This terrible mysterious impact cannot even withdraw the dead body soldiers with hard shells. The army of thousands of people in the Doomsday Truth will disappear in a blink of an eye. I believe that no one can imagine such a process, because, In the two doomsday illusions I have experienced, no mysterious battles of this scale have occurred. The people who survived in the end were all strong players who adapted to this battlefield. They were the most viable seeds after the big waves. As hostile parties, I do n’t think either party would think that the other party could survive. This battle brings us not only death but also experience facing the same environment, but also a preview of future wars. I believe everyone has this kind of consciousness in their hearts. There is no possibility of improvement in the position between Doomsday Truth and us, and each other ’s will and beliefs are hostile to each other. The people here started this brutal struggle only when they knew why they were fighting. Everyone also believed that his own direction was correct and his fight was necessary. At least, he was willing to give his life for it. .

Therefore, killing the enemy is the only option. Even if you let go of any enemy, you may bring fatal danger to yourself and your companions in the future. I don't want to decide the life and death of a person with the possibility of the future. However, I must decide the life and death of the enemy for my own plans and my dreams. I think this is very sad. This kind of sadness lies in that I can't find a way to complete my own plans and dreams without sacrificing anyone. I hate my ignorance, but it is impossible for me to stop myself because of my ignorance.

I sniffed the smoke and **** air in the square, feeling the irretrievable killing intention that no one tried to save. This life-and-death battle is not the beginning nor the end. It just flows down the long river of history and enters our lives as a matter of course.

Doomsday illusions may be illusory, and every conceptual change here may just be a reflection of some kind of change at the "real" level. But survive here. Fighting here, thinking and making decisions here, paying all emotions here, for others, for yourself, for ideals and beliefs-regardless of the right or wrong of such ideals and beliefs-such soul will, but real.

I don't know where the dead people will die in this world. I originally thought that the death of all people is a kind of end. I have understood the environment and history. Here is the real "hell".

Everyone, if there is no complete death. Will continue to repeat the tragedy of the end, they have nothing unknowable, can make people have a good vision of tomorrow. me too. From this perspective, the existence of the Doomsday Truth is not without its "justness", and perhaps the apparent motive force that prompted their actions is not this kind of justice. However, what triggers this behavior negates the self-destruction of the meaning of life, and the craze for death cannot be denied. It is a way for people to completely escape from "hell" and end "tragedy" in this environment.

I regurgitated the prayers of the Doomsday Truth, and I felt more and more that the end of their pursuit, the reincarnation of faith, was not an angry disapproval, but more inclined to a final peace and hope of coming back. Perhaps, just like the grass and trees, they believe that they must negate everything that exists, in order to usher in a blank, which can accommodate people's longing for the future.

I do n’t know whether such thoughts are realistic, whether the deaths they create are the deaths of the patients with the doomsday syndrome they represent, and whether this kind of complete death really makes them free. I learned from Jonny ’s memory that the “old friend” of the Doomsday Truth in the last Doomsday Illusion also appeared in this Doomsday Illusion, which proves that even the destruction of an Doomsday Illusion does not They did not free them. They are still in this tragic reincarnation, repeating the last life trajectory, perhaps, this will continue until they really complete the "end of the world" they are pushing, rather than relying on external forces The "doomsday" already planned.

However, they do not understand the power of this external level. They confuse the two concepts with similar but different meanings and cannot distinguish them.

Even so, this self-destruction that violates the goodness of life still makes people feel angry and sad, even if observed from the "realistic" level, I disagree.

It took me a long time to find such logic for the "facts" I learned. I am not sure that this logic is correct, but I can only think along this logic, because no one told me, and no one was in front of me to prove my right and wrong.

In fact, how I hope someone can point me to a correct path or prove my mistake.

but.

No one can provide a convincing answer that guides me on the right path.

I can only think by myself, move forward by myself, then overthrow my thinking, think again, move forward again. I can only fumble in the dark, every step makes me feel suffocated.

Perhaps something has been watching me, but it is just letting me go, and I ca n’t complain about it because I ca n’t think from its standpoint. I love it, but at the same time, I cannot deny that the deep gap between us comes not only from thought, but also from the essence of life.

Too many emotions, too many contradictions, entanglements in my mind. I never felt that I was normal. There was too much evidence that I was crazy. My existence just verifies one sentence: Who said the lunatic has no thought?

