Hoping for the gods was useless, the invisible thing full of terror rushed from the mist, endlessly, making people feel that the fog was their hotbed, the power armor of the dragon was already bloodstained, but it was not the blood of the enemy, the form of these enemies was impermanent, flowing, and did not have any bodily fluids, therefore, all the blood stains on her body were left by her own people, it was her subordinates, her companions, her comrades, the people in the same gathering place. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoIn order to find a place where they can rest assured and spend the rest of their lives in such a chaotic, noisy, and disorderly world, these people have been searching for a long time, but this dream has been brutally shattered not long after what seems to be successful.

In the territory where the security net has been reactivated, the artifacts that used to be used by the Ruling Authority are under control, but beyond, the things that have been giving nightmares to the Indigenous people are more violent than ever. In the mist-filled place, everything seemed to be filled with a sense of agitation, as if driven by some kind of fear, their attacks were rhythmless, their intrusions became more and more mysterious, and they released a momentum that could not be stopped.

All the aborigines who came out of the gathering place intended to bring order to others, but there was a tendency to lash out at this behavior. It was not an obvious situation that could be seen directly from a clue, but the feeling of the convergence of many factors, all those who were fighting were oppressed by a very strong force of decline, and everyone could feel this resistance from the sudden rise in the intensity of the battle, the sudden appearance of something inexplicable, and the killing more tragic than imagined - this dark tendency was like a tendency to make all those who tried to change fall into hell, crazy, cruel, unspeakably evil.

The aboriginal warriors who once thought that they were armed enough to resist any foreign enemy, even against the physical life, and created an opportunity to escape, as well as the outsiders who cooperated with this operation, were all in their own struggles, and in this disadvantage that they could not get rid of, they experienced a rhythm that seemed to be washed away by a flood.

Even when it is clear that it has not yet reached the point of despair, compared with the difficulties faced in the past, the difficulties faced at this time have obviously not reached the limit that they think they can bear, but there are still people who continue to go crazy and show signs of mental and psychological collapse. In this battle that claims to be a secure network node, the most powerful enemy expected to come from the Elemental Life, and everyone is indeed ready to face the powerful Elemental Life, but a more terrible sign than the Elemental Life, with an indescribable feeling, directly knocks on the hearts of the warriors.

There is no deterrent line even against physical life, and a deep, terrifying, direct terror that has not yet emerged clearly - which is not a concrete image or thing - easily collapses.

I haven't seen the enemy yet! Obviously, that terrifying thing has not yet caused the destruction of the material plane with a more definite force, but just that kind of defenseless pressure directly tore a hole in everyone's hearts, so that the original firm will disappeared like melting snow under the bright sun, and people who suddenly lost their willpower were easily killed by the physical life and the remaining Doomsday Shinrikyo wizards.

What's even more terrifying is that the dead did not fall completely, but turned into the formless monster in the gray mist, tormenting the people who were still alive psychologically and physically.

If you have a strong enough will, then, even in the face of friends in the past, you will not be so helpless. However, whether it is a warrior selected from the aborigines, or a mysterious expert who has survived many trials and tribulations, he has been directly oppressed and weakened from will, from being brave and unbeatable to trembling, and then gradually turning into a violent madman in the self-hallucinations unknown to others, fighting with people who were comrades and comrades a moment ago.

The team collapsed from within within fifteen minutes after the mutation began. Victory is impossible without awakening these fallen companions from the conscious level, a point that was realized by everyone who could still think for themselves before the situation collapsed completely. As a result, all those who can still maintain their self-awareness can only choose to retreat in such a predicament. Even so, as time goes by, there are still people who are broken through the atrium and turn from comrades into enemies.

Instead of being the most cruel and efficient executioners, the Mortal Life and the Witches of the Doomsday Shinrikyo were no longer the most cruel and efficient executioners, and when the remnants remembered them, their figures had vanished into the gray mist, nowhere to be found. They are chasing them, slaughtering them, former friends, strange things that are constantly rushing up from the gray fog, as if they can never be cleaned up, distorted monsters that are tangible and beyond the aesthetics of common sense, and distortions that are invisible and spiritually oppressive.

The long sword in her hand was already stained with the blood of her own people, and the chemical protective suit armor covering her whole body could prevent those strange phenomena from penetrating the armor's defenses to a certain extent, directly affecting her body, completely covering the helmet of her head, so that she was not crushed by the terrifying spiritual consciousness attack in the first place. However, the more you pay attention to the current situation with a calm mind, the more you can feel the harshness of your own environment, and the future that will continue to deteriorate, and the deep despair will more and more like a black curtain hanging over your fate.

Swing the sword, pull the trigger, jump, roll, dash, swing the sword again, pull the trigger, jump, roll and dash...... Repeating the battle as if it were a physical instinct, constantly killing any enemy that stands in front of him, or attacking from the left and rear, whether it is something tangible or a phenomenon without a body, at this time, the weapon in his hand is as hot as if it has been soaked in magma, making people feel more resilient, but it will reach a limit at any time and collapse, so it cannot bring a greater sense of security.

Even so, she still didn't waver, whether the enemy was a physical life, a wizard who used strange spells, her former own people, a gray mist demon she had never seen before, or some kind of malicious phenomenon, she didn't have a soft hand. She knew full well that such determination and determination were possessed by others—and that the fact that others had gone mad and that she had been able to calm down was not because she was stronger than those men, but more like some kind of implication: like the legendary characters in heroic tales, born with a mission that must only be seen in retrospectives on a long timeline, and until this mission is accomplished, no matter what hardships are encountered, they will not die as if they were helped.

