A mob of clones

Chapter 255 Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun

"Who could it be? MI9? Psychological Alchemy Society? Witch Cult? Or Amon?!"

Guessing countless possibilities in his mind, Wu He retreated silently, because behind him, the clone who sat up from the sofa and walked towards the door passed by with exactly the same pace.

The actions of the two are almost completely synchronized, regardless of the landing point of the footsteps or the complete overlap of the sounds.

Unless the people outside the door can directly cross the Wu River and direct their sights into the villa through the means arranged in the villa, they will never be able to hear the movements of the people inside the villa based on their voices.

Wu He's body opened a space door in front of this era, and he appeared directly in the Backlund Queen District, hiding in the shadows.

Then he turned his attention to the location of the clone...

……

At this time, the clone had already pressed one of his hands on the door handle, counting the time, and slowly pressed his hand down.

And taking advantage of this gap, the will also began to integrate into the body, and a group of fabricated life essences constructed a soul-like posture in the body.

The various negative emotions accumulated from the East District and the dock area over the past month have turned into tiny, almost undetectable points one after another and buried in this so-called soul.

This is a bear trap for Amon.

Although Wu He is not sure that the guy outside the door is Amon, some methods are better than none...

After doing all this, Wu He also took a deep breath.

"Okay, whether you are a member of the Psychological Alchemy Society, the Witch Sect, or both, come and I will continue..."

……

"Click~"

"Squeak~"

The door slowly opened, but to Wu He's surprise, the figure that appeared outside was not the one Wu He expected, but a face that Wu He had never seen before.

And judging from the way the other party is dressed, he seems to be a postman...

But would Wu He believe that the guy dressed as a postman in front of him was really just here to deliver letters? Are you kidding me?

Let's not talk about the sense of danger brought about by the fleeting spiritual intuition that Wu He felt just now, but speaking from experience, the performance of the postman in front of him was very amateurish.

Although Wu He had never received or sent a letter in Backlundry, Milgram, whose memory he had taken away, had done such a thing.

He knew very well that except for the East District and Dockside area, every household in Backlund had its own corresponding mailbox.

Generally speaking, the postman will store the letter with the corresponding address directly in the corresponding mailbox, instead of knocking on the door like the person in front of him.

The guy in front of me is obviously abnormal, very abnormal...

"It doesn't look like Amon. This disguise is too clumsy..."

"But I'm not completely sure. It's also possible that Amon made me think so."

Thoughts were swirling in his heart, but Wu He didn't show anything unusual on the surface.

Having just gained the power of the clown potion, Wu He's ability to control his micro-expressions has improved to an incredible level.

Coupled with the light cocoon that blocks the spillover of thoughts, Wu He is confident that his disguise will not be easily seen through.

He took a deep look at the guy in front of him who looked calm. He looked about thirty years old and was dressed like a postman, but his temperament didn't look like that of a postman at all, especially after looking at it carefully. The guy in front of him looked at the position of his right eye and said doubtfully:

"can I help you?"

In response, the postman subconsciously bowed to Wu He, but before the action was completely completed, he seemed to realize something. The movements on his body stopped instantly, and he bent his bent waist back again. Then he took out a letter from his pocket, then handed it to Wu He and said:

"This is a letter from my master to you."

"what?"

Looking at the series of obviously awkward movements made by the man in front of him just now, as well as this mindless operation.

Wu He couldn't help but have another big question mark on his forehead.

Seeing this situation, Wu He's body...

"What are you doing? What the hell is all this?"

Wu He was not in a hurry to let his clone accept the letter of unknown origin. Who knows if it contained some extraordinary ability of the Black Emperor path.

The Black Emperor Path, which is also the Lawyer Sequence, has a very strange ability called Bribery.

The effect of this ability is a bit like the so-called "short-handed to take advantage of others, soft-spoken to eat others".

As long as a person receives any item from an Beyonder of the Black Emperor's path, he will be calibrated and distorted.

And this kind of distortion may be aimed at power, which means that people's power becomes weaker and the effect of extraordinary abilities becomes lower.

It may be the will, that is, changing a person's impression of others, either for the better or for the worse, thus distorting a person's behavior.

It may be personality, which subtly makes people become arrogant, angry, gluttonous, etc., causing people's behavior to deviate from their own lines, thus exposing flaws.

Living in a dangerous world like the Lord of Mysteries, sometimes even hearing a word may become a taboo of death, let alone collecting items at will...

Before picking up the things, Wu He first needs to do some divination...

However, dream divination takes time after all, so the clone needs a little delay...

