Even with the influence of the psychic appendage, the occultists still had no deviation in the execution of their plans, and I deeply understood that they did not make this decision in the first place, but then again, this plan was about their own tasks and lives, and even as they said, about their own value and that of their companions, and when the plan unfolded, there was no turning back. It's a stubbornness based on human nature, and don't I myself share the same stubbornness?

After all, I'm no different from other occultists. Our intrinsic similarity gives us the same identity.

Under the guidance of various occult organizations, the workshop gathered the selected psychiatric patients on this special peninsula, and the psychiatric hospital established on this peninsula belonged to the same specific electronic demon messenger named "Dallas". This harsh will and mystery from the group develops and exploits the nightmare of the "deepest night". All the sacrifices will be made in this psychiatric hospital, with the mentally ill as the material and the "paradise" as the medicine, and the adaptation will be carried out. And in this practical process, even if it is a failure in the middle, it will be dealt with with in the spirit of making the best use of things, without wasting a single thing.

In the past zài reigns, "people" are used as raw materials to create gray fog in order to satisfy the mystery of the ruling bureau. Even now that the Dominion has collapsed, the remaining technology continues to influence future generations. In the current apocalyptic fantasy, almost all the technologies involved in the mystery can be found from the ruins of the Ruling Bureau, just in terms of the "history" of the doomsday fantasy, the mysterious development has an initial root, that is not the "virus", but the "Ruling Bureau". Only by looking at the world beyond the apocalyptic fantasy. There will be other explanations, but for those who can only observe the apocalyptic vision. The mystery they have now cannot avoid the route of using "people" as raw materials, because this is the core thing they can touch.

Whether it is to use "people" as raw materials or "people" as sacrifices. None of them make any difference in essence.

Even in this world of repeaters, the mysterious formation and expansion still follow this route. I don't think that the "mentally ill" is concocted as a sacrifice and used as a sacrifice to pry into the mysterious power, and in the technology of the Ruling Bureau, "people" are used as raw materials to create gray fog, and then use the gray fog as the basis to achieve that almost omnipotent mystery. What's the difference?

As a messenger of the Demon Pattern, in the process of upgrading the Demon Pattern, it is inevitable that I am devouring the lives of others.

Perhaps, in the eyes of people, the reason why "mysterious" is terrible and dangerous, full of malignancy but irresistible, is precisely because. It's made from "people". Eat your own kind and grow yourself. In the process, I felt that I had gained insight into the strangeness of being recognized and positioned as a "human" because of the fear of being eaten, and I felt that I had gained insight into the apocalyptic illusion without connecting it with other worlds. The inevitable changes that will occur when you come into contact with the "mysterious" people, and the doom that will happen to them.

Using "people" as raw materials is the root cause of abnormal changes from psychology to physiology.

Even so, people who have come into contact with the "mystery" are no longer able to let go of such power. Because they have no choice. They can't find a better and faster way than to "use people as raw materials" to gain the power to change the world and fight for their own existence. Yes, is there a more convenient way to gain power in the human mind than to "use people as raw materials"? The occult depicts all kinds of mysteries, and the sources and routes of these mysteries are not only "using people as raw materials", but in the end, the mysteries described in the occult do not exist. It is precisely because no one has ever found a way to obtain mystery beyond the path of "using man as raw material" that the descriptions in occultism remain only in the sense of "description" and "philosophy".

Of all the forces imaginable, only "using people as raw materials" is achievable, and the effect is fast and good. If someone else does it and you don't, then you will fail and become the raw material for others. If you don't do it, you don't have the power to do it, even with the idea of saving the world. If you don't, you won't be able to fight the threat of the end times.

So, has anyone ever thought that "using people as raw materials" may be the beginning of the end times? Does the collapse of the ruling bureau have a deeper implications? I've thought about it, and I think it's not just me, it's almost everyone who tries to understand the "mystery" in depth.

However, as I see it. Even if they are aware of this possibility, no one can escape from this viciousness, because when they come into contact with such a "mystery", from the moment they gain power, they have to bear the corresponding evil consequences, and it is completely impossible to open up another path without touching such a "mystery". Perhaps, in the apocalyptic fantasy, there is never any other way that zài calls it, and if you want to obtain "mystery", you must "use people as raw materials". And without mystery, it is of course impossible to stop those mysterious.

It's a cycle of despair.

Even so, there are still people who are eager to find a way to save themselves and the world in this desperate cycle. They are not just conjectures, but have already put them into practice, and the results of practice are often unsatisfactory or bring even more terrible disasters. However, practice is the only criterion for testing truth, and if we do not practice it, how can we open up a new path? No one can be sure that they are right, but everyone has the right to test whether they are right. I think this is the reason why the occult world is so confusing.

I'm also working on my own crazy plans.

The same is true for the people in front of you.

Their goal at this stage may not be to break out of the vicious circle by forging a new path, but at least their will to "try to save themselves, and thus the world", needs no doubt. Sacrifice innocent mentally ill people. It was their choice, there were already too many sacrifices in order to accomplish this cruel plan, and if they gave up, failed, then. Isn't it just a declaration that their choice is wrong, and that those sacrifices are worthless?

