I suddenly came to my senses, and there was a burning pain in my wrist. I wasn't very awake, it was like I had forgotten something in my dream, and when I opened my eyes, I saw a different pair of eyes. Mae sat across from me and stared at me, and for a moment I felt like I had been freed from her deep, dark eyes. After a while, the image of Dorothy being eroded and alienated came to mind again, but the environment at that time did not match this time at all. I fixed my eyes and observed the surrounding scene, which was a closed room, windowless, and the door was locked, and the door was intertwined with thick chains, fastened with huge locks. The other end of the chain stretched all the way to the side of the wall, sinking into the wall little by little, spreading out in the form of a light loop.

The floor, walls, ceilings, and even tables and chairs are covered in these light-like circuits, which feel more like they are "locked". The scene was harsher than the memory - memory, yes, memory, and I suddenly realized that this room was the conference room where the four of them had been negotiated. I'm in this room right now, not on the road outside leading to the makeshift camp workshop. The encounter with Dorothy, which still had a strong impression a moment ago, seemed like a dream at this moment.

I had a dream? I didn't get out of the enclosed conference room that was riveted them? I rubbed my face vigorously, there was no doubt that I didn't leave the conference room for now, but what happened to Dorothy shouldn't have been a dream, otherwise where did the magic pattern on my wrist come from? I stared at the three prismatic patterns, the touch of the moment I had gripped Dorothy in the palm of my hand. The temperature, the touch, is quite real.

However, I can't explain why I suddenly "woke up" in this room. It is as if the situation of detention has not changed. I unconsciously looked at the gate, where the seal was even tighter than the last time I was trapped here, and Egawa didn't open the door and walked in. Jiangchuan ...... Dorothy ...... I read their names in my mind and looked at Mae again—she had been staring at this side since then, her posture unchanged. I couldn't tell what she was trying to say from her eyes, only that "she was staring at me" was certain.

To be honest, it was indeed a bit creepy to be stared at by her without blinking. Of course, she is beautiful, but her whole body exudes a large number of indescribable, dark and negative things, which somewhat cancel out the attractiveness of her beautiful appearance. Instead, it produces a chilling contrast.

I loved her, even as she was, even though in the depths of my instincts, the trembling of fear remained, but I was sure that I loved her intensely. Perhaps, it is this kind of love. So I can look her in the eye.

It's just that even if you continue to look at her. She didn't mean to speak, and I don't even think that her mind was in the current situation. What was she thinking, had she done anything to me before, had the situations I had encountered, had they really happened...... These questions. I can't expect to get an answer from her.

In any case, if I treat this as a "fait accompli", it seems that I have never been able to get out of this mysteriously sealed conference room, but I have regained the magic pattern. This is also some good news.

I'm still worried about Dorothy, I can't take her appearance as a pure dream. The situation in Egawa is similar. Although, in that dreamlike encounter, Dorothy mentioned that the so-called "Egawa" was just a trap she had set up.

Things are very weird and complicated, and I can't help but wonder if my time has "jumped back" to the moment when I was imprisoned in the conference room, and at this moment, the appearance of Egawa and Dorothy is a story that has not yet happened.

Thinking of Zhen Jiang's gaze, and the feeling of detachment from her eyes when she was first "awakened", I can't help but feel that this qiē weirdness is all done by "Jiang".

"What time is it?" I asked Mae, but I didn't expect to get an answer, so I took my pocket watch and checked it. In fact, Mae didn't say a word, just leaned back in the chair slightly, chirping and muttering words that no one could understand.

I checked the time, compared with the time when the rivet and the others left, and realized that the time between the closure of the room and my sudden awakening was much shorter than the time it took to remember the series of events from the time the two of them left the room to Dorothy was defeated. It also means that even if Jiang Chuan and Dorothy really appeared, at this moment, because of the abnormal situation, it was just a dream. The only thing that can verify its authenticity is the magic pattern that has resurfaced on my wrist.