My views on myself and on the outside are full of contradictions. My wishes, actions and thoughts are also full of contradictions, at least, in my opinion, this is true.

The only thing that makes me feel like an ordinary person is that I will not use death to measure the value of life, nor will I think that death is the best way to end-of course. Perhaps death is a universal and modest way of ending. And the active pursuit of death is not even responsible for the lives of yourself and others, even if this behavior is driven by a beautiful longing for the future.

In my mind, flying thoughts. It made me seem to span time and space, overlooking every survivor in this square. I heard the apocalyptic lucky people chanting prayers: "Blood flesh is like grass and trees, glory is like epiphyllum, grass will wither, flowers will wither, but death is not the end, just as truth will last forever!"

Yes, death is not the end.

It may be the end of a past, the beginning of a future. However, this is not necessarily a kind of beauty, and it is not necessarily the beginning of my longing. What they crave is what I want to know, but I do n’t think they really understand the true nature of this prayer. Something that drives their behavior and thinking. Hidden in a terrible shady scene, they think they see through everything. Understand the truth, but it is nothing but moving forward in chaos and being laughed at by "God".

Mixed in the prayers of the apocalyptic lucky people, I seemed to hear another song:

"Ah, this is the end of loneliness

A happy night!

An angel with hidden wings and veil

Sitting in the theater

Watch with tears

A performance intertwined with hope and fear.

The band plays the music of heaven

The sound is tight and the sound is slow.

The **** above

Whisper

Flapping invisible wings like a condor

Hovering around.

A group of puppets

Chasing the lanterns chasing the magic of the gods.

What a mess!

They chase me.

But always return to the original starting point

Around the same circle.

Plot in performance

The madness of human soul, the sin and the tremor of soul fear

suddenly

A **** flying insect

Appeared on the side of the stage,

Twisting an ugly body

Climb into the route where people go around,

Swallow one by one

Filled with delicious food.

Looking at its **** fangs

The angel's tears were like a spring.

The lights flickered

One by one goes out

Give way to darkness.

A gust of wind blew through

The curtain like a coffin fell suddenly.

Angel looks miserable

Stand up and lift the veil. Thousands of sighs:

This is a "human" tragedy,

Conqueror flying insects,

It is the starring in the play. "

I feel like I'm in a trance. The auditory hallucination is accompanied by the wind, and the brutal killing is smeared into a funny oil painting. Ah, how bitterly ironic this is. However, no one can stop. When I turned my eyes, I saw another me in the same trance, the young Gao Gaochuan, you also heard the voice I heard, felt, the picture I felt . Even if we are divided into two, it is still one after all. I believe you decided to end this, because, I decided this way.

Even if there are serious differences in the plans we choose, I still believe that the end point to be reached must be the same.

So, without saying much, doing what you do is the best answer.

The gray fog condensed by a large number of deaths surging on the square, and in the singing of prayers in unison, the determination to kill revealed the grisly fangs. In the real singing of phantom death, Father Sisen compressed the air, and the wind surged and the explosion exploded like an avalanche. In the joint hands of other lucky people, the lucky people of the doomsday truth swept all the way. This attack has distinct levels. It seems that after losing the number, the mystery becomes clearer. I can even confirm at first glance which people have released the mystery of what kind of phenomenon-not everyone has the long-range attack ability, nine people who are good at melee combat, hiding after the first wave of attacks, Mercedes Benz forward.

The young Gaochuan and the file squad were among them—the two less powerful members of the file squad, female mercenaries code-named wrestlers and cleaners, survived additional protection—the other four came from the table Father Mori ’s Black Nest team and other members of the mysterious organization.

The number of survivors of Doomsday Truth is ten, namely four Class II Mageweave Messengers, two Class III Mageweave Messengers, and four elite wizards. Lying on the ground, like a dead soldier, has restarted the attack mode. However, driven by a wave of priests and other long-range attackers, they were swept away like garbage, opening up a channel for attacking melee personnel. These dead soldiers will naturally not be destroyed, but they cannot move. All of the attacks lost their quasi-heads, and Fr. Sisen ’s baroque superpower, which interfered with the audience, was struggling in vain.

Father Sisen ’s superb use skills are still so superb. I have to admire that he doesn't look much different from the last illusion.

