The Face of Black Smoke, Area 51.

An unknown "mysterious" power, a mysterious expert of unknown origin.

With the superb "mystery", from the members of the same mysterious organization.

Coupled with the gray mist spell, an elite wizard who does not wear a wizard's cloak, but wears a wizard's mask.

In this tomb of Takakawa, people who belong to different organizations, practice different ideas, and exert different powers gathered. These people will come together and join hands in order to complete a certain phase of vision, which is extremely rare even in the apocalyptic vision. I think there must be some member organizations of the NOG, but on the surface, of course, there will be no such medium-sized and large organizations as the Zài Cyberball, the Torchlight, and the Mercenary Association.

These people standing here have proved with their actions that they are no longer secretly tacitly united, but are gradually tending to join forces openly. The cooperation embodied here is likely to be frequent in the coming period. Cyberball hinted at their plan, and even Cyberball couldn't stop the big plan. I know very well that even if these people are slaughtered here, it will not be possible to stop them, and even if, since the tombstones here all have the word "Takakawa" written on them, then they who are proficient in the occult have enough associative ability to calculate ⊥the resistance they will face, such as me, Takakawa, even so, they still insist on acting, which is enough to prove that they are as prepared as possible for what may happen.

My presence and hostile attitude had already been expected by them. They were so calm about the current situation, and it was like saying to me, what I'm doing right now, even if it kills everyone here. It's all a pointless struggle for their big plans. I don't know exactly when they started digging the tomb of Takakawa, but it is conceivable that they probably got what they wanted.

I'm a fourth-level demonic emissary, I don't think so. How long can this secret be kept. Assuming that they have already understood, but still take the risk of staying here and continuing to excavate the tomb of Takakawa, there are two greatest possibilities: first, they try to take as much as possible, even if what they have taken is theoretically ready to be used; Second, this place has now been set up as a trap by them. They are targeting me, Gao Chuan, a fourth-level demonic emissary, to once again test my strength, my attitude, my character, and my way of behaving, to evaluate the resistance I will encounter in my next plan. This assessment is not about "doing" or "not doing", but about "how to do the best with the resources available".

Every plan of the mysterious organization has a strong purpose. And they will never lay out every aspect of the plan just based on past impressions. They will be in a very short interval. Constantly send enough forces to test the forces that stand in the way to ensure more timely intelligence.

To put it simply, whether I fail or succeed here, I have to flee at the hands of these people. Or kill these people, the process and result will be regarded as precious information by the other party, and transmitted back to the organization in a "mysterious" way. From the point of view of the mysterious organization, failure and obstruction again and again. It's never a fatal situation, but on the contrary, frequent contact, in a positive or negative way, whether it succeeds or fails, will become the nutrients that make the final plan successful.

The resources squandered on it, both human and material, are worth it for them as long as they increase the chances of the project's success. In particular, it seems that within a mysterious organization as large as the Cult of Doomsday Shinrikyo there are all kinds of talents and mysteries, which are enough to quickly regenerate those seemingly non-renewable or hard-to-regenerate resources in an incomprehensible way.

In short, it is absolutely impossible to weaken them little by little by constantly killing them, constantly hindering their small actions, and even constantly destroying their exposed resources.

The struggle between Cyberball and Shinrikyo lasted for so many years, during which the number of people who died, the resources consumed, and there was not a clear figure. But this is not concealed, or uncountable. Rather, it is because there is indeed no specific number of zài, and in the face of "mystery", there are too many situations that cannot be evaluated by the number jù - for example, the number jù that cannot be collected, for example, although it is collected, because of some mysterious effect, the actual situation changes again and no longer matches the original number jù, and this situation is indeed very common.

It has been confirmed that Shinrikyo of Doom can use the power of the repeater to not only make a "limited wish", but also distort the "past" of the entire world from the perspective of the "worldline theory" to achieve a "present" that is different from the original. In this apocalyptic fantasy where I am now, the "World Line Strike" of the last Doomsday Shinrikyo repeater is the dividing line, and there is a huge difference between the "historical numbers jù" before and after.