……

"Looking at your behavior, you shouldn't be a normal postman, right?"

"The so-called owner can't be the postmaster."

"Then can you tell me the reason why you are pretending to be like this? And who is your so-called master?"

In response to Wu He's question, the "postman" in front of him smiled and nodded slightly, and the first thing he said was a compliment.

"As expected of Mr. Kaslana, you can see the problem at a glance."

But then he shook his head slightly and said:

"It's true that I'm not a postman, but I'm here to deliver letters."

"Originally, I didn't plan to change the front of this suit, but it was the owner's request and I had no choice."

"My master asked me to deliver the letter to you personally."

"As for my master's name, please forgive me for not telling him directly."

"This is what my master specially told me before I left."

"This is the fourth time I have knocked on the door. You were not at home the first three times, but you are very lucky to catch up this time. Please accept this letter..."

Listening to the words in front of him and looking at the envelope handed over by the other party, Wu He fell silent again.

To be honest, Wu He now regrets being so anxious to get the clown mask.

Based on the current situation, if you still have the hypnotic pocket watch, it should be much easier to judge the situation of the guy in front of you...

According to the original plan, Wu He's original idea was to first exchange the hypnotic pocket watch for the clown mask, so that he would not have to look for any extraordinary materials before reaching Sequence Six of the Seer Path.

Secondly, go find the craftsman recommended by Mr. Eye of Wisdom and let him help you create extraordinary items.

Let the opponent use the hypnotist to create a special one with similar effects while making the flaming sword.

Even if there is a chance, maybe you can exchange the original one back.

Although the overall look is a bit like taking off your pants and farting, don't forget that Wu He can filter extraordinary characteristics.

The extraordinary properties that Wu He used to create extraordinary items must be pure and contaminated, and the hypnotic pocket watch that has not been filtered by Wu He has not been filtered. In addition to the hypnotist's specifics, it also contains the audience's path from sequence nine to sequence seven. characteristic.

This coming and going is equivalent to Wu Hebai earning more than a thousand gold pounds.

The cost of intermediary fees and craftsmen's labor costs that Wu He has to pay is about the same amount.

After going back and forth, Wu He got the extraordinary characteristics and extraordinary items he wanted, Mr. Eye of Wisdom got new collections and gold pounds, and the craftsman got wealth. It was a win-win-win-win situation. Who would have thought that just after attending the Extraordinary Banquet today, and just after taking out the Hypnotic Pocket Watch, such an accident would happen...

Just as he was talking, Wu He had already swept the guy in front of him with his lightsaber. There was no Worm of Time on him, which meant that he was not Amon's clone.

Of course, it may also be because Amon's methods have exceeded all the imagination of Wu He and others in the past rehearsals. With Wu He's current control effect on the light cocoon, it is still impossible to detect and rule out that it is Amon who is hiding.

But this may be small.

After all, at this time, there is no way that guy Amon could come to Backlund in his true form.

Amon's average clone strength is almost at the demigod level.

If you want to gather into an angel, you need to gather a large number of Amon clones. Even if you gather all the Amon clones from several surrounding cities, it may not be enough.

The noise caused in that way will never be eliminated, and it won't be like there is no movement here now...

And since it's not Amon, the possible choices are much smaller.

Although he was still thinking in his mind at that time, Wu He no longer had to guess because the results of the dream divination from the main body came over.

Familiar with dream divination, Wu He's will was infinitely elevated under the blessing of Light Cocoon, a great being who belonged to the spiritual world of Source Castle. It was almost unimpeded, and he obtained the content of the divination he wanted.

The result of Wu He’s dream divination is...

"Viscount Graylingt?!"

Seeing such a result, Wu He was also stunned for a while. His whole face was full of confusion. He guessed various possibilities, but he did not expect such a result.

In Wu He's dream.

This is a very familiar building layout. It is the same villa where Wu Hebu participated in the Literary Salon of Viscount Gray Lint before.

But compared to the bustle when the banquet was held, the garden villa at this time seemed slightly deserted.

There were not a few servants in the entire villa. A large number of rooms were closed, and only a few people were cleaning the dust in various parts of the villa.

As a long-established nobleman with the title of Viscount, the Graylingt family could not only own a villa in Queens.

The villa in Queens was specially selected by Viscount Glaint for holding balls. Except when holding a literary salon, Viscount Glaint would not stay here too much.

The above is the information Wu He found about Viscount Gray Lint.

However, in Wu He's divination, it seems a little different.

In this dream divination, Viscount Gray Lint was in this villa with not many servants.

