Godslayer's doomsday game gl

The cold rain fell on Ouyang Ji's hair, clothes, and hands, and the chill invaded his body in bursts, which also made his overheated brain tense again.

In order to resist the illusions that interfere with consciousness and senses, Ouyang Ji chose to follow Bai Xuanxi's advice when he was just a weak ordinary human being with nowhere to go. Bai Xuanxi's power.

But even if her ears were covered more and more tightly by the other party's left arm, so hard that she felt her head ached and swollen, it could not cover up the screams of the other party's close proximity, which sounded extremely painful.

"I... will definitely... protect you..."

While screaming, he repeated this sentence repeatedly, accompanied by the tightening of his left arm.

Ouyang Ji didn't know what happened in the illusion about Bai Xuanxi, but even if he was worried for a while, he didn't dare to distract her too much and comfort her, so he could only hold her clothes tightly and count out loudly. Numbers: "279, 280, 281..."

For her, for a while, she really couldn't think of any fixed concept in this world. At that moment, flashed in her mind was the figure of her brother, and the food she used to like very much, and the wind is very windy now. Complicated thoughts like big and cold.But the moment these thoughts almost flashed, she was a little sad and perseveringly aware that they were all changing.

As long as there is an illusion of change, it can take advantage of it.

Even things that were once firmly believed to be immutable and solid are all scrambling to disappear when this sudden apocalypse strikes.Ouyang Ji remembered that in the first few days, the news reported a family of people who believed in a cult. They stood on the top of a residential building and screamed together, shouting that the evil god had come to the world.Later, everyone simply called the demon who called himself "God" the "God of Destruction" in their own name.

Perhaps it is because the worldview of these people has not collapsed until their death. From the beginning, they are doomed to have no future deception, and after all, they can rely on self-deception to make it work.What a sarcasm.

"Since what you believe will eventually collapse, don't you all live in a deception? The difference is that after a deception is exposed, some people choose to continue weaving new lies, while others are at a loss."

There was an unfamiliar voice, which sounded indistinguishable from male and female, as if it was composed of multiple voices of men, women and children, coming from all directions, but as long as one carefully traced the source, it was not difficult to clearly know that the voice did not come from outside.

coming!

Ouyang Ji was startled, the number in his mouth stopped for a moment, but continued to count randomly with trembling lips: "301, 302..."

But at the same time, the voice did not change its calm tone, and it still sounded in his head.

"Human beings, your relatives and friends have already died. This world will perish in less than a year. Why have you lived until now? Are you still expecting something?"

What followed in my mind were those lingering shadows.The mother died early, and the young brothers and sisters stood in front of the mother's tomb, looking at the distant mountains from a distance, staring at the faint crescent moon in the sky and the sunset glow that had not yet faded away, looking around in a daze.Then one day on the way home from school, he was suddenly surrounded by a group of big men in black clothes, and was about to be pulled into the car by force. earth blood.As a result, the company where her father started selling fake goods to make huge profits was reported and investigated, went bankrupt and owed debts, and left the bad news that the two fled abroad. She told her brother through the visiting window.

Later, relying on the help of relatives in turn, I finally got admitted to a university in a big city. I spent my college time with scholarships and bursaries every year. I also found a job in the city after graduation, and my life seemed to have finally turned around.He planned to pick up his brother who had been doing odd jobs after he was released from prison to live in the city, and then it was very absurd, the end of the world.

"Gawu gawu..." The image of the evil spirit eating my brother is still fresh in my memory.

What else could I expect... yeah, what else could I expect?

Ouyang Ji suddenly smiled.

Obviously, such a question is a self-righteous question of the illusionist, and does not come from her own confusion.Maybe the illusion caster can indeed control the senses of the person who fell into the illusion to a certain extent, but fortunately, the other party seems to only be able to see some memories of the prey, but cannot fully understand the other party's feelings and thinking logic, let alone a thorough brainwashing.

Maybe they overestimated their opponents.

