The wounded were still moaning, and although they were urgently bandaged by their companions, they were unable to completely stop the bleeding due to the lack of the necessary tools. His pain is unimaginable, and his consciousness seems to be gradually dissipating, and if he continues like this, he will probably die. This realization made the people around him look terrified, and they became more concerned about the wounded person, as if they had seen their future selves. If this qiē is just an illusion, the effect of a strong psychedelic drug created by some murderer lurking in the crowd, it is too real.

Counting the encounter during the journey, the fitness trainer, soothsayer and Mitsui Tsukao, who encountered the mysterious event for the second time, still can't help but be skeptical. There are too many things that cannot be explained, whether it is from rational cognition or from perceptual feelings, it is difficult to determine whether what you and others are seeing is an illusion or not. Dr. Nguyen Le has no hesitation in treating it as non-existent, which is extremely rare among the people I have met.

I can't take this as just my own illusion. It is true that whether it is from the perspective of Dr. Nguyen Li or from the perspective of the apocalyptic vision, White Claudia must have played a key role. This kind of thing that looks like a plant, but is often not seen as a plant, is like a node that connects many seemingly unrelated situations to each other. However, it is impossible for me to regard it as the origin of a qiē, to equate it with the "virus" and "river" in my cognition, and even to deny the existence of "virus" and "river".

I can confirm it as "important", but I can't assume that it is "unique".

Therefore, in the interpretation of many mysterious events, Dr. Nguyen Li and I have zài differences, and the focus may be opposite.

The current situation, put in Dr. Ruan Li's place, will probably be another form of expression. Although the wounded should also be saved. However, the cause of his injury is not necessarily caused by a shadow tumor, because, in the eyes of Dr. Nguyen Li, there may not be such a thing as a tumor made of shadows. Therefore, it is likely that the injuries were created by the injured person himself as a result of hallucinations. In the case of losing both legs, it is also possible that "we can't see his legs". In addition, it is also possible that a certain murderer attacked the wounded, and in our eyes, it is difficult to confirm the appearance of this murderer in the current situation, and even my chain judgment has not been able to lock it, so as to recognize it as having some kind of "mystery". But in the eyes of Dr. Ruan Li, this murderer may have nothing to hide.

Although I can imagine the difference in observation caused by different perspectives, in fact, the only thing I can ultimately apply and can see as the source of action is the one that I can observe.

The Devil's Pattern was burning again. The Demonic Emringer, who didn't know where to hide, hadn't left yet. Why is this person here? Attacking us people in the here and now?

With such a question. I never made a move. Not only because there are peepers in the dark, but also because of the weapons in my hands. It's just a dagger, and the form of the enemy looks like an "unconscious being". It looks like a tumor, but it can also be seen as a shadow, a mysterious force that changes its shape. However, the characteristics of the shadow are probably still retained.

Can a normal dagger cut off a shadow? No way.

You can't do it with a firearm without an S-machine.

The choice is to stand in the position of the apocalyptic illusion, observe the current scene as a "product of consciousness", and then use the power of consciousness walking to disintegrate this qiē. I was once in the midst of a mysterious incident at a rest point on a journey. Successfully using this method, the hedging space that covers the entire rest point of the temporary number jù collapses. However, that was only an explosive force. Because it is not something that can be used "if you want to", I have never considered myself a true consciousness walker.

All the forces that come from the "river" and expand the attack field to "a certain area" or "a certain essence", which can only be guided under the unique three views and situations, are terrifying, and make people full of beautiful associations, as if as long as the utility of this power can be maximized, all problems can be solved. Maybe it is, but only if it's a controllable force in the first place.

I don't think that any human being at the moment can obtain and apply the ability to be "their own power" when it comes to the change of consciousness, the unique perspective, cognition and concept, and the way of existence of the state of consciousness affects the way of existence of the material state.

The ability to walk on consciousness is denied.

Then there is the magic pattern, the power of the magic pattern is not only superpower, but the super energy is the most direct embodiment. Most of the other functions are auxiliary, such as activating critical weapons, strengthening one's body and talents, condensing gray mist-form matter into gray stone, and so on. These universal perks are not damaging to the weirdness of the shadow state, and my Speed Sweep Super can't directly damage them.

