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While I was sorting out my thoughts, I retreated with everyone, and when I retreated to the first carriage behind the front of the car, I finally couldn't hold back and told them my thoughts. At the same time, I was apprehensive, this idea was just as valid as my guess in the passage, but it was also not guaranteed to be correct. Tomie has said that offering me is just a choice, but if such a choice causes others to misjudge, it will also make me feel guilty.

"It's a possibility, no, that's the only guess we have right now." As the commander-in-chief, the character of the fire is much calmer than that of the file and Billy, he thought about it for a moment and said, "Then, according to this judgment, the train may have stopped halfway, or it may have already reached its destination." The latter is more likely, and if you want to attack halfway, it is more straightforward to use explosives, so why use such a slow method? On the other hand, in this mode of attack, there is no need to deliberately attack when the train is halfway through. ”

"What's the use of saying so much? How exactly do we do that? Ballerina said in a loud voice.

"Idiot, don't you understand?" The file angrily said to Ballerina: "What is the reason why we didn't dare to jump out of the car before?" ”

As soon as she said this, Ballerina turned a corner. It must be noted here that although the area of the folded space is just enough to swallow the train, each train will enter an exclusive tunnel after leaving the station, and the size of the tunnel is just enough to accommodate the car body, and there is no room outside the car at all, so the proposal to jump the train will not work on the way to the train. If you have already arrived at the station, the surrounding space will of course be much larger.

"So what are you waiting for? Let's go down quickly. Ballerina urged.

Through the open entrance and exit of the carriage, you can see that the folding space is approaching step by step, and the constant vibration of steady dìng is like the footsteps of death. We didn't have much time left, and everyone tried to make a hole in the car, but the bullets hit the wall and bounced off, and the car was stronger than expected.

"There's no way, let's use a critical weapon." When he said this, everyone's eyes were on Tomie.

The reason for not using Critical Weapons in the first place is that Critical Weapons are so powerful that side attacks may disintegrate along with the wheels. If we were wrong, we would be stuck in a tunnel, watching ourselves be swallowed up by the folded space, along with the wrecked train. Even if the car is crooked, there will be room on the outside, and I can surpass the speed of this train with all my speed, but I can't take everyone with me.

But now that he has made up his mind, there is no other good way than to use the critical weapon.

Tomie didn't shirk it, she hasn't expressed her opinion, it's not that she doesn't have ideas, it's just that it's not a desperate situation for me and Tomie at the moment, no matter how you decide, it's more to ensure the chances of survival for yourself and others. Tomie has joined the Security Bureau, but unlike me, she doesn't feel a sense of belonging to any organization.

I think I can understand what she's thinking at this point - it's none of her business anyway, they can do whatever they want.

Everyone retreated behind Tomie. I walked over to Dorothy and grabbed her hand, and she struggled at once, but quickly let go. I smiled kindly at her, and she glared at me and snorted softly, then lowered her head and hugged the bear puppet tightly.

Whatever the reason, my heart was so happy that she had changed her attitude and felt like she had helped.

I care about Tomie very much, so I also care about Dorothy, who is like her sister, and I am determined to treat her more kindly in the future.

"So, I'm going to start." After Tomie finished speaking, before the others could speak, the knife-like critical weapon had already been swung down.

The scene in front of her immediately distorted, and the solid walls, along with the floor and ceiling, creaked as if they had been thrown into a blender. Suddenly, with a loud roar and vibration, countless metal fragments erupted outward.

The body sank downward, resulting in a noticeable skew, and although everyone had been prepared, they still couldn't help but stumble.

Our eyes widened, and beyond the huge rift, a large and still space flooded into view.

The scenery there gave me a sense of grandeur and familiarity. Huge columns, sci-fi-style electronic circuit-like textures stretch like vines to every corner, sprinkled with silver light, soft but give people a sense of overflow. Three hundred meters in front of it is a spindle-shaped huge machine, the bloated waist is translucent, and the inside seems to be filled with a light ** liquid, and there is something floating in it, and it is not clear to see.

The spindle is surrounded by six coffin-like cabinets, which are connected in series by a number of conduits to resemble a six-pointed star.

This is not only the station, but also the final destination, an altar that is about to be launched.

The air was filled with the sound of reverent, clear but unintelligible recitation, which seemed even more quiet and mysterious.

There were no soldiers to be seen, and thirteen men in black robes, whose figures could not be seen clearly, stood under the spindle machine, their heads hanging as if they were praying, and the sound of recitation was made by them. There was such a violent explosion behind him, and he didn't turn to look at us intruders. Standing in front of the thirteen black cannon men, a priest dressed as a priest on the top of the steps cast a gaze at us.

Such a familiar gaze, as silent as a stagnant lake, awakens memories that are deeply imprinted in my mind.

That priest was none other than a sixteen-year-old priest of the Doomsday Shinrikyo Church.

