Fr. Sissen stands at the top of the tallest building in the area. www.biquge.info The exterior of this building is like a tower, and the two-thirds upward part from the base is made up of irregular geometric surfaces, full of edges and corners made of rigid lines, and the two-thirds upward part tends to be smoother and more curved as it goes up, and at the top part, the volume of the building expands outward, like a mushroom head, and like a cracked semicircle, and only in this part does there appear a regular opening like a window, and there is quite a lot of space inside, but there is nothing to create peopleThe structure of this spacious space is not set against the mushroom-shaped exterior contours, but the straight lines and curved lines are intertwined, making people dizzy, and if someone with a poor sense of space and balance is standing in it, there must be an illusion that the body is about to levitate.

No one knows what role this bizarre tower-like structure plays in this area, it gives the first impression of a "landmark" because of its striking shape and height, but it is not an absolute center in terms of the node data calculated by Sha, and does not assume a meaning similar to that of a "core". Father Sissen and the others had a strong feeling when they saw the tower, but it was not special in terms of known data, which made it particularly paradoxical. In the end, Father Sissen still chose this tower-like building as a belvedere or command center - although Father Sissen's prestige and status were enough for him to convince others to act according to his plan, from the perspective of mysteries, it was impossible for the occult experts who were one step ahead of Father Sissen to face the terrifying enemy to complete every detail of the arrangement, adapt to the situation they were facing, and try to make the situation go in the direction of the plan as much as they wanted. is the way the occult expert deals with the problem. Therefore, Father Sissen can't actually let others move around a given chessboard, just like directing a chess piece.

Standing on this tallest building, Father Sissen spent more time looking out than he commanded, and as the gray fog spread and retracted, dispersed and condensed, the changes that occurred through uncontrollable accidents almost completely deprived him of contact with the others.

Father Sissen is not worried about such a thing, because, in mysterious events, it is a common occurrence. All he could do was try to reconnect with him, and if he couldn't get information from others, he could only get it through his own observations. While they sometimes succeed, most of them fail, and such failures are common in the experience of dealing with mysterious events. He knew very well that he chose to stay in the rear, trying to grasp and influence the situation from a bird's-eye perspective, so when he couldn't do it due to various factors, it was when he was isolated.

On this thick chessboard, he is the only king left, and the soldiers, horses, chariots and cannons are all lost in the thick gray fog, and his life and death are unknown. The exposed king was so dangerous, and a deep malice poured in from the seemingly calm emptiness, like an invisible hunter searching for the king's own flaws, looking for an opportunity to swallow it in one gulp—Father Siessen understood his situation too well, but rather insisted on doing so precisely because he knew in advance that he would find himself in such a predicament. Because, from past experience, it is impossible to get the results you want without putting yourself in danger. The position you are in is both the safest and the most dangerous.

Father Sissen waited for the enemy to pounce on him from the gloomy place—he was sure that they would pounce, for his arrangement left no room for intrigue with these things, and that they could only do what they wanted to do if they really broke themselves in the position of the king's flag. And the lone king is already the best opportunity they can grasp.

The gray mist is rolling up, and the power of the sacrificial ritual is hidden in the "wind" formed by the magic pattern super, and it has inadvertently spread all over the corner of the gray mist. In Father Sissen's eyes, all the movements that are driven by this "wind" and disturbed by the "wind" are a piece of data outlining a certain tense and a certain range, and these data are constantly accumulated in the brain and hardware, and after substituting the preset crude parameters of the sacrificial ritual, they form an extremely complex three-dimensional figure.

Father Sissen's brain could not comprehend the figure, but the information transmitted from the hardware of the brain was not presented in his brain in the form of a dizzying detail, but rather a sense of synthesis. Rely entirely on this feeling to capture what you want to know in a rough form. There are also many subtle differences between this feeling and the intuition that Father Sissen used to rely on as an occultist in the past, and when he is awake, he can easily distinguish the difference between the primitive intuition of a mystical expert and the sensation that is conveyed by the brain's hardware, but he is not sure if he can distinguish between himself when he is not fresh enough. Although the two perceptions seem to be complementary and there is no contradiction, from his observations of the prosthetic Takagawa, the difference between these two perceptions must not be underestimated—this is a flaw that can cause the person to have a mental breakdown when encountering certain levels of consciousness under certain conditions.

Father Sissen needed more time to flesh out his understanding of the two perceptions, to grasp the distinction and accommodation between the two, and he knew that he was running out of time in this battle. The malice that pervades the air is accumulating with the passage of time, and the heavier the feeling of repression before the outburst, the more aggressive and destructive it will become—its first attack is definitely one of the most dangerous situations for itself.

Observe, feel, understand, grasp, mobilize, and so on and so forth.

Father Sissen vaguely saw the silhouettes of human and inhuman figures wandering through large and narrow spaces, running through the streets, staircases and buildings, fighting, fleeing, gasping, shouting, but all this was silent, all the colors were shaded by the gray mist, which seemed deep and cold. The picture is so chaotic, gray, chaotic, like a silent movie, only the fierce and vague movements seem to hint at something.

