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A huge net enveloped me and the blind man twenty meters away, and every slight movement of me or his would bend and move the intertwined web threads. Watching the changes in this huge web, I felt as if my brain was about to boil. I couldn't feel anything but the dagger in my hand, and I couldn't see anyone but the enemy in front of me. The sound of the battle was far away from me, I couldn't smell anything, I couldn't even be sure if I was still breathing.

In this other world, which shook like an earthquake, it seemed that there were only the two of us, and I was just an incomplete soul.

But even the loss of hearing, taste, smell, and most of my sight and touch did not hinder my movement in any way. My will still governs my actions, but the details that make up them no longer belong to me.

It is another will that is parallel to the instinct of the ego that controls this body.

I suddenly realized that it was precisely because this will had taken over the control of the body, and that my brain had taken out the amount of computation required to control the body, and that I had focused on the ability to determine the chain, that I was able to see this abnormal world.

The otherworld that I saw was a vast and detailed network of interlocking factors.

I'm not fighting alone, and I'm not just a will, a blood, an instinct. "Jiang" is here. At this moment, her will seemed extremely clear.

In this network, each line is a cause and effect, and countless causes and effects converge to produce the final answer. I can't understand the essence of these network and cable linkages, but the results of each action are directly presented in a visual form.

There is no sound, no superfluous things, and the meaning of the process becomes insignificant, only the cause of the action, and the effect of the action.

Maybe this moment should be exciting, but I don't feel it at all, and of course there is no peace, no joy, no sorrow, no hatred, no love, no faith, no killing, and the physiological response to perceive these feelings has been completely deprived.

In this anomalous world, human sensibility has completely lost its meaning, and only purpose and result remain, and such pure rationality is so deeply lonely. However, this loneliness is just a meaningless adjective for me at this time.

So, I will not be lost and I will not be shaken.

The high-speed channel 27609423977 through the mesh and in front of the blind person, the network cable is too dense to avoid the place will be cut off by the channel. The network cables outside the tunnel suddenly twisted, and the threads twisted around the blind man's body into a cocoon. I don't know what happened between us from the outside, but in my field of vision, there was only one thread left running through the passage, between the dagger tip and the blind man's heart.

I strode into the highway, the blind man frozen like a puppet at the finish line, the line between each other seemed to have an invisible suction, quickly closing the distance between the dagger tip and the heart.

At the last moment, the blind man's rapier sword stabbed out of his sleeve, but as if inserted into sticky glue, it was wrapped in more network cables, and the direction was offset, and the action stopped.

The dagger plunged into his heart without hindrance.

There is no feeling, this is the result that was already determined at the time of the attack.

I pulled out my dagger and retreated, and the other world shattered like glass, and the normal world squeezed into view. In an instant, sounds, touches, tastes, and chaotic emotions poured into my body. My heart was beating chaotically, my breathing was blocked, and my brain was dizzy and painful. All this chaos was like a volcanic eruption, a flood rush, and I felt like I was being smashed by this torrent in an instant.

The next moment, a part of the body seemed to break off, and most of the consciousness immediately receded like a tidal wave, leaving only a dull humming sound. Spicy, burning liquid gushes out of the nose, ears, eyes, and throat.

When I touched it, my hands were covered with blood. The blood was a trickle at first, but after a few moments it gushed out, down my cheeks, neck, shoulders, and arms, down to the dagger, and then through the guò dagger into the heart of the blind. In a few moments, the blind man standing in front of me also oozed blood from his features. As he breathed, his eyeballs were engulfed in tumbling blood, and his skin and muscles melted inch by inch, turning into a mass of blood in human form in a matter of moments.

The blood was jumping and stirring, and it was pouring back into my features along the route it had taken from there. In the familiar feeling of foreign body invasion and sharp pain, I felt ** being filled, my mind became clear again, and my strength was quickly filled.

Jiang's will became very calm, but a new transformation seemed to be brewing in the calm, and finally completely fell silent in my body.

I felt like I woke up from a nightmare, and the environment around me was still the same, but it made me feel brighter and fresher. The dreamlike sense of sacredness has become mundane.

There was another loud bang, and a violent explosion occurred not far away, and four figures shot out of the smoke. The two remaining enemies turned and fled, and Misfire and Turtledove were about to catch up, with Ai, File, Ballerina, and Dorothy already in front of them.

"Let them go." Dorothy said, "We don't have time, the ceremony is almost complete." ”

"What's going on?" Misfire asked, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth with his thumb.

His clothes were torn in many places, but he looked calm and calm, which made people feel that he was still at ease.

"Look over there." Dorothy said, looking over to me.

