Even if the blindfold is removed, the exposed face is still not clear whether it is a man or a woman, strictly speaking, with the goose-egg-shaped face, the proportion of facial features looks very delicate, if you dress up as a man, you will be considered a handsome boy, and if you wear women's clothes, you will not feel that she is a boyish girl. Its bust size is large, but it is not particularly upright under the restraint of the restraint suit, and the feeling between the breasts and the pectoral muscles makes it even more certainous of its gender. So, until this time, I still prefer to refer to this guy with a neutral "it".

I'm not sure if it's human.

It looks like a human being, but it doesn't have the characteristics of human physiology, thinking patterns, consciousness and cognition in the interior, and I've encountered it in the past. What's more, it is clear that all of my physiology and thinking have human characteristics, and there is nothing wrong with my behavior, but the reason for its existence is that it is strange, and this situation has always existed around me.

Tomie and Saoe are human forms that can hardly be considered aliens, and both in thinking and acting are between "powerful women", "beautiful women" and "mysterious experts", but they are not abrupt among human beings. However, because it involves "Jiang", it cannot be regarded as a pure human being.

Of course, Zhenjiang and Alienated Youjiang are more inclined to "patients" and "aliens" than "people". Even so, when they really show that side, the feeling of "alienation" is not very strong.

With the above "river" as a comparison, the thing in front of me may look like a person rather than a person, and this feeling becomes more and more intense.

The pace of the battle was fast.

My attack, the opponent's explosive all-round counterattack, I retreated and turned back. A series of actions, from an outsider's point of view. I'm afraid it can only be described as "electric flint". My mind is far faster than my speed, and my speedstorm is now faster than its consciousness in front of me. If so, I have more time than the enemy in terms of brain turning. It's also understandable.

I even sometimes feel that "thinking" can grow in the same proportion as "quick sweeping", and it is also the most important part of my combat effectiveness.

time, it's like being extended.

Faster than other people's consciousness and reactions have also appeared in the past, but in the past it was only a general transcendence, and now it is the concept of "relatively faster". When I realized that I could do this, I understood the world. The people who can really overcome themselves have shrunk a big piece again.

If the "mystery" without the concept of speed cannot be accomplished at the synchronization of the "kinetic thought", no, it should be said, if it cannot be activated before the consciousness of "using the mystery" arises, the restraint of the speed sweep will be reduced to a limit that can almost be ignored.

What does it feel like?

Indescribable. It's also the first time I've been in such a state.

In the past, it was described as fast, so to speak, "than sound." faster than the light", but. Now I feel that such a description no longer applies.

The perception of the referent being "consciousness" is completely different from the referent being an "object", or even a certain "sound wave and light wave".

It's not just that things are moving outside the invisible swift passage, it's almost solidified. Instead, he suddenly realized that although in the battle, his thoughts were mixed and he thought about many things, but he came back to his senses. The qiē on the outside is still the same as before you started to "think", and you know deep down that your reference, the enemy, may not even be able to give birth to thoughts. In this way, the movement of things other than the reference becomes unimportant.

It's a very pertinent feeling.

It's like taking a photo, blurring the surrounding scenery to make the target stand out.

I could have done almost anything with this locked reference in this short period of time that I can't describe in detail, such as taking off its blindfold, tearing off its bindings, and more.

And the other party's physiology and psychology, when I did something to it, I'm afraid it didn't change at all.

At this time, I don't think about what kind of changes have happened to the surrounding things. All the attention is on the target.

It's weird, it's free, but it makes you feel a little scary and uneasy.

I didn't do much movement. It was tightly fastened with a one-piece restraint belt, and I didn't feel like I could tear my hands apart and see what was inside. So, just ripped off its blindfold.

Then, this relatively quick effect on consciousness is almost gone.

The perception of the surroundings has become extremely sensitive, and I can clearly feel that the phenomenon in the gray-black smoke is in a state of being about to erupt and not to occur. And its reaction returned to normal in an instant, and subconsciously made eye contact with me.

Among its delicate facial features, especially the "eyes" are the most eye-catching, is it because it is "eye-catching" that it is covered, or is it because it was covered before, so it now gives people a "eye-catching" feeling? I can't tell.

