Chapter 78 [77] I became a walking clock (please subscribe)
According to analytical information, Black Light has a weird name - Mingguang.
At this moment.
Under the illumination of the dark light, the walls, ceiling, and furniture of the bedroom were stained with a dark and cold color, and the room felt eerie and terrifying.
Cheng Han looked around and muttered: "What kind of underworld filter is this?!"
but.
Although the color makes people feel psychologically uncomfortable.
But its uses are beyond imagination.
Cheng Han realized the strange power and sighed: "I originally thought that light represents the law of daytime, but without light at night, the true flame residual seal will be greatly restricted.
"Now it seems that my understanding was completely wrong!"
For example - light energy transition.
This skill is highly dependent on ambient light. There is no light at night and it is almost impossible to use. It can be used normally only when it is bright during the day. The light is strongest at noon and the transmission distance reaches its peak.
Another example - Leap of Glory.
At night, it can only travel by its own power. During the day, it can use ambient light to increase the travel distance several times.
at this time.
Cheng Han thought.
The black ball of light suspended in the bedroom suddenly underwent a strange change. Half of it turned white, while the other half remained black.
In the true flame remnant in the sea of spirit, the core light filament structure turns into a dumbbell shape, with one end white and the other end black, and the light group also turns into black and white.
Cheng Han had a sudden feeling: "It turns out that light never disappears, it just changes into the mysterious dark light. The change between day and night is actually the conversion of light and dark light."
"This completely confirms my speculation just now. The light and darkness, day and night in this world are two sides of the same body. They are essentially the same existence."
This is a great thing.
In the past, his combat effectiveness was greatly reduced at night, but now that he has mastered the dark light, the True Flame Remnant Seal has no shortcomings, and he can exert his full strength at night.
Although Cheng Han was happy, he was also deeply puzzled: "I analyzed the dark light from the Soul Stone, which shows that the alien god does not control the law of night, but the law of dark light.
"If you think about it further, since day and night are one, it's really strange why the Ability God failed to master the laws of light corresponding to the day."
He meditated for a long time and gradually came up with an idea: "The battle between the three powerful gods and the super gods in ancient times probably hides shocking secrets beyond imagination."
Cheng Han smacked his lips: "It seems that I really need to learn archeology."
After experiencing the ghost eye incident, he planned to search for some ancient classics, but he never took action. Now he felt that he could not delay it any longer.
He made up his mind: "I will go to the school library to look for it tomorrow."
"Snapped!"
Cheng Han snapped his fingers.
The next moment.
He exploded into a ball of black light.
In the hall.
The flame in the fireplace suddenly dimmed.
The black cat was lying next to it, so frightened that the hair on its back stood on end, and its body jumped up in place like a spring.
"Meow!"
It made a sharp cry.
This cat has encountered something strange!
At this time.
A black light flashed.
Cheng Han appeared out of thin air.
He glanced at the fireplace and concluded a rule: "Dark light can suppress normal light, which is why the flames in the fireplace look like this."
The black cat turned to look at its owner, then looked at the fireplace, and finally realized that all of this was the owner's fault.
No.
Big bad thing!
The black cat raised its head and protested fiercely: "Meow! Meow! Meow!"
I am so scared by you that I am almost out of my mind!
Did you know that if a person scares a cat, it will scare the cat to death?
Cheng Han knew it was wrong and quickly appeased it: "Chief Inspector, what do you want for breakfast?"
The black cat squatted in front of the fireplace, leaving him with the back of his head.
I don't want to talk.
This cat just wants to be quiet.
Cheng Han blinked and took out his trump card: "Sergeant, do you want a massage?"
"Meow!"
The black cat jumped up again.
This time it wasn't scary.
But happy.
Cheng Han smiled.
There's nothing that Masaji can't handle against his own police chief.
If so, then twice.
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Six thirty-three.
Cheng Han suddenly felt something in his heart.
In the sea of spirit, the half-black and half-white true flame remnant mark, half of the white light ball brightened obviously, and the black of the other half became much lighter.
He couldn't help but be startled: "Dawn has arrived?"
Cheng Han opened the window and took a look outside.
as expected.
There was a hint of whiteness in the sky.
Most of the night was dispersed.
To describe it in extraordinary language, the power of light is comparable to that of the dark light.
This is the boundary point from night to day.
