I was standing in the passageway, behind which was the gate that had just been lowered. Behind the gate was a netball armed force of up to a hundred people. During the observation of the chain judgment, they were preparing to reopen the gate. Although those soldiers mastered experimental weapons equipped with s organs, they could theoretically have a certain effect on "mystery". However, the people who use weapons are just ordinary people, and it is not difficult for me to deal with. It's just that once they ran out, I couldn't avoid killing more people. I don't want to open the killing ring. If killing is really needed, none of those people can survive in the proving ground.

I still remember that after gaining power, I could not wait to confirm this power, even Longtan Tiger Cave was not in my eyes. However, that kind of surging passion has almost disappeared at this time. Moreover, here is a cyber ball. The people here have fought side by side with me-although the world has changed, and I haven't had many people who have contacted the cyber ball in the past, but the battle at that time was definitely not just us In the struggle, there must be all kinds of people, playing different roles, doing their best for every victory. In this base, the group of people I faced at this time may have the shadow of those people at that time. Although the world has changed, how much will the fate of people change?

In the past world, we fought side by side for the same goal, but now, I must become their enemy. I don't want to find an excuse like "the current doomsday illusion is different from the past doomsday illusion". Even if it seems pedantic, I still cherish the emotions in my heart at this time. The emotions bred by sight and nostalgia have been spreading on my chest, and I have been thinking about it. If you have to fight a war and use life and death to decide the success or failure of your plan, then, even if it is later, it is good to let yourself miss it again.

Since I opened my eyes from the testing ground. I do n’t see the faces of acquaintances, but I know that they must exist in this world, and these people I do n’t know are definitely not irrelevant.

"Come back, you can't catch me." I said to the five enchanted messengers that surrounded me. Their looks are also very strange. The vigilance and hostility in their eyes made their eyes as sharp as swords. It is as if the wolf is hunting, looking for the gaps and fatalities in the prey's every move.

My mood cannot be calmed down, there are too many intricate emotions and memories, I need to find a peaceful place to organize. However, time and place forced me to make a decision whether to go deeper. Or leave here, no matter which choice. It seems that fighting is indispensable, but this situation is contrary to my emotions. My physical state was at its peak from the beginning, but my fighting will is weaker than I have ever been.

I believe. These professionals standing around me must have seen through my reality. I think it makes them more inclined to fight, and I told myself that I must be tough. Warn them with the right attitude. It's just that I don't have much confidence in the effect.

Sure enough, these five Mageweave messengers immediately rushed when my voice fell.

The mysteries of the five people are all types of intensified attacks. Two of them have dazzling visual effects, one is flame and the other is frost; the other two are "mystery" from their common sense. In the action, the effect is manifested, one is superior speed, the other is suddenly enhanced physique; and the last person's "mystery", there is not much external performance, what type is it, maybe only real contact Only then can I realize it.

The "mystery" in this world is so varied and diverse, but the unique "mystery" is not often seen. In the "mystery" I have encountered, the superpowers of these four Mageweave messengers do not seem so unique. However, the impact of the "mystery" on the combat effectiveness does not depend on how special the "phenomenon" is. , How strong is the strength, how high is the mysterious nature, and how clever is the use of these "phenomenon".

Even if it is the most common, it is only the superpower that produces the "enhancement" phenomenon. It cannot be said that it is weaker than the superpower of the "space transfer" type. The two who collide with each other and can survive in the end are definitely not determined simply by evaluating their superpower characteristics.

It's just that my superpower, no matter in nature or phenomenon, is far beyond their imagination. The gap between the second-level Mageweave messenger and the third-level Mageweave messenger will only open up a gap from the "mysterious" quality, and it is difficult to accurately judge this gap when you have not personally reached the third level of.

Quick sweep

The invisible high-speed passage that unfolded instantaneously had been wrapped around their bodies, crossing the frost and flames, penetrating the swollen and rapidly attacking warriors, and arriving behind the last Mageweave messenger. Breaking down the details of every action I use to perform super powers will be cumbersome, so that people will have the illusion of "slowness", but all this is only between electro-optical flint, even if the name is also "high-speed" The super-powerful Mageweave messenger could n’t catch up with my movements, but it was only him who responded—when he turned around, I already punched one, knocking the Mageweave messenger that cast frost and fire on the ground , And crossed the enhanced Mageweave messenger, and arrived behind him protected by the mysterious Mowweave messenger who had no idea what kind of mystery he had.

