The dark, dark human form, lost the details of the human limbs, and then turned into an image-like picture, the cosmic background seems to have been made a hole by this darkness, no matter from that direction, it is only a hole facing the observer, no one knows what is hidden in the hole, but it makes me feel that it must not be empty, and it is definitely not a "passage". The way it exists is incomprehensible, but it is never illusory, and if you can observe it in depth, someone will think so, but if you think like that, you will be swallowed up by the fear that arises spontaneously.

I was terrified, I was desperate, and my crazy emotions flowed through every nerve with the rush of thoughts. Even so, the fight must continue. I know very well, no, I should say that I firmly believe that even if I am "eaten", it will definitely not be the end, but the beginning of the Jedi counterattack.

The principle is the same, if you can't break something from the outside, breaking it from the inside is the only option. In the limitations of human beings, the only feasible conclusion that comes to the conclusion of thinking in a human way has been done before me.

Four Heavenly Hospital, Dr. Nguyen Lê.

The dark human form imprisoned my right hand. This right hand is not mine, nor is it right, but belongs to both of us, it is like a bridge, a shackle that binds me and it together. I couldn't escape, I subconsciously fought back, hysterically activating all the weapons on my body that could be used at the same time. Even so, I know very well that my counterattack at this time is absolutely powerless and ineffective.

Special bullets have come out of the closed armor of the whole body, like a storm, but. Even if it did, the munitions would simply be "engulfed in darkness".

I was haunted by such an incomprehensible darkness. A force full of malice, which makes the right hand seem to struggle incessantly, and the intense pain seeps through the right hand, along the connection with the left eye. Stirring in the fine passages of the flesh. Before the third shot, my right palm completely collapsed, disintegrating from the form of matter to small pieces of flesh, which in turn turned into the same ash, and the ashes became even more fragmented until they could not be seen directly, and then darkness took the place of this palm. Start at the wrist and spread across the arm.

I'm being "gnawed".

There are no teeth, and there is no need to refuse, however, what is eaten is broken down. The speed of decomposition is so fast, and the final decomposition is so complete, but the "pain" itself is left behind in an extremely anomalous way, constantly amplified in consciousness. It makes people want to die completely. However, nibbling is not slow. But it was definitely not fast, and I had no way to escape but to endure the pain and the horror born of the gnawed cognition.

Death, too, becomes a luxury at such times.

Madness, is the hysteria intended to get rid of pain.

Despair. It is the product of the current situation that cannot be escaped.

I don't faint. No, if I had the choice, I wouldn't have chosen to faint because of this emotion of pain, fear, despair, and madness. In the midst of this flood-like negative feeling, I struggled and opened my eyes wide. Gazing at this darkness, gazing at the gnawed self, watching this process of dying on the verge of death. I'm going to imprint all of this in my mind, and as for why, it's probably because there is still a spark of hope in my heart.

I wanted to call that name, but I endured it and didn't call it. I thought she would show up, but I didn't think she was supposed to be in my call. Because, she is not supposed to be my savior, and what she does, as she says, is to save the end times. Therefore, she chooses her target, chooses the timing of her shot, chooses the place where she fights, all of this is not to respond to anyone's call, but only a decision made by her own will.

But she's bound to show up, no matter in what jaw-dropping way.

My consciousness stirred in the pain and fear of dying, as if I had jumped several steps, and it was so violently plucked in a way that even I could not have imagined. I gradually became less aware of what I was thinking, only that my thoughts had turned into a tsunami more terrible than any previous abnormal moment, and after the levee had been broken, it was in the middle of a plain field, spreading in all directions, unbound, unhindered, scattering, soaking, turning the dirt into a swamp, emitting the stench of decay, spreading screams and death.

Even so, I was still awake, no, although I felt that I was still awake, but objectively speaking, in the eyes of a third party, it was a little unclear whether I had collapsed from consciousness or not. The dark thing has eaten away at the body from the shoulders to the knees, and I can still feel the sensation above the neck and below the knee, but this fragmented perception is still not positive, comfortable, refreshing, and if there is such a person, he is completely opposite to my definition of "positive", "comfortable" and "refreshing", then, I believe, he will never find the feeling he needs in this state.

For anyone, it is the "negative" that he recognizes, but it is difficult to bear, and this kind of power, I have seen in the past, is the power of Saya, it is the distortion of Saya. As long as there are positive and negative sides in cognition, as long as you can think and feel, you can only taste "bitterness", this is Father Edward's intention.

In a trance, I seemed to see a huge Saya soaked in an even greater torrent of black water, which overflowed from every inch of it and was swallowed by it with countless mouths. The figures of the Four Heavenly Courtyards and Father Edward also loomed in the black water, like one of the faces, and as if they were the illusion created by a flowing phenomenon.

The figure I wanted to see was standing on the shore -- I think, in fact, the black water is pervasive here, there is no shore, but the figure stands in that place, and that place becomes the "river bank". As for whether this "riverbank" was made of mud or something else? I don't have the slightest idea of what I want to know. I also think that all this is just an imminent hallucination, but here she is.

Dr. Nguyen Li......