Cheng Han had a weird look on his face: "The newly completed True Flame Remnant Seal also has the function of a 'celestial clock'? So I became a walking clock?"
interesting!
He looked up at the sky and realized something: "The power of the dark light is probably extremely sensitive. Even if I become a Xuanshi in the future, I still need to avoid showing it in front of others."
His heart moved again.
The black color of the remaining imprinted light group in the sea of spirits quickly faded, and the light group turned white again.
Be cautious!
*
Cheng Han left his house and walked on the street, noticing that there were significantly fewer pedestrians than before.
This is naturally the aftermath of last night's incident.
After walking for a while, he saw two teams of patrol inspectors trudging through the snow with several spiritual mastiffs.
Whether it was the inspector or the spiritual mastiff, their eyes were full of exhaustion.
Cheng Hanluo made some calculations and shook his head slightly: "Patroling all night is too hard. It seems that the bowl of rice provided by the official workers is not so delicious."
He thought for a moment and activated the spirit-controlling residual seal with his mind.
One after another, extremely dark messages passed through the void like lightning.
King, there is an order!
Sky Knights, it’s time to die!
soon.
There was movement in the city.
"quack!"
A piercing cry came over.
Black dots rose up from the woods and flew into the distance in groups.
This is a flock of night owl.
Although they are nocturnal birds, they are occasionally active during the day.
Originally, according to the script, Cheng Han would arrange for most of the bird flock to quietly leave Qinglin City in the next few days.
A perfect performance requires a perfect curtain call.
This is also an important signal to the authorities - the mysterious man has left.
But the tension in the city was too tight, so he decisively decided to move the curtain call ahead of time and simply hold it in broad daylight so that everyone could see it.
Cheng Han stood there, watching a group of night owl go away, and whispered a farewell message: "The mountains are high and the rivers are long, see you in the rivers and lakes!"
He withdrew his gaze and took steps briskly.
*
far away.
On a street.
Six patrolmen stood quietly in the snow, watching a group of night owl fly out of the city.
After a while.
The flock of birds disappeared.
The leader of this patrol team breathed a sigh of relief and rarely smiled: "They left."
To be honest, ever since he knew that there was a mysterious and powerful person standing behind the night owl group, he would always feel a kind of psychological pressure every time he saw the night owl group.
And last night, a terrifying beam of light illuminated the sky, which made his pressure on the night owl reach its peak.
It turns out that the mysterious man is so powerful, and the high-ranking Xuanshi masters are actually forced to use such powerful means.
The team members began to agree.
"yes!"
"Finally left."
Every tired face became relaxed.
"Woof! Woof!"
The mastiffs wagged their tails happily.
*
Because the incident was so big, No. 15 Middle School was inevitably affected by the aftermath.
A police cordon was set up at the school gate.
There was still a long queue.
Any teacher or student who enters or exits the school must undergo an inspection.
This is actually not difficult to understand.
From an official standpoint, the dark believers who have sneaked into the city can be considered the strongest among them. Who knows if they have done anything quietly.
Before Cheng Han could reach the door, he suddenly heard a roar.
"You kid, I haven't called you yet, why are you here?"
The speaker is a middle-aged inspector.
This person's face is also full of fatigue. He has obviously been busy all night and has to continue working at this moment. He is in a very bad mood.
The person who was scolded was a junior girl. When she suddenly heard this sound, she was so frightened that she froze in place, with a look of horror written on her face.
When the middle-aged inspector saw that she was motionless, he shouted sternly: "You are deafened by riding on your horse, right? Get back quickly!"
Cheng Han frowned and shouted loudly: "Mr. Inspector!"
The middle-aged inspector turned his head and looked at it, and said in a very rude tone: "It's none of your business here, just go to the back and queue up."
"boom!"
Cheng Han kicked off the snow without hesitation.
His figure immediately turned into a gust of wind, and the soles of his feet scraped across the snow. In the blink of an eye, he stood in front of the inspector from nearly twenty meters away.
This technique has an indescribable smooth beauty.
It is the eighth pose of the Nine Yuan Strengthening Style, the Climbing Magpie Pose.
The middle-aged inspector's pupils shrank when he saw it.
Master!
Cheng Han's voice became tougher: "I am the school inspector of No. 15 Middle School. Any conflicts that occur in this area have something to do with me!"
He looked at the girl again and said warmly: "Don't be afraid, no one can bully you in No.15 Middle School."