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His speed was a little worse than mine, but it still surprised me, not because of his speed, but because he entered this high-speed mode very similar to the dead Shirai, his legs were like springs, and each kick flew like a rocket.

However, Shirai uses talent, and the talent that succumbs to the limits of the human body cannot reach this speed lightly, so this person should use superpowers.

"He's my ......," said Dorothy, though her tone was light and timid, but her eyes and face were diametrically opposed, full of dark and evil weirdness.

In the heart of Aiya and Wu's protection, I don't want her to get involved in the battle, but the battle is her will, just like I don't want to limit Tomie's will, and I won't forcibly reverse her decision, and besides, we need her strength.

I rushed out of the high-speed world, Tomie suddenly grabbed Dorothy's hand, threw her up, and immediately swung a knife-like critical weapon, and the powerful shock wave instantly engulfed the enemy. At the same time, I grabbed Tomie and entered the quick plunder again, trying to stagger the enemy and go around to the destination from the other side.

Although I hope that Tomie's attack will be able to deal with the opponent in one go, the enemy is visible outside the shockwave range, and the critical weapon is powerful and destructive, but it has the inherent weakness of the weapon.

The area in the altar was protected by an invisible force, and where the shock wave roared by, there wasn't even much left on the ground.

The enemy tried to intercept me and Tomie again, and at this time, Dorothy, who had been in the middle of half a year, threw the bear puppet in her hand at him, but before it landed, the bear puppet twisted into a ball and exploded silently, spewing out a large mass of viscous liquid substance, which was not blood from the color.

The mass of liquid continued to expand, cutting off the enemy at once, and Dorothy herself fell to that end.

Tomie and I finally rushed fifty meters and wanted to take a step closer, when the vision ahead of us, which was already distorted by the storage of the high-speed lane, was further distorted. I was dazzled and lost my place as a prayer person. The scenery in front of it suddenly became a strange thing, as if - this article is transferred from Shushu Network - http://shushuw.cn/shu/27609/4239772.html - Buddha is the scenery in different positions after being torn apart, chaotic and disorderly together, looking deeper, it is layered, constantly being pulled out and inserted, complex and irregular changes make me immediately feel nauseous.

I can't get by.

I had to stop, and my distorted vision was slightly restored, but the overlapping sense of space was closing in on us. It dawned on me that this was the folded space that had swallowed up the train, and that the unseen enemy was around.

Tomie swung out a knife-like critical weapon, and the shock wave and the folded space overlapped and weakened each other, and at the same time that the two were canceled out, a man wearing the uniform of a non-commissioned officer of the Fanu Force appeared in front of us.

"Thirteen." Tomie said in a low voice: "Finally met, Ah Chuan, you go first, leave it to me here." ”

I immediately reacted to the fact that the man in front of me was the Doomsday Shinrikyo cadre possessed by a demon. Is this folded space that is enough to resist a knife-like critical weapon a demonic power, or is it his own superpower?

The combat power was estimated at 3200, and the next moment, it suddenly jumped to 3900, surpassing Tomie.

It's terrifying.,It's still a human being like a fire.,If the combat power is estimated at more than 3,000,000.,It's okay not to think of it as a human being.。 My magic pattern seems to be burning violently.

Should Tomie be left alone with her? But even if he stays, it doesn't seem to have much effect. This person is able to control the space lightly, and the effect of the speed sweeping ability is almost reduced to the freezing point. The last time he dealt with the demon of Sakiya**, the method was not universal to him.

Still, I didn't answer Tomie right away.

The man on the other side was expressionless and did not take the initiative to attack, but his shadow turned from shallow to thick, rapidly extending and deforming in the blue electric light, and the shadow demon that he had seen on Sakiya stood up from the ground. The man's eyes also turned into two black flames.

At this moment, a compact and violent humming sound came from Tomie. The edge of the knife-like critical hedge weapon blurred, a high-frequency shock that had never been seen before, and as Prophet Mayne had said, it activated itself in the presence of demons.

Perhaps, as the Prophet said, the crystallization of this Ruling Bureau's occult technology was originally a hunting weapon designed against demons.

"Don't worry, Agawa. You know, I'm not going to die. Tomie understands my concerns.

"But your personality ......"

Does Tomie's complete occupation of this woman's body mean that her personality is also out of her body? If this body dies, will her personality also disintegrate? I still don't understand the nature of Tomie's reincarnation, and all kinds of suspicions are pouring in.

"It's okay, my personality, but there are countless copies" Tomie didn't look back at me, she and the non-commissioned officer looked at each other, and gradually showed a hideous smile.

Even if she said that, I still couldn't let go. Even if there is a copy of the personality, there will be a gap in the experience after the backfile, this blank is completely different from amnesia, this kind of incoherent life, can it still be regarded as the original person? Tomie probably doesn't care, she's just an artificially created personality, human and non-human principles have become blurred in her, and the concepts of death and rebirth have lost their boundaries, and she accepts this and sees it as her own trait, which is what makes her different. But I'm still a normal person, and I can't understand this kind of thing normally, and if it turns out like that, I'll feel sad, if not very painful.

