Chapter 869: Illusions of the past, what’s wrong with the ‘clone’? (
call--
Accompanied by the soft music of cucurbit flute.
The girl in a floral skirt squatted in the corner of the passage, carefully spread out the folded five-yuan banknotes in her hand, and placed them in a somewhat damaged iron bowl.
"Grandpa plays so beautifully."
She raised her hand and gave a thumbs up to the old man in front of her.
"Chichi, what are you doing?"
A clear woman's cry came from behind.
"immediately."
The girl turned around, stood up, looked at the two young women holding hands behind her, and quickly ran to their side.
"Chichi, did you just give that old man money?"
The young woman on the right who was close to the girl slightly poked her head out and glanced at the old man playing cucurbit flute in the corner, "I'm telling you, there are a lot of scammers around here, be careful of being defrauded of your money."
"It's just a few dollars, I can't afford much money,"
The girl chuckled and looked at the delicate makeup of the young woman in front of her, "I know you are doing it for my own good."
"You little girl, you are so easy to deceive. I don't know if you will be abducted by some bad man one day."
The young woman reached out and touched the girl's eyebrows.
Then the three of them laughed and walked forward along the corridor, passed through the ascending stairs, and reached the ground.
Lin Chichi glanced at the two young women holding hands beside him, put his hands behind his back, walked half a step behind, and carefully followed his two companions on the sidewalk covered with scattered green shades.
call--
There seemed to be some kind of roaring and harsh sound in the sky.
She looked up subconsciously and vaguely saw a black light streaking across the white clouds and blue sky.
"Chichi, what's wrong?"
The woman in front took a few steps forward, then turned back and looked at Lin Chichi.
"The sound was very loud just now, as if something passed from the sky."
Lin Chichi still looked up at the sky.
"A shooting star? Is there one?"
The two young women also looked up to the sky and looked around.
But they saw nothing in their field of vision except the blazing sun, the clear sky and the scattered white clouds.
"Are there any shooting stars today?"
The woman on the left took out her mobile phone, pointed her finger on the screen with a delicate manicure, and quickly searched, "It doesn't seem to be available."
Then she shook her phone and looked at Lin Chichi, "We didn't hear anything just now. Chichi, did you see it wrong?"
"Maybe it's the TV station's aerial photography helicopter?"
The woman on the right also looked at Lin Chichi and guessed.
"may be?"
Lin Chichi also looked back with some doubts, and she quickly followed the pace of the two companions in front of her.
"Chichi is a little absent-minded today."
The woman on the left looked at the girl following her and said with a smile, "Where are we going to play later?"
"Let's go catch dolls. There is a new game arcade near my house. Buy twenty coins and get twenty free."
The woman on the right looked at the woman on the left and suggested.
"I remembered that I have something to do at home, so I might have to go home first."
Lin Chichi, who was half a body behind the two of them, suddenly spoke.
"Okay, go and get busy."
The woman on the right and Lin Chichi said with a smile.
"Goodbye."
The woman on the left also waved to Lin Chichi.
"Bye-Bye."
Lin Chichi also raised his hand and said goodbye to the two of them with a smile.
Then she stood under the shade of the tree and watched the two holding hands, talking and laughing towards the end under the sky.
This world is so quiet, ordinary and normal.
After a brief pause, she withdrew her gaze, glanced up at the sky, and ran towards the direction where the black light fell.
The fluttering floral skirt pulled up the skirt in the wind, the fluffy strands of hair undulated with the running pace, and the girl's smooth and smooth legs that crossed quickly reflected the gleaming light in the bright sunlight.
After crossing several zebra crossings and almost hitting several vehicles leaving the parking lot, the girl finally arrived at a tree-lined park out of breath.
The rapid heartbeat beat against her chest, and glistening sweat seeped down her fair skin.
She stopped, put her hands on her knees, panted rapidly, raised her head, and looked forward.
In the center of the entire park is a small circular flower platform.
At this moment, on top of the flower stand, a large dark metal box was inserted diagonally into the flower stand.
