mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 982: There is always a pre-swing before using a big move
The No. 93 Virtual Realm Striker smiled and said, "If you can leave here alive, you can report it, okay?"

The Elf Scout was speechless.

Zhao Chuanxin chuckled and said, "Why waste time talking to them?"

Elf Scout: "Start fighting?"

"run!"

Elf Scout: “…”

Zhao Chuanxin grabbed the elf scout and jumped hard.

The Berserk Armor, Desert Roots, Chaos Armor, Reaction Shoulder Straps, and Stars and Moons all work together.

whoosh...

Virtual Realm Striker No. 93 and No. 94 never expected that Zhao Chuanxin could jump so high and so far.

Moreover, Zhao Chuanxin was in the air, throwing the elf scout away, and his voice floated in the air: "You run first."

Although this place is a bit far from the Pioneer Partner's Safe Haven, as long as Zhao Chuanxin can hold back Void Striker No. 93 and No. 94 for a while, he can teleport back directly after the Elf Scouts run away.

Virtual Realm Striker No. 93 shouted, "Go chase it, don't let that little thing get away."

As if changing shape and shadow, Zhao Chuanxin found that her clones all gathered in another direction, and then dispersed again at a very fast speed, quickly surrounding the place where Zhao Chuanxin landed.

The figure of Void Striker No. 94 faded and disappeared into the sand dunes, leaving only a trail of footprints as he chased after the elven scout.

Virtual Realm Striker No. 93 stretched out his hand, and dozens of clones condensed into columnar light bodies in their palms.

Dozens of cylindrical lights shot towards Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin... flashed.

Dozens of columnar lights gathered together and dissipated silently.

Zhao Chuanxin flashed to one of the clones, or the original body, and fired the Lugang M1907.

boom.

The clone dissipated like a puff of smoke.

fake.

Countless No. 93 Virtual Realm Strikers frowned and spoke at the same time: "The Desert Emperor's method?"

Zhao Chuanxin felt his ears buzzing.

The No. 93 virtual realm attacker waved his hands left and right, and more clones appeared, blocking Zhao Chuanxin's sight completely.

She seemed to know the peculiarities of the old holy altar, which could only flash as far as the eye could see.

In this way, Zhao Chuanxin could only flash in her encirclement.

Then he condensed a body of light and shot it towards Zhao Chuanxin.

In an instant, Zhao Chuanxin's figure disappeared from the spot.

He used the Energy Fluctuation Convergence Rune to teleport back to the Shadow Forest.

Zhao Chuanxin exited the state and closed the "Code of the Old Gods".

He said to Xingyue, "Replay the battle footage just now."

Damn it, give yourself some shame.

He observed the images through his glasses. These clones were exactly the same and he couldn't find any flaws after looking at them for a long time.

He asked Xingyue: "What do you think?"

Xingyue said: "Her light body, like the light blade rune, comes from the fifth singularity axiom - radiation. I have read Albert Einstein's "Light Quantum Hypothesis", and I think if anyone can explain the fifth singularity axiom, it is only him. As for the clone of No. 93 Virtual Realm Striker, it should come from the fifty-seventh singularity axiom, and the same source as No. 94's disguise. I can mark a few suspicious points for you."

As he spoke, Xingyue replayed the video.

In its mark, after No. 93 released his clone, all the clones did not move.

But when she recalled her clone, her original body changed from the twelve o'clock position to a clone at the ten o'clock position.

Zhao Chuanxin felt as if she could switch her original body to a clone at any time.

This goes somewhat against common sense.

If she could really do that, she would basically be invincible.

The levels of Haishi Void Realm are clear, Void Realm Striker, and above that there are 72 Axiom Masters, so she cannot be invincible.

Zhao Chuanxin thought this was a sleight of hand.

Moreover, the virtual realm striker No. 93 only moved from the twelve o'clock direction to the ten o'clock direction, and the distance was very close.

Judging from the speed and distance of this teleportation, her next movement direction will basically be between twelve o'clock and eight o'clock.

Therefore, Zhao Chuanxin carefully watched the replay and focused his attention on this range.

He stripped the stars and moon of heat, vibrations, contours, chemical signals, and observed them frame by frame.

I don’t know how Virtual Realm Striker No. 93 did it. Each of the clones looks like the real body and has characteristics that only a physical body has, but he got nothing.

But considering that he shot one of the clones and it disappeared, the clone was definitely not a physical entity.

Zhao Chuanxin had no choice but to focus his attention on the movements, trying to find some clues.

You know what, this time he really discovered something.