And since the turbulent long-range attack is not to pursue the lethality of the enemy, then it can not cause harm to the ten-luck lucky person of the doomsday truth, which is justified. When the impact reached ten meters away, they were suddenly dispersed by invisible forces. Refer to external fierce phenomena. The calm area surrounding the ten people of the Doomsday Truth is like a transparent hood that upsides them.

Sparks, flashing on the surface of the "transparent cover". Then, the file leapt up and waved a knife-shaped critical weapon, just like cutting cream, and easily cut it out of a deep gap. In the ensuing attacks of eight others, it shattered like glass. I seem to hear that crunch.

Judging from the actions of these melee personnel without hesitation. They took this result for granted from the beginning-presumably because they were already destined to these enemies. Too much understanding.

Unlike the last doomsday illusion, my temporary companions have long been in contact with doomsday shamans for many years. Among them, even the weird mystery has been summed up in certain doctrines and stereotypes, using the magic effect of gray fog. It's too familiar to each other.

There are many kinds of witchcraft of wizards, but they often appear in actual combat and have universal significance. It can also ensure that the wizards survived the strong mysterious impact before, but not too much.

After the defense system was broken, it took only one face-to-face, and the melee battlefield division was completed. After the dead soldiers were swept out of the game, the battle of eighteen against ten clearly showed that we had an absolute advantage. Even though not all of the nine people in melee are as powerful as files, it is okay to suppress half of the enemies. The other half of the enemies were pinned down by Father Sisen and others who stayed far away.

Even when the number of people is dominant, it is still the most habitual choice to divide the enemy and break it down.

Of the nine people on Father Sissen ’s side, not all of the conscious walkers who once entered the ideological world of Father Edward with me have survived. The mysterious impact that destroyed the army of doomsday truth seems to have a very lethal effect on the level of consciousness.

I did not immediately join the battle. Under my will, the ky1999 colony system began to disintegrate. The quantity and quality of opponents have changed, and it is not a good idea to continue to use the cloak model. The Rubik's Cube system was reorganized into a multi-tube heavy firepower mode, which I carried on my shoulders and moved to a chain judgment range of 50 meters. It ’s not that those without long-range abilities of the enemy attacked me, but these attacks were all supported by other people and disappeared before they arrived. In terms of collaborative operations, Father Sissen is the best controller I have ever seen.

Within 50 meters of the chain judgment range, and even extend to the farther distance of fuzzy judgment——

"My bullet has no dead ends."

I said to myself, what I had been saying in the past, pulled the trigger of the "Gaochuan annihilation gun".

There is no need to worry about what kind of ability the enemy has. Saturated firepower will always play the role it should have. The mystery of the s organization is very low compared to the mystery possessed by the ten people of the Doomsday Truth. However, under the circumstances that they are constrained in many ways, not everyone can use their own mystery to protect themselves from dripping water. . The seemingly endless special bullets, shells and self-guided missiles bloom like fireworks from the launch port, thrown in the sky, rotated on the horizontal line, bounced on the ground, and passed by melee melee, intricately intertwined Firepower line. Such a trajectory is enough for the target to be hit, must take into account their own directions from all directions ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ and even obscured from time to time.

I know that this battle is over when these doomsday savior survivors are forced to approach the youth Gao Chuan and others. Even though there are two third-level Mageweave messengers, the theoretical combat power is similar to mine, but the actual disadvantages are often not recovered by individual bravery-unless, this individual is powerful and possesses Ignore the qualities of quantity.

It is a pity that the survivors of the Doomsday Truth do not have the capacity to ignore the number, cross the surface level, and their defensive power exceeds that of others. This is the reason why they survived before, but at this time, both sides are on the overall combat power. The gap is obvious. The elements of survival on the battlefield have changed, and now it is compared with who is more lethal.

The ten people of the Doomsday Truth may be able to persist for a long enough time under the siege by virtue of their defensive abilities, but without the involvement of external combat power, they have no chance of escape. And here, everyone except me intends to lock in the results with the fastest speed before possible changes are made. In less than ten seconds, my bullet had penetrated the thigh of an elite wizard, and the moment of dullness made him the first person to die.

Three melees who constantly adjusted their position hit him at the same time, blasting him to pieces. (To be continued ...)