In front of me, the presence of silver bullets is getting stronger and stronger. The silver bullet that transcended the physical entity transformed the way of existence, forcibly penetrated into my thinking with ideology, and locked me firmly with the sensibility as a channel. I feel—or rather, make me feel—that I cannot resist this type of attack. The explosive power possessed by the silver bullet is not reflected in the destructive power to the material. Although I ca n’t fully understand all of its mysteries, but between the crisis of life and death, the intuition as a mystery expert is telling the end of the hit: I It will be like the billions of human beings on the earth, because of the serious injury of the consciousness level, they will lose consciousness and personality, and even die from the consciousness level, and even this death will be fed back to the material level, causing the physical structure of the body to fall into a state of death .

It was a terrible blow than the one that broke out with his life, and he chose an excellent time and caught me by surprise. I never felt that I would underestimate the enemy. In the past battles, I often evaluated the strength of the enemy within the range of imagination, but I have to admit that Billy ’s final attack rose to the point where I did n’t even think about it. Over height. Although in the infinite mystery, there will always be some forces that can burst terrible lethality at the limit, and these forces cannot be evaluated in advance, I have always maintained a vigilant mentality, but I am The familiarity of Billy in the past caused me to have inertia when judging others. In addition, Billy in this doomsday illusion has the same qualitative difference as him in the past, which made me vigilant to no avail.

Of course, I am not ashamed of my mistakes. The emotions in my heart are definitely not the feelings that shame can describe, and there is absolutely no Billy ’s resentment. I know very well that Billy does n’t even have a trace of negative emotions. I can more or less realize the emotion and hope pinned by Billy ’s last bullet. Although Billy did n’t describe it, but only expressed it by the lore of this blow, I also felt the resonance-that It does not matter where you stand. Anyone who wants to find hope in despair, fight back, and regardless of their own lives must protect certain things and overcome certain things.

Yes, the more in such a critical situation, the more I can feel this will. I can find a very familiar feeling from this silver bullet, which has the Gaochuan people in the past and the things that Gaochuan has been insisting on all the time. Since I cannot resent myself as Gao Chuan, nor do I resent the Dorothes who are on the opposite side, then I cannot have such a negative mood in Billy.

It ’s also because this silver bullet made me feel a sensual resonance, so I felt that I could n’t fight this silver bullet, because it was like denying my life as Takagawa, and denying all Takagawa and The efforts of the people I love to fight this desperate world. I am also very sure that if I die under this silver bullet, it will not produce any unwillingness. The sense of crisis I have at this moment is only the survival instinct of a life trying to advance, but this instinct It does not surpass my sense of identification with this silver bullet.

Once I was killed by Billy ’s last bullet here, it was almost like proving that a desperate blow made with such a will had the power to defeat the seemingly impossible enemy. .

The result of this death can make me frankly believe that people have the power and will to fight the seemingly invincible "virus".

This calm mood turned into a shackle that constrains me, even the survival instinct can't make a miracle in front of this shackle-it's like being unwilling to let the factors of survival instinct do such a miracle, Probably, I can understand this kind of "unwillingness" because this factor of survival instinct is sometimes reflected in "viruses". If this kind of power derived from the survival instinct can overwhelm all disadvantages and win the final victory, we now rely on our own will to try to surpass the instinct's struggle and struggle, which is not meaningless and worthless to the "virus" instincts Is there no miracle?

If I survived the attack of this silver bullet just because of the power exploded by the survival instinct, then one day, the "virus" will also use its more terrible survival instinct to explode unimaginable power. To invalidate the lore of all people from their own will.

Compared to the foreseeable final battle, compared to the incomprehensible existence known as the "virus", the moment of life and death that I faced at this moment was not heavier than a feather.

The sense of crisis on the verge of death made my consciousness very concentrated at this moment, allowing me to see more clearly in what trajectory and acceleration the silver bullet is advancing in the ideological world than before. For a moment, this clear sense made me feel that I could avoid this blow, but at the same time I could deeply feel how much I actually don't want to avoid this blow.

Yes, whether it is instinctive dodge or the bearing of self-consciousness, this contradictory and unified balance is beginning to swing in my observation of myself.

However, at the moment when the balance was about to tilt to a certain side, a blood red diffused in front of me. It's like overflowing from an extremely tiny, unobservable "point" that spreads faster than the silver bullet advances. I can't describe this blood-red volume. Those units used to describe the concept of specific contours The words lost meaning in front of this blood red. It just exists, spreads, rotates, and constantly grows, and how big this "big" is can't be described with known concepts.

Even so, I still knew what this blood-red color was.

--River! ?

Now that Fu Jiang ’s sense of weight and presence have completely disappeared, I think of her again, and I think of more humanoid Jiang from the existence of "Fujiang", and "Jiang" from the humanoid Jiang, which is always in my Deep inside, it is as ambiguous as "virus". And when I think of it, its impression quickly deepens, and the whole process is like a silver bullet forming in my consciousness and thinking.

I instinctively recognized that I was already observing "Jiang".

