He couldn't see the movement of attacking his own elemental life, but he knew that although there were many elemental lifeforms moving at the same time, it seemed that they could attack at any time, but just now, only one elemental life was attacking at the same time. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info more physical beings stood indifferently outside the circle, she could feel those stiff and expressionless, mask-like faces, the gaze cast at herself - it may be a little wrong to say that it is a gaze, because it is not certain that these physical beings see things with "eyes" like humans, maybe they have a human-like appearance, but maybe they do not have the same sensory functions as the five senses, maybe, the face like a mask is really just a vain appearance, A mask that has some kind of symbolic meaning.

I don't know anything about the specific nature and characteristics of the Governing Bureau, although these Elemental Beings have been at war with the Ruling Bureau for a long time, and for a long time after the collapse of the Ruling Bureau, they have been unscrupulously active in the Ruling Bureau area, and are feared by the aborigines, it is conceivable that there must be many people who have tried to understand them and dissect them, however, in their own lives, they have traveled through the Ruling Bureau area countless times, have rich contact with other aborigines, and have experience in many areas of the Ruling Bureau. But there has never been any actual information about the life of these bodies. If someone does research it, but no information is left, or for some reason the information cannot be communicated.

Even Sha has a lot of incomprehension about the life of the body, and for everyone who knows it, the life of the body itself is a secret of seeing flowers in the fog. Strange beings, powerful beings, grotesque beings, like people but not actually human, those rumors about them are all the result of summarization and speculation from a few words, and there is no clear record of how they were actually born.

Their strength is undeniable, she has fought with the Primal Life, she has no doubts about her defeat at the time, and she has never found the possibility of her victory after that. She may be much stronger than her past self in terms of ability, experience, and equipment, but the gap between her life and the body is still not filled.

He knew very well that he felt that the knife-like weapon with mechanical structure in his hand could be relied on, but it was actually an illusion, a mirage that he saw when he was in a desperate situation in the desert and longed to seek a life-saving straw. She forcibly made herself believe that as long as she held the knife-like weapon in her hand, she still had a chance, even if it was a thousandth or a thousandth chance, she believed that only by convincing herself in this could she not collapse in this battle, however, the cruel reality repeatedly reminded her that all this was just her own illusion, and she who tried to believe in the illusion was just an ignorant delusion.

His behavior seemed calm and decisive, but through the helmet mask, the expressionless face, and the depths of the seemingly calm eyes, complex and tangled emotions and hearts kept rolling. It's just that this boiling thoughts and emotions did not make her behave in a disorderly state, and after relying on the effectiveness of the protective suit to enter an extraordinary state, she felt as if she had been injected with some kind of euphoria hormone, in a mixture of nightmare and sobriety, in that boundless frightening hallucination, she was becoming extraordinarily powerful, at least in terms of combat.

The attack of the physical life was so fast that it was impossible to see it at all, and it could only rely on intuition to swing the knife-like weapon in his hand, relying on the wonderful mechanical structure to create a buffer. What she heard was the dull sounds and clanging sounds produced when the two sides collided, her body constantly retreating and rotating, and every angle was pushed by the protective suit, so that she could not tell whether it was she who drove the protective suit or the protective suit that was pulling her. And he is both like the person who controls the puppet and like the puppet itself. The impact stabilized after reaching a certain value, and in the next two seconds, he took a total of more than thirty attacks, but he felt like he was about to get used to it.

However, when she had such a thought, a light voice rang out sharply, and she was about to adjust her body from the attack from her side, but immediately she felt like her thighs were piercing. The sensation became deep, burning, and painful in the next fraction of a second, as if the muscle had been broken, and the energy was rapidly draining from the wound, making her right foot weak. Before she realized what was happening, she didn't even have the slightest sense of shock, as if she had known that there would be such a moment, no, rather, even if it wasn't now, it would be the next second, in short, a wound of this magnitude would definitely appear, even so, because her body suddenly lost its balance, so it was impossible to completely catch another blow from the oncoming one.

This time, the screen of the helmet clearly shows the figure of the enemy. A primal being, holding the same knife-like weapon in his hand, but rather than looking like a machine, but more like a "short knife" made entirely of constructs, without any mechanical structure or any visible anomalous features. Although it is described as a "short knife", the length of this knife-like weapon is even longer than the knife-like weapon in the hand of the protective suit, and it is only because the length of the limbs of the body holding it is also deformed, that the weapon it is holding is just a "short knife".

The humanoid silhouette of this physical creature is so slender and emaciated, as if the bones are exoskeletons, and the whole person is made up of inches of bones stacked like fish scales, and all the details show that it is not human. However, this deformed and grotesque body in the eyes of the human eye is too agile, and even if it has turned to the front of the body, it is difficult for the body to detect the details of its every move through the observation system of the protective suit.

On the screen, warnings keep popping up, and the suit's system has begun to apply the suggestions given by the support program, but it is still unresponsive to the elemental life. Before the protective suit was adjusted and the reaction became clear, the body life was already like a ghost, and it turned an angle again, and the twisted arm took the short knife made of the structure, and it also followed a strange trajectory, and the knife-like weapon in the hand passed by.

