Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

The scenery in the boundary line was stirred by extraordinary powers, and only a small path could not smooth the waves. This "shortcut" meandered and could not see the end. Fujiang and I walked along this path, although there was a road ahead, However, when I took the next step, the twisted landscape quickly returned to normal. Dead and full of malicious breath, once again surrounds us, I know that I have reached the node again, I hope this is the ultimate destination. I, unable to observe the normal world, can't do anything except wait until those people's consciousness is pulled into the borderline by the power of "Jiang".

but--

"Fu Jiang, can you feel the situation outside?" I asked.

"Occasionally, I can see it. Another place where you left is a lot of fun." Fu Jiang's eyes fell in the distance, as if he was watching a show that only she could see.

"Can't we see where we are? The normal world in the corresponding range."

"Maybe it may not work, but now I haven't seen it." Fu Jiang's answer was very casual. She didn't care about this kind of thing. "Anyway, important and critical things will appear in this boundary, as long as Solve here, and solve the problems in the outside world. Do n’t you think it ’s convenient? Achuan, here is like a sieve, we will also make it easier for us to sift out the excess debris. Although Xiaoluo is easy to deal with , But it ’s too boring to see the boss after cleaning them up every time. It ’s annoying for an orthodox adventure RPG game. ”

"I think you're very happy when you play a small game. There are also mowings in the adventure game. You can get pleasure by killing a lot of soldiers."

"Don't mention, that kind of game is the same as the orthodox RPG. It's okay to play casually. If you're serious, you can count it." Fu Jiang shrugged with a disdainful expression. , It ’s simply a crooked way. Listen, Achuan, the most fascinating part of the adventure game is still-handsome characters and skills, stories full of mysteries and sensations, the process of getting powerful pleasure through upgrades, and then defeating the arrogant big devil After paying enough time and energy, you can get a sense of sufficiency. "

"... Originally, Fu Jiang likes this type of game." I sighed. In my mind, there were a lot of ideas passing by, but in the end they were all put down, because the creator and controller of this game, and Not yourself. I said in a pun: "I used to like orthodox RPG games, but now I feel that I can still bully the weak easily and get through the customs in 24 hours. It is better to greet the great ending."

Fu Jiang didn't seem to hear what I said, and patted my shoulder calmly. He said to me seriously, "Achuan, you traitor."

"It doesn't matter, anyway, as long as you like the game, I will play with you to the end." I said.

"Well. That's okay, though. Sure enough, both people like the same game type in order to be more engaged." Fu Jiang replied inexplicably.

We chatted a little while, whether or not I added some hints with gag attitude, to the lover beside me, what I said was just a simple topic. Although I have been prepared for a long time, this world seems to revolve around myself, but this is not really the case, but after being proved this countless times, there are still some regrets. Of course, I will not fall into this emotion, I can only say that this kind of self-seeking sensibility does exist, and at the same time, it is also a proof that I am still alive.

Perhaps, I just want to make sure that I am really "alive". After all, when I am full of opportunistic joy in my current existence, I still have doubts and worries. What happened to Gaochuan, as Gaochuan himself, deeply felt that this was an anomaly, and anomalies usually do not mean good things.

"Don't be afraid, Achuan." Fu Jiang didn't know when to fall behind me and hugged me from behind. "Everything will be fine."

"..." I was silent for less than half a second. The temperature from Fujiang's body was full of emotions, which made me abandon those concerns and immerse myself in this warm embrace. It ’s ready, no matter what it is ... "

In the landscape of empty borders, in the dead streets, human-shaped phantoms gradually appeared. They ignored us, as if I and Fujiang had a foothold, and they were isolated in this independent space outside the scenery. They can't see us or touch us, but just hurriedly walk in their own direction, forming a stream of prosperous and indifferent urban scenery. Fu Jiang and I raised our heads and looked at the sudden changes in the surroundings. The breathing was completely different from before. No matter what angle we looked at these human figures, we could not see their true appearance, their existence, like silhouettes , Like a mirage, they are constantly changing their details in the endless stream, many times, they have disappeared from our vision, or have become another person-many humanoid Although I ca n’t see the specific outline, the gender characteristics are very obvious. A man walked in front of me and Fu Jiang, and after a few steps, he became a woman. After a few steps, it disappeared as if never appeared. But the gap left by the crowd was filled again in the blink of an eye.