No different from before, after the blind man's death, a light man who was almost identical to him appeared on the spot, and then turned into a meteor and threw himself into a coffin deep in the altar.

The sixth coffin was lit up with a golden light.

The light emanated from the inside of the coffins, and along the pillars of light that erupted from each coffin, more firefly-like points of light spilled into the air.

After all six coffins were activated, the light inside began to expand, as if it could be broken at any moment, like heavy freezing air in a freezer, constantly overflowing from the edge of the coffin.

The fire immediately understood what was going on.

"Sacrifices don't necessarily need us?" He said in a deep voice.

"The first thing the crow notices is only six dead people...... Soul? Dorothy's head drooped and turned into a cowardly voice.

"Looks like the ritual isn't done yet." Walkingfire looked into the depths of the altar for a long time and said.

He didn't say this for a reason, those swollen golden lights seemed to struggle in the coffin, but they were firmly locked in it, and other than that, there was no more change in appearance. The prayers didn't end there, it seemed to go on for a while. In that direction, Tomie, who was in a stalemate with the demon, suddenly pulled out and sniped at the two demonic messengers who had returned.

"BT, come back," Walker shouted.

The violent shock wave passed, and the two demonic messengers were caught off guard, and they were swallowed up with a scream, as if they were being slapped by a surging wave, they flew up in unison, crashed into the pillar, and embedded deeply. By the time the shockwave had vanished, the two had become a blur of flesh and blood, and they could not see their human forms. In a breath, the pillar was severed from where the two of them were, and the hard boulder crashed to the ground.

Tomie was in the raging dust, gradually distancing himself from the demonic possessor. They did not pursue, nor did they pay attention to the massive collapse of the column, and while staring at us with indifferent eyes, they returned to the praying people.

We immediately joined Tomie. Tomie's wheezing was a little violent, and his clothes were a little torn, but he didn't seem to be injured, or the wounds had healed.

"That guy...... It's amazing. Tomie crossed his waist and bent down, and it took a while to slow down his breath, "I hate playing away, and this body is still too weak." ”

She was sweating profusely, as if she was going to lose her strength at any moment, and I couldn't help but step forward to help her. Tomie wrapped his arms around my neck and placed them on my shoulders as heavy as if he were weighing all the weight on them. It's the first time I've seen such a wolf bèi in my memory, but it's still full of hard feeling.

"Can't you break through with a critical weapon?" Misfire frowned.

Don't look at the fact that now we are all here, and there is only one guardian of the truth of the end left. But if you can't deal with the demons, you can't talk about a breakthrough. The wide fold space is enough to neutralize everyone's attacks. What's more, the prayer is not defenseless itself, and at the beginning of the battle, Ai's bullets are blocked by a layer of electric shields.

"What now? The ceremony was coming to an end. Tomie seemed to have known the cause of the abnormality for a long time, and he didn't look surprised at all. Although he asked, his face was very flat. I know it's because she doesn't care about the big black market, and she doesn't care about anyone else. For her, even if the Advent Circuit is completed, it will not cause damage to her life.

Because her life has always been simple. As a severe patient, you can imagine how monotonous her life in a mental hospital is, perhaps it was to pass the boring time that Zuo Jiang, who has the ability to experience delusions, was born. After entering the apocalyptic fantasy, Tomie seemed extremely excited, as if she had been liberated from a dark and hard prison, and all those thrilling encounters were actually the seasoning of her dreams.

Rushing into danger, experiencing limits, defying death, escaping from a mental hospital, all she needs is a thrilling life.

She's standing here at this moment purely because I'm here. She did a qiē just because I was doing it too. It doesn't matter which side she joins, whether it's the apocalyptic truth, the cyberball, or the black nest, because she has already been involved, and no matter which direction she goes, the excitement, psychedelia, and danger will not leave her.

That's it, putting aside his past and sipping poison with relish.

I'm sure others will be able to see that, too. So, they don't like her, they can't trust her as a companion, and I can understand such thoughts, and I can't justify it, because Tomie, no, in terms of the whole "Jiang", she is such a being.

"Dorothy has a plan." I say.

“。” Crazy looked at Dorothy, "You seem to have confirmed this plan, and I won't object to it, what do you think are the chances of success?" ”

"Fifty percent, but, but we don't have a better choice." Dorothy whispered timidly, but her expression was not like that.

Every time I see her tone and expression diametrically opposed, I always have a rather strong sense of disobedience.

"See the golden light in those coffins...... "Well, that's a very irritable energy." ”

"When these energies come together, it is when this altar is at its most vulnerable, and in order to limit and channel the energies, they must be more focused. The plan was to destroy the circuit as the energy that drove the ritual to complete came together, release the energy, and destroy the altar in one fell swoop, so that those guys in the center had no chance of escaping. ”

Misfire nodded, asking the most critical question.

