The time limit for the fight was no more than thirty seconds, and Marceau and I had attacked and defended hundreds of times, and her mystery was as tricky as I thought, and the forcibly limited attack stance prevented me from using more techniques according to local conditions. Moreover, although Chain Judgment can see through all of her paths of action and the trajectory of her attacks under overload, however, she has another mysterious ability to track, even if it is seen through, it is useless, even if it is intercepted, there are more "ammunition". I have to say, at the moment, a rainy day is the best place to play this kind of mystery, and I don't want to be hit by the raindrops that she blessed with mystery. My ability is to move at high speeds and lock on tracks, not to strengthen my defenses.

Although he has become a fourth-level demonic emissary, compared to any mysterious expert who is proficient in defensive ability, even if the other party is only a graystone enhancer, his pure physical strength is still not comparable. And I don't have any defensive equipment other than my own physical strength. If you are hit, or if you encounter pressure directly on your body, it will become very troublesome.

Although in most cases, Swift Sweep can be faster than any movement, at extreme speed, slashing enemies when it is difficult for them to react, but that's about it. Whether it is in the past doomsday fantasy or in the current apocalyptic fantasy, I have encountered the experience of only high speed, which is difficult to defeat, and even fell into the disadvantage in the confrontation of a specific environment.

What's more, as I expected, Marceau's mystery allows her to keep up with my speed. Although there is still a difference of one line, it is only a difference of one line. The gap in this line can be made up by using other mysterious effects. In the previous battle of less than thirty seconds, my intuition was the most direct proof of this.

It would be difficult to defeat such a Marceau, even with all his might. It is impossible to really capture Marceau, on the contrary, wasting time in this stalemate may also be the reason why Marceau came to intercept me. There are traps in the intelligence provided by John Bull, and as she says, Marceau is already a NOG person. No, specifically, already Cyberball's people. John Bull did not speak, but he did use words, and there were gaps in intelligence. I don't know if this was John Bull's intention, but it doesn't matter if it's or not, John Bull is a cyberball man. All of its actions, including its cooperation with me, are based on this position. Well, of course, she had no reason to abandon her position just because of personal friendship.

I have known for a long time that John Bull has such a position, and I have always been vigilant about this position, and any information she provides has been screened, proven, and thought about by myself. However, it turns out. In terms of fiddling with intelligence, the other party is the expert, and it is worthy of the consistent style of cyberball - there is no need to deceive and disguise, just releasing information can make the target because of his own thinking and limitations, even if he is vigilant. It will also produce misjudgments, allowing the target to achieve the desired result of the net ball under his own thinking.

I don't know if John Bull knew Marceau's state and purpose at this time, but one thing was clear to me. John Bull is never the only one who can fully represent the will of the members of the NOG team, on the contrary, she is only a cog of the Cyberball.

Because of the current situation, it is simply unreasonable to blame the other party and regard her as a traitor who betrayed herself. It is precisely because I have such thoughts and precautions in my heart that even if I really become like that, there will be no emotional fluctuations. Not to mention that just because of this "very normal" trivial matter, he will break off relations with the other party, and I am afraid that the other party also knows this very well.

Uncontrollable thinking, in an overloaded brain, is also produced in quantities that are not normally available. Not only combat information, but also non-combat information, is like a torrent, rushing through the nerves of the brain, turning into stimulating electric currents, which are not only part of the force that keeps the body running, but also part of the load.

Because I've been used to it for a long time, my attention is not completely distracted by those distracting thoughts. My bodily instincts, instincts, and interlocking observations are constantly reporting to me about my current situation. Compared to most occult experts, I really have no blind spots in terms of observation ability.

The invisible high-speed corridor stretched to the end of what could be seen by the naked eye, and I was racing at a speed that most mysterious experts who were good at moving at high speeds could not match. Even so, Marceau was still following closely behind, and the distance between me and her was indeed growing, but the change in this distance was very small. If you just run like this, it will only take more than an hour to completely get rid of Marceau's tracking within your line of sight.

For me, it's not the only experience, but it's not a common experience either.

If you make an assessment of Marceau, who is now showing such strength, based on the situation at this time, then she is still not as powerful as the final weapon. This also means that Marceau in this state will not be able to defeat the alienated Youjiang, and even against the doomsday agent "Carmen", who is integrated with the electronic demon "Night Raven Quark" because of his unknownness, and Father Edward, who has infiltrated this mental hospital, has no absolute victory rate.

Whether it is Carmen, who has fused with the electronic demon "Night Raven Quark", or Father Edward, who has evolved to 999 in disguise, his adaptability to the combat environment and the comprehensiveness of his own combat survivability are in fact, far above me. The former's electronic demon is made of a mysterious substance called "construct", and the demon in the latter must also have a kind of amazing defense in the demon disguise. And as far as I know about them, it's far from their cards to keep themselves undefeated.

Now Carmen has been proven to be a subordinate of the alienated right river. And the latter has already created a huge saya.

Marceau, as the core of the repeater, can indeed imagine how strong it is, how strong it may be, however, in theory, it is so, in fact, it is still subject to huge environmental constraints. I'm from the previous engagements. It was already possible to estimate how strong this restriction would have to be for her.

By the time the final, most necessary key arrives, Marceau will probably not exceed the intensity I have estimated.