As soon as this idea came out, the strange voice shook in my mind: "A mere human! How dare you—"

"When it comes to 'illusion' and 'dream' and so on, I originally thought that Shura would be more difficult than the fictions made up by humans under the cultural industry. Although it is indeed different from the types I have read, it seems to be still difficult. It’s not as exaggerated as in the novel.”

Ouyang Ji subconsciously tried to pay back to the other party, and she was even a little surprised that it was not as difficult as expected to realize dual tasks.

"Evidently the illusion is such a convenient ability, but you still have to go to great lengths to read the target's memory to force the opponent to death. Doesn't it mean that Shura himself is not very powerful?"

"How dare you—!"

In an instant, Ouyang Ji felt a terrible coercion behind her, and the evil spirit screamed and waved its out-of-proportion claws and rushed towards him, trying to tear her to pieces.

Oh wait, this is an illusion.Right now, she was closing her eyes, her ears were covered by Bai Xuanxi, and she was leaning against her arms.Where can I "see" any evil spirits?

After thinking this way for a while, the surroundings were as usual, and nothing happened.Ouyang Ji exhaled tremblingly, and still counted "358".

In a daze, Ouyang Ji seemed to hear Shura's outraged scream.She couldn't help shaking her voice with a smile when she counted "360".

"Okay, I understand the rules of your illusion. Thank you for asking that meaningless question to me, and taking the initiative to reveal your flaws!"

"What did you say?!"

The next moment, Ouyang Ji tried to give himself an order in the Sea of ​​Consciousness, and randomly found a familiar scene from his memory, strongly "expecting" and "thinking that he was there" in that scene.Then the imagined self really appeared in the mountain hut where he lived before.

At the same time, as expected, the scene in the phantom is clearer than the blurred scene in the dream. If it wasn't for her "two-line operation" while keeping a certain amount of sobriety while counting, she might really think that she really returned to that board room .

"Seeing how you really want to talk to me, why don't we just talk here?"

She seemed to hear "Ouyang Ji" in the board room saying this to the air in the room.

Although the content of the speech seems to be relaxed and polite, the tone of voice and the motivation for generating language in the brain are undeniable "ordering" mode.

Shura, with disheveled hair, unshaven beard, and hunched back, stared at her with straight, vicious stares when he appeared, but the sense of decadence from the inside out made the hostile look look more like mourning , but not so murderous.

Shura stared at her coldly: "Aren't you afraid?"

Ouyang Ji hesitated and was about to say "no", when the environment of the surrounding room changed without warning, turning into a huge bloody, limp, rancid stomach bag with acid dripping from above.

The stomach sac suddenly trembled violently, and Ouyang Ji let out a cry of "噫", and was almost pushed to the ground by the creases under his uneven feet.But she counted "391, 397" indiscriminately, and "Ouyang Ji" in the phantom also closed her eyes, took a breath, opened her eyes again, and she was still standing upright in the center of her stomach pouch.

Her current state is a bit like a lucid dream in which she knows what she is dreaming and what she is doing in the dream, and it is also a bit like the state of being distracted when she was in a daze when she was in class in middle school, but could pull the wandering spirit back at any time.

Shura's face darkened, and he asked her "why" almost silently.

Ouyang Ji tried her best not to look so serious and nervous to this beggar Mr., she felt that she was smiling and looking at him at the same level: "I think it's more pleasant to chat in a shabby but at least tidy hut, what do you think? ?”

The voice, which was still uncompromising, fell, and the stomach was forced to return to her hut.The cardboard box storing the bread and water was still placed in the center, the foldable plank bed was behind, and the sleeping bag that had not been put away was at the foot; the sleeping bag, she remembered, the furnishings in the house now were exactly the same as the day she picked up Bai Xuanxi , couldn't help laughing for a moment.

Shura's eyes widened with anger, and in an instant, countless crustacean and shellless insects flew out from corners, under the bed, and cabinets in the hut, and insects as big as wrists also got into the half-opened windows and doors. A venomous snake with colorful fangs.