He counted them, trying to distinguish between himself and his enemies and determine the number of survivors from these hallucinations, as if they were his own imagination, and presented in his mind on the basis of sensibility, but he couldn't. The silhouette of the inhuman may be striking and easy to distinguish, but not all things that are inhuman are inhuman outlines, and everything that is presented in the form of a human silhouette is not necessarily really human. In the vague and chaotic human form, it is almost impossible to distinguish the difference between those human forms from the chaos of those human forms fighting each other.

them, or they are entangled. What Father Sissen saw and reflected in his mind were two different scenes, but there were many invisible threads that stitched the two visions together, both out of place, as if one had filled in the void that the other had not. An incomparably abnormal, indescribable scene that only he had seen, slowly unfolded like a picture scroll. He felt as if his soul was about to fall into this anomalous scroll, and mental exhaustion could not make him take his eyes off it.

He thought it was an illusion, but in this illusion he was quite sure that he saw a great shadow creeping in from the other side—from the other side, through countless distances, far away, indifferent time and space. At this moment, his heart was beating unevenly as if it were a convulsion, making him feel that if he hadn't been prosthetic, he would have fainted and even died due to irregular heartbeat.

There was some kind of emotion growing in his brain, and he couldn't tell if it was fear or something else, but "fear" was probably the closest way to describe it. What do you see in this deep and emotional world? What did you feel? Father Sissen could no longer find any words from his memory to describe it.

A sentence suddenly came to his mind: this is a corner of a huge stage, and he is just a human form in the corner of this stage, in a fatalistic script that seems to be changeable, but the ending has not changed anything, playing his own role, however, the character himself cannot understand the ultimate meaning of himself on this huge stage. The meaning that I think I have is so pale, cramped and small in the face of this ultimate meaning. Think you're driven by self-perception, but perhaps, this self-perception is just part of the playbook?

A force that is enough to destroy oneself, to destroy one's individuality, to see oneself in the world, to perceive oneself, to destroy one's own perspective, along with the words that flashed in Father Sissen's mind, he insisted, but it was also like riding a small boat in the stormy waves, with the violent ups and downs of the waves, as if the ship would be destroyed at any moment.

Father Sissen did not look in the mirror, did not know that his face was pale, but he was just about to be overturned by the turbulent waves that appeared in his mind, in his own feelings, on the other side of his mind and spirit, and he screamed in convulsions, and suddenly turned around. After that, the emotion, which I don't know if it was "fear" or something else, receded from his body like a low tide, and only he knew that it was not completely gone, it was in his body, it could appear at any time, in this world full of mysteries, at the end of the spirit and thought, it watched itself motionless for the time being.

I was attacked by it, no, no, it just gushed out gently, and the ego could barely contain it. Father Sissen did not want to believe in this judgment of his own, because in this judgment, the "it", the shadow, the unconscious appeared in his consciousness, no, rather, the "it" that had always existed in his consciousness and mind, was so large, terrible, incomprehensible, difficult to resist - and such a huge and terrible thing should certainly not be contained by itself.

Father Sissen suddenly had an epiphany, and he felt that he already knew what it was—exactly what the Doomsday Shinrito said, what it was hoped for, the monster that existed in the collective human subconscious. Only in the overall concept of "all of humanity" does there be enough space to contain this monster, and until now, it had only reached out with a tentacle through an individual called "Father Sissen", and even then, the self-consciousness of "Father Sissen" was almost destroyed.

Father Sissen knew very well that he did not subjectively want to contact this monster, or rather, he did not want to explore its existence from the depths of his own consciousness, from the obscure connection between his self-consciousness and the collective human subconscious, but when he began to think, began to immerse himself in that perceptual world, and began to subconsciously explore his own spiritual world, he involuntarily opened a "door" for it.

It will come from behind the "door".

"Monster—"

The monster is already close.

Father Sissen didn't dare to think about it anymore, but at the same time, he couldn't be sure that when he subjectively refused to think about these things, and refused to dig out the truth from the conscious level, there was some kind of initiative at the subconscious level that he could not voluntarily do, and when he was not aware of it, he continued to explore this hidden monster deeply, deeply. The innate curiosity of human beings may lose its color and luster in the subjective consciousness due to the tempering of life, as if it has disappeared, but perhaps this curiosity and driving force have never disappeared from the subject of "human beings" and the individual human beings alone - people are just paralyzed by negative attitudes when they observe themselves, and they cannot see this curiosity and driving force, in fact, it has always existed, always existed, and in this apocalyptic world full of mysteries, It's like an uncontrolled key, stuck in the lock of the deepest part of everyone's heart, softly, quietly, turning.

People will inadvertently, without realizing it, open the door that separates the dangerous monster.

Father Sissen felt that it was possible for him to be in the same situation, when he consciously paid attention to it, but was really unable to realize it, or when he was unwilling, but was forced by some situation, to open the last door that isolated the horror monster and kept himself unknowingly.