We stared calmly at this crowd of mirages, witnessing them from scattered to crowded, from slow to accelerated, and finally seemed to be a fast-moving movie, as if everyone was dragging the afterimage.

What is the reason for such a change in the boundary? I do n’t know that the ideological world is always changeable and weird, especially when the producers, controllers, and participants themselves are unusual. Perhaps, these crowds appeared because my conscious mood fluctuated. Maybe, it was because "Jiang" added some elements very casually. Or maybe it was because a new target was captured-although, the last one was Man pulling the border of entry. A large number of monsters have been created, but they are not representative. Everyone who is pulled into the border of entry will only create monsters.

I was looking for the existence of any details in this vague crowd, but when I looked back, I found that the man stood just ten meters away from us. I am sure that before this one, he really did not exist. There. Although time has passed, many things have changed. However, even if the man's appearance and body become mature, something rooted in his heart exudes an unforgettable taste.

"Luan heavy?" Although using a questioning tone, I'm already certain that the young man in front of him is what the old opponent in the past grew up with.

His dress. It makes people subconsciously think that this person is a simple priest. In fact, in my past memories, he was still a high school student, and indeed he was a veritable priest. My heart is full of enthusiasm and perseverance for my beliefs, but the object of service is just a cult looking forward to the end of the world. In this twisted world line, when we reunite with him when we grow up, that unchanging temperament. The deep, dark and indifferent eyes made my memory alive in a flash.

This is a terrible guy. Its own power may not be quite powerful, but his will and actions have caused a large number of Mageweave messengers to die. Perhaps, in this ideological world, that kind of strong and strong spiritual will will allow him to gain more power and cause more mutations than in the normal world.

"Yes, I'm heavy." The young priest stared at me with that dark and indifferent gaze. It wasn't a careful observation, it was just a focus on the whole person. In an instant, the crowd around the scene like fast-forwarding the camera suddenly entered the slow-motion. Every move, even the appearance, transformation and disappearance, seemed to have exhausted their entire life time. In this slow scene, only the outlined human figures can be seen, one by one clear, at this time, they are uniformly wrapped in a simple black robe full of mystery and metaphor, and the head and face are hidden in the hood. under.

Although they still can't clearly see their faces, even their body contours and gender characteristics are also covered by that black robe, but it is like walking from a mirage to reality and turning it into a more substantive existence.

It does n’t feel very good. These guys do n’t exude hostility, but they have something similar to the weight of Luan. From my point of view, it is a kind of evil nature, which makes them naturally in a hostile position and makes people feel clearly There is no room for negotiation with these guys.

In a blink of an eye, the dead city landscape becomes strange and chaotic, and in a blink of an eye, it becomes a strange nest, which is dazzling and makes me feel the mysterious power. The black robe is like a devout believer, making what it holds, making people feel that it is an invisible textbook, can't see their faces, but subconsciously feel that while they are moving, they are still chanting, listening The invisible sound actually hovered on the streets and floors.

The black robe, like the previous crowd, appeared in an orderly manner, went back and forth and disappeared, not to mention these on the street, even by the windows on the floor and in the corridor, they could see their figures passing by ghostly. Even, give me a way, when they don't pay attention to them, they will stop and focus on me.

The sense of targeting, the feeling of being onlookers, the unusual dress and manners create a creepy atmosphere.

Should it be said to be powerful or super powerful? I couldn't help thinking that although I wouldn't really be afraid, it would allow such a large-scale personalized variation in the landscape of the borderline, rather than just the appearance of monsters. So far, only Luan weighs only one person. The surrounding scenes simply use metaphors to describe Luan Zhong in detail-his psychology, his spiritual consciousness, the reason why he is different from others, and, as such, , What kind of power it has.

If the men of the Goat Guild that I met before are still somewhat popular, then this man is definitely a special character.

Fu Jiang glanced coldly around the black robe, and did not fall into the panic surrounded by the enemy. Instead, he whistled a little with excitement: "It's really a heavy mountain, and the appearance is different from Xiaoluo."

"Gao Chuan?" Facing Fu Jiang's ridicule, Luan did not have any emotional ups and downs, "I know you, but, you should not know me, in my memory, we have never met, and. I just Soon after arriving in this city, no detailed information about me will flow out. "

"You really aren't surprised by your situation at all." I said. "Although you haven't seen me, but I have seen you. Many years ago, Luan Zhong was a classmate."

