Chapter Twenty-Six: The Wandering of the Gates of Hell

It's hard to believe that my consciousness is melting. "Words, feelings, first, http://www.Klxsw.com

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I really can't find a better word to describe the feeling in front of me. The asphalt-like black floodlit area swooped towards itself like a spiraling tsunami, spreading rapidly. The blood-colored clouds around it seemed to have been eaten, and the entire canopy was gradually shattering in the darkness. To be precise, it is not that he is rushing into this mysterious black space, but that the world he is in is disintegrating in a larger black hole. The entire sky and sea of clouds are like a collapsed movie set, and the truth of time and space is revealed in front of him.

All appearances are peeling away, gradually revealing a terrible inner essence.

In front of the head-up display, the J-20ASV matte black nose cone became even darker, as if it had been diluted, and the outline gradually became blurred and dull, wrapped in darkness. Even the bracket for the head-up monitor is disappearing, and the dashboard looks like a reflection in the water.

Is this qiē all real? Could it be that there is no zài in this world at all, those past experiences are just dreams in the mind, who are you, and you really have zài?

Meng saw that his feet also stepped into this black realm. The whole boot seemed to be dyed into a starry sky, and disappeared along with the feet. It's about to melt away, merging with this pitch-black environment, is this the legendary world on the other side?

"Come on, come on, Meng."

Kara's voice came from the deepest depths of the darkness, "I knew you would come, and you would lead us on. In any case, you are our leader. Fate has finally led you here, and this qiē is inevitable. ”

The "Navigator" Meng Meng seemed to have this voice directly from his head, "Who, lead what, where." ”

"You, of course it's you."

"Kara, is that you, where are you now?"

"We're waiting for you, everyone is here."

"Where. Sue me where the hell are you. These words are all thought up directly in the mind, not through the mouth, as if talking to another person in consciousness, "No, you're not Kara, this can't be Kara." ”

In the dark. There was a slight pause in his voice, and then he began to mix in other music box tones like metal reeds. But it gradually adjusted to Alice's voice: "Big fool, you said you would come back to me, why did you leave me, what have I received here, you know." You left me here. ”

Meng was stunned in his head, and suddenly he felt as if his chest had been torn open, and his beating heart was exposed. He remembers helping Alicia on a record-breaking flight before leaving the young lady who was surrounded by flowers, flashing lights, and cheers. But he really didn't expect that the eldest lady did not return to Osteria, but went to Arnold, hoping to get a chance to get close to the enemy Throncel. He couldn't find Alice by all means. It was this blank period that transformed Alyssie from a brutal and cute girl into a pathetic woman tormented by her mother's ghost. Damn, what the hell did Arnold do to Alyssie.

Her voice adjusted again, and she was a little hoarse, like Kane Hime, or Kane Hime, who had a cold when she was in the sewers of the castle tower: "Did you forget what you promised me, big brother?" Have you really forgotten. You ruined my most perfect day. ”

He was starting to get a little confused. Perfect day, Jin Jiangji. Yes, time flies so fast, and I haven't fulfilled my promise yet. Meng Struck once said that to completely destroy the hundred day ghosts, destroy all this qiē. Let the world become the way it is, so that Jin Jiangji can live the life she wants. It wasn't until the disgusting new world completely collapsed and society returned to its pre-war order that he could return that perfect day to Kim Jiang Ji.

I'll be able to get there soon, and I'm getting closer.

Arnold has obtained the complete upper and lower two sets of Whoopian ghost systems imitated by the former United States, and he only needs the body of the Hundred Day Ghost to be able to create a new and variant of the ghost. Regathering and smelting these dismantled demon souls into a ** body is the best way to destroy it. I will be able to do it myself in no time.

Suddenly, the voice in my ears was like Xindi, the queen of arms in the South Seas: "Ah, Mr. Meng, are you going to die with the Hundred Days Ghost?"

Meng Zhu remembered Xindi in the rose garden, remembered the charming woman, remembered what she had said. At that time, Xindi pressed her hand to her palm: "You are not an appendage of the Hundred Day Ghost, it is your appendage." You should transcend these mental constraints and establish your only beliefs, and perhaps, you can become another person, a whooping ghost who cannot stop you, and live for yourself. ”

What it is, what it is, what it is.

The brains of the struck fell into chaos, like the unopened world of Pangu.

At this moment, a voice calmed him down.

"Tonight, be sure to come back."

Chloe's voice, like her hand, gently caressed her cheek.