At the same time, the silver bullet I observed and the blood red have very similar properties, and when I realized this, I couldn't help but wonder whether this silver bullet was entirely composed of Billy himself, and in the first Time denied it. I just felt that behind the bullet, there was something that Billy himself could not confirm. I began to feel that although this bullet was the embodiment of Billy ’s entire life and will, it was not simply these, and the “virus” was the driving force behind this embodiment of life and will. An extremely important driving force-simply Billy himself cannot make this blow. It is the power of "viruses" and the means of "viruses" that make this blow to the terrible level in front of him. It is the purpose of "virus".

Behind Billy's will, the undetectable will of the "virus" is revealing a terrible color.

And this kind of feeling also disintegrated the kind of "not far resistance" emotional restraint at the first time. I felt that I could do the "dodge" behavior, and at the same time, when I used my own will Before deciding, the body had begun to shift, allowing the key to avoid the bullet's trajectory.

However, I am not pleased with this result, but have a heavy mood above all other emotions, because, if I survive, the situation that is happening at this time is precisely that I can no longer control my emotions and thinking , The strongest evidence of cognition and will. Before I decided on myself, there was something deeper and more terrifying that made the decision for me.

That is the "virus".

I have been completely "sick and ill" and have no ability to decide death.

The blood red was penetrated by the silver bullet as I instinctively avoided the trajectory of the silver bullet. However, I did not see the silver bullet ejected from this blood red, it seemed to be lost, no longer existed, digested away, quietly, there was no movement left, not even a little ripple . I can't feel the existence of this silver bullet, and the terrible attack that almost left me stranded, seems to end like this. There is no fierce sawing, no brilliant sound and light, just like sinking into the deep sea.

It is really terrifying.

The results in front of me made me feel even worse, worse than being killed by a silver bullet, full of ridiculous maliciousness. However, he survived precisely because of this malice. The fact that I am still alive at this moment makes me feel a blow to my soul more than ever, and I feel the horror that stems from the deep darkness more than ever.

If this piece of blood red is really as subconsciously thought, it is the embodiment of "Jiang". Well, at this moment, "Jiang" is also closer to "virus" than ever, even if its appearance actually saved my life, and showed resistance to "virus".

Dorothy and Xie Se think that "Jiang" is equivalent to "Virus." If they see this scene, they will be delighted and think they have found absolute evidence.

The blood red color continued to spread, and it soon overshadowed my observation of myself, giving me a feeling of rapid rise in the mist of blood red color. When it reaches a certain peak, it becomes a sense of heaviness and restraint. Like a nightmare, I opened my eyes subconsciously, and the scenery in the underground hall squeezed into my vision again.

I realized that I had left the state of consciousness walking and returned to a more material battlefield.

However, what happened in the ideological world is so profound that I cannot forget it.

I stood just five meters away from Billy, and Billy was more like a sculpture in the slower world. The next second, his body slammed to the ground, his heartbeat and breath were gone.

Billy is dead. I knew he would die long ago, and I thought he would die when I was about to be killed by a silver bullet. And I survived in the end, even if this process of fighting for my life was accompanied by an unpleasant malice. I can't describe my emotions at this time. It is impossible to say that there is no luck, but even if there is luck, there is only a trace of that. The huge violent stirring of emotions is not at all positive.

The air is very quiet, and clearly deviation rituals are still being performed. Those ritual performers desperately made hysterical sounds, but instead, they made me feel quieter around me, like the existence of sounds, which has been divided into another In one dimension. In my world, there are only files and Billy's body.

Fu Jiang is no longer here. I can't feel her existence. She disappeared without a trace like a bubble, making me unable to observe.

"... failed?" The file looked sorry, and at this moment, she rushed to Billy's side, but it was over. She did n’t stop me from Billy ’s attack ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ But it ’s not me who killed Billy, but Billy himself, if from a deeper perspective, it ’s the culprit that led to the destruction of the world. In the illusion of doomsday, Billy's death is still not much different from the deaths of others, as if it were an established fate. I know that the file is not sad for Billy's death, but only regrets the ending that he can't win with his life. I can feel the resonance in Billy, and also see my own death in his death, and I also believe that the file can also feel these.

After all, we are all mysterious experts, all chasing mysterious and unknown people in the infinitely deep darkness. Perhaps our survival trajectory is different, the process of death is also different, and the expression of personality and will are also different, but from the beginning, we have essentially similar, similar or even the same parts.

"He almost succeeded." I said to the file this way. I didn't know what expression on his face was when he said this. Maybe there is no expression, because the complex and turbulent emotion in my heart almost paralyzed my facial muscles.

"It's almost meaningless, success is success, failure is failure, as long as it is a battle, there are only these two endings. There is no middle way." The file reached out and covered Billy's open eyes. The sound was like worrying about waking up the body, "At least, you let that monster disappear."

I know that she is talking about Fujiang. I really do n’t feel the existence of Fu Jiang, but I ca n’t believe that Fu Jiang was wiped out. Because, before I entered the consciousness walk, Fu Jiang had already begun to make changes. This change was not caused by Billy's attack.

In my opinion, the disappearance of Fu Jiang is not the result of the two of them.