Therefore, I have such a feeling that I can survive, not because my will and combat power are stronger than others, nor because the armor on my body is harder than others, but merely because I still have unfinished business, which brings me a kind of luck full of malice.

With the help of power shoes to generate suction and thrust, he jumps over high-rise buildings hundreds of meters high, glides on pipes that are several kilometers long, and gallops on a messy stack of factories like matchboxes. In her head-mounted display, the communication device is set up to release and search for signals one by one if contact with headquarters is confirmed. If the signal is not released, it will turn her into a conspicuous target, and she has no ability to regulate the signal, nor does she intend to prevent this search feedback from working. She had put her last hope in Sha, and although she didn't know what was going on with Sha, she believed that Sha would be able to make preparations for the next step as soon as she lost contact with her - or, before it turned out like this, she had set aside some kind of insurance to ensure that she could make a comeback.

The gray fog obscured the vision, and a few minutes ago, it had completely separated him from the rest of the survivors, and at first he could hear the sound of battle, but now, it seemed as if he was the only one left fighting alone. When the others were gone, they could not find evidence of their existence in the gray mist, and the terrifying thing that had not yet been seen became more and more obvious in the senses, but it also inexplicably made him feel that when it really appeared in front of him, it was definitely not what he imagined. Perhaps at this time, in my mind, the hazy outline is constantly changing, as if none of the outlines can accurately match my feelings about it, but when it appears in front of me, it will definitely not be so changeable, but it is likely to have a shocking, but superficially common sense structure.

There is no reason for this, but it comes from the bottom of my heart.

A spirit suddenly appeared, and as if he felt something, he sprang to the right, smashing through the hard wall in a brute manner, bursting into a door, and tumbling out of the glassless window. A series of explosions followed her footsteps, not the result of some kind of chemical combination, but a destructive phenomenon created entirely from the gray mist, and the unresolved thing caught up again, trying to kill her. There are no signs of the attack, I don't know where it comes from, I can only determine that the target is itself, but it is not only a blast, but also an attack that seems to be in common sense, but is actually an attack outside of common sense, including corrosion and decay, as well as various light phenomena. Her companions, who had fought with her, were swallowed up in such a sudden attack.

You can only rely on your intuition, sometimes you can use your weapon to attack in the direction that your intuition feels, it will be like killing the enemy, temporarily stopping the attack, but sometimes it is like the attack has fallen into a quagmire and you can't do anything, or the enemy has moved out of sight, making the attack ineffective - in the face of an enemy that cannot be directly observed, it is difficult to dodge or attack, but even so, you still have a clear idea: you must dispel the gray fog.

Dispersing the gray fog may be a difficult thing for outsiders to do, not to mention, I don't know where to start, but he is a warrior who has been living in the ruins of the ruling bureau, and has learned a lot of secrets about the ruling bureau in the company of "Sha", therefore, there are several ways to disperse the gray fog that have been memorized, the simplest is to find the original gray fog processing factory, which has been criticized in the era when the ruling bureau was prosperous, and it is also the source of the terror of the ruling bureau. A slaughterhouse that processes itself as a material. There is a place where gray fog can be created, and of course there are things that can dispel the gray fog - he has not seen those things with his own eyes, and Sha has never excavated those places, but in the program that comes with the power armor, it is equipped with relevant information, and with the support of a security network, it can roughly locate a range of existence.

The security network in this area has not been reset, nor has it been completely transformed by the life of the body, and it is still a border that no one cares about for the time being, but the nodes that have been adjusted with construction machines before are enough for the support of this security network to a certain extent. A rough road map unfolded on the screen of her helmet, and the ammunition in her hand sprinkled out into the gray mist in all directions like a goddess scattering flowers. The massive impact erupted in the next second, and with the help of the power armor's power assist system, he corrected his balance and bypassed the obstacles with complex structures at a faster speed, like fish weaving through a reef.

The next moment, like a big bird, she pierced through the huge building she was in, leaping through a gap that she didn't know when, and when her body took off, there was an abyss below that could not be seen at a glance. Tower-like buildings stretch up from the depths below, looking down from the sky, their highest point is about 20 meters away from themselves, and the lowest point is 100 meters away, and these tower-like buildings are not straight and straight, but show a twisted, spiral-like, with many thorn-like structures.

Falling on a cluster of thorn-like structures at a distance of fifty meters in a straight line, the thickness of this thorn can only be realized when it is actually touched, and it is completely made of the structure, and the thickness of the two people hugging together makes it impossible for the hook to leave a mark directly on it, but can only be wrapped around it with ropes. It does just that, like a spider, relying on long ropes to hold itself in place, swinging up, and using the thorn-like structure to keep moving downward.

Agile swings don't always complete the process, and attacks from the gray fog that fail to hit her body will always break her balance, break thorny structures, or destroy the ropes she throws. Even so, in this short period of time, he still fell in a straight line for hundreds of meters, and saw the light buried in the darkness further down. However, the fall ends here, and he burrows into a pipe that looks like a ventilation pipe structure. The ventilation duct is a full ten meters in diameter, and in the guide diagram of the helmet screen, it will connect more pipes to take her all the way to where she wants to go.