"Your hobbies are really disgusting." Ouyang Ji admitted that for a moment, she was so frightened that her scalp tingled, especially when she saw soft white maggots wriggling around her feet, she almost felt her heart twitch. I was so disgusted that I jumped straight to "400" after "500", but I still closed my eyes and forced myself to ignore the rustling, hissing and flapping of the snake's wings, trying to forcefully restore the hut to its original neat appearance.

But the loud insects and the hissing and rustling of the rattlesnakes were unsettling, and this time the insects almost entangled the human girl's body, leaving a mollusk slime.

——That's enough, it's just an illusion, disappear for me!

Alpha gritted his teeth and focused most of his energy on this heart-pounding rage.

The faint orange light that shrouded the cabin suddenly flickered, sweeping across the densely packed insects and snakes domineeringly, making them disappear without a trace in a second.

The orange light went out as if it had never appeared before she opened her eyes, but Shura's expression became quite exciting. He jumped up like a monkey and pointed at her and shouted: "You! This is impossible! What you have What is 'Power'? You also hold the 'Sacred Stone' and entered into a contract with Lord Shenzun?"

Ouyang Ji, who was a little bit excited and relieved to successfully wipe out the disgusting insects and snakes, was inexplicable to Shura's sudden panic speech, and even the beggar's appearance of jumping up and down in ragged clothes was a bit funny to her: "I still don't know what you said. What is the 'God Stone'? I just took advantage of the loopholes in your illusion rules, anyway, as long as I convince myself to believe in the scene in front of me, what will the illusion look like, right?"

"Impossible! If you can block my power like this, you must also have the 'Sacred Stone'! You have also signed a contract with Lord Shenzun!" Shura yelled, and was about to rush over to grab her, "Yes, yes, You are our kind! A person who doesn't care about life and death, you are also a believer of God Venerable!"

Ouyang Ji frowned in disgust, and the idea of ​​not wanting the other party to approach him came out strongly. The small space that was originally small was stretched infinitely, and Shura would stay in place no matter how he ran with his teeth and claws and making a fool of himself.

"Why do you think I don't care about life and death? Oh, it's because of the meaningless question I said before?" Ouyang Ji felt that it was a bit interesting to tease Shura for a while, then stopped resentfully, maybe it was his usual Because of the constant anxiety and the lack of entertainment, "Well, it's actually very simple. On the contrary, I live to live. So you try to ask me why I live to make me confused because of losing value. It's stupid. "

Just to live.This is exactly the answer that Ouyang Ji has given to himself since his brother's death and has been asking him why he is alive.

Shura took a few breaths, and those few steps made him feel tight in the chest and short of breath, with a hint of sweetness in his throat: "...Don't you have any faith? You haven't had any faith to support you until now? Obviously, my lord The whole world must be destroyed, we all, ahem... have no future."

Ouyang Ji also asked himself this question on those nights when he was writing his diary. He was too tired and wanted to give up, and the idea of ​​suicide did not arise for a moment.

"No." She was silent for a moment, shaking her head gently but firmly.

Those nights stained with tears finally ushered in the dawn one by one.

Then she smiled, and said softly to Shura and herself: "I am not a very strong person, and probably because of this I insist on meaninglessly greedy for life. But since I have lived until now, compared to being afraid of death, the world I'm more curious about the end of the day; wouldn't it be interesting if I could see the morning glow or sunset on the day the world ends?"

"You are also a desperate person..." Before he finished speaking, Shura coughed up blood from his hands, and his eyes widened in surprise.

"Maybe." Ouyang Ji wanted to refute, but when he thought about it carefully, it seemed to be the case, and he smiled helplessly, "The power of the 'God of Destruction' is too weird, and I probably don't think that humans and monsters can win in the subconscious. This is a life-and-death battle. But as long as there is still a chance of victory, I will still be the main fighter."

Shura spit out several mouthfuls of blood one after another, and the pain at the level of his chest and arms became more and more obvious. It suddenly realized that it was the orange light that had swept across his body just now... and suddenly turned pale with shock.

