"Leave these guys to me, and you can deal with the other replacements."
Chloe's eyes swept across the messy ruins. The densely packed soldiers were still rushing towards the streets crazily. The firelight illuminated the dark night sky like daylight.
"There are more than 30,000 people scattered in various streets of Chang'an. Can you do it alone?" Lin Qiye asked with a frown.
Chloe glanced at him, her fiery red hair blowing slightly in the wind, and chuckled:
"It's only 30,000 people...Don't underestimate the messengers of the Holy Lord."
When Lin Qiye saw this, he stopped saying anything and rushed towards the palace in a flash.
Chloe jumped lightly and landed on a cracked eaves in the ruins. Her eyes swept around her. Tens of thousands of replaced soldiers rolled through Chang'an like a tide, and noisy screams and roars rang out from all directions.
Chloe took a deep breath, a glimmer of light flashed in her eyes, and she slowly raised her fingertips under the night sky:
"Wanfeng, please kill someone."
As soon as she finished speaking, the air at her fingertips suddenly became distorted, and a wind blade no more than a millimeter thick shot out under the night sky, making an ear-piercing scream!
This wind blade swept across the street, splitting into two, two into four, and four into eight in an instant... They split under the night sky at an astonishing speed, thin and transparent, even though they had split into thousands, with
The naked eye still cannot detect the slightest trace!
These wind blades seemed to have eyes, scattering in all directions in mid-air, and their ear-piercing screams instantly attracted the attention of everyone in the city.
"what?"
A soldier held a torch in his hand and suddenly looked up at the sky. There was nothing but a vast expanse of night.
"There are a few little monsters running over there! Stop them!" Another soldier, several hundred meters away, suddenly shouted as he chopped down the man who was desperately resisting with a knife.
As the men held the soldiers back, several young children rushed out of the burning house in terror, crying and running to the other side of the street.
The soldier holding the torch narrowed his eyes. He threw the torch into the house beside him, drew the knife in his hand, stared at the young children who were crying and fleeing here, and rushed forward quickly!
Ode——!!
A scream exploded from behind him, and in an instant it moved from behind him to in front of him, gradually moving away... The soldier stopped in shock, and was about to turn his head to look back, but his vision moved downward uncontrollably.
Finally, it fell to the ground with a thud.
His consciousness gradually stagnated, one eye was blocked by the earth, and in the other eye, a headless body was holding a knife, standing there blankly.
that's me?
The moment this thought appeared in his mind, his eyes completely blurred, and the headless corpse froze in place for a moment before falling to the ground stiffly.
The young children who were running away frantically were stunned when they saw this scene. The scream passed by their ears. The next moment, the head of the soldier behind them was thrown high and fell down with a grunt.
.
All this happened too fast. In less than two seconds, a wind blade passed through the streets that were several miles long, and the heads of hundreds of soldiers floated up one after another.
Like bloody dandelions, they were swept up into the sky by the gentle evening breeze.
And such a scene was staged in every street in Chang'an...
The 30,000-strong army was wiped out in an instant!
At this moment, in front of the tallest palace in the palace, a figure wearing royal robes looked at the bloody dandelions flying all over the city, his eyes slightly shrinking.
Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty stood in front of the palace, silent for a long time, with a complicated expression:
"Li Ying."
"I'm here, old slave." Eunuch Li immediately stepped forward and bowed his head respectfully.
"You said... can anyone really possess such miraculous power in this world?"
Eunuch Li was stunned for a long time, and then slowly said: "I don't know if anyone can possess the power of miracles... I only know that if you want to restrain a group of ferocious wolves, you can only let someone be born among them.
A wolf king."
Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty frowned tightly as he looked at Chang'an City shrouded in blood and fire.
…
Lin Qiye crossed the street quickly, and the vermilion palace wall gradually came closer before his eyes.
At this moment, a familiar voice came from the side:
"Brother Qiye!"
Lin Qiye quickly stopped and looked back, only to see Wu Quan running in a hurry from the other side of the street.
When Lin Qiye saw Wu Quan, his first reaction was to take a half step back, frowned and asked:
"Why are you here?"
"We were drinking tea and waiting for you in the dance studio. Seeing that the curfew was about to begin, we just found a place to stay first. Unexpectedly, chaos suddenly broke out outside." Wu Quan said with a solemn expression,
"I flew into the air and happened to see Brother Qiye coming towards the palace gate, so I rushed over to join you."
"Where's Yan Zhong?"
"After he saw the armor of those murderous soldiers, his expression suddenly changed, and he rushed out in a hurry, not knowing where he went."
Looking at Wu Quan who was speaking calmly in front of him, Lin Qiye not only did not let down his guard, but began to look at him carefully.
Judging from what he knows now, even fakes replaced by smoke will think and act like real people, with almost no flaws, and the Red Star seems to be able to control their actions by modifying the fakes' cognition.
This is the case for the 30,000 troops outside. During the day, everything goes as usual, but at night, after the red star shines, they think ordinary people are monsters and fight their way into the city. Now their authenticity can be easily judged through their behavior.
But the Wuquan in front of me was different.
Wu Quan has also been shrouded in phantom smoke. Although he has not shown any extreme behavior so far, this alone cannot rule out his suspicion.
In other words, unless he stabbed Wu Quan in the heart now and turned him into a corpse, it would be difficult to judge whether the young man in front of him was Wu Quan or a creature of the negative type that replaced him.
"Brother Qiye?" Wu Quan saw Lin Qiye's expression was a little strange and asked in confusion, "What's wrong with you?"
"In your eyes, what am I?"
Hearing this question, Wu Quan's eyes were full of confusion. He stayed for a long time and then said uncertainly, "Are you...um...Lin Chu? Senior? Brother?"
"I mean, do you think I am a human being or a creature of the genocide type?"
"Brother Qiye, what are you talking about? How can you be a creature of the gram type? Isn't your fake already dead?"
Lin Qiye's expression was a little more relaxed, but he did not completely let go of his vigilance. He didn't know whether Chixing could control the fake's recognition at will. What if Wuquan's answer now was a disguise, or if after a period of time, the fake Wuquan's recognition
Will it be modified?
"……nothing."
Lin Qiye pondered for a moment, "I'm going to go inside the palace, you can come with me."
"Okay." Wu Quan agreed directly without any hesitation.
Of course, Lin Qiye couldn't kill Wu Quan directly. It would be fine if he killed the fake, but if he killed the real Wu Quan... In short, Lin Qiye couldn't gamble with Wu Quan's life.
The best way now is to take Wu Quan with you directly. If he is really a fake, as long as he reveals some flaws from time to time, sooner or later he will not be able to help himself.