In order to distract Father Edward and stall for time, even though Father Edward seemed to be paying attention to the changes in the crows and corpses, and was not prepared to interrupt them, I deliberately gave a fairly detailed account of what happened to the maîtress and the governess.

"It's not surprising. The mystical seed is cultivated with the Phaseless Heavenly Demon, and the process of cultivation, planting, and harvesting, according to the classic occult theory of your country, can also be called the Dao Heart Seed Demon. Father Edward looked at him with a little deep meaning. When I heard the word "Dao Heart Cultivator" from his mouth, I was also drunk.

The Mystic Seed is the work of Father Edward, and it has been confirmed from his words, but probably not many people know about the connection between the Mystic Seed and the Phaseless Heavenly Demon. Father Edward revealed a lot of things that only he understood, and it was surprising that he really knew a lot about the classical Asian occult, and he came up with quite a few names peculiar to the classical Asian occult. Of course, the meanings and outward descriptions of the Phaseless Heavenly Demon and the Dao Heart Demon in the related occult are not exactly the same as the mystery of the same name that Father Edward holds today. Strictly speaking, the occult is not substantially related to the mysteries that emerge today, but the mysteries with detailed effects are given the name of the occult in order to understand the mysteries. But, on the other hand, since these names can be applied, the effects of these mysteries can also be speculated on through the relevant descriptions of the occult.

Just from Father Edward's brief description of his own faceless demons, it can already prove a lot of the utility of the mysterious seed, and it can also completely explain the various strange things that have happened to the people who have been implanted with the mysterious seed so far. The origin of the anomaly that has occurred here in the park has become quite clear. It's just that. There is still no good explanation for why Father Edward's Phaseless Heavenly Demon turned into a corpse and hid in this place so long in advance, and also contributed to the implantation of the two mysterious seeds, the maîtress and the governess, and is now pecked by a crow. It can only be said. There is such a force at the right and left, and this force is imagined as the force that facilitates the apocalyptic process, and is not generated by a single person or organization. To put it simply, it is "the general trend".

I think Father Edward is a man of great confidence in his own abilities, which has been acquired through complex experiences and over a long period of time. Even if he was facing the situation, it seemed to be involved with the fourth-level magic pattern. Probably he believed that to strip away the Phaseless Heavenly Demon without his own knowledge and bring about the current series of changes was definitely not something that any existing intelligent life could do, but preferred to believe that the reason why he was caught off guard was entirely because of the doomsday truth he believed in. In this event, a great force similar to fate was generated.

It is difficult to confirm the essence of any truth. Even, from the perspective of current human thinking, it is far from the process of understanding it, and just capturing a trace of it is already unsustainable. However, it is all kinds of seemingly coincidences. However, the intimate connection and operation of things, to use the unique vocabulary of occultism, is the "cause and effect" presented to the world, and all kinds of past that cannot be cut off, so that people are still full of confidence in the act of searching for the truth. Because. These things, hidden in the dark, cannot be seen without sufficient logic and associative ability, make the truth seem ethereal, but it is always around.

The doomsday truth is the truth that the people in the Doomsday Shinrikyo cult believe in, and they can naturally see things that seem to be traces of truth from the rise and fall of all things, not to mention the current situation that the entire apocalyptic illusion has entered the apocalyptic process. It's far easier to capture the truth of the end times in a world where the end times are coming than it would be in any other situation. This is quite understandable.

I think that's why Father Edward didn't go on a rampage at once, but waited for the crow pecking anomaly to play out in front of him, and used the current situation as his own bargaining chip to communicate with me. The mystery originated from the Phaseless Heavenly Demon, and the Phaseless Heavenly Demon turned into a corpse and was eaten by crows, which probably means that the mysterious seed he painstakingly cultivated has lost the soil for further cultivation. I believe that once the facts are true, it will be a serious blow to his own plans.