I took Dorothy's Pattern and became a Messenger of the Pattern again. When he met Dorothy, the inferences he made were still vivid. Perhaps, Takakawa, who uses the "Demon Pattern", and Takakawa, who uses the "Electronic Demon", is very different. If the acquisition of the "electronic demon" is due to the control of the "virus", then the regaining of the "magic pattern" means that the "Jiang" counterattacks.

However, now that he has re-established himself as a third-level Demon Emilike, the next thing should be much easier.

I only judged the current situation for a moment, and I didn't hesitate any longer, and the knife-like critical weapon in my hand once again sent out a vibration that seemed to tremble even in space.

Whatever the case may be, all I have to do is get out again. I don't know what kind of anomaly will happen after this departure, and if there will be another end point for me to return to my current state of confinement. However, the magic pattern on the wrist is not an illusion. And you can't start anything without leaving here.

I stretched out my left hand to hold Mae and swung my sword-like critical weapon towards the gate with my right hand. The shockwave, which was so violent that it was visible to the naked eye, distorted everything in front of me, and when it came with a bang, I had already performed a quick sweep, shuttling through the fragments of the caving structure. In the blink of an eye, he was outside the door, and the mysterious expert in charge of guarding the place froze in a state of shock. He didn't seem to have imagined that such a strong attack would erupt directly in the cell, so that he didn't react immediately - in fact, even if it was unexpected, the instinct of the mysterious expert would cause them to react by inertia. However, even if this reaction is fast, it still has no advantage in the face of my speed-skimming super. I will be quicker at any "movement" that I choose as a reference.

Faster than the speed of thinking.

Reacts faster than instinct.

Faster than bioelectricity transmission in nerves.

I stood behind the Mystery Expert, and then behind the second Mystery Expert. In turn, they came behind each of the mysterious experts who walked through the passage, and only after I left did they be thrown into the air and smashed against the walls around them. I didn't kill them, but I didn't show any mercy in the attack, and the strength of this Las Vegas special operations force is not the slightest bit in front of me. I'm going to do something that will ruin the plan that everyone has worked so. Once they reacted, I was the one who needed to escape. And before they react, it is absolutely necessary to take advantage of the absolute advantage in speed and try to reduce the gap caused by the accumulation of people.

It never occurred to me that I should fight against hundreds of mysterious experts at once on a frontal battlefield. As a teammate, I've already set myself up what I want to do. Sue sù riveted them, this kind of Cheng dù is above board. It's already the limit of what I can do. Compared to them, Hakkei and Sakiya's side are more important, and this is a conclusion that can be reached without thinking. This purely emotional bias is not the work of the hero, but it doesn't matter. I can't be a hero to everyone, that's why I want to be a hero to everyone.

My mind is clear, my purpose is clear, and I have enough awareness. There was no hesitation or uneasiness. I do my best to do what I can and what I think I should do, and I don't have any confusion when it comes to acting.

So, there is no need to kill excessively, and there is no need to show mercy to your subordinates. I walk the line between my companion and my enemy, I wander on positive and negative sensibilities, I gallop, I attack, and I take down any companion who will become an enemy along the way. As I walked through the passage where the conference room was located, and came out of the street, the shock wave caused by the knife-shaped critical weapon had already lifted the building structure within more than fifty meters of the straight line. The tremendous movement, and the time it would take to defeat all the occult experts in the passage, had made the occult specialists outside barely react.

Unlike the mystical experts in the passage, who didn't have time to unravel the mystery, there were at least ten mystical experts moving at a slow pace as I ran down the street. My speed is very fast, and it indirectly proves that their speed is also very fast, and my slowness compared to others, compared to others, is the embodiment of high-speed nature superpower.

Moreover, their speed is still increasing, and the three of them have a wonderful way, and in a few blinks of an eye, they suddenly close the distance between them and me—that kind of flashing phenomenon, naturally, in addition to "speed", there are other superpowers of zài, such as the ability to involve space. In addition to these ten, in my relative velocity observation, which is in a state of acceleration activity, other mysterious experts who seem to have no reaction also have their own ways of coping.