People were coming and going around, but no one seemed to notice this huge metal box.
Lin Chichi took a few deep breaths to slow down her breathing, then moved forward step by step until she reached the circular flower stand.
She slowly raised her calf, crossed the edge of the flower bed, walked into the flower bed, and walked to the metal box.
This metal box is roughly in the shape of a rectangular parallelepiped, completely black, and inserted vertically downward into the flower bed.
Overall, this metal box seems a bit like a 'coffin'?
A black coffin falling from the sky?
During a brief period of thought, Lin Chichi looked carefully at the 'coffin' in front of her. She vaguely saw fine yellow lines on the black outer layer of the coffin.
These lines are intertwined and embedded in the black surface, which is mysterious, complex, profound and far-reaching.
The girl stared at the coffin in front of her, as if staring at the vast, deep and endless void of the universe.
Some kind of deep attraction came from the depths of the coffin and reached the depths of the girl's soul.
She vaguely felt that there was something 'close' to her on this coffin, but she could not recall where this feeling came from.
She gently stretched out her hand and touched the surface of the coffin.
The deep yellow lines flashed under the black surface, and some vast and distant song echoed in her ears.
"Sacrifice···Gift···"
She jerked her hand back as if she was electrocuted, staring blankly at the coffin in front of her.
She took two steps back, stepped out of the flower bed, and stepped on the ground.
Until this moment, the people around her didn't seem to notice her, but their eyes simply glanced at the girl, and then continued their pace.
Lin Chi Chi stared blankly at the coffin in front of her, the distant and holy singing still echoing in her ears.
She lowered her head and glanced at her fingertips. The white fingers were stained with a little dark color, which quickly disappeared into her white skin.
She raised her head and stared at the coffin in front of her again.
The coffin standing calmly in the flower bed was like a closed door, standing in front of her at this moment, waiting for her to open it.
The girl's heart was beating rapidly, but she couldn't seem to tell whether it was because of the violent exercise just now or because of some silent throbbing.
That ordinary and ordinary memory seemed to have some kind of ripples.
The bright sunlight shone on her hands, which seemed a little cold.
She took a deep breath and took a few steps back.
Jingle Bell--
The crisp ringtone of her mobile phone rang from the small satchel she carried.
She took out her phone, glanced at the screen, and quickly answered the call, "Dad, come on, come on, I'll be right back. You know, I'm not a child anymore."
She hung up the phone and looked up.
The sky is blue and the white clouds are scattered.
The cool breeze blew the green leaves, holding up the long floral skirt.
The girl took one last look at the coffin standing quietly in the center of the flower bed, then turned and ran out of the park.
——
The waves lifted the ship up and down.
The bandaged man was sitting in the helicopter cab, looking up out of the window.
A warrior wearing silver-gray armor was piercing the chest of a lean man with a white bone sword.
No, I want to leave here.
The man held the helicopter's control column tightly in his hand. He had only one thought in his mind: he had to get out of here, or he would die.
At this moment, the armor on the warrior wearing silver-gray armor began to lift, which meant that the opponent had lost the ability to control the air.
The storm pounded the deck, and the ship heaved in the storm.
The man held the joystick tightly in his hand and started the helicopter.
He knew he had to escape immediately, otherwise he might never get another chance.
But for some reason, there seemed to be a voice in his mind reminding him that he couldn't escape, as he would die faster if he ran away.
His hands were trembling as he watched the young man who was originally wearing armor reveal his appearance.
But if you don't run, you will really die.
The rapidly rotating propellers hit the heavy rain and made a violent whistling sound. The man's hand was on the collective pitch control column of the helicopter, but just when he was about to pull up the control column to let the helicopter take off, his body suddenly stiffened.
The shallow orange-gray rings nested together flashed across the man's pupils.
Countless memories come flooding back.
He Ao released his grip on the collective pitch control lever and looked up to the front.
Heavy rain, sea, coal ship.
He turned his head sideways and looked out the window. A young man in black clothes was walking quickly towards him across the heavy rain.
He is himself.