I held down my left eye. Jiang, what do you think of your own demise and rebirth? You are no longer rigid in form, your personality can be split and reproduced, what does formal death mean for you?

In front of me, Tomie and the non-commissioned officer confronted each other quietly; Behind me, there were fights and shouts, flames and ice; The circuit that spreads throughout the altar glows with blue light; The air reverberated with the sound of heavy and solemn prayers. I seemed to be caught in a strange and psychedelic dream, and the whisper of an aria echoed in my heart: Go, I will return to our only resting place.

"Go, Achuan, if I die, I will return to our resting place." Tomie said.

At this moment, the will that exists in me and outside the body coincides.

I stepped back as if my legs were no longer my own. I felt Tomie's insistence deeply, and a sudden absolute will engulfed me, and I turned sharply and rushed towards the world of fire and frost.

I can't break through the circle of prayer until Tomie and the non-commissioned officer divide the victory, and all I can do is help the others to solve the battle and free up their forces.

The enemy has nine Demon Pattern Emissaries and one spider machine, but we only have eight of them, and we are inferior in terms of overall numbers, but I am not held back by the enemy, and can cooperate with others to form a local combat superiority. I will return to our only resting place.

Don't get involved in a two-on-one defensive battle, but choose a one-on-one combination that can take advantage of the speed of the sweep.

There were violent fluctuations overhead, and the colorful rays of light shuttled back and forth outside the spider machine's body, and the seven-colored rainbow light of the turtledove was able to shuttle through the space and lock the enemy's core, without the blocking of space power, no matter how hard the shell was, it would not help. After a few moments, the huge spider machine hanging upside down overhead was completely silent, and it was clear that its control center had been destroyed.

This self-propelled weapon, riddled with ammunition launchers, can pose a deadly threat to ordinary armies, and is difficult for even the average Chosen One to deal with. But for the Three-Pole Demon Pattern Messenger, it was just a disturbing flying insect.

Without the containment of the dense ammunition above, the battle situation on the ground was suddenly much easier, except for the turtledove and the misfire to take a defensive position with one enemy and two enemies, everyone else was fighting one-on-one. Among them, Ai and Ballerina have the hardest battle, but although they fall to the downside, they will not lose for a moment.

Joining them in battle will only lead to a stalemate, and you must choose a battlefield where you can draw or even suppress the enemy, and let your free combat power become the last straw that breaks the camel's back. My mind was racing, and I quickly sorted out the current situation of the war.

A galloping figure appeared out of the corner of my eye, the fast-legged guy Dorothy was on. He had the same speed as me, but now he looked a bit wolf, and his entire left arm had been amputated. He didn't seem to dare to approach Dorothy, but just kept moving and testing around Dorothy. Dorothy stood in place, not at all defenseless, and even when the man came to the back, he didn't turn around, just stood quietly in place.

I don't know exactly what happened, but it looks like Dorothy has the upper hand, but she just can't keep up with the enemy. The man was like a dog biting a turtle, and he couldn't know what to do, and because of that, I thought he would probably give up on Dorothy and move on to another battlefield. At present, he is still entangled with Dorothy, but he is trapped by his self-esteem, and he does not feel more pressure on Dorothy.

If he did, it would break the current situation in an instant. His combat effectiveness is not weak, but he is restrained in terms of ability. I also have the ability to move at high speeds, and I know what terrible damage this guy can do if he is freed from the current battlefield.

Dorothy may have seen through this despite her young age and more combat experience than me, so she didn't take a step-by-step approach until she was sure of a one-hit victory.

I turned around and followed behind him, imagining myself to be a ghost, an assassin lurking in the shadows, gathering my breath in a fierce collision atmosphere and quietly approaching. The fast-legged man was under pressure from Dorothy, and his attention was completely focused on her, unaware of my actions.

The dagger was held behind his arm, and he bent down and sped through the high-speed tunnel, hiding his body in the rich electric light of the ground. My heart was beating slowly and steadily as if it didn't belong to me, and my body was a little cold, because the speed of blood circulation was decreasing. This is the unique skill of the murderer Takakawa, and the feeling at that time is revived in every cell.

No, more powerful than the murderers of the time. 'Jiang' seemed to wake up and tacitly took over the body's physiological responses.

The body acts according to the will, but only the will belongs to itself, as if you are in a deep nightmare, pressed on the bed by a ghost, and your mind is clear, but there is a transparent membrane separating the brain from the body.

To be honest, it was not comfortable at all, and I could feel the evil greed of 'Jiang' from it.

Eat, grow, evolve. 'She' can't speak, but she expounds this will with practical actions.

I didn't resist, and if that's what she wanted, I wouldn't mind letting the corpse of an enemy turn into a sacrifice for my girlfriend.

Five, four, three...... The prey moves in a circle, while I move in a spiral, and each lap gets closer to him than before.

Dorothy saw me, but she didn't. If Jiang hadn't taken over my body, my palms would have been oozing with sweat, and the enemies of the other battlefields would have noticed my movements and warned them if they had paid a little attention to this. This can happen at any time to make a plan fall short.

