Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

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The defeat of the Hellhound showed that the gray robe standing in front of our eyes was a stronger guy than the demon. I do n’t know how this person defeated the demon, or even whether it was a human or something under the gray robe. . (Full-text eBooks are free to download) I doubted whether the other party was a legendary character with extraordinary powers. Before the demon was called out, we could not confirm the existence of such a character, and now they are like the demon. For the whisperer, it is a breakthrough. But anyway, the sudden appearance of this guy does not make me feel at ease, and even wary of the power he shows.

We summoned the **** dog and drove the demon into human society. If the coming people have justice and abide by the ideals and principles of demagnetization, we will be embarrassed by us. This has been considered in the original plan. What's more terrible is that if the coming person has evil intentions, we must face an enemy that is more terrible than the devil-a dark force that walks freely in human society, is more common than the demon, and is more powerful than the demon.

I greet everyone to step back and be ready to fight. Compared with our vigilance, the gray robe is just standing there, the body is motionless, like a stone, the white corner is occasionally exposed under the shadow of the hood, judging from the color and texture is not a human face, in candlelight It exudes the smell of inorganic matter, like some kind of cuticle. I think it is a mask. In addition to covering his whole body with a gray robe, this person also puts on a mask, which makes people feel a haze, and feels that the other person is not like a good person to deal with. Although he did not show any hostility, peace of mind and trust could not be discussed.

The **** dog struggled a few times and wanted to stand up, but when it fell to the ground again, the feeling of physical collapse was more obvious, and more and more gray mist wrapped it, gradually, this A demon has lost its dog form. This does not mean the death of the demon, on the contrary, it seems to return to its original undisturbed state, and turns into a tornado in the eyes of everyone, flying towards the broken window.

I tried to fire a shot at the fog, and as expected, the bullet passed through the fog and hit the wall unhindered. However, I do n’t think it can escape from the warehouse safely in this way. Unlike our laymen, the gray robe in that direction is obviously more effective. When it comes to dealing with demons, the other party is the real expert. He stood there indifferently, maybe he had the same feeling of playing cats and mice when **** dogs dealt with us.

Sure enough, when the gray mist approached him from the air, the gray robe raised his sleeves, revealing a pale hand, the palm was about the size of an ordinary person, but the fingers were very slender, longer than the ordinary person, and the exposed part was not Bloody, the ossicles seemed to have only one skin left. This unusual and spooky hand made people feel hairy, but when he tapped his index finger towards the air in front, a fog similar to the demon sprayed from his fingertips, which was less than the fog that the demon turned into Many, but equally flexible, like a rope into life.

The gray rope was thrown up, which just caught the gray mist tornado, no matter how the tornado swings, it can't get rid of it when it expands or shrinks. The tornado failed to go any further into the window, and the tumbling mist made it clear that it was struggling. The rope shrank at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, the fog was strangled and generally fell to the ground, and the frost on the edge began to scatter. The gray robe's wrists rolled over as if he should respond to his movements. The gray rope ignited the flame, and in a blink of an eye became a fire rope, and then a violent explosion occurred.

The gray mist of the demon incarnation was exploded into two groups, and one group rushed towards the gray robe, and on the way, it became a **** dog with only the first half left. The crazy momentum is full of the taste of returning to the light. And another group rushed towards us, and did not become another hellhound, but when we tried to attack it, it suddenly dispersed into a dozen smaller mists over everyone's side, and in everyone's Dazzled into the facial features of the classmates. Just when we want to do something, it has completely disappeared into the body of the classmates. Full text no ads

We looked at each other and didn't even know what to do, but the mysterious word "Demon Possession" has quietly surfaced in every whisperer's heart. The three girls reacted and hurried forward to check the body of the classmate. Shirai wanted to stop Morino. She was afraid that she would be attacked by the classmate who was possessed by the demon. The upper body lifted up.

"How is it?" I asked, but I didn't look back, and continued to guard in the direction of the gray robe. There was an equally amazing scene ahead, with only the upper body of the **** dog with open teeth, and he was about to bite the gray robe in half. At this time, I heard a subtle, mouthful, and meaningless voice coming from the man's hood.

It seems to be a spell, I thought. The attacking style and dress of this weirdo in front of him gradually coincided with the legendary wizard. Is he really a wizard? Is there a wizard in this world?

What seems to happen in front of us seems to not allow such a problem to be denied.