"Are you sure you can break through the defensive circle and attack the core of the altar?"

"Raven...... It should be able to do it, his talent is very powerful, you have seen it before, that overwhelming power. As soon as Dorothy said this, the eyes of the others immediately focused on me.

"What? Ah Chuan, have you done anything great again? Tomie clamped my neck hard, my face was squeezed into her **, and I immediately felt the feeling of suffocation, "Amazing, worthy of being my man." ”

"Surprising, indeed, is that talent?" "Not a superpower?" ”

I knew they were talking about dealing with the blind, but I couldn't feel what was happening at that time. For me at the time, it was just a dagger stuck in the heart of an enemy who had no power to resist, and that was it.

"His superpower is fast movement." "But his talent is not so simple," says Dorothy, "and his ability to see the correlation between the movements of things means that he can break that connection and lead to the chain of destruction." Is that so? Crow. ”

"Yes."

"The operation of the altar and the ritual, which relies on these mysterious and complex circuits and mechanisms to limit and operate the energy, is so delicate and complex that the destruction of a crucial point can cause the collapse of the whole." Dorothy said.

"And then? To destroy this crucial point, the power of the crow alone does not seem to be enough. "Said the fire.

"Yes, yes. But...... We have a critical weapon, and with your superpowers, we should be able to do it. ”

After a short period of less than three seconds, he looked around at the others and said, "My superpower can temporarily increase the power of critical weapons, but this increase is not without a price, except for the crow, everyone will have a half chance of dying." But I want you to be able to ......"

"Stop talking this nonsense, go off." Ballerina interrupted the fire: "Isn't that half the chance of death?" When have we ever had a higher survival rate than this? ”

"There's no other way to do it anyway, it's all come to this, and I don't want to give up the task." The file said with a dagger.

"Something has to be done to be worthy of my dead brother." Ai laughed.

"No problem." Turtledove calmly pushed the glasses that did not save zài.

"Isn't it fun?" Tomie seemed excited, "I don't think I'm going to die in a place like this. ”

I looked around at these people, and there was not even a trace of fear or fear in their eyes, as if they really took this kind of gambling behavior as commonplace. Maybe in the near future, after going through more things, I will become like them.

However, although I don't think I'm a guy who is greedy for life and afraid of death, if I were to change to my current self, I would be hesitant and hesitant to play a game of Russian roulette with only half the probability for the sake of a city and people's lives that have nothing to do with me in the short term.

Whatever the reason, it's remarkable. Because I can't find such a reason, I will be envious, I will look forward to it, and I hope that one day I can have this decision. Whether it's responsibility, emotion, or something else.

"Then it's decided." The fire watch is very calm, without any emotion or excitement, like a rock.

He turned to me, "Raven, do you have the authority to activate the critical weapon?" ”

"Nope."

"Then that demon can't be killed now, and when it attacks, someone has to lure him away." He looked at Tomie, "Bt, if you don't have a critical weapon, can you do it?" ”

"It should be fine."

"Very well, you don't have to get involved in kicker, get ready for action." Said the fire.

At this moment, the sound of prayers that resounded over the altar suddenly stopped. It's not interrupted, it's done. This change suddenly made everyone's hearts tighten. "Look," the ballet bear cried.

The golden light in the coffin began to shrink, and it may not be right to say that it was weakening, as if there was a suction force that compressed the golden light. A valve seemed to open at the bottom of the coffin, and along the trajectory of the six-pointed star, golden light slowly flowed out. The speed is not fast, but it completely suppresses the blue electric light, just like molten iron flowing in the furnace rail, with a heavy and strong feeling.

"Let's get started, go off," Ballerina was the first to speak.

Walk around and look around.

"It's time." Ai smiled at him.

Misfire nodded, looking at Tomie. Tomie spun the knife-like critical weapon around and handed him the grip.

Huohuo took the critical weapon, and wiped his palm over the blade, and he couldn't see what he had done. Then, looking at the others, he asked, "Who came first?"

Ballerina was the first to come out and said, "I'm coming." ”

Without saying a word, he suddenly plunged the knife into the heart of the ballet bear and stabbed him in half. Ballerina's throat immediately coughed up blood, his pupils were rapidly dilating, and before he could say a word, he had already pulled out the knife body, and his body fell to the ground with a bang, never moving again.

It didn't seem like there was any chance of survival, but I noticed some strange states, such as the fact that his wounds were not bloody at all.

Although the fire said that the chance of survival is only 50%, no one can imagine it

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