And the number jù collected before the dividing line, in the "now" after the dividing line, is simply "a false number jù that has never existed zài".

With the support of this super "mysterious", it can be regarded as the fact that the present we are in, the history we have, and even the creation of the future do not have an "unshakable" foundation.

Since the "past", "present" and "future" are all changeable, then what I am doing now is necessarily not decisive.

Perhaps, one day in the future, I will see the people I killed here reappear.

Of course, they had to be lucky enough to be killed by me, not eaten by "Jiang".

The mysterious experts in front of them may not understand these things, their power and the level they are at cannot allow them to maintain their ability to observe and remember when the "world line" changes. It is impossible to have a definite perception of the mysterious alteration of the nature of the world. But it doesn't matter, they know what they're doing and only then they're standing here, and that's enough.

These people were not surprised by my presence, and I was not surprised by their calmness. I think they're going to die, but I believe that too. For themselves, what I think doesn't mean anything.

I stood at the top of the tombstone, in an atmosphere of stalemate, scanning the grave they had dug up. Almost a third of Takakawa's tomb has been excavated, especially the grave of Old Hawke, which has been dug with very large holes. And in these potholes, there is nothing to be seen except dirt. What was buried under the tomb of Takakawa, and what these people took away, for me, was completely blackened.

I think that what is buried under the tomb of Takakawa may not only be the body of a hunter, but the body itself is in the occult. It has always been a precious material. It would not be difficult to understand if these people really only used "corpses" to create a terrifying magic array to trigger the power of liberation in the deep night.

In a single assault, I cut off a third of the body, but some of them did not die immediately. Therefore, there are people who really have the strength to fight back. Three-quarters of it was still - the ones that seemed to be broken in two, and the entrails flowed out. It is also possible that at some point, the corpse with bursting brains will suddenly jump up and launch a vicious attack on me. In the face of "mystery", sometimes, even the corpse is burned to ashes. It's not the end of it. Even if it is a corpse ashes, it is possible to be full of mysterious power, have some kind of consciousness on Cheng dù, and even the face of black smoke in front of you can be seen from the appearance. It's a similar kind of storage zài.

In my opinion, the only forces that can truly determine the death of the other party are "Jiang" and "virus".

If you are eaten by "Jiang", there is really nothing left.

"Actually, I have a question." At this time, a mysterious expert on the opposite side spoke: "Why Takakawa?" His question is vague, but it also means that the nature of the problem is complex. The name "Takakawa" is written on the tombstones here, and I don't think anyone who sees this situation will think that it was an accident.

What occult experts are best at is association, and any seemingly accidental situation has an inevitable connection in their eyes. I never thought that they would really face me as a "Takakawa" and forget about the other "Takakawa" in the apocalyptic fantasy of London. Among the various mysterious events that have occurred so far, the number of mysterious events with "Takakawa" as the core, and the involvement of "Takakawa", or even the name "Takakawa", seems to me to be too large to ignore.

In short, even in my opinion, it is a case that the name Takakawa appears too often. Coupled with the existing background identities of "Takakawa", I believe that for other mysterious experts, this is obviously not a situation that can be ignored.

Therefore, I immediately understood what this mysterious expert was trying to ask.

"What a boring question." Others sneered, "Mystery is incomprehensible. Even if you get the answer, what's the point? That's definitely not going to be the real answer anyway. ”

"Maybe, but as a party, this Mr. Takakawa in front of him should have his own answer, right?" The occultist stared at me and said, "Maybe it's not the most correct answer, but I'd love to hear how you're going to answer." Narrowing down the topic by one, why are the tombstones here all under the name Takakawa? Why do you need these Takakawa in the deepest night. What role did you, Gao Chuan, play in this mysterious incident? ”

"I thought you already had the answers, so you came here to dig a grave." I calmly did not answer any questions.

