nest team of Father Xi Sen, and other members of the mysterious organization.

The number of survivors of Doom Shinrikyo is ten, including four second-level Mageweave messengers, two third-level Mageweave messengers, and four elite wizards. The dead soldier lying on the ground, as if scrapped, has restarted the attack mode. However, under the impetus of Father Xi Sen and other long-range attackers, they were mopped up like rubbish, opening up a channel for attacking melee personnel. Naturally, these dead soldiers will not be destroyed, but they are unable to move. All the attacks were lost, and Father Xi Sen could only struggle in vain in the air pressure superpower that interfered with the audience.

Father Xi Sen's super skills are still so superb. I have to admire that he does not look much different from the last doomsday fantasy.

Since the surging long-range attack is not the pursuit of lethality against the enemy, it is only natural that it cannot cause harm to the ten lucky ones of the Doomsday Shinrikyo. When the impact reached ten meters away from them, it was immediately dissipated by invisible force. Refer to the intense external phenomenon. The peaceful area surrounding the ten people of the Doomsday Truth Religion is like a transparent cover holding them upside down.

Sparks, flickering on the surface of the "transparent cover". Afterwards, the file leaped up, swinging a knife-like critical weapon, just like cutting butter, it easily cut a deep gap. In the ensuing attack of the other eight people, it shattered like glass. I seem to hear the crisp sound.

Judging from the unhesitating movements of these melee personnel. They took this result for granted from the beginning—presumably, because they had already dealt with these destined enemies. Too much understanding.

Different from the last doomsday illusion, my temporary companions have been dealing with the wizards of the Doomsday Sect for many years. Between each other, even the weird and mysterious, they have been summed up to certain dogma and stereotypes, using the witchcraft effect of the gray fog. For each other, they are all too familiar.

There are many kinds of witchcraft, but they often appear in actual combat and have universal significance. There are not too many witchcraft that can ensure that the wizards survive the strong mysterious impact before.

After the defense system was broken, it took only one face-to-face, and the battlefield division of melee combat was completed. After the dead soldiers were wiped out, the 18-man vs. ten-man battle clearly showed that our side had an absolute advantage. Even though not all of the nine men in close combat are as powerful as a file, it is fine to suppress half of the enemies. The other half of the enemy was restrained by Father Xi Sen and others who stayed far away.

Even when the number of people is dominant, it is still the most habitual choice to divide the enemy and destroy them individually.

Among the nine people on Father Sisson's side, none of the consciousness walkers who entered the world of Father Edward's consciousness with me have survived. The mysterious impact that destroyed the Doomsday Truth Sect army seemed to have a strong lethal power on the level of consciousness.

I didn't join the battle right away. Under the action of my will, the ky1999 reproduction system began to collapse. The number and quality of opponents have changed, and it is not a good idea to continue to use the breeding mode. The Rubik's Cube system was reorganized into a multi-barrel firepower mode, which was carried on my shoulders and moved to a chain determination range of 50 meters. It's not that people without the enemy's long-range ability attacked me. It's just that these attacks were all supported by other people, and they disappeared before they arrived. In terms of coordinated combat, Father Xi Sen is the best controller I have ever seen.

Within the chain judgment range of 50 meters, and even extend to the farther fuzzy judgment distance——

"My bullet has no dead ends."

I said to myself, what I have been saying in the past, I pulled the trigger of the "Gaochuan Annihilation Cannon".

There is no need to worry about what kind of abilities the enemy has. With saturated firepower, it will always be able to play its due role. The mystery of the s mechanism is very low compared to the mystery possessed by the ten Doomsday Truths. However, when they are restrained in many ways, not everyone can protect themselves with their own mystery. . Special bullets, artillery shells and self-guided missiles that seem to be endless bloom from the launch port like fireworks, thrown in the sky, spin on the horizontal line, bounce on the ground, and pass by the melee, intertwined with intricacies. Line of fire. This kind of trajectory is enough for the target to be struck to have to take into account their all directions ~IndoMTL.com~ and even the obscured perspective from time to time.

I know that this battle was over when these doomsday Shinrikyo survivors were forced to fight close to the young Gao Chuan and others. Even if there are two third-level magic pattern envoys among them, the theoretical combat power is similar to mine, but the actual disadvantage is often not something that can be recovered by personal martial arts-unless this kind of individual is powerful and possesses Ignore the quality of quantity.

Unfortunately, the survivors of the Doomsday Shinrikyo Church do not have the ability to ignore the number and cross the surface level. Their defense power exceeds the others. This is the reason why they survived before. However, at this time, the two sides The gap in overall combat effectiveness is obvious. The elements of survival on the battlefield have changed, and now the comparison is who is more lethal.

The ten people of the Doomsday Shinrikyo Sect may be able to persist under siege for long enough with their own defensive capabilities, but they have no chance of escape without the involvement of external combat power. And here, everyone except me intends to lock in the results as quickly as possible before possible changes occur. In less than ten seconds, my bullet had penetrated the thigh of an elite wizard, and it was dull for a moment, making him the first person to die.

The close combatants who were constantly adjusting their positions, three of them hit him at the same time, blasting him to pieces. (To be continued...)