I believe that every mysterious expert who is still standing here without losing his life has his own plans and goals, and not simply executing the will of others. Even the people of the Doomsday Shinrikyo and NOG are the same, but some of the occult experts have very similar plans and goals, so they will gather together. However, it is not that there are no other people who have other ideas other than the people of the Doomsday Shinrikyo and NOG. My plans, the plans of other independent walkers, the plans of conspirators like Father Edward, the plans of large organizations, the plans of small organizations, all sorts of ideas and actions come together to form a net of heaven and earth, and when one finds that one of his own visions cannot be perfectly fulfilled in this net of heaven and earth, one feels the existence of a transcendent power, and sees it as a sign of the end times. But in reality, this is only a small part of the signs of the end times.

The cult of Doomsday Shinrito believes that everyone's actions, whether good or bad for their own organization, are also interpreting the truth of the end times. All the fools who oppose the truth of the end times, whether they do or do not do anything, for a sufficient length of time, will be shown to be facilitating the process of the end times. In fact, this kind of thinking is not only generated by the people of the Doomsday Shinrikyo people, a long time ago, in that apocalyptic fantasy in the past, many mystical experts of the Cyberball had experienced it firsthand, including me. At that time, the most common powerful and individual mystery in the Doomsday Illusion was the Demon Empress, and the Demon Emblem, also known as the Chosen One. The name "Doomsday Fantasy" also refers to a special and vast temporary hedging space, which I still believe to this day is the predecessor of the concept of "ruling bureau".

At that time, anyone who was able to enter the "Doomsday Illusion", which specifically referred to the temporary number jù hedging space, was called the Chosen One. But in a higher sense, the Chosen One has gradually evolved into another proper name for the Demon Emringer. This is because it was at the time when he became a messenger of the magic pattern. It means to truly walk in mystery and feel the pressure of the end of the world. And the Devil's Emissaries and Prophets are the ones who can best appreciate that it is everywhere, and whatever you do, it will only promote. And it is impossible to curb the terrible trend of the doomsday fate. Therefore, in addition to resisting the Doomsday Shinrikyo, the Demon Emblem is also the most likely person to fall to the Doomsday Shinrikyo.

From that time until my death in the "hospital reality" and my resurgence from the new apocalyptic illusion, these experiences were enough for me to understand that although the Doomsday Shinrikyo is a cult, it is very different from the moral concept of normal people. But it is still full of terrible attraction and a charm that seems to be close to the truth. Because it truly symbolizes the deteriorating trend of patients with doomsday syndrome, and reflects the extreme desire for liberation in the unconscious subconscious of patients with doomsday syndrome.

In the seemingly prosperous and thoughtful apocalyptic fantasy, the patients with doomsday syndrome are constantly divided, and the personality that is born after death has actually come to an end. It has been reflected in the intensifying wars and extreme ideological disputes. The world of the apocalyptic fantasy is losing its mind. And seemingly sane people have also approached madness, and such changes have started with powerful mysterious experts and continued to ordinary people.

What I see from this is that everybody is crazy. A madman cannot be measured by normal thinking. And the crazier you are, the more you can gain power in the current environment.

Father Edward is a clear example of this. The series of conspiracy events he made made people know that he has gone crazy. But, I think. Only I understand how crazy he really is. And the plans which were drawn up by this mad man must be incomparably terrifying, and in view of his character and forbearance, I think that these terrible plans will be embodied in the thoroughness of the overall plan, which must be the necessary place in the overall plan, every thing he brings, and every anomaly that he produces.

The Phaseless Heavenly Demon, and even the Mystic Seed, are definitely not in a position that can be replaced at will. However, in order to confirm certain circumstances, Father Edward still stood here with me and talked for so long, watching the crow that flew inexplicably and devoured the Phaseless Heavenly Demon in one bite, leaving only an eyeball that was still connected by half a nerve line.

The crow pecking at corpses is terrifying, and the scene created by its actions is filled with an extremely abnormal aura against the backdrop of its ominous appearance. This breath penetrated from every pore of the human body and turned into a cold breath that rushed to the top of the head, and I felt that if it weren't for the fact that the people standing here were crazy, otherwise, ordinary people would either run away or faint. Such a terrible crow, combing its feathers, its dripping black eyes turned around, as if peeking at me from a mysterious and ominous world. I saw my own reflection in its glassy eyes, and in this moment, an incomparable sense of familiarity rose up in my heart. It was as if at this moment, the soul of the bird I was familiar with was filled with this strange body, and its entire existence, including its soul and body, was transformed into the image I was most familiar with.

