The imprisoned mystical experts have enough strength to protect themselves as long as they have a certain amount of time to recuperate, and they do not lack the power to change their shapes, and during their captivity, although they also suffered a certain amount of physical torture, what is more severe is the destruction of the power of consciousness walking on the level of consciousness. The people who were killed in the basement were in the context of the nightmare, and it is difficult to say that they were also dead outside of the nightmare. Even more worrying is the fact that even if they were indeed alive, they would suffer a terrible mental blow and would be unable to take any other action. Human action is dominated by its own consciousness, and if it is not, it is just the walking dead. The lack of will to act is the most lethal point for both ordinary people and occult experts.

My psychic appendage will erode the malignant purge of their hearts and reawaken their will to act again, and under the influence of this will, in such a nightmare of consciousness, the so-called physical damage is not to be feared. Although in the world of consciousness, physical damage cannot be completely ignored, but after all, the intensity of consciousness has a greater possibility. In the various worlds of consciousness that I have experienced, even if I do not take myself as an example, there are many mystical experts who are not consciousness walkers, relying only on their own beliefs and wills, to break through the shackles again and again and defeat enemies that would otherwise seem absolutely invincible.

I felt that since these once-imprisoned mystical experts had shared my will and used it as a rope to crawl out of the hell of despair, they should be able to cope with the constant flow of weirdness, even if they had just escaped from their cages and still had traces of torture in their bodies.

As the night deepens, it looks like the moon. But it was even larger, the heavy and mysterious orb was becoming more and more distorted, the malicious wounds on the orb were getting bigger and bigger, and the liquid gushing out like blood seemed to have evaporated before it fell to the ground, and it made people feel. These gaseous malices will be as pervasive as the air. I think that these things are the source of the increase in gray fog, and the increase in gray fog and the gray fog that was originally stored in this nightmare, although they look the same, but the quality of the malignant existence zài they carry.

Malignant. Maliciously, muddy, every time people breathe, they feel as if something terrible is about to move in their hearts, as if their thinking has become different from usual, but it is difficult to say what is different. And the thing that is ready to move in the bottom of the heart is not only like something that exists in itself, but also like a foreign object born through distortion. What makes people feel the most fearful and resistant. It's because you can clearly feel that you're being assimilated into something like that. It's not a fusion. It's not devoured, it feels more like a distorted "growth", but because it's still "growth", there's no reason to stop it. There is also no way to stop it.

The ashes falling from the sky seemed to be the condensation of the gray mist, and the sparks of the stars mixed with these ashes were becoming stronger, and the original fire was like the last light of the embers, but at this moment. As if the flame retardant had been reintroduced, sudden bursts of flame light could be seen from time to time, and it was these flames that lit up the deep sky of the nightmare.

The sky seems to be about to rekindle.

And the light and shadow on the ground are also accompanied by the bursts of flames, and more and more violently staggered, pushed, and devoured each other, fiercely competing for the territory on the earth. It was a sight of great grandeur and amazement, rare even in my intricate experience, as if it had been created by the fact that it was no longer confined to a small island, but extended to the whole world, and thus made one feel that the concept of the scope of this nightmare was expanding from the "peninsula" to a larger area.

However, I still feel that this expansion is just an illusion caused by the influence of the situation. Even if the entire area of the nightmare is not explored, this area of the nightmare still exists in the form of a "peninsula" or "island", and it is impossible to truly form a concept of "the whole world" unless some decisive force intervenes. This perception is based on the nightmare Las Vegas, and the conditions for the establishment of this nightmare, as well as the various schemes that the mysterious organization wants to use it, have not met and cannot support the concept of "world".

Its range, which corresponds to the range of Nightmare Las Vegas, is already the upper limit of what the forces currently gathered here can bear.

The power required to expand the scope of the nightmare to the "whole world" is extremely incredible, and to break through the ideology of the "nightmare" and present it in a "temporary hedge space" that is closer to the material state is also an incredible transformation. Even if there is a repeater behind it, such a big action has to mobilize the power of the entire repeater.

Obviously, there was no way the Nazis could do that, and the mysterious organizations that had invaded the repeater were not capable of doing so.

Even though I knew this in my head, it was still an extraordinary pressure to look at the battlefield in the middle of the night. Its changes are so amazing that it makes people feel that the power of one person can never make such a scene happen. It is equally suspicious to say that the deepest night at this time is just a phenomenon in the nightmare of "natural existence and inevitable existence".

"What the hell did you do?" The ashes of the third-level demon pattern messenger boy's incarnation, after igniting a strange place, regrouped into a human form and asked his companions beside him. I followed him and wanted to hear what these "interlocutors" had to say, but before, the mysterious experts who were indeed the executors of the NOG plan had to say.