Beside him were two glass bottles with some dark red liquid like blood drops remaining at the bottom.

Although it was divination through the dream, and there was not much liquid left in the glass bottle, Wu He just took a look and instantly judged that it should be the remnants of the pharmacist.

"Viscount Graylingt collected the ingredients for the medicine man's potion so quickly? And it seems to be two copies. He won't feed the dog like Audrey, right? He is really a big dog owner..."

"However, it is not difficult to find Sequence 9 extraordinary materials. With his material strength, a week or two is enough time for the servants to find them piecemeal."

Wu He made a silent judgment in his heart, and the content of the dream divination continued to play down.

"Squeak~"

"Master, do you have any orders?"

A middle-aged man who looked to be around thirty years old and wearing a butler's attire opened the door and walked to Gray Lint's side, then bowed slightly, his dark color showing great respect.

Judging by his height, hairstyle and facial features, he is exactly the so-called postman knocking on the door of Wu He's house...

When he saw the man entering the door, Gray Lint turned around and took out a letter and stuffed it into the other person's arms. At the same time, he fished out a postman's uniform from somewhere and also stuffed it into the man's mouth. road:

"After leaving this villa, put on these clothes and go to Mr. Kevin Kaslana without attracting anyone's attention and hand this letter to that gentleman."

"You have to remember! You must be hidden. Don't let anyone find out that you are sent by me. You must deliver the letter to the gentleman with your own hands! This letter must not be opened in the middle!"

This is the end of dream divination...

……

Wu He: "..."

Recalling the results of his dream divination, Wu He was speechless and choked for a while.

"So it's really that simple?"

"Is this really just the guy from Gray Lint who couldn't wait to truly step into the extraordinary world after becoming an Extraordinary? So he invited me to lead the way?"

"But if there are really extraordinary people who want to investigate this matter, this poor disguise is of no use."

"However, this does seem to be an operation performed by the guy from Gray Lint who knows extraordinary existence, but is limited to knowing extraordinary existence."

"But it's not right, but my spiritual intuition..."

"Could it be that this letter was indeed sent by Graint on his own initiative, but what happened to Viscount Graint? If I accept this letter and go directly there, I will be involved in trouble. , so spiritual intuition will warn me, right?”

"Or is there nothing wrong with the letter itself, and the butler who turned into a postman was replaced halfway through, or was hypnotized?"

Thinking about this possibility in his mind, Wu He also directly put down the inspiration in his hand, silently recited his conjecture in his mind and then turned the pendulum to start divination.

But Wu He was a little disappointed that his divination failed this time.

Looking at the pendulum rotating erratically in his hand, Wu He frowned slightly.

"Is there something that interfered with the results of my divination? Or maybe I know too few clues and have too few connections with Viscount Gray Lint, so I can't form an extraordinary connection?"

Viscount Gray Lint had no way to divine, so Wu He simply divined the postman in front of him.

However, the final result was negative. Divination showed that the other party was not hypnotized or replaced...

After getting almost all the results he wanted, Wu He directly stretched out his hand to put away the pendulum in his hand.

Then he opened his eyes again and controlled his clone. He took the letter from Viscount Gray Lint from the butler pretending to be the postman, nodded and said:

"Okay, I accept the letter. Say hello to Viscount Graylingt for me..."

After saying that, Wu He directly closed the door of his villa, without paying any attention to the shocked butler outside the door...

And in the villa at this time...

Wu He didn't hesitate and opened the letter in his hand.

There was no very important information in the letter. The main content was that Viscount Grint invited him to a villa in the West End.

At this time, Wu He's body had returned to the villa in the North District.

He stretched out his hand to take back his clone, and at the same time carefully filtered out the possible effects on the clone. Finally, Wu He took the envelope from Viscount Gray Lint, lowered the pendulum in his hand and began to perform divination.

Looking at the pendulum spinning in his hand, Wu He's eyes were deep and terrifying...

He stretched out one hand and continuously tapped the wooden coffee table with his index finger, making a series of regular and loud knocking sounds.

"Da da da, da da da -"

The sound continues to spread outward, passing through the air, through the gate, through the sky, and travels very far. It seems to have passed through the vast spiritual world, crossed the long river of destiny, and arrived at an unimaginable and unknown height...

Finally turned into a sentence...

"Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianjun, Fusheng Xuanhuang God, Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun..."

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　It's a bit stuck, so I'll update it first today.

　　My mind is a little drowsy today, so I barely managed to type out an update. I feel that the quality is average. I'll leave it at this for now and make up for it tomorrow.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)