Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

The priest really knew the existence of the diamond-shaped mark. Whenever this mark changed, I knew that it was not that simple. The priest rolled up the sleeve of his left hand to highlight the inside of his wrist. There are similar marks on it, but there are three diamonds. It seems that his mark is higher than mine.

According to the initial test mode, people who can be recognized by the agent of the end, are all those with good luck and strength, and with the imprint can make graystone. It is enough to prove that the priest's strength is not trivial. It depends on how he has always been able to do so.

He did not choose to intensify the conflict, which can be seen as a manifestation of goodwill, I judged this way.

Fujiang shook his muzzle at him.

"Well, you come first, what is that mark?"

"Take off the helmet, how frank?" He said to me with a smile.

I stared at him for a while, and took off the helmet. Although others were surprised, the corners of his face twitched faintly. Although Fu Jiang has stated in advance that I am a student brother, they probably treat me as a student of a social university.

I know that my face is a template for top students, because everyone says so. An underachiever would shoot through a woman's shoulder without hesitation, and he would drove the "innocent" out of the duck with evil spirits, wasn't it unexpected? Even so, I can only shrug in response to their surprise.

"A handsome boy," the priest said.

"Thank you." I said, "Can I speak now?"

"Here? Are you sure?"

"It's not a shameful thing, right?"

"I don't care, but everyone who has heard my comment cares."

"In other words, have you seen other people who have the mark?"

"I have stayed here for a while anyway."

Father was still a deep smile, and threw the choice back into my hands. To tell the truth, this kind of person is not easy to deal with, not thinking carefully, but also good at words, and clearly knows how to retreat. My philosophy teacher in junior high school is such a person. He always gives students who make mistakes a dilemma, sees torturing their young hearts as an interest, and thinks that only mental pain can make mistakes remember for a lifetime.

I hate this kind of person, but at the same time I also respect them because they are good at thinking, even if they walk into a dead end, it is the result of deliberate. The decision made after thinking about the consequences is always full of burning destructive power. I was fascinated by this power.

If it is a theologian, it is a fanatic.

The priest in front of him is undoubtedly a fanatic, but he does not know what he believes in.

Maybe hell? Hey.

"Okay. Actually, I don't care." I looked around at the others behind the priest. They stared at me with a bitter, hatredful, and fearful look, as if I were different in the movie, **** and cold. Freak. So I said again:

"What I can know also wants Fu Jiang to know, but someone has to stare at you. So, since you can't leave both, you have to let everyone listen."

"You, won't you die after the event?" The middle-aged man in a suit asked hesitantly.

"I haven't killed a person so far."

Listen to me, they finally relaxed a little bit.

"So, please, priest." Fu Jiang said.

Father draws a cross on his chest.

"First of all, this imprint is called the magic pattern. The people who possess the magic pattern are all people who have been initially recognized by the agent of the end. This kind of person has a formal name in the circle: the magic pattern messenger.

"Morph Messenger? Very handsome, I like it." Fu Jiang said.

"Apocalypse agent? Who is it? How was it recognized?" Asked the young man in casual wear.

"There will be an initial test in the place where everyone is sent, mostly some tricky monsters. Once you get it, you pass the test."

"I didn't see it," said the suit man.

"That means that someone passed before you, and the passed test is no longer generated, so those who come late are also unlucky. However, if the person who comes first fails the test, there is no possibility of survival." The priest explained Road.

Is similar to my guess. There is no expression of excitement on Fu Jiang's face. She is a latecomer, and she likes the term "Morzo Messenger".

"Is there no other way?" She asked.

"Kill other Mageweave messengers, you can deprive each other's Mageweave." The priest said slowly: "However, the captured Mageweave is at the lowest level, that is, there is only one diamond."

This time all eyes are on my left hand. I know what they are thinking, but if they can be killed so easily by ordinary people, the Mageweave messenger is a bit of a misnomer.

"Want? Fu Jiang." I deliberately shook my left wrist in front of Fu Jiang.

"There is a chance." Fu Jiang pouted.

"Ms. Fujiang is indeed stronger than some Mageweave messengers, is it because of taking a lot of gray stone?" The priest's eyes turned from Fu Jiang to me: "You made gray stone?"

"Two diamonds, two abilities, one is for identification and the other is for making limestone." I think that since it is a batch of things, the capabilities should be similar, so there is nothing to hide.

