In this 100-meter area, the heavens and the earth seem to be covered with a red scarf, and this red is still deepening, as if it has become a different world isolated from the outside world. If I wasn't the one who took the initiative to attack, I might be able to avoid this area and fight, but as the one who took the initiative to attack, I would have to enter the territory planned by the Alienated Right River. Here, I and other mystical experts are completely unable to take advantage of the geographical advantage, and all mystical forces are suppressed, and they are in a predicament that can be eroded and reversed at any time. We had to face far more difficulties than in the previous battles, but in my own feelings, the pressure was somewhat reduced by the transformation of the quick sweep.

The strange gray mist demon has been suppressed, Novsky's dimensionality reduction has been completely cracked, and the movement speed of the Changing Light Man is no longer able to reach a balance compared to the speed of me and the alienated Youjiang at this time. In the face of the total suppression of the alienated Youjiang in terms of speed and mystery, the only person who can fight it head-on is me. I don't know if this strange Grey Mist Demon and Novsky, who has the support of the Repeater, have already come up with a unique skill, or if they are the only ones who are capable of both, but at this moment, if I don't become the main force, who can take it?

I'm not sure if my efforts will be rewarded, if they will be beneficial to the development of my plans, and in many cases, although I have a clear goal in my actions, it is difficult to estimate in detail whether they will contribute to my expectations. Even so, I chose the decision that came out of my emotions and intuition. At times like these, my mind wasn't entirely focused on my own plans.

I just want to compete with the alienated Youjiang, that is, to use this spear to become the most mainstay when no one stands up, at least no one can show the strength to compete with it on the surface. Even if. Such thoughts and actions can also be exploited, or rather, calculated.

Yes, others always have many options. The choices of smart people often make people who are a little stupid fall into passivity and do not know it. I don't feel like I'm smarter than everyone else. But I never felt that I had to confront the alienated Youjiang head-on, which was a reluctant situation. I've never felt that I've always been rational, and I don't think that the choices I made just from reason are necessarily the right ones.

Mystery means that anything can happen, and if you see the world as a state of consciousness, then sensibility must occupy a great weight. In such a world, theoretically. Any choice made under emotion, and any behavior generated, will inevitably not be useless.

If the so-called "reality" is rational, logical, objective and rigorous, emotional things will fail, and miracles will only happen within the truth that conforms to human perception, then. Everything that happens in such a post-apocalyptic world full of illusions and uncertain about its authenticity. In a sense, it is also a reflection of the thirst for various "possibilities".

If this is a dream, then, before waking up, I want all the sensuality, all the emotions that I have. It is possible to smash everything that is logically impossible in this nightmare.

I galloped, swept and pierced, like an arrow piercing the red veil. A momentary pause and rapid movement, in the staggering of movement and stillness, to feel a kind of dark rhythm, how to regain the dangerous opportunity from the moment of the moment. Every movement of the alienated right river can reach the same speed as me in an instant, but as long as she can't use the speed sweep, she can only passively reach this speed. Between passive and active, I look for an opportunity to hit.

I observe her speed changes, her movement tendency at high speed, in the brain line world that depicts her movement, looking for her inertia and laws, all things in a state of motion, their movement frequency is rarely not repeated, purely in terms of scientific observation, most things are in a regular change, because the completely chaotic and random movement is not suitable for the combination of things with each other. Regularity means stability, and stability is the basis of a fixed form. From this point of view alone, the appearance of the alienated Youjiang as an individual with a specific image must also have a part of its own movement, there is a fixed frequency, and even her choices and behavior trajectories must be repetitive in a passive high-speed.

It is true that mystery cannot be forcibly understood by science, but when science rises to the level of a hypothetical theory, it can describe any phenomenon with stable frequencies and fixed laws. I have always demanded that I cannot observe mysterious things from a scientific perspective, but my knowledge and cognition still make me better at recognizing some fixed and stable logics, and finding the laws they have in these logics, and applying them.

In the past, I couldn't do this kind of thing with the alienated Youjiang, and to a large extent, it was simply because there was no environment where I could complete the observations. The inability to maintain a relatively stable observation environment is one of the fundamental reasons why all those who try to find patterns through observation can only pray for luck. However, now I am different, the rebirth of quarks, the adjustment of the speed sweep, and the deepening of the chain of judgments allow me to maintain my observation even if I fall into the downwind.

Observing, exploring, and testing, in this cycle, I gradually adapted to the offensive of the alienated Youjiang. She is not weakened, or rather, she may be stronger, but I have already felt the inertial behavior of the alienated Youjiang when it reaches the apex of instant speed, and this inertia may be the greatest weakness of all final weapons—that is, the mystery of its own honor guard, the quality of attaining the same as that of the reference, and the dependence on this synchronous quality.

For example, the Alienated Right River synchronized my top speed, but in terms of action, I was more inclined to maintain this top speed. Whenever I don't take the initiative to increase my speed, any of her actions will be maintained at this constant speed. But constant velocity itself is a constant, repeatable, and exploitable law.

I have not been able to take advantage of this constant speed situation, which may be habitual or passive, in the past, because even constant speed is a constant state at an extremely high speed, and under normal circumstances, it has an advantage over any movement that does not exceed this speed. But now. I've been relatively alienated from Youjiang, and I've gained another advantage, which is a higher level of agency in the use of speed. The fragmentation of the invisible high-speed passage allows me to use these fragments to create traps, and perhaps the alienated Youjiang can erode these fragments and complete the acceleration. But it also means that I can judge her acceleration ratio in advance.

