It's coming, it's coming, there's something terrible coming out! Father Sissen closed his eyes to feel the strange movement in the gray mist, he could not see the abnormal scene in the gray mist, but a certain sensation brought by the wind, like a smell, like a sound, like a myriad of tiny insects wriggling, an indescribable sensation, presented in his senses, he seemed to be able to hear, smell, touch, although he did not really want to receive this information, and he knew very well that the image presented by these slimy and vague perceptions was not entirely real, but too large, Things that are far beyond people's perceptual abilities are peeked at by limited perceptual faculties—this is a one-sided illusion like a blind man touching an elephant, but doesn't it reflect the enormity and horror of the thing that is about to appear, as if squeezed out of a tiny slit?

Not only in terms of mass and volume, but from all angles that human beings must look up to, and in any case it is impossible to glimpse all of its terrible things from its own limited senses, looming in the mind of Father Sissen in an indescribable form. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info He didn't want to look at it, but he was caught by the strong and unusual sense of presence. His gaze did not take his eyes away from the gray fog of the defensive circle, and his mind did not actively deviate from the original direction of thinking, all because this sense of existence was like a white dwarf, with a hard texture and an amazing gravitational pull.

It was clear that he had not looked at it directly, and it was even impossible to see it with his eyes, but it was just a vague sense of déjà vu that made Father Sissen's mind cross a name like a meteor - Father Edward.

"Godfather......" Father Sissen muttered to himself, but he didn't know whether to say that name or not, what he felt at this moment reminded him of this man, but did that terrible thing that appeared here really have anything to do with that person? If so, what is the current state of the old man who led himself to the truth of the end times? In today's anomalous state of affairs, is it actively involved, or is it forced to come into contact with it? Is it alive or dead?

In any case, Father Sissen did not believe that the vague, huge, terrifying, but attractive absolutely inhuman thing he felt was Father Edward himself. From the intuition of the occult experts alone, the mystery of the things that caused the current vision has far surpassed that of Saya, and Saya is the highest masterpiece of Father Edward in the past - perhaps Father Edward has gone further in the 999 disguise through Saya, but the mystery of the final product is definitely not much more than Saya.

Even if Father Sissen had already intuitively affirmed that Father Edward had taken a kick in this huge anomaly, he would never have felt that the old man would be able to dominate this terrible anomaly. Rather, when Father Sissen remembered Father Edward in such an anomaly that he already felt trembling by his senses, he was almost certain that Father Edward, if not dead, was definitely not far from death.

Even though occult experts have always had their instincts accurate, especially when it comes to determining the difference between life and death, Father Sissen still doesn't want his instincts to come true. Even though his philosophy has parted ways with Father Edward, the fact that the other party is his godfather has never changed in terms of personal relations - it is undeniable that Father Sissen has always believed that in his own life and growth, Father Edward has a deep kindness to himself, and this kindness does not turn into hatred because of the disagreement between the two sides of their positions and ideas.

Father Sissen didn't want Father Edward to die like that, but he wasn't sure what he could do. The anomaly in the gray mist was very tricky, and the scale of the anomalous changes transmitted back by the "wind" created by the magic pattern super had already felt beyond the point where he thought he could handle it. He was only sure of one thing: the change at this time was not only unexpected by himself, nor was it expected by the physical life.

If that vague, huge, and terrible thing comes, it will definitely not only be their own people, but also physical beings, and they will never be able to get benefits.

Little by little, the "wind" was cut off, and even if Father Sissen forcibly detached himself from the attraction of that great presence and refocused his gaze on the area filled with gray fog, the information he could receive was far less than before. Although he was not blind, Father Sissen felt that he was becoming blind from the point of view of the occultist's unique perception.

He didn't know how far he could hold his position, if it was just a physical life, the previous arrangement was quite smooth, at least no physical life could leave the battlefield in the defensive circle, but the sudden anomaly, and the huge and vague existence behind this anomaly, had completely turned the defensive circle arranged by himself and others into its back garden. To put it bluntly, Father Sissen did not feel that he could stand in the way of such a mysterious thing with a strong presence.

He activates the compulsive communication hidden in his brain and hardware in an attempt to get in touch with Sha, but he is not sure if he can do it, as this is a communication channel that cannot be used unless absolutely necessary. Once used, it will expose the layout of your own nodes and the route of your lair directly through the safety network, so that it may allow the body life to follow this vein to estimate your own clean.

However, the current situation has exceeded everyone's expectations, and on the premise of judging that the physical life will also be caught off guard, Father Sissen feels that his adventure is necessary - if he can't pass this information back in time, it will probably not be the physical life that will really hit him, but this indescribable thing.

However, Fr. Sissen's initiative did not receive the desired reward, and the unreachable feedback continued to "rustle", and Father Sissen could not see the figure of his companions or hear the voices of the people who were supporting him. Only the construction machine was still roaring and working, and he soon saw the flesh and blood growing from the joints of the construction machine—"almost like the Saya virus," he couldn't help but think.

Inorganic matter becomes organic, but these organic things are not the usual carbon-based structure. Although it looks like the red and white sinew of an animal after it has been skinned, and it looks like some kind of organ that has been dug up, its essence is completely different from the body of an animal. They're just what they look like.

