The mist-like crimson soaks Novsky's dimensionality reduction plane, and Alienating Youjiang plays with it like picking up a card. Novsky's control of the plane was completely out of control, and just after I took him off the plane, the card-like plane took on a new "face" - no doubt a monster, but not the "luna" I had imagined.

The anomaly of the plane does not originate from the erosion and transformation of it by the alienated Youjiang, but more like its original mask. I stepped on the fragmented invisible high-speed passage, and at the last moment, I swept the plane with my spear. It fell to the ground, shattering like fragile glass. The next moment, the monster hiding in the plane clenched its fists and slammed through the crack towards the alienated right river. It was so quick to come and go, but when the fist, which was five meters in diameter, smashed into the red of the red scarf, every joint twisted and bent in an instant, making a tooth-aching sound. And the plane, which was already full of cracks, also completely collapsed at this moment.

The monster leaned out, its body equally huge and strong, and the huge spatial rift formed by the collapsed plane was not enough for it to pass through safely. It squeezed, pulled, and out of the arm that had been twisted and broken, and three intact arms grabbed both sides of the spatial rift, and with a sharp force, it tore open a larger gap, and its body rolled out of it.

The overall silhouette of this monster is vulgar and bulky, but the limbs are imbued with an inflated sense of power. The part that looks like muscle is not a common muscle texture, but more like some kind of inorganic substance, as if there are countless gears that have replaced the cells and constitute their most basic structure, but in a blink of an eye, these gears are gone. As if it was just an illusion of oneself. It had a head, and its feet and body had the shadow of a human body, but it had four arms, and even the one that was broken returned to normal in the middle of a breath.

I heard the sound of gears turning inside it, as if there was a roar of steam. The roar of the linkage of the levers, however, whether this monster is a mechanical creature or not is completely unrecognizable from its superficial posture.

If this was not made by the alienated Youjiang, then it was hidden by Novsky. I think it's a gray mist demon, but rather, I think it's Father Sissen - yes, not Father Edward, but Father Sissen. I can't adduce evidence. Because this kind of thinking is just an intuition that comes out of my heart for no reason, but because it is an intuition, I believe in this feeling even more. Even if Father Sissen had never shown this appearance in the past, it was Father Edward's ninety-nine-nine disguise, which made it easier to explain the monster in front of him.

If it had been Father Edward who had come out of Novsky's plane, the reason for this was easy to think of, and could be largely regarded as a tactic. But it was Father Sissen, but it was very abrupt.

First of all, there is a question: why is Father Sissen here?

Think about it. But it is not difficult to find a reason: Father Sissen is a disciple of Father Edward, and it is not difficult to accept that his appearance at this time is related to Father Edward's 999 disguise. Furthermore, although Father Sissen and Father Edward embarked on the path of confrontation because of the difference in ideas, it does not mean that Father Edward and District 51 hooked up, and Father Sissen could not get involved. Take it a step further. If Father Sissen cooperates with Nowsky, or even has some agreement with Area 51, it is quite normal for me to know him.

Even in this apocalyptic fantasy, Father Sissen's Black Live is developing slowly. He also joined the NOG alliance system and is not a very conspicuous member of it, but the black nest is the black nest, and Father Sissen is Father Sissen, and his ability will not be completely different because of the difference for a moment.

In the past apocalyptic fantasy, the Black Nest was an intermediary organization almost alongside the Doomsday Shinrikyo and the Cyberball, and before I died, it even seized a large part of the results of the Mar Jones family's Tianmen Project, and was about to complete the adjustment of its organizational nature and structure.

Such a black nest, even if it does not do so much in this apocalyptic illusion, its hidden energy and possibilities are equally considerable, and such a mysterious organization has the basis to reach some agreements with Area 51.

From this point of view, it is not incomprehensible that Father Sissen is hiding in Novsky's dimensionality reduction plane and interfering with the Las Vegas repeater.

Since it is possible to have a complete and self-consistent explanation in the case of assuming that this monster is Father Sissen, I certainly do not easily dismiss my intuition.

The four-armed monster, or rather, the gray mist demon full of brutal power, was surrounded by crimson clumps that filled all directions as soon as it came out of the crack. It was being eroded by a strange force, the surface of its inorganic body had been dyed a faint red, and its arms had been broken before, but this time, this force was acting on its whole body, making its every move seem to be in chains.

At least, judging by the situation in front of me, I think it's struggling and irritable, and there is a sense of frustration that it has not yet made a breakthrough.

The red scarf of the alienated Youjiang is very weird, and at this time the phenomenon of turning into a red spreads, and it can almost be considered that all the areas covered by this misty red are the absolute advantage of the alienated Youjiang, just like the "enchantment" often said in occultism. Red is both an enchantment and a weapon, and its erosive power fills me with a sense of immediacy, just like seeing the thick blood produced when Mae releases malignancy, as if these misty reds are those thick blood-colored liquids that are diluted, evaporated, and turned into mist, refracting light.

So far, the characteristics displayed by the alienated Youjiang have always reminded people of the final weapon, and made people think of other humanoid "Jiang", as if all their characteristics have been combined into one, but they have been weakened to a certain extent, but when it comes to variety, no one can compare with it. EVEN IF, IN THE MOUTH OF THE RIVET, ONLY THE THREE TYPES OF "CONCEPT REVERSAL", "NEWTYPE" AND "MIND LOCKING" ARE MYSTERIOUS.

I think the most common theory in the occult of the Central Duchy would explain her situation better: making something out of nothing, two begetting three, three begetting everything.

There are several seemingly specific mysteries that exist in the alienated right river, in my feelings at this time. This is the basis of this kaleidoscopic change.