Can one tell the difference between crows? There may be such a person, but it is definitely not me. However, I can really feel the two impressions overlapping from the breath of the other and the other.

“…… Quark? I couldn't help but say the name, and at the same time, there was a burning pain in the magic pattern on the inside of my wrist.

The crow spread its wings, obviously not large, but the wings of the black feathers seemed to attract a large shadow, reforming into a pair of wings that covered the sky and the earth, and even the morning sun was obscured. Perhaps, it was the clouds in the sky that obscured the sunlight, and the place produced shadows, and then, the shadows gave me the illusion, but instead of believing that this qiē was all accidental, it was an illusion, I believed that this was the birth of quarks. After a long period of time and all kinds of mysteries, Quark recreated a scene that I had never seen before.

The crow's eyes rolled, becoming more and more agile. Having eaten a demon, it will become a demon—my thoughts, as in the past, stretched out my hand to it.

Come on, Quark.

As if the crow had heard my call, it flapped its wings and flew up, it had long since ignored the eyeballs on the ground, and this remaining organ was once again overlapping in my past memories.

At this moment, Father Edward rushed into the eyeball. The anomaly here is over, crows and eyeballs. There is no doubt that they all carry a further meaning, although it is not yet possible to understand what kind of meaning it is, but witnessing the occurrence of this qiē. I am very sure that Father Edward will remain indifferent. The result he was waiting for had been born, and I said "Quark" by name to get him to make a decision, but that didn't mean that I would let him take away his eyeballs so lightly - even if he did, it would have to be if I gave in.

The speed sweep had already started at the moment when his body was just moving, and it was just a physical speed competition. No one can be stronger than me. I scurried into the invisible high-speed passage, and Father Edward's movements immediately disintegrated into frames of images, and then into countless afterimages. As I approached the eyeball, a blurry figure took a slight slower step and came to the place where I could reach out and take the eyeball.

Father Edward used the mystery, I have no doubt, and that is in the Six-Six-Six disguise. One of the forces in disguise. Because, that blurred outline. There is no clarity at all, and the outline of the whole is changing from a human form to something else.

He wasn't fast enough for me, it was inevitable, and yet, just as I was about to touch my eyeball, a great repulsion rose from under my feet. Pushing me off track. I didn't get the eyeball, and the blurred outline, elongated like dough, was closer to the eyeball.

"Quark!" I call the name. The crow, which was supposed to soar in the air, suddenly emerged from the shadow of the eyeball. I took my eyeballs away in one fell swoop. At this moment, the huge repulsion force also turned into a strong suction force, making the quark feel as if it was stuck to the ground, unable to burrow back into the shadows. At the moment when the "dough" was about to wrap it, I had already fallen to the ground, and the arm of the electronic demon "silent", emerging from my shadows, grabbed the crow that was close at hand. At the same time, I swung my dagger.

The bright light of the blade slashed at the "dough", and immediately the whole dagger became soft as if it had been eroded, and if I hadn't let go in time, I am afraid that the whole hand would have become a part of the dough. However, I had already caught my eye at this time, and I quickly stepped back. However, before he had moved a meter, a sharp sensation hit his body. I increased my speed again and changed direction, but I couldn't escape Father Edward's counterattack. The feeling of cracking is like jumping out of time and space and directly on the skin. The chain judgment did not see any attackers, but the body parts showed signs of chipping.

This is an attack that has nothing to do with the concept of speed, and Father Edward is really prepared for a fast enemy. In fact, as soon as he started, I knew that it was impossible to defeat him by relying on Swift Raid alone. Swift Sweep is very powerful, and with chain detection, it is almost invincible to physical enemies. However, mystery is never just a physical phenomenon. Father Edward's 666 in disguise must have a plan for absolute speed superiority.

My shoulder blades were almost severed. Moreover, it is impossible to determine the source of this attack in the first place. Because the "dough" is an arm's length away from me, and the feeling of injury is not a sense of cutting such as space division.

