I think that the super giant magic circle in front of me is a progressive ritual, but I am not sure which of the rituals that appeared in the events I have experienced is the beginning of the whole progressive ritual. Although judging from the superficial representation, it seems that the rituals that took place on this peninsula can be limited, but the scale of the ritual in front of us is far beyond expectations, and the sacrifice ceremony in the deep night still makes people wonder whether the sacrificial ceremony is the beginning of the whole progression. I have other ideas, and there are a few clues that are enough to make people think about it.

For example, on the way to the peninsula, I encountered many of the participants in the seminar, including a battle that also involved the alienation of Youjiang in the middle of the battle, in which I played a marginal supporting role, but even so, there were still some suspicious situations.

Another example is the last stop before arriving on the peninsula, where legends about the peninsula are spread in the dock town, and there are even ritualized customs and scenes in the mainland. Although we didn't notice any more weirdness at the time, and there were no casualties, maybe it was just because we didn't get to the heart of the whole ritual, maybe something had already happened in a corner of town, and even the mere "word of mouth" of the message could be seen as a sign. Mystery and occultism are not exactly equated, but mystery can indeed manifest various legends in the occult as similar phenomena. In the occult, "rumors" often become "strange stories", and new strange stories will grow from old strange stories, and this continuity is often the basis for the existence of certain rituals, and the basic link for the emergence of mysterious phenomena.

The mere transmission of strange tales can become part of certain rituals in the mystical powers, and this situation is not nonsense in the mystical circle.

Think farther away. Since the super-huge magic array at this time was made of black water, why couldn't the foundation of the birth of black water be regarded as the origin of the entire progressive ritual? Since Blackwater can be regarded as a vicious change in the Electro Demon Emissary, then, the creation of the Electro Demon Emissary is even in the entire Repeater World. The birth of the electronic demon system cannot be regarded as the beginning of the current ritual. If this is the case, the fact that the situation has developed to this point is itself a reflection of the meticulous planning and execution ability of the mysterious organizations of all parties.

It's an interlocking project, in which there seem to be countless possibilities, seemingly multiple subversions, and even the "deviation" of the torchlight can theoretically have a negative impact. However, the super giant magic array in front of him is already stating the fact that the entire plan has been effectively executed by all parties trying to attack the Las Vegas repeater. And got the initial expected effect. The possibilities that existed, and the deviations that have always existed, have generally failed to hinder the plan.

At least, for now, it's a sense of "everything is in plan".

It's incredible. Whether it is on the side of the Nazis or on the side of the mysterious organizations of all parties, even at the height of the conflict, they can still ensure the realization of their plans to a minimum. Whether it is an enemy or one's own people, whether it is a vicious deviation or the possibility of malice. What can be used is used.

Although I emotionally disagree with their rational and cold approach of "consuming resources" for the entire repeater, I really can't find a better way, let alone the best of both worlds, just from a rational point of view. I couldn't do what they did, even if I was mentally prepared for it. But the emotional non-acceptance will probably still make me abandon the most rational and cruel practices at critical moments, and in the end, failure seems inevitable.

At the moment, it seems that there is still a situation with the Nazis, and there is no doubt that these mysterious organizations are the most professional. The most rational and cruel way to get it. And the implementation of my plan, to a certain extent, also depends on the situation in front of me, and from this point of view, I have no position to criticize the other side.

Therefore, I can only be silent. I was never a hero, neither the strength nor the strength to be a hero. My sensibility always tends to be beautiful, and beauty is always like brittle porcelain. The motivation for my actions is emotional, and of course it is extremely fragile. I can grieve, cry, hate, repathetic, stop by action or oppose with words, but these emotions and actions cannot be expressed in the most righteous and stern manner.

I can't answer the question, "If you don't do this, then what is the right thing to do, how can you guarantee this right victory and keep everyone alive?" "Such a question.

Although I have a good wish, I can't find a way to realize it, and when others break this good wish with practical actions, I don't have the power to actually stop this destruction. I've always felt like a clown, but the truth always says to me: not like, but just.

But even so, you can't just do nothing just because you're a clown, can you? If you will make yourself sad and cry, disgusted and hateful, you have to stop it, whether it is successful or not, and no matter what you look like in the eyes of others. At least you can save the people around you, and you can save the people you love, which is also a kind of comfort. And if you don't do anything, you won't become a clown, but on the other hand, isn't it "not as good as a clown"?

My mood is so complicated and tangled, my thoughts are like wild horses that have escaped from the wild, and it is difficult for my heart to relax. For me, thinking about such a complex and tangled thing every moment is, of course, painful, exhausting, and more terrifying, it is not "uncontrollable". On this peninsula, when facing the moon god and the alienated right river that devoured the moon god, this expansion of thinking and emotions is more intense than before, I don't know how many times, making people feel that they are hovering on the verge of despair and madness at every moment - this is the embodiment of the mysterious power of the enemy, a kind of erosion of emotions and thinking.

This squeezing and swelling of the mind is a thousand times more painful than the physical pain. Sometimes, I even have a masochistic idea that the physical damage has calmed the mental pain.

Violent fluctuations in the mind, spirit, emotions, and thinking that make it difficult to concentrate, but. This is another battle where if you don't pay attention, you can easily die. It's not just me, I think the mysterious experts who are still fighting today are in the same situation. From this point of view, this irresistible erosion of consciousness and mind is an important reason for the massive attrition of mystical experts in a short period of time.