If it weren't for Jiang's cold and evil will seeping out of every cell, making me feel as if I was immersed in a hot and cold spring, I would have pounced on it a long time ago. After all, I am not a real murderer Gao Chuan at this time, but a normal Gao Chuan.

Be calm, be calm, and wait for the right moment like a viper. A voice whispered in my ear.

He didn't wait too long, and after a few breaths, the fast-legged man resolutely ended his temptation, and his body suddenly fell forward, almost touching the ground, and rushed up from behind Dorothy.

Now is the time.

I swiped with all my might, and the world outside the high-speed tunnel was completely distorted, and only the figure in front of me was visible in my field of vision. He was extremely fast, but I was even faster, and it seemed to me that he was trotting, and I strode after him.

I could see his skill in moving at high speeds, and with each step he took, a swift and brief momentum erupted from the soles of his feet, making a slight popping sound. Unlike me, who was in a high-speed tunnel and used normal reactions to observe the sluggish outside world, he reached high speed in the original world. Will his reflexes be able to keep up with this movement? How many times can his body support such acceleration?

I don't know what the nature of his superpowers is, but I think it must be wrong to use it that way.

Not being able to fully control his speed is his fatal point.

I, him, and Dorothy are so close to each other that it takes a fraction of a second to touch each other, but for me, it seems to be stretched several times.

I threw myself on top of the enemy, my body almost parallel to him. The dagger had already been reached, and the fast-legged man finally noticed the cold on the back of his neck, and his hairs stood up one by one.

Dorothy began to roll her neck.

The body of the fast leg rolls sideways. I could clearly see that his skin was held up by iron-blue veins, like a monstrous centipede, and then cracked, bursting out a cloud of blood.

Droplets of blood condensed in midair, grazed by daggers.

The fast-legged man's body had turned ninety degrees, his shoulders were facing me, his eyeballs were slanted to the corners of his eyes, and the love at that moment seemed distorted and terrifying, and a cold light suddenly fell in his pupils.

The dagger was inserted into his neck, and when he stirred it hard, he didn't pull it out, and cut it down. The touch of cutting off the cervical vertebrae was transmitted to the palm of the hand, and when the dagger was removed, a large puff of blood was brought out.

His neck was almost chopped off.

My body floated in mid-air, and after grabbing Dorothy, I was thrown out of the high-speed world by a huge inertia and thrust.

The speed of the world returned to normal in an instant, and I fell to the ground with Dorothy in my arms, staggering back a few steps. The fast-legged man in front of him was also thrown away by inertia, his body that lost control jumped and rolled on the ground like a pinball, his head was thrown up and down weakly, and rounds of blood spurted out. When he came to a standstill more than ten meters away, his head was completely detached from his body.

More blood poured out of the headless corpse, and my left eyeball throbbed dramatically, and my vision was confused. I pressed my left eye, and a sharp pain came, and when I took my hand away, my eyeball was already in the palm of my hand. A large amount of fishy hot liquid flowed down his cheeks, and after a while, his body was wet. That evil and greedy will drove me to throw the eyeballs in my hands onto the headless corpse.

The corpse seemed to be corroded, foaming on its skin and making a boiling sound, melting at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into a thick pool of blood.

The puddle of blood flowed from the cuff of my coat and trousers, snaking like life to my feet, and quickly burrowing along my body into the hollow eye sockets. The feeling of being clogged with a huge amount of foreign matter makes my mind swell, like a balloon that is inflating. Once again, I felt the pain of proliferation, as if countless filaments and nerves were entangled, piercing into the nucleus of the cell, and I couldn't help but spasm.

The pain came and went suddenly, and I only felt a light body, and a heavy sense of vitality and warmth swept through every corner of my body. I just felt that even if I didn't eat, drink or sleep for ten days, it would be fine.

"I see, is this what you are now? It's ugly. Dorothy's voice rang in my ears.

I turned my head to see Dorothy staring at my left eye with a strange expression. I intuitively felt that she wasn't talking to me, and that the 'Jiang' who grew in me was her object.

But 'Jiang' was silent.

Many times, I can't even confirm that she's actually woken up. The voice I heard in the dark didn't seem to belong to my own feelings, like a confused illusion after taking medicine.

It is not Zhenjiang, nor is it Zuojiang, it seems to have an independent personality, and it seems to have only instincts, a kind of chaotic existence that cannot be defined.

"Who are you talking to?" I asked.

"What do you think?" Dorothy asked rhetorically.

How else can I answer? Just shrugged his shoulders.

"I can fix that guy, but it's going to take some work. Forget it this time, it's just a weak third rank anyway. ”

Dorothy held out her finger and swiped it towards the distant skull.

I looked in the direction of her finger, and saw a sudden mass of liquid appear in mid-air, rushing down like a waterfall, and in the blink of an eye, it swallowed the skull, like cold water poured on a red-hot piece of iron, and snorted.

The liquid flows back up the ground to Dorothy's feet. She crouched down, her fingers touching a little on the liquid, which immediately tangled and twisted, grew fluff, and turned back into a bear puppet, where she held her in her arms.

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