"The main executor is District 51. NOG and District 51 have reached an agreement, and we are only assisting District 51 to complete some aspects of their plan, and the real intentions of District 51 may need to be riveted to them to know. The occult expert shrugged and said, "All I know is that Area 51 can integrate the forces of Nightmare Las Vegas because of the agreement with NOG, and use it as a basis to start a project in the Peninsula Mental Hospital." This nightmare is part of the overall plan, part of the core plan. ”

That is to say. You guys fought for Area 51 without knowing anything? Are you stupid? The third-level demonic messenger boy couldn't help but spit out the venom of mockery.

"For the whole NOG, we are just small soldiers." The occult expert said: "Although it is not reconciled, it is the truth. What if we refuse to act? It wasn't rivets that we had to do, it was the fifty-first district. ”

"Haven't the rivets been removed yet?" I asked, "I heard that the NOG interior was after I left." It becomes very unstable. ”

The occultist looked at me, took a deep breath, and said, "Don't think that if we enter the repeater, the team will be completely isolated from NOG headquarters. The reason why NOG chose Rivet to become the head of the plan is the result of mutual compromise, but it is precisely because of the compromise that no matter how much they play after entering the repeater, it will only be within the scope of the agreement. Even though the team structure is becoming more and more unstable day by day, it is still on the bottom line of completing the original plan. No one is trying to break through that line. Everyone is not stupid, once we break through this bottom line, even if we defeat our own people, we will completely lose the opportunity to complete the plan, if we can't complete the plan, we will all die. ”

I leaped to my feet and swept around in a large circle as fast as I could, killing a strange mowing like a mow. Save the people who were caught off guard and nearly killed in a bizarre raid. In less than a second, I returned to the circle of conversation again.

"Speaking of which, what is the NOG's overall plan for this repeater, and what exactly is the plan that District 51 wants to accomplish on this peninsula?" I asked.

"I'll just say it!" The occult expert slammed the ground in dismay, "Such a complicated thing. Don't ask me such a minions! As his voice sounded, a large number of stones splashed up from the ground, and huge stone vertebrae interspersed the battlefield in this area, clearing away many strange things at once, and making the intensity of the battle significantly lessen. The mysterious expert glanced at his results. The corners of his mouth grinned, and his expression seemed to be much lighter all of a sudden, as if those accumulated negative feelings were released with this blow.

"Pretty strong." The third-level demonic emissary boy looked around the scene, this wave of battles was coming to an end, I thought he was a little surprised, "You are not weak, but are the betrayers of the interlocutor stronger than you?" ”

"Not really." A woman who completely solved all the weirdness in front of her stood on a huge iron ball with a diameter of ten meters, and began to approach us, the suspended iron ball seemed to violate the formula of gravity, floating in mid-air, and it was also a sight that people with common sense could not help but doubt their eyes.

"The powerful is the interlocutor, and his power is so weird that people can't find a way to fight it. Those who were abducted by him were no stronger than us in terms of pure combat ability. If there is no interlocutor, if not to extinguish the rebellion, you can at least protect yourself. The woman laughed to herself and said, "However, those people set a trap that gave the interlocutor an absolute advantage in the consciousness walk." Actually, I was not unaware of the danger, but I had miscalculated the enemy's methods. ”

"It's a wolf." As he spoke, one arm turned into ashes and wrapped around the bodies of a dozen strange creatures that jumped out in front of him, setting them all on fire, incinerating them, and then raising his arm, causing the Demonic Pattern to absorb a large amount of gray mist that disintegrated after the strange death. ”

"I think it's best not to accumulate too much gray fog here." I reminded: "It's malignant. ”

"It's okay." The third-level demon envoy boy shook his hand and said casually, "The viciousness carried by this weirdness of Cheng Dù is not enough to hurt me. It would be nice if Anna was here, she could definitely show us a clear way. ”

"Don't forget, her deviations are based on malignancy. Isn't it because you obeyed her prophecy and acted on it? In terms of human losses, today's developments are indeed full of malice. "I reminded you, while looking around the battlefield and assisting those who have not yet finished fighting,

The rate at which the weirdness spawns has been significantly reduced, and it seems that our killing has made these weirdness unable to keep up. However, if you stay here for too long, you will surely summon more weirdness.

I had the mentally ill hold hands and lead them to keep up with the moving procession with the force of swift sweeping. The speed of the team is based on the Mystic Expert. No one here wanted to stay in the wilderness in the middle of the night, and the original station was originally safe, but due to the destruction of the interlocutors and others, the ability to shelter everyone has been reduced to a minimum. As the night deepens, the weird will eventually discover there and break through there. The wooden hut area is no longer a safe place, and a similar safe area that wants to be recreated is for the remaining mysterious experts, both in terms of resources and mysterious powers. There is a huge lack of zài.