"If there is only one, it is to make gray stone." The priest said.

"How about three?" My eyes fell on his left hand.

"Secret." The priest still put a sympathetic smile on his face, but he refused to answer in a polite way. "But I can tell you that I haven't seen more than three diamond-shaped magic patterns, and few of them have two. You can be content, kid."

I just snorted, and my heart was undecided. It would be beneficial to read too many books describing the loser. The word self-sufficiency was never in my dictionary.

"Do you know? The people who enter this place are all the messengers chosen by God, so they are called the Heavenly Chosen. But if there is no magic pattern, even if you eat too much graystone, you can't reach the C level."

Both me and Fu Jiang knew what he was referring to. In the personal evaluations identified, Fu Jiang was D +, but I didn't even reach D.

"That is to say, Moire is a proof of potential?" Fu Jiang asked.

Father nodded cautiously.

"What is the difference between these levels?"

"This level is an evaluation of pure own ability after excluding foreign objects. Level E is an ordinary person, level D is a person who can awaken, and level C is a person with supernatural talent awakening."

"In order to awaken?"

"I am born to be useful. Everyone has their own areas of expertise. Taking graystone will not only improve physical fitness, but also be able to dig deeper into one's potential until it reaches its peak. For example, running, jumping, facial senses or precision surgery Class. I think you should also have some experience. "The priest said in a pointed way.

In this way, my talents in shooting and the power that Fu Jiang showed in the battle are all manifestations of awakening or awakening. In this way, it can make sense to deal with monsters with strange abilities. People with talents are always more competitive than ordinary people. The reason why we keep learning is not to reflect talents, so we can be cruel. Won in the social competition?

Graystone is just to accelerate this process.

"So what is C level or above?" I asked.

"You tell me how?" The priest asked back, his expression did not seem to be false, and he didn't seem to understand it.

"Fujie and I take the same amount of limestone, but my strength is still not as good as her, why?"

"First of all, every person is born different. This injustice will be reflected in various aspects of the future. Just like the same exercise, some people run fast, some people run slowly. In addition, the moire will absorb part of the power of gray stone So under the same amount of gray stone, people without magic lines will strengthen faster, but this strengthening has limits. "

"Class D?"

"Yes, this is a natural limitation of the human body."

"What level are you, priest?"

"What do you say?"

Father hides everything in his gentle smile. Besides that, the inquisition of everything and the insight into everything never change. Reminds me of another famous fictional character, a learned paranoid, a freak of logic and detail, Sherlock Holmes. As I said before, it is difficult to break the tortoise shell of such a person. He may not be able to take the initiative in conversation, but he can always take the initiative in answering.

Use violence to make him succumb? It ’s not clear if anyone else tried it, but I ’m not going to do that. I ’ve never participated in a gambling game where the win rate is less than 50%. Is he stronger or weaker than me and Fu Jiang? This is not a joke. But I boldly guessed that he was a C-class.

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"Is there anything else to know?"

"Is the priest so amiable to other Mageweave messengers?" Fu Jiang asked prickly.

"That's not necessarily." The other party flashed lightly.

"The last question, how can I go back?"

"Just find the node."

"Node? I understand, where fantasy and reality meet."

"It's just a point, like a singular point. It keeps moving and stays only somewhere for a while."

"So you guys come here ..."

"Because the node is here." The priest affirmed Fujiang and I's guess: "Originally, I had two Mageweave messengers, but the other one was just ..." He looked back at Shitai, and then said: "Dead So, do you want to join hands here? "

I looked at Fu Jiang and I had no better choice at this time.

"But we have to fix it for a while. Is it the powerful monsters that are in charge?"

"Mandela monster, C-class monster." The priest said.

"It just happened that we only killed a C-class monster last night." Fu Jiang said, stuffing his shotgun and pistol into my hands, and took out the simple flamethrower behind the door when he arrived. "I said, this time it came prepared."

Father 's eyes on the flamethrower were a little surprised, his mouth slightly opened.

"Oh, my God, you made this thing."

"It's not difficult. I'm surprised that you are not prepared at all."

In the quilt, the surviving five-man group all had a depressed expression. They teamed up with each other, and they also felt that they were fully armed, and even the battle formation was discussed in advance, but now it seems that the degree of professionalism is different.