What's more, this is not just as simple as "mistake" and "worthless", the consequence is inevitably that "everyone will die". In this way, doesn't it conflict with the goal of "saving yourself, saving the world"?

I knew very well that if I was going to convince them, I had to come up with something better. A more feasible plan. It is not only the mentally ill who must be saved, but all the mystical experts who are carrying out this plan, and the dead must be given value in order to defeat the Nazis and save the world - however, I cannot come up with such a plan. I couldn't be a real hero. It is precisely because I cannot save everyone, such a plan. It's beyond my own capabilities.

If I just used my mouth, with a tendon of faith, to tell them, "I will definitely have a way." "Then do everything in your power to stop their plans. Then, it is the greatest deception and hypocrisy. Because, I don't have any evidence to prove that "I will definitely have a way." We can definitely succeed." In my mind, from the very beginning, there was no such plan to save everyone, instead. There is a crazy plan that "even if everyone dies, it must succeed".

So, in the face of the gaze of these mysterious experts, I could no longer convince them. I know very well that my words are pale and weak, without any basis for trust, let alone the power to stir people's hearts.

"Even so, I won't approve of you." I said so. Yes, even if there are many reasons why I should align myself with them to fight the terrible Nazis. However, these reasons can be broken by the names of only two people: Dr. Nguyen Le and Marceau.

Dr. Nguyen Le and Marceau would be victims in their plans, and that alone was enough for me to stand against them. I can't name great reasons, but I can always give private reasons. I can't be a hero to everyone, but, at least, I hope I can be a hero to some.

This is an awareness that has been made from the apocalyptic illusion of the past.

"It's a shame. Mr. Takakawa, we originally thought that we could let go of a qiē and support you with the mentality of repaying your gratitude. A mysterious expert said, full of regret.

"What does the netball mean?" I looked at the connector. She connected with me, and the signal to join forces was more based on the will of the cyberball than the will of NOG. Although the plan that everyone is carrying out today is the plan of NOG, in a certain way, it cannot be equated with the plan of the network ball.

"In this battlefield, Cyberball is not the protagonist. No, it should be said that Cyberball never wanted to be the main character. The connector said, "Mr. Takakawa, the reason why we are on the line is not because of NOG's plan. ”

Her hint is already very obvious, although the cyberball is also participating in the NOG plan, facing the same goal and standing on the same position, but in terms of attitude, it is disjointed. They are not actively promoting this plan, nor are they the main planners of this plan, let alone the key executors, but are only in a relatively neutral position based on the identity of Cyberball in NOG. It is precisely because of the special nature of the network ball in NOG that it can stand on this relatively neutral position.

"So, can you put you in charge of the others?" I say.

"If you can't, you'll be coerced as well, right?" The connector smiled indifferently and said, "Mr. Takakawa's strength is very scary. ”

"Yes, since I have consulted everyone and I have been opposed, I have to use strong measures. Just as everyone wanted to persuade me to let the plan go ahead, but, for some selfish reasons, I had to object. I looked at everyone calmly and said to them word by word: "Don't worry, I won't kill everyone, but even if this is the case, it will put you in danger, and there is no way to do it." ”

Almost at the same time, all the occult experts who could act, except for the connector and Anna, had already begun to act: either approaching me, or evacuating in all directions, under the scorching sky, in the ashes like snowflakes, because of the exertion of mysterious powers, all kinds of strange phenomena have been revealed.

And in the midst of these phenomena, which may be attacks, defenses, or blindfolds, an invisible high-speed passage, stretched like a giant python, wrapping around these mysterious experts.

"Finally, pray for your good luck." I said this to them in a quick sweep.

Before this phrase reached their ears, the winner was decided. Because in this moment, I'm faster than the voice.

All the people who are flying, all the phenomena that are being generated, the ashes falling in the sky, the sparks that are leaping, and the drastic changes in the looks of the people's eyes, all the time required for the process of movement seems to be stretched. In the perception of chain decisions, I feel that I have a vague idea of what these changes will eventually achieve, but until this result is in, the changes I don't want will be stopped.

I raced through the invisible highway, long knives sheathed at every mysterious expert who tried to resist. When they break away from the quick sweep, people shoot like blooming flowers in all directions. The heavy blow was done before they could react. The physical body of the fourth-level demonic pattern envoy lì amounted directly to their flesh, causing them to feel pain, twist, and then coma. Most of the "mysteries" they unleashed were extinguished before the effects were produced, and the rest erupted closer or farther away from me. It's hard to describe the hodgepodge of phenomena, the effects of these mysterious forces affecting each other and making it seem chaotic, but before it could reach me, I was once again rushing back to where I was.

Anna stretched out her hand, and these chaotic effects immediately shifted, but then caused a greater impact. The mysterious experts who had already fallen to the ground tasted the bitterness again, and those who were not completely unconscious were also completely unconscious. Sure enough, Anna's "deviation" is biased towards malignancy.

"It's a mess." The connector looked at the unconscious people all over the ground and couldn't help but shake his head, "Mr. Takakawa, John Bull said that you are the most difficult person to work with. ”

"Wouldn't that be nice?" Anna smiled a little sickly, "The deviation is starting to grow. (To be continued......)