Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

Chapter 1570: The counterattack of the dead

The dark, dark human form loses the details of human limbs, and then turns into an image-like picture. The cosmic background is like a hole punched out by this dark, no matter from which direction, it is just a face-to-face observation No one knows what is hidden in the cave, but it makes me feel that it must not be empty and definitely not a "passage". [Sogou, 360, sososojdxs free download novels] Its way of existence is inexplicable, but it will definitely not be unreal. If you can observe it in depth-someone will think so, but, as long as Such a thought will surely be swallowed up by the sudden fear.

I was terrified and desperate, and crazy emotions circulated in every nerve with the surge of thoughts. Even so, the battle must continue. I know very well, no, it should be said that I firmly believe that even if I am "eaten", it will definitely not be the end, but the beginning of the Jedi counterattack.

The reason is the same. If something cannot be broken from the outside, breaking from the inside is the only option. In the limits of mankind, thinking in a human way, the only feasible conclusions drawn were already before me, and someone did that.

Dr. Ruan Li, Jia coconut, Si Tian Yuan.

The dark human form imprisoned my right hand. This right hand is neither mine nor Youjiang, but belongs to both of us. It is like a bridge, a shackle that locks me and it together. I couldn't escape, I counterattacked subconsciously, hysterically inspiring all the weapons that were available at the same time. Even so, I know very well that my counterattack at this time is absolutely weak and ineffective.

The special seed ammunition has come out of the closed armor like a storm, but even if it hits, these ammunitions are only "swallowed by darkness".

I was entangled in such an obscure darkness. A force full of malice, making the right hand seem to be struggling uncontrollably, with severe pain. Infiltrated from the right hand, along the connection with the left eye, churning and stirring in the fine channel. My right palm collapsed completely before the third round of shooting. It begins to disintegrate from the form of matter, and turns into fine flesh and blood, and the ash that flesh and blood turns into again, the ash will also become more finely divided, until it cannot be seen directly. Then, the darkness replaced the palm, starting from the part of the wrist and spreading to the entire arm.

I am being gnawed.

Without teeth, there is no need to refuse, but what is eaten is broken down. The speed of decomposition is so fast, and the final decomposition is so thorough, but it leaves the "pain" itself in an extremely abnormal way, constantly magnifying in consciousness. People want to die completely. However, although nibbling is not slow, it is definitely not fast. I have no way to escape. I can only bear the pain and the horror that is born from the bite.

Death also becomes a luxury at this time.

Crazy is the hysterical intention to get rid of pain.

Despair is a product of the current situation that is absolutely inescapable.

I won't faint. No, if you can choose. I will not choose to faint because of this pain, fear, despair and crazy emotions. In this negative feeling like a flood, I struggled, opened my eyes, and watched the darkness. Watching the bitten self, watching the process of dying. I want to brand all of this in my mind, as for why, probably because, in my heart, there is still a spark of hope.

I want to call that name. However, I endured not calling that name. I think she will appear, but I don't think she should appear in my call. Because she should not be my savior. What she did, as she said, was to save the end. Therefore, she chooses her goal, the timing of her shot, and the venue where she fights. All this is not a response to who is calling, but only a decision made by her own will.

However, she will definitely appear, no matter how dazzling.

My consciousness was stirred by the pain and fear of dying, as if jumping up a few steps of frequency, in such a way that I can hardly imagine myself, it would be so violently agitated. I gradually did not know what I was thinking. I only knew that my thoughts had turned into a more terrible tsunami than any unusual moment in the past. After the dam was broken, I spread in a plain field in all directions, no Shackled, unblocked, scattered, soaked, turned the soil into a swamp, emitting a rotten stench, spreading screams and death.

Even so, I am still awake. No, although I feel that I am still awake, objectively speaking, in the eyes of the third party, it is a little unclear whether I have collapsed consciously. The dark things have eaten away from the shoulders to the knees. I can still feel the consciousness above the neck and below the knee, but this fragmented consciousness will still not be positive and comfortable. , Refreshing, suppose there is such a person, he and I have completely opposite definitions of "positive", "comfortable" and "fresh", then, I believe that in this state, he will never find The feeling he needs.

For anyone, it is the “negative” that he perceives, but it is unbearable. Such a power, as I have seen in the past, is the power of Saya, the distortion of Saya. As long as there are positive and negative aspects of cognition, as long as you can think and feel, can you only taste "bitterness"? This is the intention of Father Edward.

I was in a trance, as if I saw a huge Saya soaked in a greater torrent of black water, black water overflowed from every inch of it, and swallowed with countless mouths. The figures of Si Tian Yuan's Gamma Coconut and Father Edward are also looming in the black water. They are like one of the faces, and they are like an illusion caused by a flow phenomenon.

The figure I wish to see stood on the bank—I think, in fact, the black water permeates here, there is no shore, but the figure stands in that place, and that place becomes the “river bank”. As for whether this "river bank" is made of mud or something else? There is no idea at all to want to understand. I also think that all of this is just an illusion on the verge, but she is here.

Dr. Ruan Li ...