Without a good enough weapon, there is only so much I can do.

I'm strong, but I'm also weak, and I've known that for a long time. Even, I used to think that maybe even my own magic superpower was not something that belonged to me. As far as individual human beings are concerned, I am also weak, and after becoming a demon pattern messenger, the strength I have embodied is more because of the "Jiang".

The evidence for this idea lies in the fact that I didn't awaken the super power on my own when I was a second-level demon pattern, but when I was a third-level demon pattern, the magic pattern forcibly opened up the super power. In Father Sissen's theory, the superpower that awakens on its own when he is a second-level magic pattern is undoubtedly the most suitable for himself, even if such a person does not have a magic pattern, among ordinary people, he can be called excellent. Once the super is forcibly turned on when the third-level magic pattern is at the time, then, this super power is actually random, and what kind of characteristic ability will be obtained, it is completely impossible to control, and in the end, you must let yourself adapt to the super energy, but there are many magic messengers who can't adapt well. I'm in a better situation with the QuickSweep Super, of course, and it may not exactly match my characteristics, but at least it's not a big problem in terms of applicability. However, my situation is also a special case among all passively awakened third-level demonic emissaries.

My perception of my own particularity has made me more deeply aware of the need to eliminate this particularity. I'm no different from everyone else. However, it is precisely because of the recognition of one's own particularity that when one claims to be "different", there is absolutely no sense of disobedience.

However, peculiarities. It does not mean that in every situation, there will be a change for the better.

The current situation makes me feel that my own particularity does not play an ideal role.

I can only stay away from the incident point for the time being, like ordinary people, and quietly observe the development of the situation. While the fitness instructor, soothsayer and Mitsui Tsukao were discussing countermeasures, I remained silent. The only thing I have an advantage over them is. My peculiarities can cause unexpected changes at any time, and my status as a Demonic Emissary has always been in play, neither my talent nor my superpowers have been affected by the current situation.

All that's left of the building is the fourth floor where we're and the third floor below, and everything else is like it's never been there. It's as if the building has always had only two floors. And the world outside the building is also an unspeakable anomaly. In a word. In this building today, no one can look out of the window and still trust that they are still in a normal world.

Although it can be said that people can be strongly aware that their situation is very abnormal, but. It is also a little confusing to explain one's mental state under such an abnormality. To put it simply, even though I am aware of the anomaly, I still feel it. It's like I'm dreaming, and it's good to wake up, so I don't need to have too much psychological pressure.

However, the appearance of the wounded, the realistic injury, is shaking people's hearts.

In the face of the current situation, many people are trying to sort out a clue, and then use their excellent reasoning logic to sort out the key to a qiē problem and break through the situation - although they try and think so, there is still no one who can do it.

Even people in their right minds have nothing to do with the current situation. Because, there are almost no clues. Such a change appeared suddenly, without any warning at all, and did not give people the feeling of being "held hostage". It's not that I've done anything wrong, it's just that I'm unlucky.

Even so, my Pattern is still telling me that I am not the only one here who has the power of the Pattern. This is definitely not unlucky, but it is indeed part of the conspiracy of someone or some people. After all, it's not so easy to retain the power of the magic pattern in this repeater world. Even I don't know what to do.

The shadow tumor began to expand, and seeing that there was no way out, everyone could only gradually evacuate the aisle, and there was a staircase that was bet on the other side of the tumor area. It seems that some of the people who went down before did not come up. Now they can only pray that they are not in danger below. With the wounded, the specialists began to move places, and some had already left the team, trying to find a way to get out on their own. But most of them were still in the group, and so were the four of us.

After that, the team moved back to the conference room, and someone mentioned the seminar, saying that this kind of thing was not a conspiracy of the seminar. Conspiracy theories are naturally very marketable at such times, and everyone has a look of indignation, exasperation and bewilderment on their faces. Then, some of them rummaged through the cabinets and found some tools and materials that could be used to make weapons, so as to prepare for the situation in advance.

The Pattern burned again, and it made me realize once again that the Pattern Messenger was close to us.

And because of this helpless situation, too many people gathered in the conference room, and the atmosphere gradually became a little strange. Of course, it is repressive, but it is like there is some kind of slimy thought that sticks to everyone. It was a rather negative feeling, and I tugged at the corners of the trio's clothes and motioned for them to slow down and leave here with me.