He and I made eye contact and bowed his head slightly, as if greeting a friend, and there was no hint of malice.

Although there were no soldiers from the Banu Army, the atmosphere became more solemn, as we all saw the opponent we had to face before destroying the altar.

It was the nine men standing in front of the priests and prayer seekers, dressed in different costumes, all of them giving the impression of danger.

My magic pattern began to burn, I couldn't get their information, and the valuation of combat power was extremely rising, and the weakest person also had a value of 1900, and even one person exceeded 3000, which was very close to Tomie at this time.

All nine of them were third-level Demonic Emissaries.

"What a grand honor guard." Ballerina's voice was a little harsh.

"Stunned? Ballerina ......" said in a timid voice, and Dorothy changed back to her old self.

"yes, I'm so scared that I'm almost peeing my pants." Ballerina let out a hey, and he glanced to the left, where the folded space had eaten up the entrance and exit of the carriage.

"-This article is transferred from Shushu.com-http://shushuw.cn/shu/27609/4239771.html-Let's go." Misfire said, leading us out of the train.

After a while, when I turned back, the train had vanished like an inch, and disappeared without a trace.

At this moment, the sound of machinery running overhead was heard again, and the others and I looked up to see a huge spider-like machine hanging upside down from the ceiling. It was the size of a basketball court, and six eyes were on us. However, it is not a dead soldier, it is purely a mechanical body.

"Something is wrong." Ai suddenly spoke, and the voice was only audible to us, "Did you see the sacrifice?" ”

The file looked around again, then shook his head.

"The Prophet said that this ritual requires a lot of sacrifice."

"There should be, but I don't know where to hide." The fire still looks calm.

"Maybe this isn't really a place of ceremony?" Ballerina said.

"No, this is it." Misfire said with great certainty.

"Are you afraid of being affected by the battle?" The file speculated, "Bring them out a moment before they are launched?" ”

"Isn't that too hasty?" I don't think that's the reason.

I don't know exactly what the ritual is, but I know that the ritual is well prepared before it starts. In addition to avoiding scrambling when things come to an end, it also represents respect, piety, and contemplation. In addition, there are three most direct ways to disrupt the sacrificial ritual, one is to destroy the instrument, the second is to kill the person who presides over the ceremony, and the third is to kill the sacrifice in advance.

The last one sounds easier, but it is the least safe option, because there are many cruel rituals that are not very taboo to kill the sacrifice in advance, but only reduce the torture and pain, and it is said that the effect of the sacrifice will be greatly reduced.

I always felt like I had seen the scene in front of me, but I couldn't remember it.

"Doomsday Vision." Tomie whispered in my ear, "In that spindle, there's a high-level monster. ”

That's right, Doomsday Vision, there is a description of a similar scene in the diary, and that's where we return to reality.

At that moment, the priest spoke solemnly, and his voice echoed over the empty altar.

"Have you discussed it? Time is running out, and I've been looking forward to seeing you there. I've been watching your battles with conflicted feelings. More than once I have wanted to lower your trials along the way, for the ritual cannot begin without one of them arriving here. But if you are not able to withstand this process, the success rate of the ritual will be greatly reduced. The trials were so severe and cruel, but you did not disappoint me. ”

As if in a speech, his tone was held high.

"Eight out of eight I thought it would be less, but you did it, with great courage, conviction and ......," he paused, "and good luck. ”

"You are the best of the Chosen One, there is no doubt about that." The heavy gaze swept over our faces one by one, "Your sacrifice will not be in vain, your death will bring more people a chance to survive." I will remember your efforts and pray for your blessings, and may you find happiness and peace when you return to the arms of God. ”

"Fuck your shit" Ballerina's voice was full of anger, he stared at the mountain, his facial features were already distorted, and the blood vessels in his forehead were also swollen: "Don't say things I don't understand, you killed my wife, my child, it's time to pay for the blood debt." ”

"Anger." Without any expression, he met the ballet bear's lustful gaze and said, "Very well, I see you, you are ready, the incomparable anger gives you great power, and your life will make the flames of hell burn." ”

Ballerina listened to him and almost rushed up alone, but was firmly held down by the shoulder.

"Let go of me, I'm going to kill him"

Ballerina struggled hard, his physique was the strongest among us, but he couldn't escape the confines of the fire. He turned to give the old fist to the fire, but was grabbed by the wrist with a file.

"Calm down"

"Calm down? You told me to calm down? Three years ago, when the rabbit cub was only thirteen years old, he killed more than 100 people I joined the Security Bureau, tossing and turning every day and couldn't sleep, and the faces of those people, their screams always lingered in my mind. Before my child was burned to death by him, he kept shouting, 'Daddy, help me.'" 'Why should I be calm?' I can't be calm," Ballerina yelled, pointing at the mountain and yelling at the file.