"Our answer may be different from yours, but it is precisely because it is a different answer that it is necessary to explore. Finding truth from different answers is one of my plans to get involved. The mysterious expert's gaze fell on the others coldly, as if warning them, "My dead man's reason can't drive any corpse named Takakawa, and I can't get any information from it, it's like their death doesn't make sense at all." However, since the deepest night has a connection with these corpses, how can the existence of these corpses and the appearance of these deaths not be justified? ”

This occultist is clearly the kind of occultist who has a specific belief and acts according to a unique way of behaving. It is possible that he is a loner, or that he may be a member of a small mysterious organization. For what is revealed in his words is by no means popular, and furthermore, his actions, and principles of action. It will definitely not be recognized by too many people. Only people who practice similar ideas will become friends with him and form an organization with him, but there should be a small number of them.

This guy definitely has very few friends.

In the group that was temporarily formed in front of him, it seemed that he was not welcomed.

"It's coming!" Someone shouted, and his voice was one step slower. I just started the quick sweep. In other words, he foresaw my actions in advance, and I myself did not cancel them because I was foreknowledged—I felt that this was the mystery he possessed, a power that could be predicted, but would never change the situation by saying the foreknowledge in advance. It is along with the actions that the foretold will take after learning of the prophecy. It's all in the foresight.

Even so, there are only a few people who can really respond in a timely manner. Outside of the invisible high-speed passage formed by the swift sweep, every qiē change seemed to be slowed down, and before the "mystery" of these people erupted, I had already burrowed behind the locked target. In the previous encounters, relying on the power of chain decisions, all those who made a counterattack. The way it attacks is completely documented by me. Hence the choice of targets for the second offensive. It's definitely not casual.

This target, which is closest to me, is the first chosen factor, his slower reflexes are the second chosen factor, and the mystery he possesses, is the third chosen factor.

This occult expert's abilities are similar to the effect of the Doomsday Shinrikyo wizard's spell "Activation Rope". The rope used seems to be an ordinary hemp rope, but the long knife in my hand is completely impossible to cut. I guess this hemp rope is in his hand. It can change many tricks, and the mystery of the existing zài can achieve the effect of binding and imprisoning.

From a occult point of view, both physical and non-physical things can be restrained.

For other reasons, I can't judge how a person who wields hemp rope can face the dangers posed by "mystery". The hasty confrontation with this mysterious expert who fiddled with hemp rope was enough for me to judge what kind of response he would have with his own reactions, personalities, abilities, and experience in dealing with a sudden attack.

This judgment is extremely complicated if it is theoretically stated, but for me it is just a manifestation of a combat intuition.

Before he could turn around, I had come up behind him and backhanded the long knife into his vest. The mysterious expert's body stiffened, and I had drawn my long knife and entered a swift state again. Before the mysterious expert fell to the ground, I swam like a viper in the grass, dodging counterattacks that could be observed with the naked eye and chain judgment. However, among the people who gathered together temporarily, there were also "mysteries" that could limit my ability to move.

As soon as I pounced on the second target, I felt an abnormal fluctuation in the air. This fluctuation is a bit like Father Sissen's barometric manipulation. The air pressure, which was centered on me and contracted inward in all its range, penetrated the invisible high-speed tunnel and interfered with me. Although I used the slash to create chaotic wind pressure in the first place, making the air flow around me less condensed, I knew full well that this could not hide the fact that my speed had slowed down somewhat.

Sure enough, the next moment, a huge pillar of light crossed from the other side, if it weren't for my speed sweep, when the pillar of light entered the chain judgment range, I would once again switch the reference object and forcibly adjust the speed, otherwise, according to the original speed and route, I would definitely be hit by the preset amount of light pillar. I jumped high and climbed over the top of the pillar of light, and I saw that everything that had been hit or rubbed by the pillar of light had turned into a gray, very hard stone.