"No, could it be that your ability is..." But as soon as it opened its throat, it would make a muffled sound, and blood kept coming out of this phantom body. It felt its own body, even the body hiding outside. , all suffered a backlash that was hard to ignore, and there was a burning pain in his throat, though weak, like a flame, which made him feel uncomfortable all over, "You really don't have a 'God Stone'? But this power—who is it?! Who are you and After signing the contract, when——cough, cough, but the masters of the 'Sacred Stone' should only be the Master Shenzun who is still here... It can't be the Nine-Tailed Firefox, could it be the 'Water'..."

Ouyang Ji stared blankly at Shura and suddenly asked her a series of inexplicable questions excitedly. At the same time, the seven orifices were bleeding, and the dark red and black dirty blood poured from the air like wine with an opened bottle cap and spread on the ground. The waves of blood splashed, and the ripples pushed the ripples until they reached her toes.

what happened?Is this guy's illusion really so loopholed that she can easily turn him into a guest, or even expel him?

"So what exactly is the 'God's Stone'? The Shura ability called 'Power' you mentioned was given to you by the 'God of Destruction' through the 'God's Stone'?"

"No matter who your master is, with such dangerous power, you must not let you live to hinder the Lord God!"

This sounded very strange, as if Shura hadn't planned to kill her before that...

Ouyang Ji watched Shura's phantom body collapsing and fleeing together with the hut. Her consciousness was helpless for a while, and she fell into the darkness. She pulled back her thoughts and thought about how much she had counted in reality.

But then something strange happened.She first found out that she had messed up the number. After 577, she jumped back to 432, but then she tried to think about what the next number after 432 should be. She "should" know that it is 433, but no matter what she thought, she couldn't remember how to pronounce 433. , How to write symbols.

Then there is more than just 433.It's not a domino effect, but like a high-rise building with dozens of floors collapsing.Then all the concepts of numbers were lost. After the number layer collapsed, the confusion of concepts spread to the entire language system.

First, the pronunciation of the complete sentence cannot be spelled in the sea of ​​consciousness, then the words cannot correspond to the pronunciation, then the grammar is confused, and finally, the language is completely out of control.

It took only a second or two for the change in my mind to happen in terms of physical sensation.

Ouyang Ji "watched" himself falling and falling in the darkness of the sea of ​​consciousness, or in the blankness.Unable to think or utter any sentences or words, maybe she hurriedly fished a piece or two of syllable driftwood from her hand like a drowning person, but she couldn't connect those syllables to the corresponding referents in reality.

The language on which to think was suddenly taken away, Ouyang Ji's consciousness really floated in the picture like a ghost, the anxious emotion spread and scalded his heart, but he couldn't express it, the pictures in the sea of ​​consciousness changed one after another , but the scary thing is that even those pictures began to distort, and the colors began to fade.

The memories that had turned into black and white images also began to fade away.

If it’s just that her language was taken away, her brain was forced to return to the state of a newborn baby, and she still has emotions and the ability to observe things around her, then even after the images and memories are distorted, she is completely awake. in a vegetative state.

Unprecedented panic swept over.But it's too late, even the sense of touch has been smoothed out and inverted, and there is no escape.

Her own memory was uncontrollable, and the pictures rushed to her in a strange and distorted way.

She was the one who ran away due to debts, and someone else was left behind; the one who was beaten was a classmate who was born in the face, and the one who beat someone was her; It was her who lost her body to pieces; it was her who was buried in the tomb in the village at the foot of the mountain, and the gentlemen who didn't know held the photos and threw flowers and iron plates in the rocky cemetery, singing babbling, babbling, babbling what song...

Crying people danced and sang in groups, with gongs and drums blaring.Someone died.

【You're already dead】

Someone died.who died

【I am already dead】

I am dead.

……

Efforts to think so far, stopped.