From the moment everyone entered the conference room, it had been about five minutes, and no one had said a word, even if those people hung their heads, I could clearly perceive that they were peeking at something out of the corner of their eyes, looking at something, and the bad thoughts made people wary. Actually, I think the changes in these people are just as strange. It's not just that they're psychologists themselves, it's that they've been changing for a short time.

A qiē is accelerating, no, perhaps it should be said that a qiē change is actually catalyzed by some kind of force.

"That's right, it's to get out of here." The soothsayer also felt that something was wrong, and when we came to the door, there was no one in the aisle. It was as if people had either entered the conference room or had already gone to the floor below, and in the end we were the only ones left lingering. And the shadow tumor area in front is also obviously expanding. With the dimming of the lights overhead, these tumors made of shadows seem to be connected with each other, forming another huge, ugly but very unique gesture.

It's hard to believe, and there's no harm in it.

"I couldn't figure it out more and more. What the hell is going on? Even if it's an illusion, why is it such an illusion? The fitness trainer frowned and pursed his lips, "What we see now, it's the same, right?" A huge ...... Three-dimensional shadow monsters? ”

"Take your medicine. Takakawa. The soothsayer said to me decisively.

In their view, this is the only way to work. For me, when I can't see a miracle for a while, taking the "Paradise" sample is also an option. Although it is made with my special medicine. But in terms of ingredients, there are some more substances from White Claudie, and the chemical changes have probably generated new things, so the only bottle of turbid and simple "paradise" that I have left may be particularly strong.

Whether it's from the perspective of the Doomsday Illusion or from the perspective of this Repeater World, observe White Claudia and Paradise. They all have mysteries that affect the current situation.

Just, past experiences. I still have some resistance. The normal "paradise" is just that, and what I carry with me now is regarded as a sample of the "primordial". In any kind of occultism, the "first" is always accompanied by a terrible demonic nature that makes me not want to take it in this situation.

My hesitation was seen by the soothsayer, who said nothing. Just shook his head at the other two.

"So, can you just wait?" Mitsukasuo was a little disappointed, but he didn't force it. He looked like he wanted to do more, but he was still sane, at least he didn't say, "You don't drink." I drink" to come.

"If someone comes to the rescue, waiting is the best thing to do." I said, "If the people who set the trap are just trying to kill us, isn't it too slow?" But if it is to torture us, it has already worked. The other party definitely doesn't just do this kind of thing for the sake of killing. Even if you want to kill someone, you should have a good reason, right? Killing people for no reason, appreciating the suffering of others......" Speaking of this, I suddenly had an idea. Raising his eyes to look at the three of them, they also showed frightened eyes one by one.

"The murderer is a mentally ill person!?" They spoke in unison, and they thought of it.

Of course, there is an absolute reason for the mentally ill to kill people. It's just that the reasons in their eyes, in the eyes of normal people, and even in the eyes of other mentally ill people, are nonsense, ridiculous, crazy, and unimaginable. Their madness makes them always do something that is "superfluous" in the eyes of normal people. In many cases of prisoners with mental problems, because the prisoners did some inexplicable things, and the arrest of the prisoners also occurred from time to time.

It is very easy to kill people, because human beings are very fragile, so when the scene of the murder becomes not so "light" and "crisp", it has to be thought that the murderer has another purpose. What's more, although there are now wounded, it is true that there is not a single deceased, and it is just a negative emotion dominated by fear, which is gradually becoming stronger.

"Well, I hope the culprit doesn't want us to kill each other." I can't help but say, but assuming that the murderer is a mentally ill person, it can also further prove that the mystery of the other party is definitely not weak. Strange wills, crazy wills, and strong wills can make people look strong, especially in apocalyptic illusions.

At this time, this built environment can be regarded as a temporary hedging space. It's quite large, but it's still within the limits of what you can build on your own. The mystery of this kind of Cheng dù is also a leader at least among the specific electronic demon messengers, and the specific electronic demon messengers, in most cases, are the original ones who have mental problems. If you change to a Demon Emblem, you will need a third-level Demonic Emringer, and it may be a genius-type Demonic Empowerary who awakens the Super on its own at the second level, and then ascends to the third level.