I didn't name it. I just felt as if I was standing at the end of the illusion, staring at the lonely figure. She was the same as she had seen in all kinds of hallucinations in the past. The white coat representing the researcher's identity swayed in the wind, and he carried a normal-sized suitcase. She seemed to be looking at the black water and the saya, looking at the various phenomena in the black water, but it was as if she was just standing there, caught up in her own thoughts. It was as if she was waiting, as if she was doing the calculations.

I wish she would look back at me.

Thereupon. She turned her head and looked at me, but the face became so blurry, no, to be exact, she had no facial features, and it was completely impossible to discern whether it was really Dr. Ruan Li. Just, that silhouette. The hair, the outfit, and the gaze that could still be felt on the face without facial features, were so clear and familiar that they were engraved in the soul for me to know. This is Dr. Nguyen Li today.

Is this a delusion? Is it unreal? Am I already crazy to see these things? Such a question also breeds in my mind. But the answer doesn't matter anymore. Because, I want to believe, no, I should say, I insist on believing that Dr. Nguyen Le is here. It exists in such a seemingly illusory and extremely profound way.

I tried to walk over, but my legs didn't listen, and I realized that I wasn't standing in this strange place in human form, but floating in the air in the form of a crow. I flapped my wings. Then he flew up, and looked down from a high place, and the sound he made was all the hoarse and gloomy accent of the crow.

I wanted to fly to Dr. Nguyen Li, but I couldn't cut into that weird environment anyway. I felt so close to them, but it was as if there was an invisible barrier between us. However, Dr. Nguyen Le watched my flight, and as I looked at her, I suddenly had the feeling that she was smiling. Although she has no facial features and cannot be expressed in her posture, the feeling of "she is laughing" is so strong that it does not feel like an illusion.

I think she's saying: this is the time.

So, the figure once again faced the direction of the black water, strode forward with his suitcase, and walked from the coast where the black water could not be soaked into the unpredictable black water. The black water overflowed her waist, and Saya's movements set off black waves, washing in all directions, followed by the voices of countless people, like painful wails, like desperate cries, like a loud roar of struggle. But none of this could knock her over.

Dr. Nguyen Li stood straight in the water, the black water soaked up to her waist, the wave opened, covering her, and the wave receded, revealing the figure as straight as a javelin. Unhurriedly, she opened the suitcase floating on the black water, took out one test tube after another, and poured the dark purple liquid into the black water - I knew that it was "paradise", not any kind of "paradise" I had seen in the past, but the final masterpiece of Dr. Nguyen Le in this repeater world. Immediately afterward, Dr. Nguyen Li also drank "Paradise", her body was rapidly failing and melting, just like a human-shaped candle melting in the heat, flowing into the black water, spreading farther and deeper with the deep purple.

When I woke up, it was as if I had woken up from a nightmare, and all I could see was the darkness that was close at hand, and I was left with only my head that had not been eaten away, at least my brain and eyes were still turning, and I couldn't hear anything, so I couldn't confirm whether my ears were intact.

Something seemed wrong with the darkness. It wasn't noticeable from the outside, however, it seemed to be eating at a slower rate, and even then, after three seconds, I lost my jaw, my tongue, and then my nose. After losing my nose, the darkness gnawed at me completely, and there seemed to be a faint other color, which grew out of the darkness, and if the darkness was acted as a faint black with a sense of transparency, then this other color, extremely close to black, but thicker, more full of solidity, and therefore extremely cloudy, it would almost be ignored in the darkness.

Has it begun? Just as I expected.

Just as Father Edward wanted to use Saya to control the Black Water and expel the Four Heavenly Temples and Coconuts. Just as the Four Heavenly Courtyard Coconut lurked in the black water, he defeated Father Edward from the inside and became the ultimate individual. Just as this Four Heavenly Yuan Jia Coconut still wants to draw a scoop with the gourd, merge with Youjiang, become a part of this monster, and then exorcise it. Dr. Nguyen Li did the same thing, she was in the black water, accompanied by the merger of the black water and Saya, and the monster that accompanied this merger was devoured by another monster named Youjiang, and she was there all the time, and then, in that hallucinatory moment, began her expulsion - if the Sitianyuan Gacoco wanted to become a "virus" acting on the inside of Youjiang, then what Dr. Ruan Li wanted to do was probably a "medicine" for Youjiang's condition.

Whether the "virus" of the Four Heavenly Yuan Gaconuts can really make Youjiang "sick" and eventually completely erode it, I don't feel any signs here. However, Dr. Nguyen Li's performance as a "drug" is more obvious and intense.

The darkness that Youjiang had turned into had died still, and was being impregnated with deep purple, but the reactions were quite calm, swift and gentle. The impregnated part was fading from the contours of my body, revealing the gnawed places, leaving nothing, neither visible nor felt, completely lost, but unexpectedly, did not let me die.

The muscles are gone, the blood is gone, the nerves and bones are gone, and the internal organs are gone. Even so, I'm still standing, I can still breathe, I can still think. When the darkness completely faded from my body, I was left with only one head, floating in the void of the universe. Even so, I am still "alive" and can still be sure of my existence. Not only could I think, but as my mind became able to restrict, I became calmer - I felt that I was calmly accepting the situation and my own situation, and the negative emotions of madness, fear, and despair, though still growing, were like being isolated behind a glass wall, and I could see them clearly, but they could not come to my side. (To be continued.) )