"Look into my eyes." Its eyes seemed to be speaking to me.

It is not surprising that since it is a strange being, and he deliberately wears an eye patch, of course, it will make people feel that these eyes are "very powerful" and full of "mysterious" power.

If you count "Jiang", my left eye is probably the same.

Because of this, the mystery of the eyes, for me, is not too cold.

No matter how "mysterious" its eyes are, whether it needs to be watched or not, my plan is to stare at its eyes before it can be executed.

Because, this is the "consciousness walking" given to me by the "river".

- Look into my eyes

At the same time, I said the same thing with my eyes.

There is no chance to speak at all, and it has been done in a single move.

From its pupils, I saw myself, I saw it in my own eyes, I saw it in my own eyes. It's like opening a door to consciousness.

There was a force pulling me in. Probably its power.

In the depths of its open world of consciousness, it exudes complex and extreme malice, even if it is just a glimpse, it is enough to make people feel cold in their hearts, and instinctively give birth to resistance.

It's just that. Compared with the chaotic and instinctive "sense of fear" brought by "Jiang", it can only be said to be "distinctive", not "stronger".

When it comes to the intensity of terror and malice, so far. I have never seen anything that can be compared to "virus" and "river".

I calmly walked on the road. It was like a light coming from behind, laying a band of light straight in front of me, and the further I went, the narrower and darker the band became, and this was the road. Beyond the band of light, there was darkness on both sides, as if there were a myriad of strange things that were about to stir up, just like the darkness I had encountered most often in the past.

Compared with past experiences, a qiē is a commonplace Cheng dù.

I didn't hesitate at all. Calmly go deeper. This kind of path reminds me of how I used the body of a sick boy to fight against monsters in the depths of the woods at night, who didn't know if they were hallucinations or real things. Everyone said it was just an illusion, and after that, I thought it was a hallucination, but when I was there. But I don't think it's an illusion that can be ignored. Both physically and mentally. They can't help but run and fight to save their lives.

Nowadays, I have experienced so many situations that seem to be explained by "hallucinations". I still don't think so, I can laugh it off.

My mood is calm, but only I understand. How cautious it is to be calm and calm.

Calmness and prudence are not conflicting.

In terms of my personal sense of time, I walked for about five minutes to reach the end of the path of light.

The width of the road was less than a meter left, and the darkness on both sides had a feeling of struggling to squeeze in. Moreover, I feel that there are countless hands in the darkness, which will reach into the path of light at any time, grab themselves, and pull them into the darkness.

It's just that even if I stopped, nothing like that happened. It's just that it feels very real, and it makes people's hearts tense.

At the end of the road is a large arched gate, but in terms of decoration, it looks like a torii gate of a shrine in Japan. There is a thick hemp rope connecting the columns, and the other end is submerged in the darkness, and the arched beam has a plaque in the center, so I can't see what is written, but I think there must be something. The overall material of the arch is extremely metallized, and there are a large number of moving gear levers on the surface.

Actually, because of speculation, this enemy is the identity of Area 51, so I was really surprised that there would be a "Japanese-style shrine" flavor. But if you feel it closely, it's not so much an "Asian occult style" as a "mixed taste", like a hamburger with a layer of rice cake filling, and the heaviest flavor is ham sausage and cheese.

It's weird.

I can even clearly feel that there is a prototype of the Heavenly Gate built by the Doomsday Shinrikyo in the "Heavenly Gate Project" in the past apocalyptic illusion.

In any case, the entrance in front of me, this door, what I want to express the most is probably the difference between "inside and outside".

Ordinary people may choose to turn around and go better, but I'm not sure if the darkness on both sides of the road will really engulf the returners once they turn back.

In addition, the light path under his feet also contracted and dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if a door behind him was closing, obscuring the light.

Every qiē change seems to be saying to me that there is no choice but to move forward.

I only stayed for three seconds before calmly walking in the door.

Then he saw the long staircase, and when he looked up and saw the end of the staircase, it was standing there, still wearing a restraint suit, and its eyes, which had been particularly striking and bright, had become deeper than the darkness around it, as if this concentration was due to the fact that the eyes were constantly absorbing the darkness around them.