I didn't say the name. I just seemed to be standing at the end of the illusion, staring at the solitary, independent figure. At this time, she was like the one she had seen in various hallucinations in the past. The white coat representing the status of a researcher swayed in the wind and carried a common-size suitcase. She seems to be looking at Black Water and Saya, looking at various phenomena in Black Water, but it seems that she is just standing there. Fall into my own thoughts. She seemed to be waiting, as if doing calculations.

I hope she can look back at me.

So she turned around and looked at me. But that face became so vague, no, to be precise, there were no facial features, and it was completely indistinguishable. Is it really Dr. Ruan Li? It's just that the outline, the hair, the costume, and the casted line of sight that can still be felt from the face without facial features are so clear and familiar, just like being inscribed in the soul, let me know. This is the doctor Ruan Li today.

Is this an illusion? Is it unreal? Am I crazy to see these things? Although such questions also breed in the heart, the answer is no longer important. Because, I want to believe, no, I should say, I insist to believe that Dr. Ruan Li is here, in such a seemingly illusory and extremely profound way.

I wanted to go over, but my legs didn't listen. Then I realized that I was not standing in this strange place in the form of human being, but floating in the air in the form of a crow. I fluttered my wings and flew. Looking down from a height, all the sounds made became the hoarse and dark emphasis of the crow.

I wanted to fly to Dr. Ruan Li's side, but I couldn't cut into that weird environment anyway. I clearly feel that I am so close to them, but it seems that there is an invisible barrier between us that is far from the horizon. However, Dr. Ruan Li watched my flight. When I looked at her, there was a feeling that she was smiling. Although there are no facial features, it is impossible to express it in a gesture, but the feeling of "she is laughing" is so strong and strong that people do not think it is an illusion.

I think she is saying: This is the time.

So, the figure again faced the direction of the black water, carrying the suitcase and striding forward, from the shore where the black water could not soak, into the unpredictable black water. The black water flowed over her waist. Shaye's movements set off black waves, washing all directions, and then came the voices of countless people, like a painful cry, like a desperate cry, like a struggling giant. Roar. But all this, could not knock her down.

Dr. Ruan Li stood straight in the water, the black water soaked in her waist, the wave head opened, covered her, the wave head receded, and the straight figure like a javelin was exposed. She unhurriedly opened the suitcase floating on the black water, took out test tubes one by one, and poured the deep purple liquid into the black water-I know, that is a "paradise", not seen in the past Any kind of "paradise" is the final masterpiece of Dr. Ruan Li in this repeater world. Immediately afterwards, Dr. Ruan Li also drank the "paradise", her body was rapidly depleting and melting, just like a human-shaped candle melting in the heat, flowing into the black water, along with the deep purple towards the black water Spread farther and deeper.

When I was awake, it was like waking up from a nightmare. What I saw was still the darkness at hand, and I only had my head left, and at least my brain and eyes were still turning. , Because you ca n’t hear anything, you ca n’t confirm whether your ears are intact.

Darkness seems to be a bit wrong. Nothing can be seen from the outside, but its bite speed seems to be slowing down. Even so, after three seconds, I lost my chin, without my tongue, and then my nose. After losing his nose, the dark nibbling to me stopped completely. It seems that there is a light other color that breeds from the dark. If the dark is behaved as a light black with a sense of transparency, then this other one This color is extremely close to black, but it is thicker and more full of realism, so it appears extremely turbid. It is almost ignored in the dark.

Has it started? Just as I expected.

Just as Father Edward wanted to use Saya to control the black water and expel the four-day courtyard gamma coconut. Just like Si Tian Yuan ’s coconut lurking in the black water, he defeated Father Edward from the inside and became the ultimate individual. Just like this four-day courtyard, the coconut palm still wants to draw a scoop according to the gourd, and merge with Youjiang to become a part of this monster, and then expel it. Dr. Ruan Li did the same thing, she was in Blackwater, accompanied by the combination of Blackwater and Saya, the monster that accompanied this combination was swallowed by another monster named Youjiang, she was always there, then At that moment, like an illusion, she began to get rid of it-if Si Tian Yuan Jia Coconut wanted to be a "virus ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ acting inside Youjiang, then what Dr. Ruan Li wanted to do It is a "drug" for the situation of Youjiang.

Whether the "virus" of Sitianyuan's coconut palm can really make Youjiang "sick" and eventually erode it completely, I can't feel any signs here. However, Dr. Ruan Li's performance as a "drug" is more obvious and strong.

The darkness transformed by Youjiang is still and is being infested with deep purple, but these reactions are quite calm, rapid and gentle. The infested part is fading away from the outline of my body, and the part that has been eaten up is exposed. Everything is left. I ca n’t see or feel it. I just lost it completely, but it was unexpected. I die.

The muscles are gone, the blood is gone, the nerves and bones are gone, and the internal organs are gone. Even so, I am still in a standing position, I can still breathe, I can still think. When the darkness completely faded from me, I only had one head left, floating in this cosmic void. Even so, I am still "alive" and can still be sure of my existence. Not only can I think, but as my thoughts become more condensed, I become more calm-I feel calm, I accept such scenes and my situation, those negative emotions of madness, fear and despair Although it continues to breed, it is like being isolated behind a glass wall. I can see them clearly, but they ca n’t pass me. (To be continued.)