Maybe. The advantage I have over other occultists is that because I have been in this negative state in the past, even if this negative state suddenly spikes, it is easier to adapt and more tolerant than other occult experts. This battlefield mode, in which the negative state of consciousness is always imposed, is the one I am most familiar with.

Away from 10,000 meters away, the spread of the super giant magic array has slowed down considerably. There was a haze in the pillar of light that pierced the sky. I can't see what is happening, but the power released by the violent collision can be experienced firsthand, and it is completely possible to identify what kind of force is colliding from my own state, and vaguely judge the state of the two sides of the collision from it - the alienated Youjiang has not broken away from the magic array, and the effect of the magic array is not to directly attack or contain the alienated Youjiang. Although the Alienated Right River did not break away from it, it also seemed to prove that this magic array was not completely ineffective against the Alienated Right River. But. But it can make people intuitively feel that the magic array is used for some other purpose.

However, even the most conservative estimates cannot be considered to be the disadvantage of the alienated right river. Even, it is impossible to think that the alienated Youjiang does not have the ability to break away from this magic array, so he can only imagine it. Alienated Youjiang did not take the initiative to break away from the magic array because of some personal reasons.

Although I have named the word "alienation", her own form is "humanoid", which is also different from other final weapons. This is the basis for my conclusion that she carried out her own ideas, not exactly those of the Nazis.

To observe and understand the world from the level of consciousness, the "human form" itself is an attribute, a characteristic, a meaning and a unique form of expression. Even if it is a monster, some unique things that the "human form" possesses will still be reflected in the alienated Youjiang, not only in the body structure, but also in terms of personality, consciousness and ideas.

I hugged Jiang Chuan tightly, staring at the outline in the pillar of light without blinking. The contours that can be directly seen by the naked eye, as well as the interlocking judgment observations within the limits of the body, sketch a changing image in the mind with an extremely rough line - it seems to be a building, and there are some strange human figures, not just a human form such as the alienated Youjiang, but a plural of human forms, gradually evolving into a situation of confrontation with the alienated Youjiang.

The area wrapped in the pillar of light is like the inherent barrier of the previous river. However, what are those humanoids entangled with the alienated Right River? Is it a self-propelled humanoid weapon born from a magic circle? Is this magic circle a summoning magic circle? When such a thought arises, my intuition seems to be partially correct, but it is not more than that.

On the other side, after the pillar of light pierced through the sky, there was also a huge silhouette that seemed to be squeezed out of the darkness in the huge and deep black vortex giant hole left behind. The dark depths were like an incomparably strong membrane, and the thing tried to stretch it open, but it was clinging to it, outlining a vague outline. However, this membrane already gives people a feeling that it is close to the limit, and it may burst at any time.

“…… It's the Ruling Bureau. Jiang Chuan's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

I couldn't help but snort. The squeeze in my mind was still severe when I woke up from the rambling thoughts and the swelling emotions, but in the midst of this squeezing, I felt that the joyful part was swelling faster than the other emotions. I seemed to hear other sounds, but the hallucinatory, cacophony of voices didn't distract me.

I lowered my head and saw Jiang Chuan's familiar face - how long had I been separated from her? It feels like a long time, and I can't remember the exact number of days, but the actual number of days is definitely not the word "long". I almost thought that I had forgotten what she looked like, and that I had only used my own imagination to make up for the impression she had left in my mind, but when I saw her again at this moment, I only felt that she had not changed from what I remembered.

"Is that you? Egawa. "I couldn't help but be in a trance.

"Yes, master." Egawa looked me in the eye calmly and said, "I'm back." ”

Yes, it's the voice, the expression, the look, the look and the figure -- there's nothing strange about it.

I stroked her face, my fingers slid over her soft, smooth hair that didn't look like human tissue at all, perfectly fitting my personal aesthetic measurements, and feeling the warmth and softness of my skin that made people unable to find blemishes. Even if you don't have to walk consciously, it seems that you can see through the eyes of her inner thoughts, and there is a simple and stubborn charm. However, it is this kind of simplicity and perfection that seems to have reached the extreme of human beings that makes people feel that all this is "fake". It is a kind of beauty created in numerical proportions, a natural birth and growth situation, absolutely non-existent, and only for the sensual perfection of a certain person or certain people.

I hadn't noticed it before, or rather, didn't care about it, but when I saw her again, it was so intense.

However, I am not at all averse to this artificial sensory perfection. Or rather, whether she is like this or not has nothing to do with whether I want to see her or not.

She used to exist with me, and she used to turn this way of being into a kind of inertia, even if she disappeared for a while, and the inertia seemed to disappear, but when she reappeared, the feeling of inertia resurfaced from the body, without the slightest weakening.

The Mercenary Guild designed the "Perfect Warrior Project" with reference to the "ultimate weapon", which ultimately failed. Constructed in the plan, it was eventually distributed for free to certain mysterious experts in the Las Vegas Repeater Strategy Group as a failure. Among the ten most powerful androids, number 004, is a female mercenary named "Jiangchuan" by me after being eroded by "Egawa". A doll that stays by my side in search of its own meaning, and ends in the "script" designed by Dorothy, which ends in disappearance. Now, once again, under unpredictable circumstances, it has returned to me.

No matter how much conspiracy there is behind it, the fact that she is still alive is enough to make me feel heartfelt joy.

"Welcome back." (To be continued.) )