Novsky was eaten by the moon god in the face of a situation that no one could have predicted, and I don't think the child of fate would just die, and according to some of the classic battles described in the occult, entering the opponent's body is a good way to defeat the enemy. But I can't just sit idly by and do nothing myself. The previous battle with Novsky was one thing, and the battle with the moon god was another, and the meaning of the two should not be confused with the responsibility that he had to shoulder.

The serrated broadsword was knocked away by the strange and powerful reaction force when it slashed into the luna's wrist, but it wasn't anything to be surprised. On the contrary, even if it can cut off its wrist with a single knife, I don't think this level of injury is very bad for it, let alone an injury that will affect its combat effectiveness, maybe without this hardness, it will also be reflected in the "strong self-healing ability".

The result of the ineffective attack has long been predicted. Without a moment's hesitation, I flipped my shield over the luna's arm and swept it down its neck. At such a close distance, the relative characteristics of the Swift Sweep Super were the same as previously judged, completely losing their effect, and at this speed, compared to the speed generated by the special phenomenon of the Moon God himself, it was not much faster at all. I could feel the skin under my feet like a swamp of mud, and my feet were like bees living in spiders. The chain could be seen as hair-like things emerging from under the wrinkled skin, active and aggressive, sweeping against my heels.

Where the hairs swept through, they revealed clean, smooth scales with a purple glow. The scaly part of the skin and the part that is simply the skin fold are completely different from the two completely different perceptions of ugliness and beauty.

I'm only one step ahead of the sweep of these hairs, and this step is the final distance. When I rushed to the shoulder of the moon god. Most of its body is scaled and looks like some kind of cold-blooded quadruped amphibian. Its other hand slapped on the shoulder, which to me wasn't very fast, but it should have been extremely fast, in case it was hit. It will definitely turn into a meat sauce. I leapt up at the last moment of the battle and grabbed the serrated broadsword that was still whirling in the air.

The moon god had already slapped himself on the shoulder, and suddenly a huge impact spread around that place, and the vision of the naked eye was distorted. I shrunk behind the shield, and the force of the impact slammed into the shield like a drum, pushing me more than a dozen meters away. I can feel that the relatively fast nature of the Swift Sweep Super is working again.

I didn't stop, and years of experience allowed me to regain my balance in the blink of an instant after the hit. The shockwave could not pass through the shield and inflict any damage on me, only to knock me back. At the same time as I landed, I kept this distance of more than ten meters and galloped around the moon god. As I expected, the moon god poked out of his upper body slightly, and the head that was covered with black holes, and I don't know how to describe it suddenly shone brightly.

Just like a laser shot, the condensed light resembles a sharp arrow, like a fence. Shooting and rolling in all directions with no regularity, the ground is pierced in the blink of an eye. The staggered ravines were plowed out, and the temperature of the air rose violently. The ashes that fell from the sky originally carried Mars, and this time the Mars was completely detonated, and from time to time there were head-sized fires blooming in the air. I traveled faster than these phenomena generated, shuttling between fire and light, which were constantly changing distances from each other, and I was replaced by other high-speed mobility. I would probably have to hate it under such a large-scale, dense and irregular offensive.

If I hadn't kept this distance to allow the relatively fast perk to work, I'd have been embarrassed even with a shield. When dodging, I try to touch these beams and flames with my shield. The surface quickly formed scorching marks, falling on the human body, and it only took less than a second to turn the bones into ashes.

However, even such a horrific attack did not reflect the true strength of a "monster concocted by the Nazis using the power of repeaters" as I imagined. The power of the repeater is terrifying, not in this direct phenomenon of light and heat, but in the power to change the world through the collective subconscious level of human beings. Time, space, cause and effect, all kinds of laws described by science, even things that exist only in concepts, because phenomena are too complex to be directly and clearly presented, and things that only exist in people's imaginations, will all work in a way that goes beyond what is currently understandable.

The repeater of the Doomsday Shinrikyo has completed a phenomenon similar to the "world line jump", the repeater in Area 51 has produced a phenomenon similar to dimensionality reduction through Novsky, and the repeater of the London Cyberball Headquarters has not shown any straightforward and powerful effect on Marceau so far, however, since Marceau has arrived in this repeater world, it proves that it has begun to work.

As such, the "Luna" of the Las Vegas Repeater definitely has similar abilities, and that is what makes the "Luna" really tricky, and was called the "Navigator of Doom" by the Cult of Doomsday Shinrikyo a long time ago. The current battle intensity is already unbearable for most mysterious experts, but for the monster in front of him, it is just a piece of cake.

The attack, which covered a radius of 100 meters, showed no signs of weakening at all, but the observation of the chain judgment made me feel the cracks and tremors of the mountain. The mountain that supported the altar, which had been cut into a pillar, was about to collapse. And it was less than ten seconds before the moon god's counterattack.

I can freely shuttle between the rapidly excited beams and flames under the current relatively fast characteristics, however, once I cross this distance of more than ten meters and rush to approach the moon god, it is very likely that I will instantly lose the speed advantage and be engulfed by this wave of attacks. However, such a fierce offensive also means the divergence of high-intensity temporary data hedging, and I can feel at the same time that the fourth-level magic pattern is like gluttony, devouring countless things that are not there.

The next moment, I felt a sinking under my feet, my body began to tilt, and while maintaining my balance, the collapse of the mountain became more obvious. The cracks in the altar were even deeper, spreading in all directions, the broken slabs were lifted, the other half was sinking, and the rocks were loosening and falling out of the cliffs. A huge roar came from the belly of the mountain, dull as thunder.