The hard body of the construction machine, which is composed of constructs, is also soft and hot after turning into flesh and blood, releasing the heat generated by the movement of the body, and it is as if it is carrying out some kind of organ function activity, producing more accessory substances. All of these appendages have disgusting outerwear characteristics and high levels of corrosiveness. Part of the structure that the construction machine had just built was eroded by the acid squeezed out of its anomalous flesh.

As Father Sissen had expected, the flesh and blood, even if not normal carbon-based flesh matter, exhibited enough properties to support a huge weight. The joints of the construction machine were completely encroached upon by the flesh and blood that had grown together, forming several disgusting lumps in the form of a spitting out more gray mist. The entire construction machine fell from the climbing structure and, although it did not stop working completely, turned into a mobile ash mist making machine.

Unexpectedly, both construction machines failed to resist the erosion of the anomalous changes, and the alienation of their external structures was so rapid that Father Sissen felt that even if he cut off the alienated parts, it would be impossible for the erosion to stop. The only way to stop them is to destroy them completely, however, in this way, the strategy of this part of the security network nodes that they are responsible for has failed.

"That said, there's no way around it." Father Sissen had been concerned for less than a second, and had already made up his mind that if he was still distracted by the situation of the security network, it was impossible to survive this mutation. The loss of contact with "Sha" is enough to prove that this node has now been completely encroached upon by that indescribable thing. The strength of the enemy has far exceeded the expected physical life, which is no longer a strategic misstep, but can be seen as an unexpected but inevitable doom in the process of the end of the world.

No matter how thorough the planning of oneself and others is, it is impossible to estimate the catastrophe brought about by the tendentious development of the "end of the world" -- it is not a natural disaster, nor a man-made disaster, but simply a manifestation of negative unsatisfactory behavior.

The magic pattern on Father Sissen's right wrist burned, and at times, he felt that this magic pattern was like another organ in his body, that it could breathe, it would bite, and it would transform those mysterious things into some form of power. Is the Demonic Superpower its own power, or is it the power of the Demonic Pattern? There has never been a mystical expert who can figure it out. In the final analysis, whether the magic pattern is a qualification or a weapon is not explained in detail in the materials left by the ruling bureau. It's just that, in the face of the dangers of mysterious events, this kind of thing full of unknowns can bring more peace of mind than things that you know the bottom of - isn't it more difficult to deal with the unknown with what you know in such a short period of time? It can even be said that such an idea is inherently contradictory. What is known can be handled, only from the unknown to what is known.

Father Sissen had always had this idea in mind when he applied the power of the Pattern, and he never minded whether it came from himself or was completely controlled by the Pattern, and he did not intend to think deeply about what kind of thing the Pattern was, because at the end of the world, he had so little time and so much trouble to deal with.

The anomaly in front of you is unknown, and we can only conclude that it is "dangerous" from the sensations and the anomalies that have occurred, but we do not know exactly what kind of danger and to what extent. The huge, terrifying outline was nothing more than an image of perceptual information in the mind, not a real gesture of danger at all.

The anomaly of the construction machine is precisely from this dangerous unknown side, and its mystery is not on the same level as most of the mysterious events encountered in the past. Before it could go any further, the tremendous pressure generated by the Demonic Pattern Super's "Air Pressure Control" was poured down only in the space occupied by the construction machine's own physique.

The joints of both construction machines had begun to flesh and blood, and even the parts that had begun to spread from the joints to the body were growing ugly flesh lumps, which were directly torn apart under the sudden and tremendous pressure. Their massive bodies caved downward, clumping at Father Sissen's feet.

When Father Sissen raised his right hand, the gray mist that erupted from the anomalous flesh and blood organs of the two construction machines swept into the magic pattern.

Then, Father Sissen heard a "click" sound, which seemed to come from the near side of himself, but when he listened closely, he felt that the source of the sound was not outside, but directly in the body, into the brain.

Father Sissen couldn't tell what it was, it was a bit like the sound of wood breaking, a bit like the sound of a bone being broken, with a hint of greasy flavor in the crispness. The voice drilled directly into Father Sissen's mind, as if it had a demonic force, forcibly condensing his consciousness into a single point, towards the depths of his brain's memory, towards a deeper thought in a sense, towards a vein that even Father Sissen had not noticed, flying like a meteor - Father Sissen was in a trance, and when he realized that he had just been in a trance, he saw countless fragments of scenes:

A large number of wizards gathered in the corners of a pipe, and the scarlet matrix was made of various metallic materials, linked together without any arcs, as if they were growing on their own, and spread all the way out of sight. The camera passed over them, submerged in the mist, and in the next blink of an eye, they saw groups of physical beings walking on high platforms, buildings, and corridors as wide as squares, where they walked, spider silk-like white substances were entwined around different things, and there were many hanging chrysalis that could easily be reminded of hatcheries, and Father Sissen could even see deformed human bodies in the translucent chrysalis shells. There are also aborigines fleeing quickly, with the help of all kinds of power tools, jumping in the huge pipe shell, the gray fog chasing them, some accidents will always happen, the broken pipeline whips them, and they let them fall from the place where they fell from their foothold, only to see where they are, what a tall group of structures and equipment, looking down, you can't see the base of these equipment at all, you can only see an endless abyss, and the abyss doesn't know where the lights flicker.