One, two, three or four, five or six ... I cut off the bodies of the ritual performers, hiding the terrible things deep in them, just like the first ritual performer who was cut by me , Mutate the body, scream, mutate the musical instrument, and show its own existence as that incredible deformation. Twisted internal organs, non-human blue-black body fluids, black tentacles, scattered in the air, diffused on the ground, with a degree that is not much slower than the swept, turned the underground hall into a world like alien Place.

Even if these things are divided into thousands and thousands of parts, they will not die. Pure physical damage seems to only allow them to spread in some way-I am not sure whether this scene in front of me can be described as "diffusion". . The ground material around the brazier has been completely covered with visceral flesh and blue-black body fluids, just like a muddy flesh swamp. The rhythm of its creeping does not seem to be fierce at first, but it has a complicated and sharp rhythm in details. It makes the overall movement seem to be full of surging power, just like the waves on the surface of the sea that are constantly rising when the waves are calm. When observing the process of its formation, you will feel that this fleshy swamp will only be a thin layer, but after watching for a period of time, it will produce the feeling of "depth like an ocean".

A large number of black tentacles emerged from this flesh and blood swamp, just like the fish that emerged from the sea, and showed strong aggression as soon as they appeared. They will not harass those ritual performers at all, but for others who stand within the flesh swamp and can reach by the tentacles, whether it is me or other mysterious experts, there seems to be a clear malicious intention. It is this kind of maliciousness that makes them not like some kind of mechanical weapons, but more like some kind of alien life, a kind of monster that is incompatible with those of us.

They are alive, even thinkable, and emotional, and such traits quickly manifest themselves in their coordination in attacks. They are of a single type, that is, the black tentacles I have seen before, and the attacking methods are relatively simple, that is, the imaginable attack methods of the tentacle form and the spiked form seem to be completely physical forms, following physical attacks, but, They can all keep up with the swept degree, and on this point alone, they have shown extremely high mystery. They cooperate with each other and intersect, as if weaving something complicated. If it were n’t for me, it would be fast enough and flexible enough, otherwise it would be really difficult to get out of such a dense attack network.

Tentacles and spikes are rushing towards me all the time, and one is cut off, and three or four make up for the air raid. Even if the time to break through is so high, it still makes people feel urgent. I envisioned whether other methods of non-slashing could give them more damage, but bullets, hammering, fire and flooding have all been confirmed to be ineffective. Limited by the generality of weapons, I can't make greater temperature changes or continue to create higher degrees of physical structural collapse. If you have a critical weapon in your hand, you can probably expect a greater advantage, but with ordinary weapons, I must admit that I cannot solve these abnormalities, and even the entire battle is being dragged into a helpless situation.

The beheading of these ritual performers did not give me a greater advantage, nor did it alleviate the problem to a certain extent, but made the visible problems more difficult. Perhaps such changes are enough for most people. I regret my behavior, but for mysterious experts like us, it is already commonplace. After all, in mysterious events, this kind of situation is common. Before it is really done, it is impossible to determine what the result will be. Even if a large number of clues are found in advance, a seemingly complete logic can be connected in mind. The logic may not be correct. When the results are used to verify the correctness of thinking and actions, the results often show unpredictable viciousness, error, and catastrophe.

Therefore, in the face of the current situation, neither me nor other mysterious experts with rich experience will have emotions such as surprise and remorse. However, it is impossible to come up with a better solution in a short time.

I tried to overturn the brazier, but the brazier is as heavy as expected, and I do n’t have the powerful physical strength and the mysterious power to greatly increase the physical strength. Even from the feedback of the trial, I do n’t think this looks The brazier, which seems to be separated from the underground space, can be overturned or broken simply by physical force. The flame in the brazier is obviously abnormal and does not follow the burning elements in common sense. It also means that it cannot be extinguished according to the scientific principles I know, and there are no more conditions to try.

I am racing in the flesh and blood swamp, and I can't reduce it at all. As long as it is slower than the last second, I will definitely be caught by these flesh and blood movements. Although this fleshy swamp only uses the "black tentacles" to display aggression, I have a clear feeling that the part of the flesh that does not produce black tentacles does not appear to be so gentle. I have no doubt that this muddy flesh swamp will evolve more deadly stuff.

Before they produced more dangerous changes, I had left this area and returned to the normal ground. I paused, and the whole world started to rotate at a normal degree again, only the crazy and harsh voice of the ritual performer remained unchanged. The sound seems to be gradually clear and understandable. I do n’t know if this is an illusion, but this feeling makes me have an urgent need to hear more clearly, and I also know that this is incorrect . The behavior of listening to these sounds itself will lead to more abnormal changes. However, the involuntary self-behavior and feeling is also one of the many common forms of mystery.

From the perspective of a patient with apocalyptic syndrome, these involuntary feelings, thoughts, and actions are precisely the manifestation of the disease. In severe cases, these performances are also very frequent. Just like myself, I am on the borderline of trying to be autonomous and unable to be autonomous almost every moment, and tend to change towards the direction of being unable to be autonomous.

The conditions of the patients with Doomsday Syndrome that can be observed from the perspective of the hospital's reality are very closely and profoundly related to the abnormalities of the mysterious experts in the Doomsday Illusion.