"Are you in high school?" Luan Zhong didn't think at all, and directly denied: "Even there, we have never met."

"It's just that you don't remember ... so many years have passed, everything is changing. But you are one of the few that hasn't changed." I stared at the young man's face and tranced back in the past. On the campus of high school, in the ruins of the underground fighting, the figure that chanted the doomsday truth prayer and held the sacrifice, at that time, I finally did not know. If that ceremony is successful, what kind of existence and bad results will be called. Because, although it is very miserable, but that war was indeed our victory, Luan Zhong and the venue of the ceremony were at the last moment. Completely destroyed by a knife-shaped critical weapon.

Now, my reunion with him is like returning the battle to the imminent moment, and it seems that he did not die, but continued the battle to today after many years. unfortunately. Although I don't know what he has done and how much he has grown in these years. However, I have also become stronger, so strong that I am confident that no matter how special he is in this realm, he cannot escape my hunting.

"Where is this place?" Luan Zhong ignored my greetings. Of course, he wouldn't take the whisperer's Gao Chuan as a friend. He knew that our meeting would mean that one of the parties would fall down. "Is this the spiritual world? ? Did you get into my spirit, or did you pull me into your spirit? "His tone was as quiet as his eyes, without any ups and downs, but it was not as hard and cold as a machine, but made people Feeling as soft as the lake water.

"Here is the boundary line, built with the consciousness of many people, a dream-like world, together with their subconsciousness." I said: "So, if you really think this is just a dream, you can't do it, it's heavy."

"Dream dream? Conscious walker?" Luan nodded. "My intelligence does not mention that you have this ability. However, looking at your appearance, it seems that you are familiar with this situation, so it should not be Use this power for the first time. "

"It is not the first time, but for me, it is still a very fresh experience." I replied.

"Are you going to stop me? Gao Chuan." Luan Zhong said again: "If you kill me here, will the outside me really die? Then what are you waiting for?"

"I have a question. I have never had a chance to ask you in the past."

"what is the problem?"

"Where is the doomsday cult leader formed? And the final weapon thing." I asked straight away.

"Ultimate weapon?" Luan Zhong made some fluctuations about the term. His eyes fell on Fujiang. "It's you, no, no, what are you? You shouldn't be in this place." His language was a bit confusing, but However, I can understand what he meant. As the ultimate weapon 999, Fu Jiang, in the past world, was a defector of Doomsday Truth, in this world, probably also has the status of Doomsday Truth, but, I do n’t know if it is true There is another she, or perhaps, only exists in the cognition of doomsday truth, and it seems that it is the latter.

"Ultimate weapon 999." Fu Jiang said the number carelessly.

"No, it's impossible!" Luan Zhong said flatly: "The final weapon, there is no 999 at all-that is almost perfect, something that is impossible to exist in the near future. I know there is this plan, but all failed. But , You feel very strange to me, what the **** are you? Why are you here? "

"It seems that there are things you don't understand, and things that will shake you." My arms popped the blade, "She is indeed the final weapon 999, the strongest, the final weapon you have not yet made. . "

"It seems that ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ has some special circumstances ..." Luan Zhong gave up pursuing these things, but also had a more sober understanding of the current state of affairs. His face was something I had seen. The most serious one, "I don't understand, but ..."

"You have no chance of winning." I interrupted him and asked again: "The final weapon situation, I have roughly understood, then, please tell me, where is the lunatic asylum?"

Luan Zhong ignored the meaning and chanted a prayer of truth for the end of the day: "Blood flesh is like grass and trees, glory is like epiphyllum, grass will wither, flowers will wither, but death is not the end, as truth will last forever!" Right hand, point to me and Fu Jiang. The overwhelming sound spread all around, like the banner sounding in the strong wind. The black robes on the streets and floors, like the ghost army, jumped into the air, rushed on the ground, fell from the roof, as expected Like that, swept toward me and Fu Jiang.

They are not humans, and this is clearly recognized before they see their faces hidden under the hood. Now, I see very clearly. When they screamed, the face in the shadow of the hood was simply an illusory and painfully deformed ghost face. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (m) to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please read at m.)