However, even the collapse of the mountain did not hinder the moon god, because it was always suspended in mid-air. In an instant, I circled it seven or eight times. But he couldn't find the slightest effective melee opportunity. The serrated broadsword is a good weapon, but it is no longer able to do anything about the current situation. I confirmed this and quickly retreated. The rocks beneath my feet began to shatter, and I saw the complete collapse of the entire mountain as I actively jumped off the cliff.

It was more than 100 meters above the ground, and about ten seconds was enough time for me to complete the preparation for the rematch. In the state of fast sweeping, the flow of time is unstable for me. It's not fast, it's like a trickling stream, and at the moment I can even jump out of it. But whether I am wandering in the creek or jumping out of the stream, the "moon god" I observe is extremely stable, which is a kind of mystery, a kind of anomaly. A terrible force.

I was falling, and there was a burning pain coming from the fourth-level magic pattern. Between breaths. The moon god swooped down on me, and its sheer size made me feel that even if it did nothing but hit it, it was unbearable. I still have the strength to retreat the distance that I took the initiative to pull back. That's enough to increase the speed of the Swiftsweep Superstation to a point where the distance between me and the Luna is extremely slow, and for that time, I can do the transformation of the Pseudo-Winged Knight, or construct the gun emplacements of KY3001.

I'm confident I can deal with it for a little longer, but. I don't think there's a chance to defeat this monster.

I don't know if this Deepest Night is an amplification or a limit for Luna, but I know that the Mystical Organizations don't intend to make this Nights the ultimate battleground. Everyone's plan in the middle of the night was just to drag the moon god out of the nightmare Las Vegas, and so far, the entire battle plan has only been half completed.

The other half's plan must be to create a chance to defeat the moon god.

I closed my eyes and mobilized the power of my consciousness to walk, death was imminent, and I felt my body and soul tremble with great fear. Then, everything in front of me is like a TV turned off, and suddenly falls into the darkness of nothing. I felt that I was no longer falling from the precipice of the deepest night, but in the dark abyss of the soul, the same fall, the same great sense of fear, but a certain terrible presence that could be vaguely felt below, and the great fear that arose when I felt it, was accompanied by a sense of familiarity that calmed and warmed my heart.

I know, that's "Jiang".

During this period, there was a great pain, and I saw inexplicable visions, and in the darkness where there was nothing, there were many faces faintly emerging, and I couldn't see what it was, but I intuitively felt that each one was my face.

No, it should be said, the face of "Takakawa".

Then, I heard a voice.

It's like "Gao Chuan" is talking, and it's like "Jiang" is talking -- there's no evidence, it's just that I think so.

However, the two different voices make people feel that they are not talking, but each narrating something and telling something at the same time.

I felt irritable, I felt dull, I felt unbearable pain, those terrible negative emotions that had never been so clear, squeezed into my body, my mind, my soul from all sides. I felt like I was blown so swollen that I was about to explode.

Even then, I couldn't speak, I couldn't make a sound. I couldn't see my body, but I felt like I was melting, like a liquid, mixing with other liquids, and then solidifying.

I convulsed and rolled in the fall. I seemed to see it open an eye at the bottom of this dark abyss that I don't know how deep.

The vision is reversed, the product of modern civilization, the vaguely familiar ceiling, the strong smell of disinfectant in the air, and the large number of indicator lights suddenly pour into the eye. That's when I realized that I had opened my eyes.

First the left eye opened, then the right eye. The smell of pain remained, and my body could not move, and I could feel my hands and feet, neck, and belt tightly bound.

Dr. Nguyen Li's face came into view from the side, and she picked up a small flashlight and shone it into my eyes. I felt uncomfortable and subconsciously wanted to be in my eyes, but I was held up by her fingers. Later, I heard her say, "Well done, Achuan, you finally survived." ”

Her words brought back memories in my mind. I suddenly realized why I was here and what was this place.

I took a special version of "Paradise" before I entered the nightmare of the middle of the night, and at this point I just woke up from the nightmare, but for Dr. Nguyen Li, it was probably the best proof of the drug's effectiveness. I must have reacted violently after taking the pill to be so tightly confined to me.

Dr. Nguyen Li walked past the corner of my eye, fiddling with some utensils in the middle of nowhere I couldn't see, making a sporadic collision sound, and said, "The rejection reaction has weakened." Don't worry, Achuan, it's just a nightmare. That's what White Claudia does, giving you a nightmare that reflects all sorts of abnormal changes in your body, and if you can survive it, it's a victory. Of course, it is not ruled out that there will be nightmares in the future, but it should not happen again in the near future. According to my research, Claudia's spiritual erosion of human beings is similar to daydreaming, except that for some complex reasons, people's own subconscious is not aware of the separation of their own actions and consciousness. Take the 'paradise' I made, and you'll have a nightmare closely associated with white Claudia, and then say goodbye to the erosion of white Claudia completely, of course, I'm not sure how long it will last. ”

I couldn't help but take a long breath, it's not that I don't believe Dr. Nguyen Li's statement, it's just that I and her perspective on the world are fundamentally different. For her, the Night of the Dead was just a nightmare closely associated with Claudia White, but for me, it had a much more meaning. I don't lose sight of the little things I felt during this nightmare, and at the end of the nightmare, which were full of suggestive information.

But then again, it's really a relief to be able to get out of the night so smoothly. I wasn't worried about myself, I was worried about Dr. Nguyen Lê. The bad situation with the Lunas proves the necessity of the plan to be carried out later, and I am pretty sure that there will be a huge turning point in the situation on the peninsula.

At such a time, if I don't wake up, Dr. Nguyen Li's situation will be very bad. (To be continued......)