Ultimate Weapon of Magic and Science

Bai Lilin did not distribute the interference particles, and the elevator between the ground and the underground can still operate. The elevator that was introduced only three years ago is one of the few popular consortium products in the underground facility of Courmayeur. Speaking of the church's consistent paranoia as a school, it is quite a rare frank.

The well-maintained elevator makes people feel almost no vibration and sound during operation. The position of the original ve consortium logo was carefully scraped and replaced with the church’s cross sacred pattern. The decorative landscape paintings were also painted by simple religious paintings. Substitute. In this completely soundproof and enclosed space, Ji Aier's eyes did not leave Roland for even a second.

She cannot and will not be allowed to move away.

It seemed that he was oppressed by insight, so that Roland could not leave Ji Aier's line of sight.

Ji Aier finally lifted the stalemate.

"You really said something touching."

Ji Aier has already passed the stage of a child, and she has gone all the way to the present. She will no longer be impressed by cheap words such as "blood", "kindness", "justice", and will not be heartfelt about these words. Admiration, and then change your mind.

What's more, the current situation is overwhelmingly unfavorable. In the face of the divine agent who has absolute power and insight into the weaknesses of human nature, he is not bound by human nature, morality, ethics, and law. The values ​​held by this "holy girl" are too humane.

Its values ​​are pure and therefore very fragile.

With these alone, can we really break Li Lin's unhuman cruel strategy?

In this regard, Ji Aier itself does not hold any hope.

"If only the beautiful scene can save the world, no one needs to work so hard."

"Yes."

With a sigh, Roland looked up at the ceiling of the elevator. Under incandescent lights, the painting of the mother goddess made of colorful broken glass was solemn and beautiful. The image of gods and compassion made people want to worship and pray.

"Even so, I hope that at the end of the end, there will be as few casualties as possible."

Don't get used to the death of others.

Do not ignore the death of others.

The object they want to resist is not the mother goddess, not Li Lin, but they despise life and twist the cruel and justified.

"Then I will wait and see, Dreamer."

Ji Aier sarcastically.

"Hopefully your ideals and innocence will increase the odds of winning even a millionth."

Victory is not made by ideals and passion, but by sacrifice after calm calculation.

What is to be considered at this time is not ethical pros and cons, but what tactics should be used to counter Li Lin's strategy.

"If there is a chance, I have."

"Allow me to listen to your high opinions and see where your confidence comes from."

"Game rules-this is the first flaw."

"Witch Hunting" is not a game of intellectual reasoning. Due to the existence of time constraints, the psychological pressure on "players" will continue to increase with time, making people more and more unable to calmly think. In the process of reasoning, it is constantly verified who lied, who made false testimony, who confessed with whom... Following the path of positive reasoning will only fall into the quagmire of mutual doubt. In the end, either killing each other will lead to complete destruction, or run out of time to complete the game.

"If there is really a "witch", she will definitely move to make this game move smoothly towards the game.over. In other words, kill the girl, let the game start, live for the prescribed time, and keep all the players The person at game.over is the witch."

"Then what the "Witches" have to do is to stir the water as much as possible, so that everyone can't calmly think about it. You can get rid of the people who have this kind of behavior in the crowd, right?"

"Normally, this is correct. But this game is different... "Witch" is just a puppet, and the sponsor (Li Lin) is the one who plays the game with us."

"...!!!"

Ji Aier's face changed slightly, and her keen eyes looked at the girl in front of her again.

The rules of the game can be traps or a breakthrough in hiding answers, but few people think that the rules can also be disguised.

Boldly announce the existence of'Witches', turning everyone's attention to searching for'Witches' and killing each other, exiting the spotlight on their own side, and remotely controlling'Witches' outside the stage to launch actions-this uses blind spots to deceive The enemy's tactics are indeed very similar to the style of the divine agent, and many people, including themselves, did not think of it.

Of course, the above is just speculation, and there is no real evidence to prove it. But in the case of total despair, when no one had the time to think about the devil hidden in the details, the girl in front of him realized this tiny possibility.

It sounds like no big deal, but whether it can be done is very different.

If she continues to grow and gain a wide enough stage-

Ji Aier's eyes were a little more vigilant.

Li Lin

Yalfheim

Prince Louis

Albion

Ross United

Set these enemies aside.

(Sister Zhen, maybe you are the most vigilant opponent of the church...)

Ji Aier felt so emotional.

Without going to see Ji Aier, Roland continued.