It was different from the seven mysterious experts who were defeated in the passage. Although there is no obvious difference in the distance between the cell and the passage, between the cell and the street in high-speed movement, and the time required to get from here to there, even a small difference will bring about a qualitative change in the situation due to the more diverse mysteries brought about by a greater number of occult experts.

After all, for many occult experts, releasing their mysteries is like breathing, as long as a little time is enough to protect themselves. There are not a few mysteries with the nature of "high speed", and every mysterious expert who can survive until now is aware of the threat of "high speed", and thinks and integrates a set of suitable ways to deal with it.

The rout of the mysterious experts in the passage was only a temporary mutation, exceeding their limits - but it can only be said that their luck was not good. In terms of speed, it is extremely rare to completely break through the limit of a mysterious expert, and make the opponent unable to complete the resistance, which is converted into the intensity of the mysterious event, and it is also a situation where the average chance of encountering is less than one percent in the record of the network ball.

Invisible high-speed corridors zigzag past every mysterious expert on the street. I galloped through this passage, in the same way, to complete the rapid attack on the three mysterious experts, but in the body of the fourth mysterious expert, the effect of resistance began to appear. The fourth occult expert didn't have time to make any moves, but. When I hit him with a knife-like critical weapon that stopped activating, I didn't feel the force at all, and taking advantage of the speed difference, I spun to his side and hit him in the knee before he could make a move. Only then was it determined that his body had been completely alienated.

If it weren't for that, the human body would never feel the same as soft mud.

When the third blow began, he had already raised his hands as if he wanted to hold his head in passive defense, but the knife-like critical weapon still passed through his hands under the effect of the speed difference. Hit him in the back of the head, this time, the sensation of the blow finally appeared, but, weakened to this kind of Cheng dù, it was absolutely impossible to cause serious injuries to him. While his body was barely tilting, I had already passed past the other three mysterious experts again, and pulled off three successful combos.

on this street. There are eighteen more mysterious experts who can be observed by chain judgments. The road here is a section of the road that leads to the temporary camp workshop. Some people are manipulating the six-legged armed machinery to move materials, and most of the others are busy with the affairs of the workshop, so the number of mysterious experts is relatively dense. The trouble that I had been prepared for by the numerical superiority of the Mystic Specialists arose when I defeated the seventh Mystic Specialist on the street route.

The next target is still ten meters away. The mysterious expert who was speeding up the movement was still twenty meters away, within a radius of ten meters around him, and he did not sense the presence of the attacker, but the attack did come. Moreover, it cannot be observed with the naked eye. It was only when the anomaly occurred that a warning signal came from the battle intuition.

Following my instincts, I abruptly changed my course and slid sideways. A deep pit with a diameter of one meter suddenly appeared on his original landing spot, as if it had been bitten hard by some transparent monster.

Until this time, I was still unable to observe or perceive the users of this mysterious power.

In the battle between the occult experts, the difference in speed is generally reflected in the difference between the speed of instinctive reaction and the speed of action, and most of the time, instinct reacts faster than consciousness, and can be completely synchronized with sudden situations by default, even beyond the speed of light, even before the situation has even begun. However, even if the instinct reacts, it takes a short period of time to execute this reaction into a specific action, and this time is what "agile" represents, and the more agile the person, the shorter this period of time is, however, for the mysterious expert with the mysterious nature of high speed, this execution time is the real sense of high-speed utility embodiment time. Most of the time, the high-velocity nature mystery can magnify this period of time—no matter how brief it may seem—to an extremely long time.

My Speed Sweep Super is also in line with this rule, even though the Speed Sweep Super is "relatively fast", but this property is a way to increase speed, not a way to use it. However, the ability to use instinct to react to the time interval between the execution of an action is more advantageous than most of the mysteries of the high-speed nature, and this advantage is entirely due to the nature of "speed" itself.