He pointed at the void and said to Xingyue: "Look, when she moves from the twelve o'clock position to the ten o'clock position, the gazes of these seven or eight clones are like that."

Xingyue hid the other body parts of these seven or eight clones, leaving only the eyes.

The most powerful technology of the remnants of the creatures in Middle-earth - the intelligent organisms Star and Moon - is beyond the imagination of Void Striker No. 93.

The "God of Time and Space" Zhao Chuanxin is not just a name: I will stop time, analyze things slowly, and then come back to beat you!

The screen is full of eyeballs, and the picture is very abstract.

But if we add the shadow of Zhao Chuanxin, it will be very interesting.

Xingyue said: "These clones have locked their eyes on you one by one, but never looked at the other clones. It's a bit strange."

Afterwards, it showed the distribution map of other clones, and Zhao Chuanxin found that it was indeed true.

It was as if these clones were deliberately staring at Zhao Chuanxin and didn't dare to look at the other clones.

Then Xingyue found another flaw.

"Look, when this clone's gaze accidentally shifted from you to the clone behind you, that clone disappeared!"

Zhao Chuanxin clapped his hands and said, "Yes, this is the real body of No. 93 Virtual Realm Striker. She cannot look at her own clones. If she looks at any one of them, that one will disappear."

Xingyue concluded: "To roughly explain it from Earth science, when No. 93 observes his own clone, the quantum state of his clone's physical behavior will shift in phase, thus causing interference."

Zhao Chuanxin asked: "Let's teleport back. Can you mark where her real body is?"

Xingyue said confidently: "I definitely can."

Zhao Chuanxin opened the "Code of Old Gods", opened the holy light channel, and entered it.

He used the energy fluctuations to converge rune fragments and teleported back.

Virtual Realm Striker No. 93 was completely confused.

According to her understanding of the old sacred altar of the Desert Emperor, as long as the line of sight could not penetrate her clone, it could not flash out of her encirclement.

She was not wrong.

But the problem is that Zhao Chuanxin not only has energy fluctuation convergence rune fragments, but also has wards placed everywhere, so he can leave the circle at any time.

Star and Moon Mark: "Here it is."

With the Mosin-Nagant revolver in his hand, Zhao Chuanxin raised his hand and fired a shot.

"what……"

Virtual Realm Striker No. 93 screamed.

She naturally didn't know that the Fearless Pioneer in front of her was different from any Fearless Pioneer she had ever seen.

This fearless pioneer had so many cards up his sleeve that it made her scalp numb.

The moment Zhao Chuanxin fired, Virtual Realm Striker No. 93 moved in time, so the bullet just grazed her face.

A shocking cut was made on her beautiful face, the flesh was immediately rolled up, and blood gushed out.

bang bang bang...

Because Zhao Chuanxin did not see it with his own eyes and needed the stars and the moon to mark it, his body could not keep up with his brain and his shooting speed was not that fast.

An ordinary person might not be able to dodge it, but Virtual Realm Striker No. 93 can do it.

Zhao Chuanxin put away the Mosin-Nagant revolver and took out the Ares M1907.

"Zhao Nima, let's change positions, right?"

chug chu...

"what……"

All clones' cheeks and arms started bleeding at the same time.

chug chu...

"what……"

All the clones were shot in the abdomen and bled at the same time.

Zhao Chuanxin did not give her time to condense the column of light. He emptied the magazine and immediately replaced it with another Ares M1907.

At this time, countless clones moved around, providing layers of cover.

Zhao Chuanxin fired, and rows of clones dissipated into smoke.

Things change, and this time it was Zhao Chuanxin's turn to grin grimly: "Run? Can you run away?"

He moved in a "Z" shape and kept shooting from the side.

Those clones screamed in agony, their bodies covered in wounds and blood. When the magazine was empty, Zhao Chuanxin put away the War God M1907 and took out the Star Moon M1909 light machine gun.

At the same time, he flashed to the front of the fleeing army of clones.

No. 93 shouted in despair: "Don't kill me. If you kill me, you will become the public enemy of Haishixu Realm."

Old Zhao has the temperament of a donkey. He won't move when hit, and will move backwards when led.

Threaten him?
That would be tantamount to accelerating one's own death.

Tata Tata...

"Zhao Nima, don't you have many clones?"

After wisps of green smoke, the clone was almost completely destroyed by Xingyue M1909.

The body of No. 93 Virtual Realm Striker was shaking from the light machine gun, with blood oozing from the corners of his mouth and his eyes unfocused.