"There is also an unnatural place. Super heavy tanks, Gratoni and enchantments-using these three at the same time is too much in any case."

Ji Aier, who had recovered, nodded heavily.

Rewriting the enchantment at first glance seems to be trying to completely close the town before Gratoni completes the siege, but Li Lin and super heavy tanks are sitting outside the town, and it is not difficult to let one person escape. From an efficiency point of view, it is superfluous and unnecessary.

However, if we observe a series of things afterwards, especially the abnormal growth rate of Gratoni, it is not difficult to find that the real defense used to rewrite the enchantment is a gluttony that is spread all over the world.

"If this inference holds true, new problems will arise. In the event of a full game.over or a successful customs clearance, how will Li Lin clear up the situation? Maintain the enchantment and keep Glatoni closed forever? If Gratoni will only blindly Proliferation, Li Lin will fall into awkward embarrassment, using Gratoni has become a stupid mistake. In order not to get things going like this, there is definitely a set of rules to prevent that kind of hurricane, as long as you master that set of rules, Will wipe out Gratoni!"

"Is there a hidden rule... there is indeed this possibility, but that is the reasoning based on the premise that the surrogate follows the rule. If the premise does not exist, in other words, the surrogate intends to kill everyone from the beginning. There is no "hidden rule" at all. What are you going to do? Do you want to put everything on the possibility of nothingness? Can you bear the consequences?"

Looking directly at Roland, Ji Er asked.

For a moment, Roland felt shaken because the problem seemed familiar.

The decision and inference are based on his knowledge of Li Lin.

It is precisely because of the experience of long-term contact that it is clear that Li Lin has a mental cleanliness-like aspect and has nearly paranoid requirements for order and rules. This kind of thinking mode similar to perfectionism makes Li Lin now in this kind of time will never easily break the rules he has set.

But also based on the experience of long-term contact, he is also very clear that Li Lin values ​​results and efficiency. If rules and order cannot have a positive impact on the achievement of the ultimate goal, he will also carelessly abandon these concepts that have been persistently pursued.

After all, whether or not to abide by the rules is only Li Lin's first thought. The victory or defeat of the game depends on the choice of gambling on the other.

The options for Ji Aier and Louis are "no". They have a deep understanding of the nature of human nature, and they have reservations about whether or not to keep their promises, and they will not pin their hopes on the enemy's trustworthiness-this is a tiny possibility.

Roland's choice is-

"I believe that possibility."

"Even if the whole town is destroyed for this?"

"Don't believe it, the situation will not get better, it will only continue to deteriorate... I want to believe that possibility, in any case, I will never regret it at the end. "Why not try to change it then."

"..."

For a while, Ji Aier was speechless, but she looked straight at Roland. At this moment, the elevator stopped, and she barely squeezed a bit of a wry smile.

"Then I'll see you... the possibility you said."

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The town is dying.

By no means to describe or exaggerate, this is the most correct and true description of Courmayeur.

Without residents, without the crowds, what is the difference between letting a city run down and "dead"?

People live, die, and die, as do cities, except that the speed and way to the end are somewhat different.

At the moment, Courmayeur is welcoming its end in the most tragic form.

Southeast, Northwest-As far as you can see, you can see the flicks of tentacles waving, and the sore-faced flesh engulfed the town at a slow and true speed. Moving forward while making a trance whisper, or if there is a louder voice covering the whisper, someone might be scared by the words that praise food.

Of course, no one would like the louder side.

"...Will be killed...we will all be killed...!!!"

"Hurry up! If you don't hurry up, you will be killed!!"

"Where can we escape?"

"God! Savior! I beg you to come and save us!"

"There can be no such thing, no one can save us, everyone will die here!!"

"Found it! They are hiding here!!"

The townspeople are doing their best to survive. It’s beautiful to work hard to make a living, but sometimes — like now — it can become even more ugly than the sore meat.

There is still a full hour and a half of time, enough to calmly analyze the situation and clues. The people imprisoned in fear and despair have long since renounced themselves, allowing the turbulent currents of tyranny, betrayal, suspicion and framing.

Black smoke erupted from the town, and the cry of women and children and the screaming curse of the tortured person rang through the sky. People who hunted "Witches" everywhere, people who looted property, chastity, life, and food dragged out the weak people hiding in the dark, and after the indescribable atrocities were put, the corpses and the undead were thrown into the fire. Whenever someone turned to ashes and the odor was more intense, the wolf-like cheering sounded. The people who cheered up holding torches all had bloodshot eyes, drooling in the corners of their mouths, and accompanied by intense breathing, their chests rose and fell like a bellows-this is a symptom unique to those who are crazy to possess.