For now, going to the sanctuary I mentioned, and which they had similarly scouted, was the best way to think of. They weren't ignorant of it, and the fact that the "interlocutor" and others were moving in one direction made one worry that the other party would destroy the shelter and that there would be no safe zone in the nightmare.

No one knows the battles, intrigues, and plans of the night. How long will it last, we will still have to move in the nightmare, so that a place of existence will be inevitable.

As we walked through the forests, climbed over the top of the hills, and looked out at the steep cliffs in the distance, there was so much that the landscape had changed for us to really realize. A world-changing force is flooding this nightmare. If this nightmare is to say, it is a common nightmare of many people. It is based on the consciousness of many people, so doesn't this large-scale change also reflect how much the consciousness of the people who make up this nightmare is changing?

There is no doubt that the environment has become sinister. The enemy has become stronger, and these all hint that the consciousness is moving in a vicious direction.

"Did you find it?" I looked at the mysterious expert who was using his mysterious powers to track down the trail of the "interlocutor".

The person who possesses this mystical power, or rather, the occult expert who possesses the "mystery" can be used in "tracing". There were two of the thirteen people who had gathered improvised. And their self-confidence was one of the reasons why we decided to follow the trail of the "interlocutor" and take a shortcut to the shelter. Of all the known routes, this is the only one that makes it possible to catch up with the "talkers" before they destroy the shelter.

"It's no more than a kilometer." The mysterious expert smiled hideously, "It's just that there are too many obstacles, so I can't see it directly." ”

"Do they know we're approaching?" Another female occultist asked.

"I'm already trying to hide our whereabouts as much as possible." Another female occultist said, her expression slightly cold, "I'm confident in my abilities. ”

"They're still moving?" The third-level demonic messenger boy asked, because we had to stop for a moment in the middle of the march in order to find their traces.

"No, they stopped, so we can catch up." The occult expert in charge of the tracing said: "They may have some plan, so they stumbled. Looks like they're going to stay for a while, should we catch up with them, or do we avoid them and get to the shelter first? He greeted me with all eyes on me, and they all seemed to agree to let me make a decision.

"Get around them." Without hesitation, I said, "Only by getting to the shelter first can you have room to maneuver." ”

My decision was clearly not in line with everyone's thoughts, but no one objected at such times, and I felt that it was the influence of the psychic epiphysia at work. Of course, I know that there is definitely a reason for the "interlocutors" and others to stay, either to set traps, or to do some plans that will have a huge impact on the situation. And we don't have enough clues to tell which one is more likely. Raiding them naturally has the advantage of raiding them, but, in my personal opinion, the "interlocutors" do not have the ability to change the entire night, and in the face of other mysterious organizations in action, their actions cannot change the entire process, and at most they can only try to act as yellow finch.

In this way, they do not actually have absolute power, and we need to strike first. On the contrary, my enemies are not only them, but while they are plotting something, other mysterious organizations are also speeding up their actions, and if they are entangled in the shelter, the shelter is likely to encounter other changes.

I believe that in this complex situation, it is necessary to prioritize the security of shelters.

"It's not a bad idea." A mysterious expert nodded, "Since each has its own benefits, then, I agree with Mr. Takakawa's decision." ”

"You don't need to talk nonsense." The mysterious expert on the side said this unceremoniously, however, the people here, except for me and the third-level demon pattern messenger boy, have all cooperated for a while, and they understand each other's temperament, and no one feels that this tone is an offense.

Led by the occult expert in charge of the tracking, we bypassed the "interlocutor" and others in front of us and rushed to the shelter by another route. Although we have followed the route opened up by the "interlocutor" and others to get all the way to this place, it does not mean that bypassing the "interlocutor" at this time will necessarily leave this route. The mysterious experts in this team, with such abilities, undoubtedly represent luck for the whole team.

When the relative distance between us and the "interlocutor" and the others was shortened to eight hundred meters, the third-level demon pattern messenger boy suddenly changed his mind: "Mr. Takakawa, do you think that if we don't save the two ladies now, will we still have a chance?" ”

"Connectors and Anna?" I asked rhetorically, but I had also considered the same thing, and the concerns of the third-level Demon Pattern Emissary boy were not unreasonable.

"Eight hundred meters, with your speed and my ability, it is completely possible for the two of us to launch an attack once, and then catch up with the team." The third-level demon pattern envoy boy said.

With a quick sweep, I turned around and grabbed his arm, and at a faster speed approached the "interlocutor" and others who were isolated by many obstacles eight hundred meters away.

"The ability of the interlocutor is so strange that I can't be sure if he is still in our consciousness. To do so, we have to react faster than they do. Also, I have to take care of five patients, and the others won't help, and it will be dangerous to delay too long" I called out in a deep voice: "Quark! ”

In mid-air, black feathers began to fall. (To be continued......)