Therefore, from the perspective that I can perceive, these changes I am feeling are by no means benign changes, and the vicious malignancy is becoming very direct.

I don't want to hear, see, or feel these things, nor do I want to think about these anomalies. Such thinking seems to recognize these anomalies as "true", and I hope they are all "illusions."

However, the horror of all this is that the life of these situations is independent of individual subjective wishes.

I stopped, the slow and quiet world suddenly burst into a huge volume, behind me was the sound of Fu Jiang and other mysterious experts fighting, and in front of me, in the muddy **** swamp, resounded It is a voice full of ritual. The screaming and playing of the ritual performers without variation is like a call to a huge thing that exists in a certain nether world. It is a praise to it and a fear of it, it is a feeling of extreme fear Crazy expectation that ignited. I'm going to hear it clearly, I want to hear it more clearly. I do n’t want to hear it at all, but the sound penetrates into my mind, muscles, nerves, bone marrow and soul, as if the scroll is slowly unfolding, like the scenery after the thick fog has been lifted, like the gradually clear water, like The deep snow began to melt.

Ah, fear, I feel fear, my whole body is shaking from physical structure to mental state. Even so, I know that this is just the beginning, and what makes me feel so scared is still very far away. I have to wonder, when it is close to a certain distance, when I really see it, whether this fear alone will make me collapse from the form of existence.

This is different from the fear I felt from "Jiang". The fear brought by "Jiang" came out from the depth of me-as if deep in my body or deep in my soul-and this kind of fear at the moment Sense can only be described as "destruction from the outside". Although I had an idea from the beginning, the actual situation still surpassed my imagination. I am pretty sure that the result of this deviation ceremony of the torchlight will attract something different from "Jiang", but essentially similar.

——Eya, eya, asaTo ...

I seem to hear such a rhythm, which is indescribable tones and syllables, and I can only use a general impression to translate into my comprehensible pronunciations, but these translations I converted are definitely not correct. of.

Screaming, crazy and twisted performances, explosions, tears, wailing and wild laughter ... from all the sounds I can hear, I can feel a vague call to each other, corresponding to each other Against the malicious.

I can tell which are the voices from the ritual performer, which are the voices from Fujiang, which are the voices from the flesh swamp, and which are the voices from other mysterious experts, but because of this, I can clearly perceive There are so many voices in it, not in them. And these voices that I can't find the root cause just means that there is something terrible that I can't see.

For a while, it seemed like a moment, as if after a long time, I couldn't get rid of the fear in my heart and swept it again. At the beginning, I felt that it was my own idea, but at this moment, I felt that it was not entirely my own idea. I seemed to wake up from a nightmare, and my back was completely wet with sweat.

At this time, the fluorescent powder transformed by a mysterious expert seemed to be broken up by a stream of air, and it collapsed over the flesh and swamp at once. There are certain situations that I failed to observe, and those situations are absolutely bad for this mysterious expert, and even fatal. I only saw that the broken fluorescent powder quickly lost its buoyancy, and it was scattered in the black tentacles and the swamp of flesh and blood.

—That guy is dead.

I only have this idea, and my intuition is very sure of this idea.

A figure flew from the side, followed by a violent explosion. Before I turned around, the chain judged that this figure had been locked: another mysterious expert I did n’t know was a mature woman in terms of figure, maybe The face is good, but at this moment, it has been distorted by a huge force, the flesh and blood are blurred, and the five senses are difficult to distinguish. The whole body seems to be broken, and it is barely connected together with a single thread. Tattered, but even with such a heavy injury, she did not die immediately, and even made me feel like "although it is a serious injury, but it can be improved if treated in time". However, in this battle, no one was able to free up to catch her. The second black figure broke into my vision immediately after her. It was a toned body, long and trembling with the wind, and full of joy. 'S smile is Fu Jiang.

The two figures overlapped in midair, captured with the naked eye, and only the degree that the chain judgment could be observed had a huge impact. The oncoming air flow almost made people feel that the air directly opposite had solidified, so heavy. Fu Jiang's fist full of terrible power hit the body of this strange female mysterious expert without fancy, and the huge force suddenly exploded from the already broken body, tearing the originally human body into pieces. Blocks, sputtered in all directions like bullets.

Fu Jiang herself, in a more common-sense manner, suddenly stood still in the air, followed by ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Even the chain decision failed to observe how she disappeared. When she felt her presence again, she had already The voice came from behind me again—the sound of fighting as always, as if the fighting that came to me before was just an illusion. However, the heavy impact and the splashing flesh and blood were telling me that this was not an illusion.

I know very well that the strange movement of Fu Jiang was definitely not caused by "degree". Originally just using the "normal melee style" to express his powerful Fujiang, it is changing in an abnormal direction. In this terrifying deviation ritual, although she destroys the ritual in behavior, she is like a ritual ensemble. I feel that I am incompatible with everything here, and I am afraid and excluded from it, but Fu Jiang seems to be integrated into it. The abnormality she possesses and the abnormality generated by the deviation ceremony should be quite different, but But it makes me feel that it is interspersed with all these abnormalities.

Fu Jiang is very happy. I can feel the unabashed joy in her words and deeds.

Compared with all this, I am more like a normal human being.

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