"Give me a minute." Turning Ballerina's shoulders and staring into his eyes solemnly and intently, "One minute at most." And then we'll get rid of those guys. ”

Ballerina's heavy breathing gradually eased as he watched calmly.

"What's the point of listening to that guy's here?"

"They don't do things that don't make sense." Gone Huo replied, let go of the ballet bear, looked at the mountain, and said to him, "Where is the sacrifice?" ”

"Homemade." Luan Zhong looked at the fire and said calmly: "Self-control makes faith sincere, people are no longer blind, control the fire of hell, and make the cycle unbreakable." Offerings, right here. ”

"Right here?" Ai muttered softly to herself, she was a little confused.

"Don't think of that yet?" Tomie spoke, a mocking smile on his face, "This little kid was clear from the start. ”

"What do you want to say," Ballerina yelled at her, "don't go around in circles. ”

"I, we are the sacrifices." Dorothy replied in a timid voice.

“…… What the? Ballerina's face froze for a moment, then he closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his expression and voice became completely calm, but in this calm, he felt a kind of power that was about to explode, "Hehe, is it?" Are we sacrificial? It's good, it's so gratifying. ”

He looked at the fire and said, "In that case, there is no concern, is there?" ”

Misfire retracted his gaze and nodded at Ballerina.

"I just like it." Ballerina walked towards one of the nine, and this time no one stopped him, "Come, kill me, or let me kill you." ”

"Perfect, so perfect." "I can't wait, there's not much time left, let's let the final ceremony begin." ”

With that, he knelt down on the spot, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and bowed his head in prayer surrounded by thirteen black-robed men. At first, these sounds seemed like every particle wrapped around the air, but as they gradually became louder, they merged into a surging torrent. With them as the center, the circuit on the ground suddenly jumped with a blue arc of electricity.

The prayers grew louder and louder, the syllables became more complex, and the sound echoed in the air, giving me the illusion that it was not a human voice or coming from the mouth of the person who prayed. As if from an infinite and far-reaching space, it may be in the sky, or it may be in the depths of the earth, which is both nine days of thunder and agitated lava.

As the sound changed, the number of arcs increased, and the leaps became more intense, and in the blink of an eye, it seemed that the entire altar jumped, and all the arcs condensed into an electric snake, which galloped and forked along the circuit, and crashed headlong into the cabinet at each sharp corner of the six-pointed star. Suddenly, six stout pillars of light rose from the cabinet, which seemed to run through the zenith and shoot all the way to the distant void.

At this moment, the galloping electric snake surged towards the surroundings even more ferociously, until it reached the top wall.

The entire altar was shrouded in a blue light.

The spindle made a dull operating sound, and the light liquid boiled and tumbled.

The people next to him lunged at their opponents. Ballerina ran and strafed, and one of the nine men met him, and the bullet passed straight through him, splashing countless electric lights around the group of prayers in the mountains, and there was an invisible layer of passports protecting the group. Bullets are useless, and it has been proven that Ballerina immediately throws away his firearms, and his body turns into a ball of flesh, which crashes into the oncoming enemy like a bouncy cannonball.

It turns out that this is his superpower, and I was a little surprised, because I think it is somewhat similar to Tomie and Dorothy's ability, but it should be different in Cheng Dù. Just as my talent chain judgment is the result of the interaction of complex mechanisms in the body, Tomie and Dorothy's superpowers should be the same, Ballerina's changes and their abilities seem similar on the surface, but there must be a difference in essence and depth, if he is cut off or his heart is pierced, whether he will survive is one thing, let alone turn into blood.

I grabbed Dorothy and Tomie's hands and started to sweep quickly, and when I entered the altar area, the electricity in the circuit pierced through the soles of my feet, and my whole body was numb and numb, and I was a little hot, as if I didn't try to strain my muscles, and even my strength would be dissolved. Ordinary people who are hit by an electric current of this strength may immediately fall to the ground.

The world around them slowed down, but not all, the strange prayers and the speed at which electricity flowed was almost normal, but it didn't matter, as long as it was faster than the blocker. There were several battlefields where a wide range of flames rose, frost also fell like rain, and the spider machine above the head also opened its lower belly, revealing rows of hideous and terrifying muzzles and muzzles, and in an uproar, ammunition poured almost half of the field.

In the midst of these stray fires, ice blades, and bullets, the three of us walked through every gap along the highway. Two hundred meters, one hundred and fifty meters...... They had to get closer, otherwise they couldn't be sure that Tomie's knife-like critical weapon would be able to tear through their shields. It's not that they don't know the power of Tomie's critical weapon, and they dare to stay where they are, so they must have something to rely on.

Everyone else tacitly lured away from the enemy they were fighting with, opening the way for us, and even abandoned their opponents on the ground, jumping into the air to attack the mechanical spider.

It is about to enter the range of 100 meters

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