That's not the human eye.

Once again, it shows that it is different from ordinary people.

I felt that the eyes were connected to hell, sucking the darkness and spitting out terrible monsters.

As soon as this feeling was generated, countless black waters poured out of her eyes, which at first looked like tears, but soon turned into waves of water that were enough to drown the steps, surging down.

I don't feel shaken or afraid.

I carefully identified the black water, and suddenly it felt that the water was originally clean and clear, but it was only because there were too many black things hidden in the water that the water turned black.

Those dark things are like ink spreading in water.

The real danger comes from them.

The crow is calling. My hand sank, and the suitcase KY3000 had been lifted. The chain verdict has unfolded, and the extent depicted is no different from what I see with the naked eye. The invisible high-speed passage spread forward, disconnected before it could make contact with the black water. And I leapt high at this breaking point, and the quark turned into a cloak and covered my body.

Then, like wings, the cloak unfurls.

I was suspended in mid-air, and the black water felt as if it had hit a reef, setting off a huge wave ten meters high.

High-velocity bullets were fired from the KY3000, tearing the waves apart and striking the steps, cutting a deep trench. The groove spreads upwards along the steps. It was where it was in a breath, and the area was completely covered by flying rubble and mist.

This qiē is like a pantomime, as if the sound is completely absorbed by the darkness.

Despite its momentum, it was no longer visible after the waves swept away the rubble. I don't think this is the end, on the contrary, the enemy attack has just begun.

Broken droplets splash in the air, time in a speeding mind. It seems to be still. When something black comes out of a drop of water, it is relative to this stillness. Full of rhythm and movement.

At first, it was like a thin thread, and then the black spread through the air, eventually turning into a cloud of black smoke.

The black smoke that emerges from each drop of water grows to the size of an adult in an instant. And the whole has only a face with a painful expression.

The face of black smoke.

Countless faces of black smoke emerge from countless splashes of water.

The next breath, all sides were occupied by these faces of black smoke, and darkness became their natural protective color, and at this moment. The path of light and the steps were gone. All that can be confirmed is the black water under his feet, and the face of black smoke on the water. It was impossible to see where their boundaries were, because, as far as the eye could see, the face of the black smoke of the Blackwater River had completely melted into the darkness.

Beneath the water, above the water, there is malice.

When it reappears, it seems to float on its back on the water, and it seems to be suspended in the air, and all it looks like is a reflection on the water.

When I looked up and looked up, the water was again in a huge wave, and the face of black smoke was coming from all directions.

The number is so huge that it seems that all the black smoke faces created by Area 51 are in this world of consciousness.

What happens when "faster than consciousness" is placed in the world of consciousness? What would it be like?

When I thought about it, KY3000 had already completed the reorganization of the Rubik's Cube, and it was heavy to go down, as if in this world of consciousness, it was also under the shackles of gravity, and it kept falling downward, colliding violently with the huge waves. At the same time, a barrage like fireworks erupted from the various launch ports of KY3000, and countless trajectory lines, in the chain judgment, penetrated the face of any black smoke that tried to approach.

This is a huge net of firepower, centered on itself, the closer you get, the denser the mesh becomes, and the more drastic the changes.

The great wave was struck head-on and shattered once more.

I saw it in the slow splashes of water. It disappeared from one droplet, then reappeared in another, and so on and so forth.

I realized that there was no process between its disappearance and its appearance.

Another impression from another Takakawa flashed in my mind - the lady in red? Goth girl? Maria?

The three seem to be different, but they are like the same zài. There are some strange impressions, the clearest impression is that she is the "human pillar" of the repeater in District 51.

And this way of moving without a process is another mysterious feature that impresses Takakawa the most.

Because there is no process, there is no benefit to any ability to move at high speeds.

However, it flashed in the water droplets, and its appearance was completely different from the impression of the lady in red.

Just similar abilities? I think so, but I feel that there must be a deep connection between them.

