In this vast and chaotic battlefield, the occult experts are divided one by one, either fighting independently or forming temporary small groups, but even if they are groups, in this densely packed area of inhuman beings, they are like small ships that can capsize at any moment. Even if a huge amount of power is released for a while, it will not be able to suppress the swarming danger. The crowd was like an ant colony that had been swept away by a flood and suddenly fell into the swamp of predators.

And it was only a few breaths of time to develop into such a scene, and it seemed that I was the only one who never ignored the wizard and the "Heavenly Gate" above my head.

The quark flew higher up, and with the help of its eyes, the chain of judgments formed a bird's-eye vision in my mind: the 10,000-meter area was uplifted into a mountain city, a mountain city made of criss-crossed tubes, as if the trees with their branches had been cut off and still alive, with strong vitality, allowing the thick and complex roots to intersperse the soil, searching for all the nutrients that could be used. Roots, trees, tubes, structures, huge screws and spouts, prison-like rooms with small windows open, winding stairs circling around, roads that are irregular, seemingly walkable places that turn into dead ends in one place, and sometimes huge walls that divide the inside and outside into two different styles.

It's a grotesque world, full of bizarre phenomena, monsters are rampant, the sky is overcast, and the perennial gray fog and ashes make it difficult to see things from a hundred meters away with the naked eye. Those vaguely visible outlines seem to be some kind of foreign, unfamiliar, unfamiliar things that do not exist in common sense, but are full of vitality and incredible. This is part of the ruins of the Ruling Bureau, the colour of the Victorian Heavy Industries Materialisation District. Instead of the people and artifacts that had been seen in the area in the past, security guards and physical beings shuttled through the buildings and alleyways, and the strong impact beat the invisible giant drum. There was a thunderous sound, and there were gnawing sounds, screams, breaking sounds, all these things were self-evident, and they only brought people despair, madness, and terror. Reverberates in this 10,000-meter-wide mountain city.

No matter where you run, you can't find a clean place, no matter where you hide, you will definitely encounter the tragic state of death, and even if you can fly, you will be swallowed up by the phenomenon that you don't know how to breed. Mercedes does not bring life, and standing in the same place, it is bound to be attacked. Sometimes it is possible to outwardly distinguish which ones are enemies and which can be temporary friends. However, there are always more enemies than friends. The enemy is like a tidal wave, and there are times when they retreat, but they will surely come back at some surprising moment.

The mountain castle was still expanding, spreading towards the land 10,000 meters away, swallowing up the surging black water, and the structure grew out of the cracks, and it was not known whether the earth was torn apart by the structure. Or is it the structure that transforms the soil? However, these off-white. Gray-black, inorganic, and mechanical matter is not the dominant color in the area, and when viewed from above, a large amount of flesh and blood can be clearly seen clinging to the tubes, spreading over the wreckage of the security guards. The organic corpse in the human form seemed to be chewed by some invisible force, becoming a blur of flesh and blood, but it came back to life, pounding and agitating, like a tumor.

The largest tumor has covered one-fifth of the mountain castle. Like a fungus blanket, it proliferates into a wider space along the contours of the building, and sometimes the flesh membranes of the tumor can be seen parting, revealing the shape of the mouth and eyes, as well as the puffy face. This giant monster makes a disgusting sound and releases a taste that would rather suffocate. It seems to be **, and it seems to be telling, in a language that no one knows, which makes people breed illusions, and they are cold, and they only feel that their whole life has fallen into the abyss of suffering.

There is also a strange red floating in the air, encroaching on the territory that has been occupied by the gray mist, and some of the ashes that fall like snowflakes have been impregnated with this red when they fall, as if consciously moving along a trajectory completely different from the other ashes around them. From time to time, in these red-stained places, a plurality of human figures would be seen flashing, followed by great destruction, spurting steam, intense flashes, sometimes sounds, sometimes silence, solid tubes would be warped, broken, walls shattered, and buildings would collapse. If someone witnesses this situation, they will suddenly have the illusion that this is just "a painting" and not "what is happening", but the illusion will not last long, and when the "picture" becomes "entity", a more violent shock wave will be released in all directions, forming a huge and violent wind that tears off those crumbling objects.

There were also black canine-like monsters that seemed to be made entirely of mist bouncing around the ruins, and in the corners around it, in the unintelligible corners, there were even more bizarre shapes that could not tell whether they were alive or corpses. It's as if they came out of nothing, and they can disintegrate at any moment.

Above the mountain castle, below the quark, the wizard in a robe and a mask on his face was hooked by a huge magic array, and the silk threads depicting the magic array emitted an ominous fluorescence, as if they were swallowing and transmitting something. And these things that are passed on to them seem to come from the wizard himself. These wizards look more like prey in a cobweb, and they themselves will be sucked into some kind of nourishment by a strange gate in the center of the magic circle. The outline of this door becomes clearer and clearer, as if dragged out of an illusory image, more and more realistic, more and more physical feeling.

That is the "Heavenly Gate" of Doomsday Shinrikyo. The appearance and completion of the Gate of Heaven is, in my opinion, a hint at the intrusion of the Doomsday Shinrikyo repeater into this Las Vegas repeater. The intrusion was so direct that one couldn't help but think that a back door had been forcibly opened inside the Las Vegas repeater.

The black water, which initially made a violent noise, was either sucked away, fell into a crack, or was intercepted and transformed into other substances, and its own form of "flowing black liquid" was gradually fading from the observation screen, but it did not make me feel that it would disappear like this. I have a very strong premonition that the black water will come again, and the tide will rise and become a "great flood" that exists in many apocalyptic legends. This "ebb tide" is just a wave of ups and downs, which is no different.

