1523 Torn
It was as if the translucent monstrous clusters of ghosts and demons were provoked and angry, and they had no idea what kind of mystery they caused at this time, but their previous chaos did become orderly because of the appearance of Saya's abnormal flesh and blood, turning into a tornado with the same enemy, and facing each other against the expanding alienated flesh tentacles. However, probably because I know more about Saya's horror, as far as I can see, it is only a matter of time before these ghosts and demons are defeated.
I came to the complex of the asylum, in addition to looking for survivors, I also wanted to occupy a high ground to observe the situation around me, but the change of situation gave people a sense of urgency to chase the front foot. I think this is the sequelae of NOG's detonation of the peninsula's data hedging space, but if this is the case, the emergence of this sequelae means that just the collapse of the data hedging space cannot stop a monster of Saya's level, and naturally it is impossible to contain the alienation of Youjiang. I don't know how many mysterious experts have not been able to escape from the data hedging space on the peninsula in time, but since the existence of Saya can more or less prove that Father Edward also has a chance to escape, then others may also have their own ways to get out of the crisis.
The Peninsula Data Hedging Space is like a cage with explosives installed, but those who are inhuman and powerful are about to tear open the cage with a terrifying and powerful attitude. There is no problem with NOG's strategy, but the enemy is also beyond imagination, and I think they may have been prepared, so there is no trace at this moment - I can't help but wonder, are they planning to weaken the enemy step by step through a series of traps set one by one? Then, this peninsula, swept by the wave of data hedging, will inevitably become the next cage trap. No, maybe the data hedges the impact of the wave. The fuse of the "chain explosives" has already been ignited.
From this speculation, "there is no one on the peninsula" at this time has a better meaning - the survivors have escaped from the trap beforehand.
A thousand threads were sifting through my mind, weaving them, using the only information and superfluous imagination to draw the contours of the current state of affairs. I know, I know. Because I can't see everything, I can't get all the information, so the outline in my mind must be distorted, but what else can I do? The biggest role played by this vague and distorted outline is not to "get a glimpse of the truth", but to "adjust the mind".
At a time when two inhuman behemoths are fighting each other. My own severed feet have been repaired. The system of the fourth-level demonic pattern envoy and the power of the fourth-level demonic pattern to use data to hedge the aftermath allowed me to obtain a self-healing power far beyond that of other third-level demonic pattern messengers, which is undoubtedly the place where the fourth-level demonic pattern envoy is stronger than the following level demonic pattern messengers. At this moment, the wave of data hedging swept across the peninsula, and the aftermath was even stronger than what could be felt when it first left the data hedging space on the peninsula. To be honest, the fourth-level Demonic Emringer is in some ways. It was born in response to this harsh data hedging environment. A calm world, even if it is mysterious. The fourth-level demonic pattern cannot be active, and the gap between the fourth-level demonic pattern and the third-level demonic pattern messenger may not be too large, but in the increasingly chaotic and tragic mystery, the gap between the fourth-level demonic pattern and the third-level demonic pattern in terms of adaptability to the more terrifying data hedging environment will widen to a situation that cannot be made up by the characteristics of the demonic pattern superpower alone.
I'm in a quick sweep. Even the rapidly spinning tornado is almost frozen. I swooped into the wind, dodging left and right among the floating debris, and in an instant I was able to pierce the tornado, seeing again that I was not covered by the sky and the earth. The fourth-level magic pattern is woven into a trench coat, which is like the wings of a paraglider. Let me hover in the turbulent currents. The armor and mask in the form of a night raven quickly formed along the curves of my body, and I took on the form of a night crow, looking down from the sky over the land and the edge of the peninsula.
The river outside the peninsula was stormy and stormy, but on a moonlit night, the water was dark and black. Whether it was due to the illusion of vision caused by light, or whether the entire river that surrounded the peninsula had turned into the black water of the Shitenin Gaco, it was impossible to determine from this distance. However, that heavy and desperate gesture will be deeply imprinted in the hearts of those who watch. Even if it rolls, is beaten by the wind and rain, and sets off high waves, it does not make people feel that it is forced to suffer from natural disasters, on the contrary, these storms, thunders and lightning seem to be fueling its mania.
The tremors of the peninsula became more and more violent, invisible, but actually disturbed the impact of the air currents between heaven and earth, and after a few seconds I was forced to land on another hill, and at a speed visible to the naked eye, it also dispersed the clouds that made up the sky and obscured the sun or moon. When the thick dark cloud was torn, the light overflowed through the crack, and it was only then that people felt that it was daytime.
The sunlight spilling through the cracks in the dark clouds made people feel a little hope and warmth in their hearts, but this was not the beginning of the grim situation for the better. I looked up at the sky, and the dark clouds had turned into a translucent film, and a large shadow appeared behind the film, obscuring the cracks in the clouds that had cracked again. The sky began to darken again, but behind the dark clouds that resembled a film, the great shadows were clearer.
It blocks out the sun and is also outlined by the sun. It was like the silhouette of a giant eye, slowly opening after a breath.
A force from the zenith tore through the clouds, and in the fierce wind, even the torrential rain was blown away—the curtain of rain slowly withdrew in opposite directions of the peninsula as if the curtain had been drawn to the sides. There was some sunlight pouring in from the shadows behind the dark clouds, but it made the huge silhouette even more dazzling.
It was really a huge eyeball, blood-colored, as if it had come out of the void, and it hadn't opened yet. A huge magic circle was already spreading out in all directions of it, as if it was about to completely obscure the entire peninsula. Although the scale is different and the style is a little different, the subjective feeling gives people a very strong sense of immediacy.