And her performance in exerting her power is also similar to the gray mist spells of the wizards of the Doomsday Shinrikyo wizards, that is, the adaptability manifested in the change-as if this misty red is the source of the mysterious gray mist for the wizard to cast.

I can't find the flaw of this alienated Youjiang now, even if I have completed the adjustment of the speed-skimming super ability through the super experience of imitating the final Gao Chuan, I can confirm that I can have the power to fight in such a sharp and harsh battle. Without fear of the overwhelming horror embodied by the alienation of Youjiang, it is completely impossible to assess whether victory can be achieved.

Father Sissen was dug up by the alienated right river in this case, and it can only be said that it was bad luck. I think Novsky was trying to create a better situation for Father Siessen to launch an unexpected offensive to create a better situation in one fell swoop, or to turn the tide at a critical moment. However, the erosion of the dimensionality reduction plane by the alienated right river has caused these calculations to be burned.

Father Sissen is strong. The last time I saw him, he was already a third-and-a-half-level Demonic Emissary, but even if he was stronger than most of the remaining Mystical Specialists on this battlefield, he wouldn't necessarily have more advantages. After all, the enemy in front of you, this monster of the female body. But even a fourth-level Demon Pattern Envoy under normal circumstances can't match the existence.

These changes in the situation, these thoughts that have flashed through my mind. It's like a meteor slicing, done in an instant, and then becoming irrelevant in an instant, being thrown out of the mind.

It's the third second to rejoin the fight, and there's at least four-fifths left before the five-minute time limit. In every moment shorter than the blink of an eye. will complete at least four or five life-and-death collisions. I took my spear in my hand, and once again retreated into the swift sweep. Invisible high-speed tunnel fragments are produced every moment, and with the help of Quark's eyes, the chain judgment is always locked and observes the battlefield and observes the area impregnated with red. It did not exceed the limit distance that could be covered from an upper-air observation - about 100 meters in radius, after which it did not expand.

If it is a chain judgment under normal circumstances, 50 meters is the most stable observation range under the base load, and if you want to observe the red area within a radius of 100 meters in detail, you must let the body bear the load. However, the quark that was born again not long ago has taken some of the pressure off me, allowing me to observe every change in the things inside me in this meticulous and blind way.

In my mind, every moment is producing scenes that are completely different from what I see with the naked eye, and the information presented in my brain and what I see with the naked eye are constantly colliding, highlighting the differences in the contradictions, and intuitively distinguishing the truth from the differences. I've sensed that it's not just the naked eye that can deceive itself and bring wrong information, but also that chain decisions aren't panacea and accurate when confronted with particularly anomalous mysteries. However, observing the same thing from different angles and in different ways at the same time will inevitably reveal a part of the truth that has been concealed in the conflict of observations.

My speed advantage hasn't changed, just more flexible, more accurate, and more adaptable to a wide range of mystical phenomena. All the changes that are taking place, as long as you have the process, you can't stop the formation and penetration of the invisible high-speed channel. All things that have rhythm and frequency, between rhythm and frequency change, will inevitably produce flaws due to the difference in relative speed, not because the phenomenon itself is flawed, but because change itself is a kind of dynamic, and the so-called "flaws" and "gaps" are the basis for this dynamic and this movement. The fragmentation of the invisible high-speed channel allows it to appear in any scattered flaws without being squeezed and destroyed by external mysterious forces.

Even if it is not observable with the naked eye, the chain judgment cannot present it in the mind, and there is still intuition.

The intuition is so accurate that there is no need to think, as long as the speed sweep is launched, the invisible high-speed channel fragments formed will definitely cut into the flaw.

That's why I walk in this area that is soaked in red, but not eroded by it in the slightest.

In fact, I am walking in the flaws created by the observation and reference of the red flow and erosion, and the difference in the current velocity is compared.

These flaws exist only in relation to my movement at this moment. These flaws arise and disappear all the time, and there is no pattern in their emergence and disappearance, only in extremely brief moments. Others who want to replicate this behavior must theoretically reproduce every element of relative motion, which is impossible in practice, unless there is such a mystery.

But is there such a mystery here? I didn't feel it, so no one could walk through the red zone as freely as I did. These reds are like ubiquitous shackles, ubiquitous tentacles, ubiquitous plates. Blades and hammers everywhere. It squeezed, tore, bent, and struck, and even the newly-emerged, suspected Father Sissen's Grey Mist Demon, could not rely solely on the strength of its body to resist this massive force.

It erodes any phenomenon that has manifested itself, whether it is natural or mystical forces, tangible or invisible.

Once it is dyed red, then the dominance of its change shifts.

The alienated Youjiang controls all the "red" things with his own will, in an indescribable way.

After Novsky's failure to reduce the dimensionality, and even the gray mist demon suspected of being Father Sissen was forcibly withdrawn, the two were left with only self-defense in this red area.

I kept wandering, constantly trying to close the distance between me and alienating Youjiang, constantly drawing her attention. Any ranged attack will be eroded by red at a distance. The Swift Sweep Surge could save me from being corrupted by red, but it wouldn't allow me to stay in one spot for more than a second, and that time was getting shorter, and once I moved, I couldn't stop running until I was completely out of the red-covered area.

It's not just that you can't pause, you can't stay on the same pace of action for more than a second. I staggered fast and slow, but this kind of interlacing cannot be repeated, and each time the "fast and slow" must be different from the last "fast and slow", otherwise the rhythm of red will be caught by red and infiltrate. Once the invisible high-speed passage fragment is dyed red, I will also lose control of this fragment, and instead be used by the alienated Youjiang - although it is amazing, but the fact is that once the invisible high-speed passage fragment is eroded and used by her, she can use this fragment to achieve a very short time limit of "relatively fast". (To be continued.) )