My field of vision has no dead ends, and my time flow rate and their time flow rate are not the same. This can no longer be explained simply by "visual difference". I did not use my fist to kill the Mageweave messenger of unknown ability facing away from me, but smashed the firearm I had previously snatched into him.

The firearm immediately froze when it touched his skin. At the next moment, the voice of the only high-speed Mageweave messenger who could respond finally rang out: "Be careful behind!" Guns that bounced back several times over.

In the fast sweeping state, it is as slow as the sandbag thrown by my hand in my eyes.

I slid sideways, and the firearms passed like a shell, hitting the wall at the end of the passage with a bang. It seemed to be stuffed with gunpowder, and it was fried to pieces. Some of the lively guys were affected, and the body was hit by the scattered debris like a step, and fell to the ground softly. Others luckily escaped the onlookers, watching the tragedy of the place tremblingly, shouting sharply and in fear. Immediately tearing the silence that was about to freeze.

A whine alarm sounded throughout the passage, a deep and dazzling red light, leaving a dense haze.

Did the security alarm sound at this time? I thought, I still have the spare time to look at the situation of the passage at this time.

The first time he heard the companion's warning, the messenger who rebounded the firearm even rolled over a few meters, and I didn't pursue it. His super power is a bit troublesome. For me with bare hands, it is as troublesome as the body-enhanced Mageweave messenger. People with strong defense will always have more chances to save their lives. I am not sure whether I can penetrate the defense of these two people-I think if I really think about it, I can definitely be in a very short time. I came up with a way to break the enemy, but I did n’t think about it.

Floating emotions, let me not have too many fighting thoughts.

Observation of chain judgment. The gate of the test site has already started to rise, and waves of turbulence have spread beyond a farther range. A large number of support troops are coming. At about the beginning, they thought that the first team was enough to deal with my sudden enemy, so didn't they sound the alarm in the first place? In this base of cyberballs, the security defense mechanism seems a bit rigid.

I don't think this kind of rigidity is due to the deterioration of the ability of the network ball, or the reason why some people neglect their duties. I have never underestimated the online ball. Their security defense system is very purposeful. It probably strengthens certain aspects of security in a targeted manner, and I have to accept the "hard" flaws, right?

The current information is still insufficient, not enough for me to judge. The law of the overall security defense mechanism at this base makes it impossible to spy on the whole picture of this base. However, I had to find a storage place for test weapons at this base. Even after leaving this place, there must be more intense fighting awaiting me. I don't have much time to personally build good equipment for myself, and when it comes to weapons that are "mysterious", I am afraid that there are not many places in the world that are better than online balls.

Well, to find the arsenal of cyberballs, and also a storage warehouse for experimental weapons, you have to find a way from these people.

I was thinking, compared to my thinking, even the movement of the Mageweaver with high speed and super power is not fast enough. He grabbed the companion with reflex power and jumped back more than ten meters. In front of the two, the two who showed the super power of flame and frost had not yet climbed from the ground, and the body of the super-enhanced Mageweave messenger, who had not been hit at all, slowly turned around like an enemy. .

They are too slow, too slow. From the reaction to the action to pay, they are already considered elites among the second-level Mageweave messengers in the official battle. However, for me, they are still too slow and too slow. The gap between us has become clear. I think about it again. When I first became a Mageweave messenger, according to Father Sisen, who was already a three-level Mageweave messenger at that time, the difference between them is the same as today?

At that time, how did it come? By the way, I remembered it. At that time, Father Sisen explained some knowledge about magic patterns and monsters for Fu Jiang and me. However, although at that time, Father Sissen used the term "monster", but those things, in the mysterious circle, were more often called "devil".

"... the feeling of nostalgia." I said to myself uncontrollably, even in the ideological world, when I first recovered, I did not lose my memory, but at that time, I did not have such strong emotions. Is it because I regained what I really walked on the ground, is it because, at this time, am I really born again?

I was silent, there was no more action, the gate had risen to a half-person height, and the footsteps of the reinforcements were blocking all the passages. I looked up and looked at the five enchanted messengers who were imminent enemies. Their eyes told me that their spirits were already tight, even if it was a meaningless little movement of mine, they would make them subconsciously make suspicions. And reaction. They are always ready to defend and fight back, but, perhaps they expect more, I continue to be silent here.