The world in her eyes slowed down further, her movements were as difficult as moving in water, she saw the sparks from the weapons of both sides, and felt the mechanical transmission slow down the impact, but she couldn't get her whole body out of the shadow of the blade. At the same time as she had a thought of "can't be avoided", the refreshing and strange slash severed her right arm.

At the same time, another blast erupted from a farther distance, hitting the flank of the helmet at the same time as the helmet screen listed the values. The heavy attack did not tear her body, but it made her whole guts twitch, and the force even rushed up her stomach and throat, and then into every one of her nerves, making her feel the whole world roaring, vomiting and pain following her, and then, her feet flew off the ground - like sharp arrows, and then crashed into the invisible wall in midair, and the whole person seemed to stick to it, paused, and then bounced and fell.

She still hadn't been able to escape from the enemy's encirclement with this attack, and on all sides of her, it seemed that it had long since become an invisible prison. She wasn't unconscious, as sharp needles had been inserted into her veins as she was in pain, and the suit's emergency life-support system worked as it was designed to do. The scorching, viscous sensation of magma flowed along the veins to every part of the body, and the pain was masked by the scorching heat, and the next moment, the scorching heat was masked by more intense pain.

When they fell to the ground, they curled up on the ground and trembled, not because of fear, but because of unbearable pain. The more painful she was, the more conscious she became, the injury to her right foot, the severed right arm, there was already a detailed report on the screen, and at the same time, the recommendations for action against the report had been completed. The drug injected into her body gave her greater mobility, and although she didn't know exactly what it was or how it worked, it was empirically unlikely that the drug would last long, and the consequences would be severe.

There was no choice, or, in terms of reaction, it may have been the result of the system of protective clothing, but it was also a choice made by her own heart. The battle wasn't over yet, and she pulled a smile at the corner of her mouth, like a detached and scarred wolf, pushed by the limits of her power shoes, and pounced on her right arm that was still flying in mid-air. She wanted to retrieve the knife-like weapon, and perhaps it was because the Primal Beings hadn't reacted to it, maybe they were careless, maybe they had other ideas, but anyway, when she grabbed the knife-like weapon with her left hand, no one could stop her in time.

Before the severed right arm completely fell to the ground, the body life attracted it to his side out of thin air and grabbed it in his hand. And she kept rolling on the ground, and a series of vaguely visible bundles of distorted air chased after her, leaving thick fist holes on the platform, this attack was much stronger than the previous attack on her right foot, but she still felt that the two were the same form of attack, and they were also initiated by the same elemental life - the helmet screen had locked on the elemental life, similar to the elemental life holding the construct's knife, this elemental life was also a deformed and strange human form, from head to face to feet, all of which have large and small protrusions that look like screws, as if they are assembled by these screws. Even so, it's hard to really treat the other person as if they were the machines of their own common sense, and who knows if the protrusions that look like screws are a kind of outward decoration, have some kind of meaning, or really have some peculiar function.

Attacks fired from its direction did not have a distinct launch port, and appeared to form in front of it, followed by a straight line. But because of the straight line, he dodged it, although it looked very embarrassed. She didn't know if the Primal Life was playing tricks on its prey, but she had to fight until death came.

Now, she had no hope for reinforcements with little hope. Or, from the beginning, she didn't expect reinforcements to arrive in time, and with the number of physical lives in front of her, even the most powerful of those outsiders would certainly not be a match. This is not something that can be encountered under normal circumstances, nor is it an amount that can be solved by normal means.

What are the physical beings seeking, on the way to transport those who are wrapped in cocoons, and at the same time that they are willing to give up this task and Qiqi to encircle and suppress themselves, Mi also makes her own judgment: these physical beings want to seek something in themselves, but she does not know what it is.

If only he knew, he would not hesitate to destroy himself along with that thing, however, without knowing it, "death" itself is not the best way to deal with the problem, or even the way to deal with it at all. In the mystery of the Ruling Bureau, in the mystery of the outsider, there is a way to find what you want from "death". Death is nothing but a critical state for mystery, a difficult meaning, a secret process, but in a sense, it is more open than "living", and the secrets that were once kept because they were "alive" will overflow bit by bit in "death".

There is a proverb among the aborigines that in the gray mist, even "death" itself will decay, and the decay will return to the living in a way that is abhorrent and feared.

Therefore, he never believed that death was the end.

I can't die, but I can't find a way to live, and the meaning of the battle itself seems to be only the battle itself, and I feel that my body and brain seem to be torn apart by the hot, painful, and crazy feelings, emotions, and thoughts. In just one second, she dragged her mutilated body again to dodge twenty-eight attacks that seemed to be fatal if she couldn't dodge, but she felt that these primal beings had already judged that she would definitely be able to dodge them. Perhaps there is evidence for this thought, and the evidence is that he moves, and once again falls into the range of the lanky body life with the short knife of the construct.

This time, he discovered something he hadn't noticed before: on the scaly-covered body of this primitive life, there were some strange cross-like lines, some arcs without edges, which were clearly different from the angular circuit patterns in the style of the Domination Bureau. These crosses and arcs have a vague meaning, and they can even be felt, and this meaning will be reflected when the opponent's short knife causes damage. There was a hazy impression unfolding in Ki's mind, and that was "The Executioner".