The Sector 51 Repeater, the Repeater Pillar "Maria in Red", the "Light Man" behind the Paris Chinese Strike Regiment, the "Black Smoke Face" in the depths of Nightmare Las Vegas, the "Child of Destiny" found by relying on the foreknowledge of the Mayne Prophet, and the face-to-face it - instead of assuming that they are unrelated to each other and independent high-end combat power, it is better to assume that they are actually different expressions of the same existence. It's like the same person wearing a mask and playing different roles.

Although there is no evidence, in my perception of District 51. I still think it's more reliable to think so.

Thoughts just flashed.

KY3000 shattered all the faces of black smoke that wanted to get closer, but it couldn't defend against the splash of water droplets, even if the water droplets were broken into mist, they were just a smaller droplet. Hidden in the droplets, it flashes irregularly, and comes to me with the droplets.

I didn't dodge.

Such a way of approaching. It's not fast for me.

Although the posture is weird, it is not without a way to deal with it.

The other Takakawa obviously left a deep impression on its mind, but if it copied the Red Maria's method against the other Takakawa, it would definitely reap the consequences.

Because, although I am also Takakawa, the difference in speed sweeping super power is quite large.

My high speed is not your average high speed.

Relatively fast, relatively quick-conscious. What does it feel like? I reached out and grabbed it by the neck at the same time it appeared behind me.

"That's it?" I asked.

Its dark eyes reveal the clearest emotion to date.

It seemed astonished that I was able to do this. Or, to my surprise, I didn't attack it directly, but just grabbed it by the neck in humiliation.

I don't know exactly what it thinks, but. It's a surprise feeling, and you can't go wrong.

It disappeared from my hands the next moment. But when it appeared in other directions, I was caught from behind again. It is true that there is no process for flashing, but when its consciousness changes, perhaps it should be said, the whole world of consciousness is its consciousness. Any change that occurs in this world can become a reference object that is "faster than consciousness", not just this anthropomorphic human gesture.

In the world of consciousness, faster than the master consciousness of this world of consciousness means. In my world, no phenomenon can arise faster than I can do - not even the "flash" without a process.

Indeed, in such a situation, no matter how many black smoke faces there are, it is useless, and the real thing to pay attention to is the need to prevent "conjunctions". If the surrounding attacks are like a package with no dead ends, then it is pointless to sweep quickly.

It chose the wrong attack. It tries to press my moving space with dense numbers, this idea is one-sided, if you really want to do it, just create a non-dead corner wrap that starts from the periphery and keeps shrinking towards me.

Just as Father Sissen once did, he pressurized the atmosphere in the area at the same time, and continued to oppress me in an attack mode with no dead ends. Even so, the whole process of compression contraction is still too slow. Although it did cause some hindrance to me at the time, if I put it now, I am afraid that I will cut off my head in the moment of pressure.

Compared with Father Sissen, its reactions and methods give people a sense of petty family. It's obviously in his own state of consciousness, but he doesn't have the feeling of "being able to control zhì a qiē" at all.

No, I'm afraid-

"Because of the existence of these smoky faces, you can't completely control your consciousness, right?" I asked with my back to it, standing behind it, and looking sideways.

"......" it was still silent. It is not clear whether it can speak or not.

However, both feelings and self-perception seem to be existing. So, it's a monstrous individual, not a battle golem.

"Sue me, who are you?" I asked, "Why are you attacking us?" ”

“…… Got it. It spoke suddenly, but instead of answering my question, "Smelled...... Very familiar taste. Prophecy, insertion, morphological adaptation...... Began to ...... "shattered voice, as if I couldn't speak the whole thing, but the mind seemed to be clear. The large amount of black smoke on it seems to have less effect than I think.

"The Lord of the Shadows...... Deduction...... reconstitute ......," it said.

I don't know what it's doing, but it must be what it does.

A familiar feeling grows from behind it. I turned around suddenly, and I saw that it was also slowly turning, and the body under the restraint suit and its facial features were constantly squirming and changing. Immediate, unfamiliar, somewhat familiar...... Some of the features were fixed little by little, and finally became a human form, which was very much like the woman I knew most and was most unfamiliar with.

"Mae?" (To be continued......)