No one remembers the "rules", no one thinks about customs clearance, and no one wants to stop. Reason has been paralyzed, the crowd is unable to extricate themselves in madness and fear, and order, ethics, morality, and law disappear.

From the beginning of the game to the current hell, it only took ten minutes before and after.

At first, it was rational reasoning and proof, but with the deepening of various proofs, the daily private grievances, and the constant fermentation of anxiety, the mutual suspicion intensified. In the end, the crowd could no longer control the devil in their hearts, and the **** of hunting humans came.

People are madly involved in the carnival of "Witch Hunting", in order to forget fear and uneasiness.

No one knows who will be a "witch", everyone may be a "witch". Parents, siblings, neighbors, lovers, friends-all may be the murderous "witch", as long as he is burnt, he can be saved. And there are not many people who hold the same idea, so the idea of ​​"before you are killed" is rapidly spreading, and the tyrannical killing performance is continuously performed by the eager crowd.

"That guy actually wanted to show the end of humanity?"

Taking a deep breath, Ji Aier murmured softly.

Relative to the actual shock, Ji Aier's self-expression was slightly lacking in seriousness, but because of this, the authenticity revealed in the words was particularly clear, which made people shudder.

Whether it is human society, pious faith, people’s mutual trust, or common sense.

These are all buildings built on sand. Once encountering extreme conditions, or the intervention of forces and wisdom outside common sense, everything may collapse at any time. But that's it.

At this moment, even if the mother **** appeared, I might not be able to stop these people.

"What the **** are you doing?

Looking back, the girl behind him was no longer visible. The strong wind that the object was moving at high speed rolled up Ji Aier's dress and golden hair.

"I don't know...should she be abused or..."

Shrugging his shoulders, Ji Aier put on an interesting expression and looked down at Roland, who was rushing to the town where the meat was raging.

"Well, just know what you know...what would be done by such a big-mouthed girl before, in case she wants to escape, it is also a good time to stab from the back."

Perhaps it was because the previous conversation impressed Ji Aier so much that she divided the Holy Girl in front of her into the type of "idealistic color, but without losing the reason and thinking from the perspective of reality", completely forgetting this But he dared to rush into the enemy line and killed seven in and seven out. He rode a unicorn and took a long sword to challenge the car. It was said to be brave and fearless.

Therefore, until the last moment, Ji Aier was still planning to have a "knife behind", and had not taken any protective measures at all.

So she paid a price for her negligence.

"Stop it all for me, hand in hand, hand in hand, hand in hand, hand in hand--!!!!!!!!!"

After 12 amplifications, the super-explosion of 120 decibels was supervised and visited by everyone. The aggressor, the victim, the hunter, the fugitive and the church lady who played the melon crowd were all covered on the ground. Rolling, some individuals with poor physical fitness vomited foam on the spot unconscious. Even the arrogant and raging meat shook violently.

The power of sound is terrible.

Take a physical experiment done by someone as the adopted son, for example, when he sang "My Sun" with a super high pitch that is octave higher than the tenor's c3 range and has a vibration frequency of 3000 Hz (the clarinet treble do is 523 Hz) At that time, all the glass 20 meters away shattered, and the dangerous ape species in the cage headshot on the spot, and the brain spurted out (the high frequency of 3000 Hz is consistent with the natural frequency of the glass, and it will also be about 25 cm in length). Biological tissue-that is, the brain resonates). After that, someone continued to sing songs with a super high pitch of 222 decibels, and only sang for a minute. The entire abandoned building to be demolished was 12 trillion joules (releasing 200 billion joules of energy in 1 second)-equivalent to 2900 tons *The explosive killing sound turns into powder.

Compared to the above 3000 Hz and 222 dB, Roland's 120 dB shout seems to be very gentle. But... the noise of 120 decibels is also the noise level of the jet fighter engine, and eating this "lion roar" will not be safe anyway.

Even a fleshy monster that seems to be ineffective in physical attacks will take several seconds to recover from the impact of a sonic boom.

For Roland's adventurous gambling, a few seconds are sufficient to be almost extravagant.

It was too late to delve into the consequences, and I couldn't further discuss the back hand, to eliminate all the miscellaneous thoughts, the adjusted surgical circuit lighted up, and there was no hesitant voice to sing back.

"Thunder Hammer, bombard!!"