That's—
"Alienated Right River?" I remembered, this eyeball, this magic array, isn't it like a repetition of the scene when the alienated Youjiang devoured the moon god?
The eyeball is still closed, and there is a layer of skin wrapped around the eyeball, so that the inner pupil cannot be seen. It seemed to be resting, but it was also about to wake up. I couldn't tell whether it was the sky and the earth that were shaking, causing the eyeballs to move, or the eyeballs' stupidity, which was causing the sky and the earth to shake.
The scale of the mutation is terrifying. The impact that makes one feel like a small individual is insignificant before this vast anomaly.
On the other side, there was an even stronger, more desperate wail, and the tornado formed by the ghosts and demons was completely dispersed, and those translucent monstrous flames emerged from the body, and in an instant, they turned into a fire, and countless flames were like scales sprinkled from the wings of a butterfly, flying away in the violent wind. The entire building has become unusually fleshy, and the flesh tentacles are rushing towards the surrounding buildings. Smashing through the walls, crisscrossing the building, squeezing out of the doors and windows, and then, in the building of these inorganic substances, there is the sound of organ activity - like a heartbeat, like breathing, like blood flowing.
A large amount of alienated flesh in a few breaths. It wrapped the whole building like a fleshy lump.
Where are the others? I thought to myself. The observation range of chain judgment is rapidly expanding outward at the cost of eliminating precision. The jungle is starting to get more terrifying in the wave of data hedging. What had been hidden in the darkness was only illusions, but these illusions were gradually taking shape under the intervention of mysterious forces, and the images that I could sketch in my mind were at first like ever-changing mist, but after a few breaths they formed cocoons. After a few more breaths, something strange came out of the cocoon.
It is impossible to describe what kind of monster it is, it cannot be compared with existing natural creatures, and even if it has hands, feet and torso, it is absolutely impossible to make people think that it is transformed from existing creatures. Man's imagination depends on his or her own perception of nature. Those imaginary demons and monsters will have more or less characteristics of the natural environment around them, such as scaly animals, mollusks, bacteria, or human deformations, etc., but the new strangeness I have observed by using chain judgment is completely beyond these cognitions—I cannot find a suitable description from the words I know.
I know which part of their body is the torso and which part is the siblings, but it is only intuitive, not confirmed by the naked eye and cognition. Their trunks and siblings are different from those of the trunk siblings in the normal sense. As a result, I can't determine what they are capable of from their appearances. A humanoid monster like the Alien Youjiang, at least most of the time, her movement mechanism is in line with the anatomy of the human body, and she has to attack with her limbs, as well as punches and shake her legs. If it is a monster of abnormal flesh and blood like a saya, it is like a virus and a tumor, and at a glance, it seems that it will cling to the enemy, eroding the opponent, and has terrifying vitality and reproductive ability.
However, in the wave of data hedging, these strange things that are formed by the interference of mysterious forces are undoubtedly "chaos". However, the "chaos" is only a noun that characterizes concepts without concrete images, and it still cannot accurately express my feelings about these weirdness.
Are they awesome? I still think I don't know until I've actually experienced it, but just looking at the image, words like "crazy", "chaotic", and "terrible" come to mind. Just seeing and feeling it is incredible—there really is such an indescribable thing in this world.
I also have a guess that maybe these things can only exist during the period when the data hedging wave is active, and it is after the destruction of the data hedging space on the peninsula that the disorderly chaos that radiates outward creates their existence, so even after that, the mysterious power of various monsters is exerted, so that the data hedging phenomenon will continue to exist on a large scale, and they will lose their living environment and then die out because they become orderly. But speculation is still just speculation, and no one knows how they will change until it gets to that point.
I don't know if NOG and the others knew that detonating the Peninsula data hedging space would lead to such a strange birth, but they must be keeping a close eye on the current changes.
In the midst of a chaotic scene, there is more to attract attention than I am. I lurked in the dark, racing between obstacles, trying to weaken my presence as much as possible. It's not impossible to confront monsters like Alienated Youe and Saya head-on now, but I don't think I have a chance to defeat them, and in the end it's just a battle for nothing. Rather than that, it's better to wait for the next reaction of NOG and others, I don't think they'll just sit idly by - let the monsters fight for the benefit of the fisherman, of course, it's a great idea, but, in a world full of mysteries, letting monsters kill each other often doesn't end well, and the possibility of monsters gaining rapid growth in continuous battles is very high, and, even if the last moment, when a monster kills another monster, he seems to be dying, Nor can it be judged by its appearance alone whether it is truly dying.
The information obtained by observation and feeling, combined with experience, can indeed get a relatively accurate result, but the so-called "mystery" also contains a magical and secret meaning, in the face of mystery, in the case of the impossibility of a miraculous and incomprehensible earth-shattering reversal, it is also not a new thing - the mystery expert always needs to take a risk to do something, and therefore will lose his life in the adventure, some things will die if they do not fight, and they will die if they fight, The experience summed up in the past will deviate from the facts, and the information obtained will suddenly become very similar, so the occult experts will value "luck" more than ordinary people.
People who are lucky may not be able to survive, but those who can survive must have an element of luck. This has nothing to do with strength or weakness in the conventional sense, but is more like a kind of fateful favor and rejection.
Since it is necessary to take risks, then, from a psychological point of view, the more courageous ones to take risks are undoubtedly the crowd - even if they know that the number of people can play a small role in the mystery, but they will still have the urge to take risks because of the increase in the number of people acting together, and the orderly and powerful ability to act that they feel. (To be continued.) )