To be precise, it seems to be a 'replica' of him created by this space.
He looked away.
Sure enough, it was back to the time when I killed Hu Wen.
Will this ritual trigger the power of the transparent planet and pull the ritual performer into some illusion of the past?
The 'clone' of He Ao evolved from Hu Wen's body. For the main body and the clone, the most emotional moment was the moment of Hu Wen's 'death'.
So when He Ao made the call, he was recalling this point in time, and he was also calling the number where he could contact Hu Wen at that time.
As he thought about it for a while, his consciousness gradually became clearer.
He stretched out his hand and glanced at his palm. The five-colored ring was still on his hand. With a thought in his mind, the Shadowless Sword emerged from the void.
It seems that the body is still his clone body, but all the 'memories' after 'becoming the clone' have been covered up or distorted by some kind of force.
So he repeated the scene when Hu Wen died.
In fact, the moment the clone entered the transparent planet, He Ao felt that his own power had been distorted in some way.
Although the part of the 'soul' that controlled the clone was distorted, the original body of He'ao who controlled the Eye of Truth was not affected.
After the Velora entered the shuttle tunnel, he directly followed the connection and transferred the soul of the original body to the clone.
The Eye of Truth slate was not brought with the soul. Although the slate seemed to have no specific shape, it was still a physical item in itself. It just disappeared and lurked behind He Ao, saving a storage space.
But in a strict sense, the Eye of Truth Slate is similar to the bone sword placed in the pirate's treasure chest. It is an item that He Ao carries with him. It does not move with the soul like the super memory and divine consciousness bound to the soul.
However, although the Eye of Truth cannot be brought over, the influence of the Eye of Truth on him is also transmitted to the clone along the connection between the body and the soul.
Although there was a lot of loss, it still allowed He Ao to quickly 'peep through' some things, tearing apart the power that distorted the clone's memory and will. At the same time, he could also see some more 'essential' things.
For example, the 'ship and sea space' in front of him is filled with all kinds of extraordinary powers.
In a sense, this space seems to be completely composed of extraordinary power, and the area covered is actually not large, just around the ship.
Just like the mirror space, the edges of this 'ship and sea space' should be 'textures' made directly from illusions.
And overall, this space seems to have been built not long ago, and the structure does not seem stable enough.
So, what is the way to break through this space?
He Ao turned his eyes and looked at 'himself' who was walking over.
This fake Heao had a cold face and a great sense of oppression as he moved forward step by step.
He Ao opened the door, got off the helicopter, and stared at the young man walking step by step.
Transparent Planet pulls people into the environment where they have experienced the most serious emotional fluctuations. It is unlikely to be to make up for shortcomings.
What it wants is probably that extreme emotion.
Fear, despair, anger.
He Ao remembered the ceremony that artificial intelligence A02 wanted to hold on the Navigator before, which was to use the homesickness of people who accidentally entered the Navigator to construct the coordinates of the main world.
It's just that the ones I found all that time were extraordinary people. The lives and emotions of extraordinary people are very good extraordinary materials, and the effect is even better.
Although ordinary people are weaker, if there are enough, maybe they can be 'used'?
So at this moment, the transparent planet is actually pulling those 'missing people' into their most desperate point of time, constantly draining their emotions?
So, what is "Hu Wen" most desperate and afraid of?
He Ao looked at the young man with cold eyes who was gradually approaching.
He remembers that he was only D-class at this time...
Is the sense of oppression so strong...
He is obviously very kind, speaks gently and gently, and kills people without causing pain to others. Could this transparent planet have some misunderstanding about him?
He Ao lowered his eyes and stared at the young man who looked exactly like him.
At this time, he, Super Memory and Magician should all be D-level. The only extraordinary item that is offensive is the Miracle Wand.
In addition, there is also the Adam Type 1 mecha that can temporarily exert C-level strength, but it should not have much power at this time.
How many things will be reproduced on the transparent planet?
This transparent planet wants to create despair. If this despair is shattered, will there be any changes in this space?
And at the moment when he was thinking, the young man in front of him suddenly rushed over.