The fog that appeared to be the shaman's gray robe turned into a shield in front of him. The **** dog was out of reach, and perhaps he had no idea of ​​retreating, so he hit the shield so hard. The shield twisted and almost turned back into fog, but the Hellhound was not much better. From the teeth, the half of the body showed signs of collapse again. The gray robe's index finger shook slightly, and the unrepaired shield suddenly popped a sharp spear, puncturing the **** dog.

The Hellhound is in the air, as if it was held up by a spear that penetrates the body. Its body disintegrates faster. This time, after it was turned into fog again, there was no movement of the fog. The gray robe spread his palms, and the gray mist immediately poured into his palms, condensing into a gray stone.

That's how the terrible demons were killed. The gray robe holds gray stone in the palm of his hand, the strange hand enough to keep the child's nightmares back in his sleeves. My heart is up and down, I don't know how to deal with this guy. I didn't feel malicious from him, but the other party did not release goodwill to this side. Therefore, when he came over here in a erratic posture, I raised the muzzle in protest.

"Don't move, otherwise I'll shoot!" I shouted.

Bai Jing and the three girls behind were busy making a piece. During the time when the gray robe was cleaning up the demon, they inspected the body of the classmate and found no bad abnormal state. Instead, they saw the burn on the classmate. Healed quickly, and the body temperature dropped significantly, gradually approaching the level of normal people. Sakuya told me that although she hadn't woken up yet, she looked less painful than before. Regardless of how the classmates wake up when they wake up, at least now Shirai and I have become the two most seriously injured.

I repeatedly threatened the gray robe, and everyone else should have noticed. However, the gray robe did not heed this threat, and still approached us without haste. I don't know what he is thinking, but since the other party has not stated his thoughts, I can't regard it as an expression of goodwill.

So I shot.

My body is in a scorching limit state, pains and surges are coming, after the death of the **** dog, the energy that was previously born with pain and fighting spirit is inevitably lost. I feel that my legs are starting to soften, and my vision is changing back and forth. If I lose consciousness at this time, can I wake up again? I hold such a question, and feel more that I cannot fall down at this time, otherwise others will become fish meat on the cutting board, and let this unknown gray robe "wizard" be slaughtered.

"Not allowed to come!" I pulled the trigger again.

In the gunshots, the bullets hit the grey robe wizard as before, so as to express my attitude: I just threatened him, not against him. However, the gray robe wizard seemed to be completely unaware of this kindness, responding indifferently from beginning to end-he stretched out that terrible hand, his index finger was emptied in the air, and a cloud of gray mist It came out of the fingertips.

I think this gray fog spell with both change and power is terrible, because in the previous battle between the opponent and the demon, I simply couldn't find a way to contain and resist this power. This fog can be a shield, a bomb, a rope, or a spear, as if the wizard wants it to become, it can become anything. And what about us? Everything is left. The shotgun I use has only the last ten bullets left; how can dealing with demonic items such as "Holy Water" cause the gray robe wizard? It is even more impossible to imagine using an iron rod to fight a battle-hardened, intelligent wizard who has mastered the mysterious gray fog.

I even doubted how many of the people here could survive once he threw the ball of gray into a violently exploding fireball.

Speaking of disadvantages, I saw a lot, and speaking of advantages, I could hardly find it. However, even if it is in an absolute disadvantage, even if it is desperate, I want everyone behind me to get out of trouble.

"Hurry up!" I shouted to everyone behind me, and then took a step forward.

The gray robe wizard's finger moved a moment, and gray fog turned into a spear in a short time, and the speed was very fast, but it did not escape the capture of my sight. I did n’t block it from the front because it looked so strong, so I opened my body sideways and smashed the iron bar **** the gun when the lance was over.

The feeling of hitting the real thing in the palm of the hand, followed by the force from the spear that took the iron rod away, and I couldn't help shaking my body. This blow is really powerful. If you resist it head-on, I am afraid it will be penetrated. At the moment of the confrontation, such thoughts flashed in my mind, in addition to a feeling of tightness in my heart, I couldn't help but give up the gray robe wizard and put all my attention on the off-track spear on.

The spear pierced on the ground suddenly softened and turned into a gray rope, and I pulled towards me. I quickly leaned over and let the rope loop in the air like a self-consciousness, and almost tied me up. These changes were fast and difficult to understand. I was in a hurry and played a few rolls on the ground, finally insisting that the fog disappeared.

At the moment when the fog disappeared, I saw that the gray robe was still standing, and my heart was finally relieved. It turns out that this wonderful spell is not without weakness. It will consume even if it does not hit the enemy. To control the changes of the gray fog, the wizard must not be so easy. According to legend, to cast spells, wizards must achieve a high concentration of mental strength and attention, and even do some precise guiding actions, so the body is not convenient to move when casting spells. In response to this weakness, in countless wizard hunting operations, people have used one person to attract the attention of the wizard and another person to ambush and successfully buried the wizard in the dark.