As for the possibility of a fourth-level Demon Pattern Emissary, I think it is very low, but it cannot be ruled out that in addition to the Demon Pattern Superpower, there are other mysteries. Just like Father Sissen, he is not only a messenger of the magic pattern, but also knows a lot about the unique mysteries of the Cult of Doomsday Shinrikyo.

Could it be Father Sissen? When I think of this person, I can't help but ask myself. But. It doesn't feel like Father Sissen. The spread of the love that is happening now is so negative, and Father Sissen, even as an enemy, would not do such a torturous thing.

"I can't stay here anymore." Mitsui Tsukafu said, "It's better to go to the lower floor." Look what's going on over there, it's so uncomfortable. ”

No one objected.

So we ran in the opposite direction, preparing to go down the stairs to the third floor.

I don't know if it's an illusion. As we quickened our pace, the lights above us flickered more and more often. Just as we were passing by the elevator, I heard a faint "ding" sound. I stopped, and was immediately chased by the other three, "What's wrong?" ”

"Elevator." I say.

They turned their heads, glanced at the elevator, and couldn't take their eyes off it. Because, the light on the buttons is steadily moving towards the fourth floor, and every time you pass through the floor, a number lights up. Counting up in turn, the fourth floor where we are located is actually marked as the "fourteenth floor". If we take as a benchmark what we can see at this time, where there are only two floors left in the whole building, then the extra twelve floors are stored in the form of basements. Of course, such logical reasoning. Completely different from what we saw when we first came here.

"I said, is this also an illusion?" Mitsuka was stunned.

"Sure enough...... You can't just take it all as an illusion. However, it doesn't make sense even if it is true. The fitness trainer said distressedly, and glanced at the soothsayer, "Maybe you can give a more professional explanation?" ”

"My profession is a soothsayer, not an exorcist, a priest, a medium, a superpower, a futuristic man, or a cosmic man." The soothsayer calmly retorted, "Now." It's not a situation that can be divined. ”

"In short, since it can't be regarded as an illusion, let it be regarded as a fact." The fitness trainer smiled and said in a broken jar tone.

"From an occult point of view, it's not going to be good." The soothsayer pinched the bridge of his nose. "If the twelfth floor is counted from below, then the thirteenth floor under our feet is the thirteenth floor, the end of hell. If it is counted from our level, then the twelve floors underground can also be regarded as hell. ”

"Wait, I've heard the saying that if the layer below us is the thirteenth layer of hell, then isn't the level we are in heaven?" After Mitsukasuka finished speaking, he couldn't help but shake his head, "Impossible, how can this be considered heaven?" ”

"In secular occultism, 'heaven' is not a word with a fixed positive meaning, and is often even an ironic one." The soothsayer said, "Have you heard the story of the Tower of Babel?" ”

"The story that people made towers to heaven in order to get closer to God, and in the end the towers collapsed and people were punished?" Said the fitness trainer.

"Well, but there are actually other versions of such a story." I said, "The towers that people built to go to heaven found to lead to hell. Because, the direction of the tower is reversed, leading to the underground, and the people who stay in the tower and build the tower do not realize this because of their own limitations. ”

"However, no matter which version, the most basic and the most culminating layer is very special, it is the starting point and the end at the same time." The soothsayer shrugged his shoulders and said, "Perhaps, the layer below us is such a special layer. It's a terrible layer now, but if we go down because of it, it might get worse. When I think about it, I may feel that this layer is heaven now. ”

"Ah, it's ironic." After listening to this, Mitsukasu's thoughtful expression disappeared, "However, it's still hard to believe." Let's put it this way, I think the story just now is closer to fantasy than the statement that everything we encounter is an illusion. If I could believe it, then I would have always believed that this qiē was just an illusion on our part, when in fact, nothing was happening around us. ”

"So, do you want to go in?" The fitness instructor stopped and looked up slightly towards the front. We followed her gaze and saw the closed wooden door, and the door number on the wooden door, which was blank and lacked the sign of the floor, looking old and decayed.

Turn it on and we'll be on the third floor of what we thought we were building. (To be continued......)