At this moment, in this 'young man''s understanding, 'Hu Wen' should be seriously injured and on the verge of death, so he can rush forward with confidence?
He Ao raised his hand, and the Shadowless Sword turned into a ball of shadow and came out instantly.
At the same time, his body quickly jumped out to the side.
boom--
The gleaming thunder struck where he had just stood, directly opening a huge hole in the ship.
Thunder shines.
This is the C-level ability of the Miracle Wand.
It seems that the Miracle Wand has been reproduced.
And the moment He Ao's thoughts flashed through his mind, the young man opposite him had already jumped away to the side.
Obviously, his charge just now was a fake move.
Can you act like this?
However, He Ao had actually expected this, and the Shadowless Sword instantly appeared in front of the young man in a flickering shadow.
boom--
The moment He Ao stopped, blazing flames exploded under his feet.
He Ao briefly used his boxing skills to activate his strength and flew back, further widening the distance between him and the young man.
Burning flames.
The second C-level ability of the Miracle Wand is the 'disappearance' function used to conceal items.
These three miracles can only be used three times a week in total. Disappearance should have been used by this time. After using these two miracles, there should be no use times.
If you want to increase the number of times, you need to kill 3 D-levels. There are no 3 D-levels for the young man to kill.
The progress bar of the B-level Miracle Landslide and Tsunami has not improved yet.
At this moment, He Ao felt that the figure of the young man wearing armor instantly passed through the flames, brandishing the bone sword, and instantly rushed in front of him.
Adam type 1.
Is what just exploded really a ‘blazing flame’?
As his thoughts flickered, He Ao raised his hand, and the Shadowless Sword instantly pierced the young man's heart from behind.
At the same time, his body jumped sideways.
boom--
Fierce flames suddenly exploded beside him, and the firelight reflected the young man's slightly surprised expression.
He Ao lowered his head and glanced at the first flame pit, and saw several broken fragments at the bottom of the pit.
The first explosion was not caused by a blazing flame at all, but by a young man who took an object from the air and put the remaining electric compression battery of Adam 1 under the deck under He Ao's feet and detonated it.
The explosion itself is not actually very lethal. The young man's purpose of doing this was to 'deceive' He Ao, making him think that he had used blazing flames.
In such a short confrontation, the opponent had already guessed that He Ao knew about the 'Miracle Wand', and used this 'understanding' to design a thinking trap.
This last charge was actually a bait to attract He Ao's attention, and his killer move was on the blazing flame that had just exploded at close range.
If that blazing flame really hit He Ao, He Ao would probably be injured here.
With D-level strength and limited props, he maximized his potential.
The performance of the ‘imitation’ in front of me is really good.
The Shadowless Sword completely turned invisible and cut off the young man's body.
It's a pity that what this guy can think of, He Ao can also think of.
Moreover, although the Miracle Wands have been copied, some information has not actually been 'copied'.
If it were He Ao himself, under the same environment, with the same D-level strength, and he faced a suspected B-level enemy that was absolutely invincible, he would actually not do so many operations when death was inevitable.
He would stall for time, then use teleportation to construct a magic circle, and directly call his good friends to help out.
However, the imitations in front of me did not do this, and it is possible that I did not think about this step.
It is also possible that he has no knowledge related to He Ao's 'friends' in his mind.
If this is the case, things involving gods, even partial ritual knowledge, cannot be copied?
Perhaps, all memories related to the gods are gone.
He Ao watched as the corpse of the young man in front of him decayed in his field of vision, turning into a ball of twisted flesh and blood.
This fake is real, but not completely real.
He Ao raised his head and looked at the sky.
Theoretically speaking, this 'imitation' is the source of this space's despair against 'Hu Wen'.
But now, this source of despair has been ‘snuffed out’.
The howling wind blew the heaving ship, and the violent waves were like giant hands protruding from the bottom of the sea.
Under the influence of the Eye of Truth, the countless extraordinary powers that make up this entire space began to violently disturb.
There was a lot going on today, so I postponed it until the afternoon.