"Tell me, where is the experimental weapon?" I tried to use a gentle tone. Speaking to them: "Since the prototypes have already appeared in the s organ and the Rubik's cube system, then the ky series, have you also developed it?"

"... You're too arrogant, kid." It has become like a giant, with a three-meter-high Mageweave messenger making a buzzing low voice, "We admit. You are very strong, better than any one of us here Strong, but this is still not a place where you can spread wild! "

"Why not ask your superior boss? Maybe, their decision will be different from what you think." I smiled and tentatively said the name of my acquaintance: "For example, fire?"

"No, it's not necessary. Our responsibility is to stop a guy like you who is unknowingly thick and thick." Another Mageweave messenger said with a somber face.

"Sure enough. Is the escape still alive?" I heard a good news. Although, if a guy like Zha Huo dies, there will be no embarrassment to meet in the future, but it still makes people feel happy to hear that he is still alive.

"So, Jung? Is he still in the netball?" I asked again.

The other party frowned, however. Still answering the question: "Jung is not ours. Who are you?" Their reaction is enough to prove. They actually wished me to continue to ask questions and continue to delay the time. They still believed that as long as their hands were gathered together, they would not be easily defeated by me like before.

Do not. It should be said that they have confidence and tortured me slowly after seizing me.

The gate has been raised to a level sufficient for people to lower their heads to drill out, and the troops that came to support have also entered the observation range of the chain judgment. But I still do what they want. Continue to ask: "What about the file? Where is she?"

"File-" As soon as the other person said the name, I entered a strange world. In the range that my naked eye can observe, all the scenes are bending, just like a scroll, rolled up from the left and right sides, my body hangs horizontally on the wall at once. The chain judged that it was disconnected for a moment.

There was a faint layer of mist, which diffused in this roller-shaped curved channel, and at once it passed over one third of the diameter of the round mouth, and the people in those channels seemed to melt, and the body outline gradually faded Until it disappears.

The familiar feeling is not how familiar the distorted scenery itself is, but a more essential thing revealed from these phenomena.

The ideological world? I looked around and tried to find the conscious walker with the ability to launch, but there was no one in the curved passage. I think the other party must be here, just by some way to hide it cleverly, before I figured out a way to pull him out, his left eye, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly jumped.

In the next moment, the curved channel returned to its original shape, but the faint mist became more intense, showing a very obvious gray. Although I ca n’t see it, there is a strong feeling that the scope of being caught in the mist is expanding. Originally it was the channel where I was, but at this time, more channels and more rooms have evolved, just like a The rough model is polished to be more complete and realistic.

This change is over just at the moment when consciousness turns. I seem to be back in the base channel of the normal world. The surrounding scenery is so realistic, but if you look closely, you can still find it, even the walls In fact, it is also constantly creeping-like life, creeping around.

The place I am in is not a dead object, but more like a living body.

The fog has become extremely deep, so that the field of vision does not exceed ten meters, and in the misty field of vision, there are few human-shaped silhouettes, walking at a slow pace to the distance, and there seems to be something invisible, and myself Pass by. A strange sound came from afar, and whether it was heard or seen, it implied an extreme anomaly and inexplicable confusion.

What a familiar place.

"Welcome to the borderline, the unknown conscious walker." I held my twitching left eye and turned around. As I intuition, a clear figure stood behind me.

"You are also a conscious walker? That's right ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ You should be a conscious walker." The conscious walker didn't try to hide, and, I don't think he could hide again. His body contours are much clearer than those anomalous figures hidden deep in the fog. Under contrast, there is an extra sense of realism. It's just that I, who only sees things with my right eye, still can't see him clearly.

Judging from his words, he didn't know nothing about me.

"You say your name is Gao Chuan?" He said: "Don't joke! You are just a dead soul stealing information from other people's consciousness. There is only one truth. Your mystery has been solved by me."

"My mystery? Unwrapped?" I put down the hand that suppressed my left eye, and the opposite conscious walker said eloquently: "You just create interference in the consciousness of others through conscious interference."

I was silent, my left eye was rolling, beating, rushing left and right, as if I were to break free of my eye socket. At the next moment, I felt something, it really broke out of the socket-it was like a fire from a fire hydrant. Shooting blood.

The reddish liquid, like a torrent, swelled rapidly in my field of vision. (To be continued ...)