A geometric luminous pattern with a diameter of 5 meters bursts out of a blue-violet thunder, and the lightning that penetrates the atmosphere quickly winds in the air, and finally wraps up a creeping piece of meat.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!!"

Everyone screamed together.

If it is an ordinary creature, after receiving Roland's blow, the blood must be boiling and the whole body shattered. Gratoni is also a creature, and it is naturally impossible to be unharmed.

Scorched black tentacles and pieces of meat were scattered all over the place. But is it one of the seven deadly sins? Even so, Gratoni was not killed, and the tentacles that appeared to be dead after being stripped twisted and began to regenerate.

Gratoni's regeneration is not simply achieved by cell proliferation. When necessary, organic substances can be extracted from soil, air, and water to re-synthesize body tissues. The regeneration time is very short.

But in contrast, a lot of energy is consumed during regeneration, and the activity ability will be greatly reduced. And once damage occurs, the regeneration ability will trigger the start. If he is continuously attacked, Gratoni will fall into an inability to act.

Roland saw this later.

Now he just wants to verify one thing.

-Gratney's "hidden rules".

Numerous light green luminous planes covered the regenerating fragments of Glatoni, and finally the fragments resembling each other struggled to beat and strengthen the "barrier", and vaguely screams could be heard.

"You... who is this guy?!"

Three or four men stumbled up and asked Roland together. Among the crowd lying on the ground, these pale people looked particularly eye-catching.

"Witch, witch...you must be the witch! Everyone get up! As long as she is burned, everyone can be saved!!! Hurry up!"

The man’s screams were sharp and high-pitched, but the crowd could not respond to their expectations. The sonic boom not only impacted the brain nerves, but also the semicircular canals that control body posture and balance. People just look at them with mixed expressions of pain and confusion, and then look at the mysterious girl who has fallen from the sky and trapped the meat monster.

"Oh oh..."

The expressions of anxiety and fear appeared on the men's faces. At this moment, the meat trapped in the barrier fence made the sharpest cry so far, twisting at an abnormal frequency. .

"Go to die!! You **** witch!!"

Across the incapable crowd and surprised and stunned eyes, the men roared and drew a knife towards Roland.

Roland remained motionless. In order to maintain the strength of the barrier, he was unable to take care of others at all. If the barrier is lifted at this time, a sneak attack behind the back is a breeze, but if you miss this opportunity, you will have no chance to convince the mad crowd.

(Just... just one more time!!!)

Clenching his teeth and preparing to take a fatal blow, a sweet wind came from behind.

"Really... After yelling, you rushed out unpreparedly. You are more crazy than I thought."

Opening the barrier to isolate the men from the enclosed space, Ji Aier vomited.

"Let me see it, the "possibility" you said!"

The screaming of the tentacles stopped abruptly, and the expression of the face sore turned from pain to trance in the blink of an eye, and the next moment became extremely joyful.

"Hehehe..."

The broken laughter floated through the barrier and overflowed from the men separated by the barrier. For a while, even Ji Aier felt the creepy words spit out from the face of the sore.

"Ahhh...I can't help it...There are so many...Eatable...My meat!!!"

The unabashed joy, like the unique joy of discovering unique things, also contains extremely real piety. Because of these genuine emotions, the horrible distortion of the words is more prominent.

People looked dumbfounded at the human face and the human face, the tentacles and the tentacles in the fence of light. The men gnawed their wrists with joy, biting and chewing skin wrapped around their tongues, flesh with blood and tendons embedded in their teeth, and yelled with great joy while nibbling. Residents who had just recovered from vertigo could no longer support and vomited.

(This is the "hidden rule".)

Resisting vomiting, Roland clenched his lips.

It reminded him of the true purpose of the "hidden rules", which is precisely the name of Gratoni's great sin-"gluttonous".

Gluttony, also known as gluttony, is generally regarded as a manifestation of sinful karma, and it is also described as a crime of wasting food in religious scriptures such as Divine Comedy. Gratoni's expression is to show the environment of the food cycle and the world created by God-that is, the life cycle in a profane and distorted appearance.

-This is my body, this is the blood of my covenant.

——My meat is really edible. My blood is really drinkable. Those who eat my flesh and drink my blood are always in me, and I am always in him.

A savior once said that.

Purified wine and holy bread are the flesh and blood of the savior, the flesh and blood of God. The ritual of improving one's holy nature by eating purified flesh is the sacrament.

Gratoni's approach undoubtedly imitated this inheritance-in a very distorted form.