Her body was covered in blood and flesh, not a single intact spot.

The dead can no longer die.

Zhao Chuanxin hurriedly followed Xingyue's instructions, stepped forward and touched the pocket of Virtual Realm Striker No. 93, and took out a handful of money, but he couldn't feel anything, which was a pity after all.

From the pocket of Virtual Realm Striker No. 93, he pulled out an emerald green object the size of a USB flash drive, and nothing else.

Zhao Chuanxin was very disappointed: "Where are my things?"

Not to mention the other items on stall No. 93, just the sawworm materials, mucus, mucus mushroom spores, heat source gems and so on that he bought for the universal furnace were not on her.

Xingyue said, "Go quickly, the elf scouts are calling for help."

Three hundred meters away, the elf scouts were in a state of disarray.

His blowgun and other weapons seemed to have been confiscated long ago. Unarmed, he could only run away in a panic.

The No. 94 Virtual Realm Striker was elusive, appearing and disappearing from left to right. Although he was invisible and had no weapons, he always launched sneak attacks.

For example, he kicked the elf scout four or five meters away, and the scout somersaulted several times in the air, fell on the sand dune and slid far away.

When the dizzy elf scout climbed up from the sand dune, shaking his head, he could not see No. 94 anymore.

Just as the elf scout was seeing enemies everywhere, Void Striker No. 94 appeared from behind it.

The elf scout seemed to sense something and was about to escape, but No. 94 had already kicked it away again.

Virtual Realm Striker No. 94 sneered, "Little thing, I kicked you all the way, but you're still alive and kicking? Let's see if I can kick you to death today!"

boom!
At this moment, Virtual Realm Striker No. 94 was shot in the head.

Blood splattered all over the elf scout's head and face.

Zhao Chuanxin appeared from behind No. 94 Virtual Realm Striker and kicked his headless body over: "Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

The elf scout sat down on the sand dune, rubbing the spot on his body where he was kicked, his face full of pain: "Thank goodness I resisted, otherwise I would have been kicked to death by him."

Zhao Chuanxin went to collect the body and received a pass.

He sneered and said, "Let's cause chaos in the sea city virtual world."

The Elf Scout asked, "What are you going to do?"

Zhao Chuanxin told it about the demon virus that broke out in Rune City.

The elf scout was shocked and asked, "Are there people infected with the demon virus among the refugees you brought with you?"

"Yes, the demon virus has no incubation period, and it is harder to detect than the plague. The infected are more cunning and spread more secretly. So, during this period of time, you must not whisper to anyone..."

The elf scout's experience made it full of awe for the mirage: "If we are discovered by them, we will never be able to leave the Cursed Desert."

Zhao Chuanxin asked him back: "How many years is your sentence?"

"Fifty years."

"Are you going to serve fifty years?"

"Oh no……"

"Then listen to me, I promise."

Zhao Chuanxin and the elf scout whispered and planned for a long time.

Zhao Chuanxin asked the elf scout: "How much do you know about the clone and light body of No. 93 Void Striker?"

The elf scout thought for a moment and said, "No. 93 should be using the Clone Rune and Light Hammer Rune, which are based on the fifty-seventh and fifth singularity axioms respectively. No. 94's Invisibility Rune is based on the fifty-seventh singularity axiom. Although these two are not that strong, they are very difficult to deal with. I didn't expect that they would go to the refugee camp market to kill people and rob. If I'm not mistaken, they have been doing this for a long time."

Xingyue said to Zhao Chuanxin: "Anyone who can recognize the universal furnace and is willing to spend a lot of money to buy it must have rare ores, which is worth it for her to do so. This can make money faster than doing business."

Zhao Chuanxin rubbed his chin: "Maybe I can do this too?"

Xingyue disagreed: "No, they thought that their status as virtual strikers in the Haishi virtual realm could at least save their lives, but they didn't expect to meet you. If you go to kill people and rob, and meet the 72 Axiom Masters, I'm afraid you are no match for them. It's better not to put yourself in danger."

The elf scouts have been filled with worries since they witnessed the mirage.

Zhao Chuanxin exited the state.

[I don't dare to rest in the Mirage Realm or the refugee camp, I choose to teleport back to the Shadow Forest.]

Zhao Chuanxin sent out the universal furnace and the tablet of divine consciousness, and closed the "Code of the Old Gods".

He pulled out three beautiful little things from the universal furnace.

One is a stone ring, dark green all over, like jade, covered with cotton, with spots of light flowing symmetrically inside the stone ring.

The other one is a two-centimeter-long metal wedge-shaped thing, as thick as the head of a chopstick.