When the constant velocity and acceleration of an object in motion, as well as the direction of motion and inertia, can be observed and predicted, even if there is no "faster" speed, the interference can still be completed.

In the state of high-speed movement, every second of the fight is hundreds of times, and I observed the alienated Youjiang for a full ten seconds in the thrilling passive resistance. In these ten seconds. I tried all the methods I could think of to influence her movement, and in this attempt, I found the ones with the greatest probabilities - one was to control the formation of fragments in the invisible high-speed corridor and let it erode the fixed fragments; The second is to control the "relatively fast" nature of the speed sweep so that it is synchronized. I reach a pre-set tempo value, and she tends to be in the next few seconds. Maintain a constant value at this high velocity; Third, to slow down and guide her to walk on a fixed trajectory in a momentary movement that I expected.

As long as the change of speed and the transfer of direction are completed, the movement of the alienated right river will become clearer than ever in my chain judgment.

Accidents will always occur, but as long as they are not completely unpredictable, they cannot be grasped. If I can't do it, I'll be able to fight back.

It's not as fast as possible to deal with the final weapon, and I think I've finally found the trick. The key to victory lies in the mobilization and observation of the movement. It's about taking advantage of the stability and repetition of those movement frequencies. If the opponent's motion seems chaotic, then it must be regularized in its observations. Fortunately, in the end, the synchronous power of the weapon is passive, and it must be carried out according to the reference, and if the reference itself can change regularly according to its own will, then the final weapon will also become passive and regular.

Although one's movement becomes regular first and is easy to be caught by the other party, the party that takes the initiative to change always has the advantage of being the first to move.

Ten seconds later, I started fighting back.

In the trajectory presented in the mind of the chain judgment, the one belonging to the alienated right river is so clear and stable, the movement she has made becomes a solid line, and the movement she has not completed is depicted as a dotted line. Implementations sometimes suddenly jump out of the dotted line, but the next moment, they fall back into the dotted line. As a result, the solid line begins to oscillate around the dotted line. It's like a waveform diagram, and a significant part of its fluctuations are repeated, which is a kind of rhythm.

I wandered through the fragments of the invisible high-speed corridor, macroscopically affecting the rhythm of this waveform, as if my own movement had also become a waveform, and when it overlapped with the waveform diagram describing the alienated Youjiang, I would arrive at the position that surprised the alienated Youjiang in a predictable and optimal situation.

The red between heaven and earth was torn by spears, and through the cracks, the gloomy color could be seen. As soon as I jumped, I carried a gray-black cloud of smoke, staggering with the figure of the alienated Youjiang when there was no room for it. In this instant, what she would do next flashed through my intuition, and in this instantaneous change, all her attacks were predicted. She was like a wooden man, there was no more change, only the crazy left eye, which could catch my movements, but could not be reflected in her movements.

At the same speed, the predicted side is at a disadvantage in terms of reaction.

At this moment, the alienated Youjiang lost all the initiative.

My spear swirls, and the delicate red ribbon swirls like flames. A little colder, he jumped out of the fiery whirlpool, and then there were one hundred and eight shots. In my mind, there is only one sentence left: the will to fall into battle, there is death and no life, a little cold comes first, and then the gun comes out like a dragon. Even if the enemy is outnumbered, the last general can take the head of the enemy general in the army!

Alienated Youjiang was stabbed in the joint as soon as she raised her hand, she was swept in the ankle when she lifted her foot, her shoulder was shaking, she spun her body, she turned her head sideways, dodged a stab, and more spear shadows swept in. Each shadow stirred and cut the red, and this red alien space was like torn leather. The red silk shrouded her like a whirlpool of flames.

I have lost the figure of the alienated Youjiang in my naked eyes, but the trajectory in my mind is still so clear, and every fluctuation of her coincides in my frequency. She tried to get away, I caught up, she tried to jump out of the predicted dotted line, and I evoked the swift sweep again, either relatively fast, or fragmented, and let her synchronize, let the red erode, let her leap into it, and once again reach the speed I had prepared for it, and return to that dotted line. Every shot, trajectory and velocity of my shots is calculated, and any repetition is the beginning of a chain of traps.

There is a chain in the chain, there is a trap in the trap, every stab is a real move, but the alienated Youjiang's response to each of these real moves will be included in the calculation in advance, at this moment, how many methods can she use, maybe she can adapt, but it will definitely take time, maybe it will be the next moment, but it must not be at this moment. Not every mystery can adapt to such a high frequency of movement.

I don't know how long I can hold on, but such a large, drastic, and tedious calculation and movement, both the body and the brain, are under a tremendous load.

I tried my best, and the physical strength of the fourth-level demon pattern envoy also felt as if it was beginning to be torn apart, as if every nerve and every cell was rubbing, to the limit of spontaneous combustion. My facial features and orifices seemed to flow with scorching magma, and I swallowed my saliva, only my mouth was full of blood, and I breathed in a big gulp, and all I inhaled was like coals of fire.

However, I am extremely sure that such a limit must be reached in order to be able to cause trouble for the monster in front of me.

I didn't even have that last sentence left in my mind, only one feeling, just following this one feeling.

A gust of demonic wind evokes, and the red tassels follow like a shadow, that is-

Shoot! Shoot! Shoot! Shoot! (To be continued.) )