From the beginning of the lifting of the alienated Youjiang, several confrontations before and after, hundreds of offensive and defensive switches, the total time did not exceed five seconds, and the moment I saw hope, I ended up with a total annihilation, this is the reality that I must face - although the alienated Youjiang has been estimated to be very strong, but in the actual battle, her strength is still beyond imagination. I believe that each of these mysterious experts has their own specialty, the mysterious power that can be observed and the mysterious power that cannot be observed, some strange items and special help, all of them add up to definitely not just one, the chaotic anomaly before, has been enough to prove that everyone hides more hole cards than on the surface, even so, including me, everyone dies to death, escape, head-on collision, only need to count the time in "seconds" to divide the winner, And the losers have always been those of us.

Among the mysterious experts who survived not long ago, there are more than ten people who can be observed and predicted, and the four people who blocked the alienated Youjiang head-on with me are doing the rest of the mysterious experts? I don't know, but if my actions with the rivet were seen as delaying time, we wouldn't have had more than a minute to gain in the end. Of course, I don't regret it, and I don't feel that I am asking for hardship, being used in vain, in the end, I still have to be responsible for my own plan, and now I think of these things, but because next, I have to face the pressure from the alienated Youjiang.

The unfamiliar mysterious expert was dismembered, the rivets were still breathing, and the connector didn't know whether they could continue to fight, and whether the latter two could continue to fight was not mentioned for the time being, if the alienated Youjiang wanted to put them to death, I don't think I could let them go. Rational judgment, of course. Of course, it is better to retreat early, although I don't know if the time is sufficient, but it is absolutely impossible for other mysterious experts to let the alienated Youjiang ignore it after I leave. But emotionally, even if the rivet and the connector are not friends, they may become enemies in the future. But letting the two of them die like this has never been a pleasant thing for me.

I've always been conflicted, I used to have a lot of friends, but now there aren't many, but when it comes to enemies, it's not always everywhere. More occult experts are always hovering between friend and foe for me.

Now, I have three choices: one is to leave on my own; the second is to leave with rivets and joints; The third is to continue to fight against the alienated Youjiang.

Look at these three choices rationally. Whether it's the first or the second, it's excellent. However, there was a voice, an emotional insistence, that made me biased myself to the third far-fetched direction of "although it is extremely risky, it is the most beneficial for my plan". In the past, there were always such choices that were far-fetched, and I knew in my heart that one choice was not the best for me. Who can be sure until the results are in? But at the time. Actions made with emotion are often contradictory, not conducive to one's own interests, and even stupid in the eyes of others.

There have been many times when I have made choices with emotion, no matter what is generating an idea. At the time when I made my choice, and when I look back later, I feel that my choice was not wise at all, and the result does not always prove that "this choice is indeed beneficial to my plan", or even in hindsight. No benefit at all.

However, I just can't do what is rational and what is in my best interest at such a time when there is no room for it, but I must sit back and watch these people who are both enemies and friends die. I'm always trying to do things that obviously don't do any good, within my means. Obviously he is not a hero, and he knows that he can't be a hero, but he just has a heroic spirit and forces himself to act.

I sometimes feel like I know myself well, and because I know myself, I feel stupid. But sometimes, I feel like I'm made up of a bunch of things I don't know what, like a tangled spiral in a thick fog. However, whether you feel conflicted or stupid, you don't hate yourself like this.

Yes, I've never hated myself. Even if I was stupid, conflicted, insane, uninformed, immature, and irrational, I never thought to laugh at me.

I think I am Gao Chuan, and I also think that Gao Chuan should be such a person.

So, whatever I think now, what I do, and whatever I decide, is what "Takakawa" will do. I've always believed in that.

My nerves were soothed from the pain, my limbs were no longer as paralyzed as they were when they were impacted, and I wiped the blood from my nose, mouth, and eyes. Running the fourth-level magic pattern, the long knife was recreated, and then transformed into a shield, a heavy hammer, a chainsaw broadsword, and finally a dagger.

The left eye of the alienated right river was turning again, as if it had hit us hard before, and it was just a gentle wave of the hand that had nothing to do. If physical movements and visible anomalies can be resisted, then the spiritual erosion similar to the "moon god" is a force that any consciousness walker must face upon, and for those who are not consciousness walkers, it is simply an irresistible force.

Or, like me, who only has the ability to walk with half-hung consciousness, although I can still break free, but regardless of the mental damage, the time to get rid of the erosion alone is enough to be fatal.

I didn't die right away, I think it was just because I was lucky. Perhaps, in a certain "script", I shouldn't have left here, so the Alienated Youjiang was distracted by some other aspect of the situation - and these people who secretly restrained the actions of the Alienated Youjiang may be those mysterious experts who have not been present.

Either way, it may not be a good thing for my plan, but I still feel that I can't just walk away. Even with the quick sweep and the alienation of Youjiang who doesn't take us to heart, I can still find many reasons to convince myself that "taking rivets and joints away like this is definitely not a good choice".

As long as you want to do it, there are always many reasons, aren't they? I said to myself in my heart that there was a stubbornness that had always been in my heart, prompting me to stand firm again. Hold on to the weapon.

The first is short-range weapons.