He put the book of spiritual consciousness aside for the time being.

Zhao Chuanxin poured out the slag of the melted Answer Stone from the universal furnace.

Zhao Chuanxin asked in astonishment: "What are these two?"

Xingyue said: "This is the Soul Storage Stone Ring and the Must-See Needle."

"How do you know it?"

"I am a well-read person. I am truly a learned man."

These words didn't make Lao Zhao blush, they weren't strong enough.

The answer stone requires asking questions at the cost of human lives.

It will provide a direction, and whether you can achieve your goal depends entirely on luck.

Zhao Chuanxin rarely used it, and always thought it was an evil object. So when Xingyue wanted to melt it, Zhao Chuanxin didn't feel bad.

Zhao Chuanxin attempted to find a hint of "imprisonment" in the halo circulating around the Soul Storage Stone, to see if it was filled with pain and struggle.

When he brought the soul-storing stone ring closer to his eyes, he seemed to see a star map. The inside of the stone ring looked like a circular galaxy, filled with billions of bright stars.

The voice of Xingyue, who knew Zhao Chuanxin's temperament well, lingered in his ears: "Good and evil are defined by humans, but there is no distinction between good and evil in the Soul Storage Stone Ring. When life comes to an end, entering the Soul Storage Stone Ring and becoming a star is far better than taking the ancient road to the path to hell and being escorted by the minions of the devil to the purgatory of endless torture."

Zhao Chuanxin was lost in thought. He had already galloped a long way on the road to death. One day, he died. It would be best if the wisp of smoke after his death did not go to those messy places, but just went into the Milky Way of the dead, accompanied by the restrained rhythm of the stars, and spun in circles with others in the endless rings...

Xingyue said: "I will teach you how to open the Soul Storage Stone Ring."

Zhao Chuanxin stood up and walked to an open space. He placed his left forearm across his chest, with his right forearm perpendicular to his left forearm. His right hand touched the soul engine on his left wrist, and his left thumb rotated the soul storage stone ring on his middle finger.

The space in front of him twisted, shattered, and reorganized into a semicircular prism.

Zhao Chuanxin finally saw the full appearance of the twisted shield.

Xingyue presented him with a picture on his glasses - a Maxim fighter on the opposite side fired at Zhao Chuanxin with all its might, the bullets disappeared on the twisted shield, appeared from behind him and continued to move forward.

The bullet flew over the area covered by the twisted shield.

Xingyue slowed down, and Zhao Chuanxin could see clearly that it was not the bullet that flew past, but went around the twisted shield and returned to the right track in the area behind Zhao Chuanxin.

A blade of light came and had the same fate as the bullet, bypassing the distortion shield.

Zhao Chuanxin repeatedly opened and closed the distortion shield.

He asked, “Is this your theory, or is it fact?”

Xingyue manipulated the black puppet craftsman to reach out: "Give me Lugang M1907."

"I'm shooting at your deltoid muscle now. If the distortion shield doesn't take effect, I'll just scratch you at best."

Zhao Chuanxin couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

He activated his warp shield.

The silenced Lugang M1907 was fired by the black puppet craftsman.

call out……

Zhao Chuanxin was unharmed.

The bullet got stuck in the stone wall behind.

The black puppet craftsman held the Spring Light Sword and stabbed towards Zhao Chuanxin's shoulder.

This time it was more obvious. The 32 light blades turned a corner and appeared some distance behind Zhao Chuanxin.

The black puppet craftsman slowly turned the hilt of the sword. Under normal circumstances, the Chun Guang Sword would cut Zhao Chuanxin in half from the chest.

Zhao Chuanxin's hair stood on end, and his fighting instinct made him want to dodge.

Xingyue said, "Don't be afraid."

Zhao Chuanxin turned his head reluctantly and found that 32 light blades of the Chunguan Sword appeared and passed behind him.

"Huh..." Zhao Chuanxin felt relieved.

Xingyue put away the Chunguang Sword and said to him, "There is an unknown amount of soul energy stored in the Soul Storage Stone Ring. It is as inexhaustible as your old sacred fire. But the Distortion Shield has two flaws. First, it can only shield you from the front. If the enemy attacks from behind or from the side, it will not be able to do anything. Second, it takes more than a second to activate the Distortion Shield."

Zhao Chuanxin accepts these two flaws: "When you use a big move, there will always be a pre-swing."

Xingyue added: "Now, I will teach you how to use the Soul Storage Stone Ring to control the BiDa Needle."

(End of this chapter)