Eating yourself, infecting others into yourself, spreading panic and conducting intelligence operations among the crowd while increasing the number of infected people and food. When everything is assimilated with Gratoni and there is no more organic matter to devour, he will nibble at himself with joy, destroy himself, and finally leave a perfect empty city.

This is the gluttonous Gratoni, the most suitable biological weapon for targeted removal of enclosed areas.

"The next step is to find the witch."

Roland whispered and turned to the crowd with joy.

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Take me to the moon

g.the.stars

Let me play among the stars

(.you).r.and.mars

Let me see the spring scenery on Jupiter and Mars

her.words, hold.my.hand

That is to say, hold my hand

her

That is to say, honey, kiss me

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Let the singing fill my soul...

The song "Fly Me to the Moon" reverberates in the turret. It is lazy but not decadent, and elegant but not artificial. It makes people feel like they are on a comfortable journey to the moon. The aroma of the century-old wine is mixed with the smell of motor oil and electric motor. The black leather gloves gently lift the crystal wine glass, and the amber liquor infiltrates the lips.

An atmosphere-destroying fly flew in and stopped at the edge of the glass.

"...You have been repaired completely, Gratoni."

Li Lin staring at the front of the face raised his mouth. Abandoning the hypertrophic body, the human-faced fly grabbed the wine glass and hurriedly nodded.

"I'm very sorry, sir. I didn't expect that he would find the'rules' set so quickly."

"There is nothing to be sorry, everything is within the expected range. If the score is 100 points, we scored 90 points in this test, and Roland scored 70 points."

"70? Is it because you haven't been able to solve the mystery of "Witch"?"

"He basically knows who the "Witch" is. This kind of psychological game can't be difficult for him, and he will find the strategy formula in two or three times."

"How come... Generally, no one would think that "Witch" is the slain girl."

Hypnosis a young girl to commit suicide, and guide people to suspect and kill each other by looking for a "witch" who does not exist in the crowd. This is the truth of "witch hunting". In the absence of relevant criminal investigation technology, and also a place where religious believers gather, Courmayeur is a perfect hunting game.

"He is not an ordinary person, he is the best tool I have cultivated carefully. With so many hints and clues, you can only pass the position of the "game host" to think and you will be able to pass the game. For Roland, it is simply a game. It’s just that. It’s just—"

The unseen hand held the wine glass into the air and slammed it. The priceless wine utensils exploded and Gratoni flew in panic.

"It's too clever to be smart."

The smile is still there, but the dangerous breath attached to it makes people unable to face it.

Not to mention that Gratoni, which was reduced to the size of a fly, did not dare to look back when driving the two ancient species of rat chariot.

The target of this breath is not Roland, but Lady Ji Aier who came forward at a critical moment.

The original purpose of "Witch Hunting" was to induce the group to go crazy, to show Roland the darkness of human nature, to quench his spirit with killing, betrayal, and deception. The empty ending of "Undead and smooth customs clearance" is waiting for the knife.

After being tortured to the point of incompleteness, the talent will realize the hypocrisy of human nature, the moral void, and the body and mind are pushed to the limit, and the talent will reflect and generate the possibility of further growth and maturity. This step has to be reached to say that the entire test was successful.

But all this lost meaning because of Ji Aier's move.

"Witch Hunting" must be Roland's independent customs clearance. The help of others not only offsets the difficulty, but also destroys the ultimate goal of "questioning human nature". The significance and effect of the entire test are greatly reduced.

Looking back now, the situation was indeed endangered at the time, but the positions controlled by those controlled by Gratoni were subtly shifted to the point. Roland may be a little bit hurt, but he will not be killed, and the atmosphere on the scene can return to the original crazy track.

Ji Aier's actions made all this calculation into a bubble Want to speed up the speed of the strategy game, and at the same time, you can get the maximum return at the minimum cost in that environment-to win a precious point for the lost face of the church; thereby ease the relationship with Roland.

——It's a woman with a deep brain and a small abacus.

No matter what her purpose is, the test can no longer be carried out. With the assistance of the church and the townspeople, it is only a matter of time before the remnants of the Gratone separation are wiped out.

The conclusion is clear.

"Well... forget it, after all, it's just a temporary test, and then look for opportunities later. Now, there is a country waiting for us to conquer."

The broken crystal and the splashed alcohol flew back into the air again, as if the time was reversed, and then returned to the original state, and fell firmly in the palm of Li Lin. The deep rhythm of the super heavy tanks sounds very similar to the sound of marching along with countless army boots. (To be continued.)