The battlefield was completely transformed. Running in this mountain city, I still exist as a positioning point, in the observation of chain judgments. But. From time to time, the picture in my mind would be distorted, a part of the image would be lost, and even occasionally the screen would go completely black, and during the time period of the black screen - even if it was extremely short - my consciousness would always be in a state of confusion, and my thoughts would swell as if they were endless. This is the erosion of conscious walking, which can only be eliminated as soon as possible by means of conscious walking. However, it is not possible to completely shield this effect.

No one likes to be in a trance in a fierce battle, and I am the same, but if you can't stop the trance, and can't fully concentrate your spirit, you can only adapt to it, and readjust your movement posture under the premise that "you will be in a trance at any time".

The roads and stairs of the mountain castle are irregular, but in front of the invisible high-speed passage. Any "place where ordinary people can't walk" will become unobstructed. I don't have to think about the road at all, because I can climb over walls, through gaps, glide through the air, and the so-called "one shot" and "no one can make a difference" describe the urgency of time and opportunity, but this urgency becomes loose in the face of speed. What seems like a compact process can be stretched many times by the quick sweep. and lose its original meaning.

As long as the invisible high-speed corridor is still formed, there will be a difference in the speed between me and others, and the time scale between me and others will also become different. But, on the other hand, if I can't limit this unlimited surge in speed, it will also cause big problems for the other teammates. Because. Alienated Right River will always synchronize the fastest speed instantly. She seemed to be eyeing me, using me, and then suppressing me.

I can continue to accelerate, but I can't accelerate impulsively, and I can't take advantage of speed. As a result, I had to think more tactically and make more precise judgments. At the same time, I had to be careful of other things beyond the alienation of Youjiang - security guards, physical beings, unfamiliar occultists, mystical specialists who were familiar but didn't know what they were thinking, and recurring hallucinations, phenomena, and all sorts of erosive mysteries.

Saya's alienated flesh is multiplying all the time, and it has no concept of friend or foe. Security guards also attack non-people and non-people in a way that is not their own.

Chaos is the most striking feature of this battlefield at this very moment. The turmoil caused by the circle centered on the alienated Youjiang is the most intense, but it is impossible to get safe without it. If I try to leave the range of the mountain castle completely, I don't know if it will be successful, because, through the chain judgment, I have not observed any signs of anything leaving the mountain castle.

Wielding my twin knives, I severed the hands and feet of the leaping security guards, and at a speed faster than they could see, I reached the side of another elemental being, slammed its muzzle, and saved the mysterious expert who was already dying. After that, I began to trance, and when I woke up, the alienated right river was already close at hand, and I only had time to make a defensive gesture, but she grabbed my wrist and smashed it to the ground, and before my head was stepped on by her, I rolled, swung a knife, and slashed at her lower body, but was kicked in the abdomen by her. I was crushed against the wall by her kick, and I smashed through the wall.

The entire mountain castle is made of tectonics, but it is as fragile as tofu scum in the face of a powerful enough mystery. The Alienated Right River itself is such a powerful mystery, and the power she inspires, even if it is only manifested as pure "strength", is enough to shatter these constructs.

I was in severe pain, my spine seemed to have been broken, but in the invisible passage of the swift sweep, the inherent impetus was still pushing and pulling my body according to my will, fighting for every minute and every second of survival. Sometimes I can't help but think that the alienated Youjiang doesn't regard me as the main enemy, maybe because my acceleration still has a huge effect in the face of her synchronization. As long as I'm alive, she can keep up faster than others through her synchronization with me, and although she must be a little slower than me, she is several times faster than others.

In spite of my thoughts, the others did not have time to think about it, or did not think about it, and in short, they did not raise any objection to my assistance in attack and defense, but seemed to me to be a mere nuisance.

However, even if it is not a mediocre self-disturbance, I will never stop interfering in the fighting situation because of the disgust, anger and disgust of others, because such interference is an important step in the execution of my plan. Whether or not it is up to me to defeat the alienated right river is not a matter of great importance to me. I take a comprehensive and macroscopic view of the battlefield and make the necessary adjustments in a timely manner in line with my own plan to ensure that this side of the battle and the other side are in a fragile stalemate. In order to take the repeater away from all the forces that are peeking at the repeater in Las Vegas, it is necessary to completely bring all potential competitors to the surface and let them show all their hole cards.

Within seconds, the seemingly heavy injuries on my body had begun to heal on their own. The physical fitness of the fourth-level demonic pattern envoy is strong enough, which is reflected in this powerful self-healing ability. The battle between me and the alienated Youjiang is more intense than everyone else's, and it takes less time than everyone else, and I complete a higher number of attacks and defenses in a very short time, so that I will receive a terrible blow in an instant, and if I want to save people from the hands of the alienated Youjiang, I also need to complete a high-speed detachment after the heavy damage. The Swift Sweep Super, Chain Judgment, and the Powerful Constitution of the Level 4 Demonic Emringer are the guarantees that allow me to do this.

As long as I don't die in the first place, I can use my speed to buy time and distance to ensure that my injuries can be recovered. I will not only resist the interference of the alienated Youjiang's consciousness through consciousness walking, but also use the power of consciousness walking to invade the consciousness of other people around me and interfere with his behavior, so as to ensure that under macro control, this person's behavior will help the development of the plan. In a sense, the enemy I am facing is not a certain number of people and forces, but everyone and non-human who is fighting as a "companion", or as an "enemy".

Elemental beings are also relying on their own abilities to cut off all the beings around them, whether it is a mysterious expert or an alienated right river, even if the security guards who do not show an attack on them, they are also in their attack sequence. The only exceptions are the wizards who are suspended in mid-air. (To be continued.) )