The snake spat out the chessboard from its mouth, and the chess pieces fell to the ground with a bang.Then, the illusory fingers that seemed to have sharp joints at first glance picked up a black knight from the mucus on the ground, broke off the opponent's tightly clenched fingers one by one, and stuffed them into the one that was worn out by holding objects all year round. In the callused palm.

Those who play against a snake that shouldn't exist are also people who shouldn't exist.

"I never lie."

The snake gently stroked the man's warm face, and said softly.

"I will also be the only winner in the second round of the game. You have no choice, Xi."

The fingers traced the face of the blindfolded woman, and slowly came to the corner of the mouth. With a little force from the fingertips, they rubbed away the cherry red soft lips and slid in.The sharp canine teeth were grinding their fingertips, while the other hand held the back of Xuebai's head at the same time, and caressed him twice, just like the owner soothingly teasing an obedient and docile dog.

The solidified mud pillars that broke through the floor fixed the ragged and barely naked woman's legs to the ground, and then grabbed and supported her intact left arm. The bloody and blackened scraps of copper and rotten iron lay all over the ground. In the chaos of mud and sand, pale sunlight poured in from the huge French windows, outlining the shadows in the ruins into an uncoordinated outline, like a cross missing an arm.

"However, maybe my mood is good enough to give you a little chance."

Snake Xinzi licked the small and round ears very intimately, and then the snake heard a vague sigh.

"Don't be discouraged." Snake laughed, and left the woman who was hoisted by the sand, and kicked away a piece of the floor that was twisted into a sharp cone behind him, "With your soft body, you can hold my body The lair is a mess, which is pretty good. Maybe with the gift from me, it will make me a little more serious next time."

"Cowardly and stubborn child, your strength does not come from your persistence and arrogance, but from your cowardice."

It started to tear off the layer of cloth covering her eyes.

too frightening.

terrible!Why does that seemingly weak human girl have the power to restrain us?Where does this power come from, and what is the upper limit?Even my phantom was almost deprived of control. If I don't try my best to kill the host of this power, will even our divine master be controlled by it?

The "magician" was terrified, and the huge eyeball hanging in the sky turned his gaze back to the head that was easily pinched with his knuckles.

It suddenly occurred to him that the human girl with inconceivable powers had always been by the side of "Master General", and after all, "Master General" was valued by the God Lord back then. There are other secrets too.

No, no!Be sure to remove potential threats and obstacles for our gods!

The "magician" decided to take advantage of the fact that he still has the power to completely control this part of the phantom world, and quickly dismantle the "Master General" and grind it into meat paste. No part of the organs or limbs will be preserved, and the five sense organs will also be removed one by one. , Cut open her chest and brain, and break her into slag to be at ease.

There was an abrupt gunshot, and the "Magician" covered his chest and lungs with one hand. The burning pain like a flame has not been extinguished, and he complained about various possible threats like a ghost. It has to hurry... !

Just as he was trembling, he hooked his huge skinny fingertips and tore off the only remaining bandage on the hollow face where all the facial features had been cut off.Only the left eye remains.

Shura lowered his head and stretched out his little finger to tear off the sticky eyelids, but he glanced into the dark eye sockets.

It was taken aback, but it couldn't look away, but it seemed to be firmly fixed in it by some kind of magnetic force. It looked deeper and deeper, and it was bottomless... finally at the end of the extremely small but unprecedentedly wide abyss , it saw a tiny spar.

——"God Stone"? !

But its thinking couldn't turn the corner. The next moment, the white "spar" turned over, revealing a bright and strange platinum gold color.

The first time the "Magician" looked at that platinum-gold pupil, it was like waking up from a dream, and suddenly realized; the second time, he fell into complete despair.

It turns out that the gods have already completely abandoned it...they are "magician" brothers, and sending him to pick up the "god stone" planted in the opponent's right arm is just a cover to make him die.

While realizing the truth, this Shura also lost the time to tell what he should have known and what he wanted to report to his master at that moment.

In the dull and numb sight of that slack and lifeless platinum pupil, the "magician" disappeared.