"I'll wait for you."

At this moment, Meng Zhu felt the blood all over his body suddenly rush to the top of his head, his throat choked, he couldn't choke a word, and the whole person reached the limit of collapse.

Suddenly, the whole world suddenly stood still. His mind went blank, there was no sound in his ears, no objects in front of him, and he couldn't even breathe. His cheeks twitched, his eyes flushed, he had never been so excited.

A cold and precise reed tone fluttered: "You can choose the one you like best." ”

"What"

"Come back, you have your own mission. Have you forgotten all the qiē, the gestation of the new world, the evolution of the group, and you, the leader of this world, only you can go back and forth between the two worlds. ”

His eyes were confused, and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

"Come, come, we can satisfy you with anything, hurry."

His ears twitched, and there seemed to be a strange murmur coming from the silent world, repetitive and dry, sounding very sharp. Like an alarm tone, this repeated beep and annoying alert is similar to the mixed sound of an airborne system's warning of an excessive descent rate and a near-ground warning.

"Come on, take us to that new world. Hurry, or we'll be in danger. ”

There is more and more noise in the ear canal, and it seems that it is also mixed with the warning of enemy aircraft.

Why is this place so like in its own cockpit.

"Quick. Please don't hesitate any longer, please come quickly. Not really."

The sound was broken.

The blank space in front of him vanished, leaving only a huge flame.

At this time, the auditory sense suddenly stuffed the sound of a huge explosion into the ears as if it had just recovered. "Ahh

Glittering, burning, and a strange meteor-like light streaked across my eyes. God, I've never seen such a bizarre sight. A huge fireball was slowly moving past him, on par with the fighter jets, as if he were about to race against himself.

More fireballs fell, all following him.

He subconsciously shook his right hand and grabbed a cold hard stick, which was the fighter jet joystick, and his left hand pressed the accelerator. The struck moved his body a bit, the compensatory pants and flight suit felt comfortable, and the ejection straps on the legs also gave a sense of security. The backrest behind you is stiff, and only an ejection seat can feel like this.

The cockpit instrument cluster appears in view. What's the matter, didn't they all disappear just now?

The world outside the canopy was still as dark as hell, and even the blood cloud just now was an extravagant hope. These scarlet clouds, as disgusting as they may seem, are evidence that they are still alive. Now there was only darkness and despair in front of him, and he was probably dead.

Anyway, the plane is still flying.

The pilot's instinct began to take over the confused consciousness, the speed was a little faster, the altitude was too low, and it was constantly descending.

The view in front of the windshield has changed.

The struck gradually became clearer. He had just followed Kara into the thick blood cloud, and after that blood-clotting marshmallow journey, the fighter had already rushed through the clouds and into the clouds, and the scarlet cloud light disappeared with it. The darkness that engulfs the sky in front of me is the darkness of the earth.

Another explosion, the shock wave buzzing the fighter jets.

There was a clicking noise in the headphones, but this time it was a real sound, not a conversation that came out of my head.

A voice was shouting, "Pull up idiot, you're going to hit the ground." ”

Hearing this warning, the pilot's instinct immediately became active. With his right hand slowly pulling the lever, the plane turned from a high-speed dive to a head-up, and the huge centrifugal force pressed him to the ejection seat.

The J-20ASV rose smoothly and rapidly. In the cabin, you can even see the vegetation and tree branches, as well as the flying sand and rocks blown by the tail flames. It was too close to the ground, and I was in front of the gates of hell just now.

"What did you just say," he still seemed a little confused.

"I said you idiot, you almost fell to the ground just now." Before he could finish speaking, a large and graceful F14 fighter followed from the side, gradually hanging in the wingman position. The pilot in the cockpit looked at him, it was Kara Tyrant Green.

Mengsheng began to figure it out gradually. Just now, I seemed to have fallen into some kind of unconscious state, and a lot of strange things appeared in my mind. He glanced at it like a fireball, it was the Walliers drone platform that had fallen and caught fire. Or rather, Kara knows that she is unconscious, and she is waking herself up by shooting and causing a big explosion.

The J-20ASV gradually recovered to level flight, and gravity recovered.

Meng Zhen frowned, could the sound and the landscape just now be an illusion. There was one thing that made him shudder, where did the hallucinations begin.

"What's going on," Munge asked Carla over the radio.

"You, you almost became a hundred day ghost just now."

She replied bluntly. The situation is starting to get serious. To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation