1900 Scene of Confusion

Most of the roof of the building collapsed, and the mysterious expert quickly shifted with the help of the force of the impact on the way down, trying to use the flying debris and dust to cover his tracks, and the gray fog that had been driven out of the platform also existed on the lower level of the building, and through the thick fog, it was impossible to see how deep it was below. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 infoActually, the occultists have not fully explored the building, which entered the roof from the surface of the building, and therefore, the internal structure of the building is not very clear. Assuming that this building is also a hierarchical type, how tall is it from the roof to the next floor? The Mystery Expert was experiencing this height, the intensity of the gray fog making it impossible to reach beyond ten meters, and he estimated that he had fallen more than twenty meters away - in other words, it felt like it was bottomless, and once the ground below was in view, he had only a second to react at most.

If it weren't for the cushioning provided by the impact, or even allowing him to glide for short periods of time with the help of environmental factors, and even considering that he had a variety of tools to choose from without using mysterious powers, he wouldn't have dared to jump like this.

The humanoid silhouette of the lifeform woven by the linear structure quickly disappeared from the field of vision, and the mysterious expert saw in a glimpse that the linear structure had already penetrated the ground of the roof and connected with the building structure below, as if these linear structures that made up the lifeform of the body were also the skeleton supporting the building, guess if the entire building had been encroached upon by these linear structures? If the skeleton buried inside the building is all these linear structures, is it possible to think that the building itself is also part of the life of the body?

If the answer is yes, then you must be fighting within the body of this elemental life, and simply destroying the human form woven by the thread-like structure will never be able to destroy this elemental life in a practical sense—its size may be even greater than what you can see and imagine by what you see, which seems to explain why this elemental life does not move at all when it attacks.

The occult expert is always observing, always thinking, and always ready for his own guesses. Although he does have the hole cards, and he is mentally prepared for a hard battle, and even has the confidence of victory, if he still fights hard when he has already guessed the battlefield he is on and the true face of the enemy, it will not be pleasing to the end. Although the situation I hypothesized is just a possibility, and the truth is not so serious, as a mysterious expert, it is also a quality and instinct that must be possessed to estimate the worse direction when encountering a battle.

In the midst of the mysteries, in the apocalypse, he had never encountered a situation in which the actual situation was better than he had imagined.

I have to assume that the building itself has become a part of the life of the body, and the response to this is very simple, that is, to move the battlefield away from this building, and the resistance that may be encountered is somewhat conceivable, and it is absolutely impossible for the enemy to let him leave this building easily.

At first, the occultist thought that his decision to collapse the rooftop was good, but the more he observed and thought about it, the better the feeling was quickly disappearing. Even though the physical creature could no longer be seen from the field of vision, the occult expert felt that the humanoid would suddenly appear in front of him at any time, anywhere in the building. Three seconds had passed since he fell from the rooftop, and relying on the impact to provide power, the total distance traveled was more than three hundred meters, the distance in a straight line was one hundred meters, and the turn was thirty-five times. A truly mysterious expert characterized by high speed, he can move a kilometer away in less than three seconds, and if he has the ability to teleport, then leaving the building in the blink of an eye is simply a breeze.

Three seconds, a distance of 100 meters in a straight line, a total distance of 300 meters, plus the change in direction, is not enough for him to determine the dimensions of the internal space of this building, although the volume of the entire building does not seem to be so large when observed from the outside of the building, it is not uncommon for the internal space to be inconsistent with the external perception, and even if there is no mysterious element mixed in, the human eye and sensory functions alone are enough to create a similar illusion.

The mysterious expert knew very well that he wanted to leave this building only if he first touched the boundary of the internal space of the building - after the fourth second, he vaguely saw the outline presented in the gray fog, in such a dense gray fog, the visual distance was no more than ten meters, although this outline was huge, but it was roughly estimated that it could not be a hundred meters away. However, the visual message seemed to be wrong, and he had rushed straight in the direction of the silhouette, but by the time the fifth second had passed, the silhouette was still looming.

In the process of transferring, he constantly unleashes mysterious impacts, trying to correct the sense of space through shock feedback, just as bats use acoustic feedback to determine their position and the contours of objects, but this idea has become effective in practice. The mysterious expert is very sure that he has always been in a suspended state during the five-second fall and transfer, which is definitely not an illusion, and the impact released is as if he has entered an endless void, and the obstacles he hits are all things that have collapsed from the rooftop, which makes the surrounding sense of space seem unusually wide.

The occult expert also knows that his sense of space is gradually becoming abnormal with the time of falling, the information fed back, and the results of measurement and feeling, and it will not be long before this instinctive sense of space cannot be relied on at all, or even cannot be believed at all.

The enemy's attack was not obvious, and there was no direct physical destruction of anything, but the occult expert could still sense an invisible and qualitative intent from his environment. Assuming that this building is also a part of the physical life, and that it is fighting within it, then the various non-lethal negative states that you involuntarily produce at this time are definitely deliberate by the enemy—psychologically, spiritually, sensually, and perceptually, you are constantly under attack.

In the sixth second, the mysterious expert used the impact force to smash all the rooftop falling objects that could be found around him, and the serial explosion shot these small fragments into a farther and more open space, with such a move, his perception range was further expanded, at this moment, the scene that can be seen by the naked eye has become a disturbance of this perception, and there has been a significant difference between what he sees and what he feels, whether he believes in the correctness of his perception, or believes in the correctness of what he sees in front of him, for the mysterious expert, It was already a choice that had to be made.

There may be a way to integrate the two pieces of information, but in terms of the current situation, it is beyond the ability of the occult experts themselves. Even if the physical life still does not appear in the range of vision and perception, however, he always has a sense of crisis, a feeling of being watched deeply, and he can't say whether it is the line of sight or something else, in short, in the case of not being able to see the specific outline of the physical life, the mysterious expert still has to do something.

The interior of the building is not exactly bright, but it is also not dark around every corner. The light source does not know where it is, and the diffusion of light does not have a strong sense of direction, and it is not possible to see the specific luminous objects. However, there is a clear regularity in the interplay of light and dark, like regular stripes, and it is often seen that bright and gloomy stripes are spaced at similar widths, and the junction between light and shadow is also so distinct, as if there is no transition area.

These lights and shadows float in the gray fog, making the flow of the gray fog very conspicuous, but it is difficult to say that it is not an illusion, the mysterious expert in the process of falling, can sense the existence of the air flow, but not violent enough to be called a breeze, and the flow of the gray fog forms a strong contrast, after gradually losing the sense of space, but also the sense of speed is rapidly distorting.

It is in this experience that the Mystic Expert begins to glide, and the force of the impact appears more sluggish in this concentration of gray fog than in the absence of gray fog, like the different resistance of waving in the air and waving in the water, which is also reflected in the feedback that the impact brings to itself. Obviously, the body is hanging in the air, falling, but sometimes it seems to be sinking in the water. This makes the mysterious expert feel worse and worse, and the expected idea of shifting the battlefield first seems to be becoming distant.

If you want to give up and leave this building, there should be a follow-up to such an idea, such as what you should do under this assumption, but just a moment when this premise flashes through your mind, the occultist already feels that some kind of change has taken place, and this change seems to echo his own thoughts, but it is not beneficial, and that looming malignancy cannot be ignored by any occultist.

The means of attack of this physical life has stepped into the realm of spiritual consciousness. The change I feel is definitely not an illusion, and the building is constituting some kind of more substantial result of the idea of "giving up and leaving the building". The mysterious expert's instinct was not wrong, because, in the next second, the ground suddenly emerged from the misty gray fog, as if he was less than ten meters from the ground.

The feeling of heavy gliding, the sluggish feeling of falling, as if sinking in water, disappeared in an instant. The falling speed experienced by the mysterious expert after this moment is definitely not caused by the height of a few tens of meters, not to mention, all the forces used to buffer the falling speed seem to have expired, and the speed that has been buffered before is re-superimposed in the last ten meters of height. The mysterious expert only felt that the thought moved, and the reaction force of smashing to the ground immediately spread throughout his body - if it wasn't for the force of the impact that could be sent out at will, then he would have broken into a meat patty. Even though the cushioning impact at the end neutralized most of the reaction force of the crash to the ground, the remaining force still made the mysterious expert's muscles and bones ache, as if he was about to fall apart.

The injuries to the internal organs burst out again, and before the occult expert could fully get up, he couldn't help but vomit out the dirty blood - the blood did not gather in one piece, and the air just came into contact with it as if it had dripped into water, soaking in all directions, and in the blink of an eye, the air around him turned light red, and then it seemed to be pulled by some force, forming wisps of emotion and swimming straight forward.

A large amount of silk-like substance loomed in the light red air, in the clinging of the wisps of blood, in the field of vision of the mysterious expert—where he was like a huge looming spider web, and he was the flying insect in this spider web.

- Fell into a trap.

The occult expert realized this in an instant. It is possible that the elemental life it faces does not have the ability to attack too violently in a frontal manner, but on the contrary, its ability and combat style require that it must be carried out in such a way that it gradually weakens its prey. However, although the signs are faintly visible in hindsight, they are difficult to detect immediately in previous battles. From this point of view, perhaps his own behavior of defeating the rooftop, as well as the idea of follow-up, are naïve and untimely.

The thread-like structure became more and more obvious to the eyes of the occult expert, and although the web of thread-like structures was large enough for the human body to drill through, even up to two meters at its widest point, the farther forward it went, the denser and smaller the mesh became, and finally converged on the long-lost humanoid.

The humanoid form woven from a thread-like structure now looks more like a web rolled up in a human shape.

The gray fog had been dispelled at some point, and the occultists did not know where they were in the building, whether it was one of the floors or had reached the very bottom, but the wide area occupied by the net also formed a cavity without gray fog. Once again, the battlefield was made one step ahead of the enemy.

The interplay of light and shadow still exists, but the deepest part of the cavity is submerged in black shadows, and the linear structure also spreads into darkness that is invisible to the naked eye, giving the impression that the actual area of the space is much larger than what can be seen.

The occult expert didn't know if the physical life that the others encountered was as weird as the one in front of him, but no one else should be able to gain the upper hand at this time. If you think about it this way, you can give yourself a little psychological comfort, but the winning rate seems to be a little lower than you initially expected.

"So, let's start the second game." The occult expert said, wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth and standing up straight. The body life on the opposite side did not take the opportunity to attack, and vaguely gave people a generous style, but in the minds of the mysterious experts, this was just an illusion. Although it is not certain whether this enemy has combat rules such as human chivalry, it is better to think that it is just an illusion at this moment.

If you have to think about the reasons why the enemy did not attack immediately, then you will not get an ideal answer anyway.