Even if he was in the air, he did not escape the pursuit, but said that because he was in mid-air, he had less room to maneuver. A large number of guns were coming in, just as I used to use firearms in the past, and the bullets that were often used to collide with each other changed the course of attack, and the rain of bullets covered a huge area, and they collided violently with each other. Although the combination of chain judgment and quick sweep was enough for me to block all the barrage with my long knife, after hitting some of the bullets, although I didn't feel any problems with them, the rest of the artillery fire once again produced a violent explosion.

The swelling light of the fire makes people close their eyes, and the flames open like a canopy from a height of two meters.

Even though it was a terrible explosion, if I was hit head-on, I guess I would be crushed to pieces, right? But there were no ifs and ifs, and from the beginning, I didn't feel like I was going to be hit. Whether it's a quick sweep or a chain judgment, after entering this nightmare, there will be a feeling of being restricted and sealed, which is a gift from old Hawke, or rather, a reflection of Dr. Hawke's drugs and other drugs in this world. Assuming that the quick sweep and the chain judgment are not my own things, but the embodiment of the "Jiang" stored in me, then to suppress this ability is to try to suppress the activity of the "Jiang".

However, although there were some effects, as I had previously guessed, Dr. Hawke failed, and all the things he created were failures that did not have a decisive effect, and it was impossible to really stop the "mystery" I had.

I have a feeling of being restricted and sealed, but that doesn't mean that my abilities are really restricted and sealed to the point where I completely lose my identity.

Chain decisions degenerate as a "gut feeling", but the relatively fast concept of a quick sweep is still in play. Just because the Super feels obscure doesn't mean it's ineffective.

Swift Sweep exploded one step ahead of its extended range, and by the time many were caught in a blinding flash, I had stepped on the ground and taken the opportunity to cut off the heads of two guys who had subconsciously closed their eyes.

It was like a giant flashbang hanging in mid-air, but not everyone would be shocked by the baptism of their companions. However, the team was still barely working together, and the internal components were so complex that they could not be integrated into a single fist. To me, facing such a group of enemies is no different than facing different individual enemies one after another.

The third shift was due to the acid splash of the Gray Mist spell, an attack from a Doomsday Shinrikyo wizard, whose coverage was almost invincible. It was originally a tacit cooperation party, and it was also in a hurry, but before I had time to scold, this elite wizard had already opened the portal, and after I cut off an arm, I successfully teleported to a place I didn't know, but it shouldn't be near this battlefield.

The non-cooperation of the elite wizards of the Doomsday Shinrikyo further caused the split and chaos of this group that had previously seemed to be tacit, and for a while, completely ignoring my existence, and attacking the people around him occurred repeatedly, obviously these people from different organizations, with different identities and positions, are definitely not allies with each other. Perhaps in the eyes of these people, I, Gao Chuan, have become "a character who doesn't need to be targeted too much" at this moment.

The chaos of the situation may seem unexpected, but it is understandable.

The participation of all parties in this plan is only a temporary benefit to everyone, but it does not mean that it is in line with the private plans of all parties from beginning to end. I knew from the beginning that even if the plan was completed and the monster hidden by the Nazis in Nightmare Las Vegas was introduced, the situation after that would definitely not be "join forces to kill this monster".

Using the "power of liberation" in the deep night to liberate the breeding monster in advance and let it come to this nightmare, it is just to create a battlefield in your favor.

I think that with the unfolding of this plan, the deepening of the deepest night, the alienation of Youjiang and the fusion of the doomsday agent "Carmen", Night Raven Quark, should also be on the scene.

Whether it's the battlefield in this nightmare, or the Peninsula Psychiatric Hospital, the "paradise" of the seminar will be a flame that attracts moths.

I was ready to stop the night, and I couldn't stop the plans of the parties. The current battle is just a greeting to everyone.

I withdrew from the chaotic battlefield and embedded the hilt in the scabbard to form a huge two-meter-long chopping knife.

"Tonight, Takakawa will join the hunt." (To be continued......)