Although the attack was not observed by the chain judgment, the injury was able to be observed, and I believe that it was caused by a "tough and sharp object" based on the feeling at the time. This feeling reminded me of the dagger that slashed at the "dough" in a very short period of time. If there must be something on the scene that can be associated with a "tough and sharp object", what else is there besides my dagger? What's more, the dagger just now, while attacking the "dough", was strangely devoured by it.

Instead of devouring the object attacking itself, it devours the entire "injury" and then feeds it back directly to the target through a mysterious channel? However, with the speed and power of the dagger at the time, it would be easy to cut off the bones if it were completely cut off on one's body. So, is the mystery of the disguise of "dough" restrictive in that it cannot give 100% feedback on the injury?

My mind was racing, and Father Edward had proved that he could hurt me, but he could not make me afraid. I was indeed injured, but this kind of Cheng Dù's injury was nothing to a mysterious expert of our level. His attack is weird, like a trap, but the difference in movement speed is still the key to stopping the disadvantage.

I lowered my body and followed the invisible high-speed channel, and in the blink of an eye, I circled the "dough" several times and retreated to more than ten meters away. At the same time, in the blink of an eye, the "dough" tried to get up with the kind of movement that brought out the afterimage, but the interval between the frames was enough for me to shake it off.

In the blink of an eye, enough time to complete many tentative moves, the blood splashed from the slash on my body had pulled a long enough distance to regroup before it hit the ground.

The "dough" freezes before my eyes and makes a further change, while the quark swirls in the sky and a silence floats from the shadows beneath my feet. I took the hemostatic spray out of my jacket and sprayed it several times on the injured area of the back of my shoulder, the intense tingling and coldness that caused my muscles to contract for a while. I didn't look at the eyeballs in the palm of my hand, and in the presence of a strong hand like Father Edward, I could have fallen into disadvantage if I was distracted.

Father Edward was cautious, as can be seen from the change in the "dough", and I believe that he must have a way to complete the pressing attack, but I am also sure that he must understand that the pressing attack is of no use to me. Maybe it's a demon in disguise in Six-Six-Six.,Demons with high-speed movement ability.,But I still have an absolute speed advantage.。 Father Edward has fought against me more than once, and while in London I took advantage of my quick loot to make him suffer a big loss. He will definitely analyze the situation at that time, and this period of time is enough for him to make adjustments.

Although the disguise of "dough" hurt me, it is not the best targeted disguise. I knew this, and Father Edward should know this, and I judged that the use of "dough" in disguise was a make-of-the-mill decision - the short start time for the eyeballs, and the speed gap between us, made him not good enough to make the best choice.

But even though the eyeballs were in hand, I couldn't leave, and though it was easy to evacuate, a quick sweep was enough to get me out of the city in a few breaths, and the chances of Father Edward catching up with me were slim to none. However, I care more about the city than my eyes. I took the eyeballs, not to make the city a funerary object, but on the contrary, to make it a bargaining chip to protect the city.

Actually, the battle can end here. Father Edward wanted to see the eyeballs, and he could have negotiated through guò. However, he seemed to be angry, or he had some other purpose, such as wanting to further test the strength of me, a new fourth-level demonic emissary, so there was no sign of stopping at all. "Dough" has completed a new shape in one breath, or in other words, it has completed a new disguise. And this new disguise is still not humanoid, it is more chaotic than "dough", as if it is forcibly condensed by countless muddy debris that is being stirred, and then, from that chaos, a little light blooms.

I also want to take this opportunity to further evaluate Father Edward's ability, and in addition, this kind of hard-hitting attack can show his strength even more. So, there was no attack during the period of his change. Otherwise, I would have taken advantage of this time to complete more than a hundred attacks on him.

At the very moment when the "Starlight Chaos" - I don't know what this disguise is called, but so describes it - the quark swooped down and landed on my shoulder, and the silence completely emerged from the shadows and hovered on my back.

The next moment, the starlight in the chaos bloomed strongly, and in the field of vision of the chain judgment, one after another trajectories seemed to suddenly exist, running through the place where I was. However, before that, I was already in a quick sweep. (To be continued......)