From the beginning, no one thought that Ian was in any danger.
Not to mention that Ian's purpose was to lure the enemy to attack and capture the target, so he deliberately came outside the defense line and had already made all preparations.
His own martial arts skills can also be said to be excellent. If he was holding a sharp blade, the phantom woman's attack would not be able to hurt him at all, and he would be chopped into pieces by a few swords.
Not to mention, there are two fairies, one big and one small, protecting his safety, including a second-level one.
Eating soft food?
It is the dream of many people to be able to eat soft rice from goblins - not to mention what Ian calls eating soft rice? That is called mutual help between goblins!
At least Ian wasn't ashamed at all.
After all, if it weren't for him, these goblins would have killed him long ago.
What's more... the soft rice is really delicious.jpg
Raising his head, Ian looked to both sides.
Although the mechanized iron-clawed honey badger is strong, it is not so strong that even the second level cannot deal with it. Now Tres is just observing the data of this modified beast. Returning this thing to the camp can be regarded as
Credit.
On the other side, the phantom of the man holding a carpenter's knife is now on the verge of collapse - he is a phantom in the form of an assault. He was supposed to cooperate with the assault form of the Iron Claw Honey Badger to break through the enemy's formation, while the phantom woman in the assassination form came from within.
Crush all enemy counterattacks.
Through the information fed back by the silver chip, Ian knows that all phantoms have corresponding prototypes. After being designed, the power of virtual reality will bring virtual reality to those who were originally just special people according to different feelings and emotions.
The power of war turns us into real weapons of war.
But that design is not yet completely completed, and there are still minor flaws in Phantom Army's technology.
Sir estimated that it would take us less than ten years to complete the first step of the plan, and even if Young Master Thorin reached an agreement with Feiyandi at the first opportunity, it has only taken about a year so far.
Although there is no longer any technology, it is undergoing regression and experimentation.
For example, the Gnostic Academy should be responsible for the regression of the ‘artificial psychic’ and the ‘resurrection of the dead’. Although the conditions are harsh, they have almost succeeded.
Another example is the 'Phantom Army' that Young Master Thorin probably obtained from Inaga's legacy. Although there are still few hard conditions to normalize it, some of the post-processing technologies that support it are already quite mature.
But there are certainly many more advanced technologies yet to be completed in Awak's lab.
Naturally, they are also safer.
Very slowly, all the rear attackers who were just for testing were eliminated, leaving only the phantom man captured by Ers.
In reality, Ers also noticed that this woman's phantom body also had quite weak emotions, but compared to the man's body, it was no less agile. There was a small chance that it could also activate the 'Looking Back to the Past' function.
Ability, but if Erls is an ordinary person who wants to expose his psychic powers, he can only choose one.
At this moment, Tres was commanding the brigade to reorganize their formation and clear away the corpses around the camp. Before Sis said hello to me, he and the birch frost butterfly returned with the imprisoned spirit body of the phantom man.
Arrive at the laboratory.
"You need to use your psychic powers to observe the phantom and see if you can find any clues." I said: "You may need help to look after it. If you use your psychic powers at all, you will ignore the surrounding reactions."
"No enemies are coming, remember to call you."
"OK."
Hua An and Shuang Die are naturally suspicious of me. Li Ze's weak observation-type psychic power can indeed see things that many people can see. No one even believes that Erse's psychic power has a certain 'true vision' effect——
No matter whether it is invisible, hidden or even concealed, there is no way to escape the prying eyes of Ers.
It was that ability that allowed him to make rapid progress in the two fields of alchemy and inscription for many years.
After all, while many people can even distinguish seventeen red alchemical substrates of similar colors, Ers can already be familiar with those materials that seem to me to be marked with names, and many special people need
The various reactions to 'memory' are simply 'common sense' that Erns has known for a long time.
In fact, that guess is indeed wrong. Predictive vision plus a silver chip is definitely the effect of true vision, and it may even be weaker.
And that time, Erls wanted to use my ability under the excuse of observation.
"Let you come and see..."
Outside the large alchemy room of the vehicle, Else stared at the phantom man who was sealed in the 'Spiritual Imprisonment'.
The other party is very stern just by looking at your appearance. You can tell at a glance that you are a man with a violent temper but a very tough heart - your projection has been transformed by the Phantom Army and turned into a very troublesome killer.
That is to say, Ers' real strength is too weak, so he can easily use you as a sparring partner to practice his fist and kick skills, and at the same time delay the time, waiting for Hua An to use the confinement technique.
Now, the aqua halo in Ersi's eyes was flowing.
Then, I saw it.
Everything hidden behind that phantom, behind that projection of the mother's soul.
See everything that happens in the Azure City, to all the 'special people'.
Else saw a lot.
[Mai En, I have to carry you on my back again. Slowly let mom come up...he can escape if he carries you on his back]
[Stop joking, you only have the strength to carry him on your back, how can you escape?!]
[Main, please, please, my mother is already ill. Even if she is rescued... I'm afraid she won't live long. But if you die, what's the point of your life? 】
[Please, Mai En, walk slowly... Even for Cynthia's sake, Aunt Lydia has taken care of you for so long, can you let your eldest grandson escape?]
[Yes... definitely... huff... there must be no way to get the best of both worlds...]
The sound of slashing, roaring, and sad cries filled the entire city. The original blue city has now been covered by fire and the smell of blood. Under the streets that are usually peaceful and without children playing, are the torn corpses of children.
It is the diffuse white mist, and the scarlet blood that is constantly flowing.
A woman was carrying her mother on her back, holding a big boy in her right hand, and I was holding a sword in my left hand, fighting my way through a group of crazy lunatics and a group of moving corpses.
I am a special person, but I am.
I am more extraordinary than anyone else.
I have no mother, no family, no one who loves me, no one I love, no friends and no one to admire. I don’t have any big or small dreams. I just want to make money and live a good life.
But now, whether it is a dream or the object of repayment in the dream, we can no longer see it and have completely disappeared.
I am a special person.
Because special people will practice sword skills day and night for nearly ten years because of childhood yearning. They really have no talent, but you have developed a set of sword skills that are enough to be proud of among mercenaries.
There is no special person who can kill more than seventy lunatics in a row, and still have no physical strength, carry the boy on his back, grit his teeth and rush out of the city.
I won and succeeded again.
Women don't have such little physical strength. I do have bad talents, but as long as I become an Ascendant, that talent can be fully displayed - in other words, I don't have such weak power.
I could have the best of both worlds and escape from the city with everyone.
I have to give up one.
It's something to be thankful for and something to be sad about.
I have to make my own choice.
Do I make my own choices?
I can make my own choices.
My mother chose me.
(End of chapter)
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