Judging from the previous confrontation, the gray robe who may be the "wizard" in front of him also has the same weakness. Before seeing this gray-robed man, I had never been in contact with a creature like "The Wizard", so I can't say that my judgment must be correct. However, this not necessarily correct judgment has renewed my hope of victory.

In the corner of my eye, I saw Sakuya and the others ran into the corner. Although they couldn't give any obvious instructions, they would definitely find a way to leave the warehouse quietly while the "Wizard" attracted my attention. Past experience will definitely allow you to get through this difficulty. As long as I can persevere and place everyone in a safe place, Sakuya will become a "lurker" and give this "wizard" a fatal blow. Misaki is my partner, and she must be able to understand what I think.

In order to allow them to move smoothly, I moved to the magic circle and turned all the candles out and out. The warehouse fell into darkness. Although there was still night light, the sudden change of light and darkness was enough to blind people for a while. I also inevitably fall into a situation where I can't see things, and I can't guarantee that the gray robe wizard will be like us, but if you don't do this, the other party will undoubtedly see any small movements. I lifted my foot, slowed my breath, and walked away from the magic circle lightly. In the case where there is no way to see the other party, I don't want to become the enemy's target.

Yes, the enemy. This unknown "wizard" came here not only to kill the devil, but to teach us to finish it in one meal. He is not a good person, and his attack has made it clear that it will kill me. There is no shortage of kind and wise wizards in the legend, but more stories show the cruelty and evil of the wizard. Therefore, for the bad guy who appeared in front of us, I was prepared. It must be the same with the eight scenes.

When she knew that Morino's Demon Summon would succeed, she would be able to imagine that the Whisperer would really involve a world that was ridiculous and full of danger. I was also aware of it and made all the preparations I could do for this moment. This battle with the "witches" was unexpected, but its own occurrence was unexpected.

The night light gradually fills up the warehouse, and as time goes by, the situation in the warehouse appears in a blurry posture in the field of vision. During this not long period of time, I have not heard the actions from the wizards and Sakuya and others, proving that even if the two parties acted, there was no encounter or battle. Deathly silence lurks in endless danger. Everyone is an assassin walking in the dark. I crawl on the ground, hiding behind two wooden boxes scattered side by side, and observe the gray robe wizard still standing in the same place from the gap.

"Witcher" 's standing posture is not changed like a sculpture. The figure of Miyake and his party is already near the gate, but he doesn't seem to be aware of it, and he doesn't mean to turn around to observe the surroundings. He seemed to be asleep and listening, seemingly without any threat, but his palm was still exposed outside his sleeve, keeping his index finger light. I couldn't help guessing that in the darkness of the talent, he cast another gray fog spell again, but he didn't hear the sound of his mantra.

What spells did he cast? What is the use? Unable to judge. Even if the thing turned from gray fog is similar in shape to ordinary objects, the texture is obviously different. My gaze wandered around, but I didn't find gray fog and any strange gray entities. I was very worried that this spell was going to Sakuya and the others, paying special attention to their surroundings, until I watched the group drill out of the hole in the damaged gate before exhaling lightly.

At this moment, there was a murmur in the dead warehouse. That kind of sound is like a snake crawling in the quagmire. It is suffocating just to hear it. The first time I understood it, the "wizard" was chanting. Just when I guessed what spell he was casting, something suddenly wrapped around my ankle.

I haven't had time to react yet ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The huge force has dragged me towards the rear. I turned my body desperately, trying to see what grabbed me, and I saw a gray rope wrapped around my ankle. No one pulled, but I moved backwards. I grabbed the edge of a wooden box halfway, and even the wooden box made a dull sound, and was pulled back.

Probably let the gray rope emit such a powerful force, the wizard itself is not small? The gray rope finally stopped. When I tried to untie it, a violent burning sensation came from the ankle. Just as when the Hellhound was bound, the gray rope turned into flames, and then exploded.

I can't describe how it felt to be blown up by a bomb. I saw my right foot fly out like black charcoal, and then I was knocked down by severe pain and shock waves. In an instant, I felt like I was going to finish. No one can withstand such a strong explosion at such a short distance but only suffered a slight injury. This explosion destroyed the iron gate of the warehouse and a demon before. It is a very strange feeling to realize that death is coming to yourself, as if something flashed in my mind, as if there was a blank in my head.

After that, darkness fell.

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