It is also because the estimated strength does not exceed Carmen and Father Edward at this time, so. It will make me deeply feel how clearly the mystery of Marceau has a clear relevance to my mystery now. So, to be able to judge, from the very beginning, her goal was to put it on me.

Ten minutes later, I was already on the shoreline of the peninsula, where the wind and waves crashed against the cliffs and reefs, and this place. It's definitely beyond the confines of a psychiatric hospital. It was only at this time that the sense of pursuit behind him suddenly disappeared. I stood on the edge of the cliff and turned around, and Marceau was no longer visible in the plane that could be seen with the naked eye, as well as in the three-dimensional range that could be observed by the chain. Intuitively, she wasn't hiding, but she was no longer pursuing. In terms of time. It wasn't until I came to this fringe that I lost all traces of her. Rather, before that, the sense of her continued to fade, and until this time, it was completely gone.

Is it just the intention to expel me from the confines of the psychiatric hospital? I can't help but think so. Or is Marceau's state at this time actually not beyond the scope of a mental hospital? Like the Earthbound Spirits in the Occult? Think so. It's not impossible, after all, no matter how big the defects of this Las Vegas repeater are, it is still a repeater, allowing Marceau, who is the core of the London repeater controller, to appear here. The costs and restrictions required must be significant, and they must be enormous.

It would be completely understandable if the NOG team, or just the covert operation of the Cyberball members, could only be maintained within the confines of a psychiatric hospital. No, it should be said, it makes more sense. Although from the perspective of the situation in the entire repeater world, it is indeed more exciting to have such a powerful hole card as Marceau that can operate all over the world, however, just in terms of the current plan, they don't actually need to maintain such a huge range of activities, but just for the current plan on the peninsula, it is enough for Marceau to only be able to save Zài in a mental hospital with such a strong attitude.

As the night unfolds, the workshop's distortion and deepening of the park, as well as the plan to be tacitly executed together, reach an important key. The arrival of high-end fighters from various mysterious organizations, as well as super mysterious experts who act independently, has indeed put tremendous pressure on Cyberball and others who have been silently contributing their own strength, but cannot be called the protagonist.

I can completely understand why Marceau is here in such an image at such a time, and why Marceau in the past is here. What runs through this qiē is not a conspiracy, but something fateful hidden under the intersection of multiple interactions. It allows Marceau, in this play, to play such a role, just as she did in the past in the apocalyptic vision.

Looks like I'm going to pick up the pace as well. With that in mind, I swept again and raced along the coastline to orient myself and position the asylum more concretely.

Dr. Nguyen Le is nowhere to be found, but she must still be in a psychiatric hospital. Although she can ignore the mystery and use her alertness and intelligence to deal with danger in a certain way, she does not understand what kind of people her opponents are. Even ignoring the mysteries they possess, and in terms of the talents of ordinary people, those people are top-notch.

I haven't forgotten that when I became a second-level Demon Pattern Emissary, I could already be called a genius in a certain aspect, because at that time, an extreme talent had already been forcibly developed. My chain decision, for example, is the limit of observing "motion". Other people, even if they are not Demon Pattern Emissaries, as long as their abilities reach the strength of the equivalent second-level Demon Emissary, they will also change from mortals to geniuses in a certain aspect. And among these geniuses, those who can limit their talents such as "layout ability" must also be in zài.

Compared to those "geniuses", Dr. Nguyen Le is just a researcher with unique charm and strong potential in psychology and drug research.

In order to protect herself, in order to continue her research, it is inevitable that the strategy she has carefully considered will be seen through. On the worse side, assuming she's still safe, it's possible that some people still hope that her actions will bring some surprises. After all, the deviant effect of the torchlight has already begun, and the development of events will definitely not be as expected by Dr. Nguyen Le in theory, and what Dr. Nguyen Le does not want to happen, but it is very likely that what the conspirators expect.

During my return to the psychiatric hospital, I tried to contact Dr. Nguyen Le several times, but the blind sound on my mobile phone kept coming from the other side of the phone.

Although my gut told me that Dr. Nguyen Li's situation was not going to end for the worst, the pressure of the current situation still made it impossible for me to completely relax.

Where exactly is Dr. Nguyen Lê? What are you doing? Will I be locked up by Marceau again when I re-enter the confines of the asylum? These questions have been bothering me.

Before re-entering the area of the asylum, I found the pier where I had landed on the peninsula in the first place. Along the pier, the Mercedes runs on the familiar route, and finally arrives at the villa area built by the developer to develop tourism on the peninsula. The refined and spacious bungalows stood in the midst of the storm, somewhat unexpectedly, and light came through several rooms. Someone still staying here, other tourists? Or is it a wild psychology expert who has been left behind to participate in the seminar? Of course, there is also the possibility of "acquaintances" or "enemies".

After a long walk and a fierce battle, my shoes were damaged and I had to walk barefoot on muddy roads. The muddy water on the side of the road, forming gray-yellow puddles on the road surface, is cold and rough, and it is difficult to like it. I took off my patient gown, wrung out the water, wiped my head and face, and put it back on. Although it will soon become wet again, such an action can somewhat calm the surging mind.

I had done this meticulously before I knocked barefoot on the door of the villa where I had lived, and one of the rooms that was lit up was in this villa.

Who could be here?

I did expect that. (To be continued......)