Knives, shields, hammers, chainsaws...... These weapons all seem to be similar, and with the constitution at this time, it is effortless to wield. But, sure enough, it's still a dagger. I didn't think about the reason, I just followed my instincts naturally. Perhaps, this is a hint from the body's fighting instinct. But I don't think it matters if it's or not.

Then there are ranged weapons.

Level 4 Magic Pattern can complete the reorganization of the Rubik's Cube system and the construction of gun positions, whether it is an ultra-long-range sniper against a point or a large-area coverage attack. Wenig has had practical experience before. But in the end, only the hand crossbow was built on the left arm, which could have been activated completely by thought without the trigger, but, under the erosion of that powerful spirit called "mind locking". This kind of thought-based firing method is just not reliable.

I don't think I can completely break through the confines of "mind locking", but I have some ability to walk consciously, so that the strength of "mind lock" does not block the body's fighting instinct, maybe I can still do it. I wasn't much sure, because when facing the moon god, its mental erosion and even physical instincts would be interfered with. It's just that if you don't assume that the alienated right river that has gained this power after devouring the moon god. It is possible that the same intensity may not be reached, or there may be subtle changes in the effect. I guess I'm going to feel hopeless, too.

Alienation Youjiang is so powerful, it is so terrifying, it makes people feel that there are no flaws in terms of physical ability or mental ability. If we tacitly assume that this is a truly flawless enemy, outsmarting many of our enemies in all aspects, an enemy that cannot be defeated by any plan or conspiracy. So, isn't it stupid to stand here against yourself? If you want to fight, then you must give yourself a reason to fight. And a reason to win, then, this reason is delusion without any evidence, and it is stupid self-deception.

Faced with something that cannot be defeated and thinking that something you cannot defeat after having a reason to fight, it will make the person who has to fight despair. I couldn't be clearer about this despair, because when I walked into the mystery, I was watching and feeling it. I am now facing the alienation of Youjiang, but it is the same to see this situation as "Gao Chuan" facing the "virus".

In my mind, there were countless thoughts and emotions flowing, and gradually, they subsided, as if dissolving in colorless water, leaving only a faint taste.

It was the third second after the rivet pulled out the scarf that pierced his abdomen, and in a hoarse voice, he recounted to me "mind locked". The alienated right river seems to still be absent-minded.

I swept out, and at the same time, the blood-red scarf that looked like the tentacles of living creatures shot out. Once again, we passed by, and there was a chain of judgments in our minds that showed the alienated Youjiang and the blood-red scarf's every move. The scarf is very flexible, and even the scattered silk threads will send a strong force when they collide with my dagger. It was so tough, it looked like it was knitted of wool, but it was a material full of mystery, splashing sparks as it brushed against the blade of the dagger. Even with all these advantages, I'm still faster than it.

The scarf didn't tie me down in the first place, and it couldn't keep up with me.

I lowered my body as if I was jumping into the water. As the blood-red scarf swirled, trying to block all my retreats, I had leapt into the shadows beneath it. The sky is so dark these days, and the shadows seem to be connected with each other, and past experience has taught me that shadow jumping in such situations is very dangerous, like a fast train driving on an unprotected mountain road. Even so, I didn't hesitate.

I've done this before with Luna, and it's the same now. The wing-like cloak wrapped around my body and quickly sank into the darkness, moving in either direction, forward, backward, left, right, or left, I couldn't feel it at all, and I didn't guess, I only knew that I was moving rapidly towards a certain point.

I didn't feel the power of the "mind lock" before, I could still grasp my thoughts, let myself think or not, and think in any direction. At this moment of walking through the shadows, there are many offensive strategies formed in my mind against the alienated Youjiang, but at the same time, I have a deep intuition - once I get out of the shadows, I must first suffer a "mind lock" released by the alienated Youjiang.

I called out to the "river" in my heart, felt the "river" deep inside my body, and a heat filled my soul to search for the mystery that Night Raven Quark and Carmen, the agent of Doom, once had.

Not only is it a mystery that expresses its own characteristics, but it also has an alien, curse-like power.

Night Raven Quark was born from the electronic demon system, and Carmen's body stored the power of "Jiang". The color of Night Raven Quark is like the color of black water. The color of Carmen's body was like being soaked in a thick blood-colored liquid. Black and blood-red, thick currents of water, sketched out in my incomparably calm mind, and gathered together in my imagination. I felt that in this short time of shuttling through the shadows, there was a force that was different from the magic pattern and consciousness walking in the composition, changing, merging, changing the original form, presenting its own mystery in my mind in a figurative posture - it was too deep red, but close to purple-black, it was liquid, it could be material, it could also be immaterial, it was like a liquid gray mist, it was like black water lacking the soul wail, and it was like a wriggling liquid life. It seems to exist independently of me, and it seems to exist dependent on me, but in any case, it seems to have a spirituality of its own.

It seemed to come out of my mind, out of my mind, and in a way that could be felt, but impossible to look at, through my body and the Raven Knight's armor, connecting the magic patterns that diffused to every inch of my skin and the circuits inscribed on the Raven Knight's armor, rushing through every weapon on my body in this complex system.

I feel that at this moment, I and everything in myself are an inseparable whole, and I feel that something can be separated from within myself to form a new individual.

So, the moment I jumped out of the shadows, the thing broke away from me.

It flapped its wings like a crow.

No, that's the crow, the crow I'm most familiar with—quark. (To be continued.) )