It is precisely because the speed sweep super is also a kind of mystery embodied in speed, so its strengths and weaknesses are also fully in line with the definition of "speed", and it is also limited to the definition of "speed". From this point of view, the Swift Sweep Super is a rather rigid force. For cases that transcend, or simply do not fall within the definition of the concept of "speed", it is no more effective than other mysteries.

This attack, without warning, was outside the scope of the definition of the concept of "speed". Even if it's just the first attack, I've already felt that it doesn't have a process. The piece of land that was "eaten" did not have the process of "being eaten", to be precise, the piece of land "disappeared in the shape of being eaten". Without a process, it is an extremely obvious and generally highly resistant case to the capabilities of a high-speed nature. Although, it will not necessarily have the upper hand in the face of "high speed", it will not be suppressed by "high speed" either.

The enemy's body is unknown, and it is not certain which mysterious expert is within the range of the chain determination to release this mysterious guy. This ability is highly concealed and highly mysterious when activated. My speed-skimming superpower didn't allow my instincts to react to the execution of the action, but only bought me a relative extension of this time. This also means that if I hadn't been in a quick raid mode, I could have been seriously injured or even killed by the time difference between the instinctive reaction and execution of the mysterious expert's first blow.

There is no mystery of the "process", it is always full of special flavor and lethality. The mysterious experts with this power are not the team members I know. There were too many members of the Las Vegas Special Operations Force, and the time to act was in a hurry, and we, who had gathered on the fly, did not have much time to get to know the others. Moreover, in the process of executing the plan, I was caught up in the repeater trap world ahead of schedule and left the team.

Although I don't know each other, it is also expected that there are mysterious experts in the team who have this kind of high-intensity mystery. I wasn't flustered or surprised by the blow. When he decided to tell the truth and resolutely carry out his plan, it was expected that he would encounter such a powerful mystical expert as soon as he was released from his cage.

Although I have lost my mysterious power in front of Rivet, for Rivet and others, this "loss of power" situation is probably an "unnecessary consideration" factor in a short period of time. If it were me, I would also treat a person who used to be a third-level demonic emissary but had a "loss of power" in this complicated and mysterious situation, as a third-level emissary.

I'm not sure if this mysterious expert, who is full of "high-speed" in terms of ability effect, is an observer deliberately arranged by Rivet and others, but since it is necessary to break through to the workshop no matter what, such a mysterious expert will appear in front of him sooner or later. He is here now, not too early, but rightfully so.

Despite being targeted, I still don't feel like I've fallen behind. For me, relying on the Quick Sweep Super melee attack is just an ordinary combat method, but this is not what I am best at. After all, compared to Tomie's martial arts talent, my attacks at close range were extremely frequent and monotonous, just using "speed". In comparison, my best attack is, of course-

The revolver fell from my sleeve, it wasn't a weapon I brought out of the cyberball, and it wasn't technically a mysterious artifact, but it was just the loot I got from the mercenaries during the toilet tale incident. However, as far as conventional thermal weapons are concerned, this pistol is still very powerful, has a long range, and is the best for some of the more powerful mercenaries who have a special penchant for "high-powered pistols". It's much more powerful than the revolver I used when I first stepped into the mystical circle.

Model: M600

The full length of the gun is 480 mm, the barrel is 270 mm, and the height is 165 mm; Empty gun mass 2.32 kg.

Caliber fourteen mm, maximum reload of five rounds.

Equipped with one conventional warhead, two types of special warheads.

However, even a conventional warhead can kill an elephant with a single shot.

Ammunition remaining: 100 rounds.

Actually, I don't quite understand why the mercenary would have so many bullets for such a high-powered pistol. As far as I know about conventional battlefields, the chances of this pistol being able to use up one in ten are very small. However, in the current situation, with enough ammo, you can also fight an unconventional battle.

The number of opponents is only eighteen, which is enough to count those who have strengthened defense capabilities against conventional large-caliber thermal weapons. The superpower of the Mystic Expert, unless it is the type of defense that has no dead ends all the time, is full of weaknesses to me. Because—

"My bullets don't have dead ends." (To be continued......)