Card Creator: My Cards Unlimited Chain

Chapter 375 Battle in Chaos

Ranzhi flies through the chaos unhurriedly.

He took the fire of the soul into his body, carried it with him, and hid it.

Later, he will go to the two myths to have some exchanges. This fire cannot be exposed in advance.

Although he is only a super-level descendant, with the secret method of the Imaginary Palace, it is very easy to hide such a small group of soul fire, at least when he does not take the initiative.

“What on earth are you doing...” Ranzhi took advantage of the time he was on the road to keep recalling the scene when he met the two Shinhwa in his mind.

 So many weak souls...

There are people who want to do anything in the chaos. When they first met, Ranzhi thought they were just like other souls, doing meaningless things. But now, if you put a normal person's perspective into it, you can find a lot of interesting things.

 Whether it is to form a force or find some subordinates to do things, such a weak soul will not be the best choice. At least with Shinhwa's strength, he can definitely find a more suitable target.

 If it is not for this, then, in addition to some secret methods that require sacrifice, there is another possibility, which is to help people in the world select souls.

This is also a thankless task. After all, the cost of summoning souls from Chaos is too high. The cost of simply reshaping the body is not something that ordinary people can afford.

 And if you summon these miscellaneous fish... it is equivalent to using countless high-quality materials to summon a crazy mascot. You don't have to be mentally ill to do this.

 Generally, when a summoner launches a summons outside of chaos, he must be hoping to summon some powerful beings.

 So in theory, those miscellaneous fish should not be used for this...but that is under normal circumstances.

Now, what if a premise is added, that there is a scholar who can summon souls at a very small cost?

That would be valuable.

 If the scholar Wang was looking for really existed, then it should be very simple to have such an ability.

After all, even the passage between chaos and the realm of consciousness can be easily opened, and this kind of thing should be easy - summoning the soul into the realm of consciousness, naturally there is no need for such troublesome steps as reshaping the body.

Although Ranzhi doesn’t know how to do this, he thinks the truth should be close to ten.

 So, as long as we go back and find those two myths, the scholar's position will naturally be found.

 Theoretically, the safest way for him now is to notify the Imagination Palace directly, but before that, Ranzhi decided to have a chat with the scholar first.

While rushing on the road, I was thinking about how to communicate at a later date.

 …

 In chaos

There are surging clouds and mist of chaos everywhere. These clouds and mist all come from the present world. When a world was destroyed, the remaining matter and energy were crushed. From them, you can see the shadow of almost everything in the world.

If this cloud and mist were released into the present world, the impact it would have would be immeasurable.

 But... no matter what, this kind of cloud can still only exist in chaos. Not that there are no scholars who have tried to extract clouds and mist from chaos, but they have all ended in failure, and they have failed in various ways.

 When it is closest to success, once those clouds and mist are taken into the present world, they will solidify into impurities with almost no properties. No matter how tempting the values ​​in Yunwu's calculations are, they are nothing but mirror images and they will always exist only in theory.

 That’s why it is said that chaos is both empty and fertile.

The only ones who can use this abundance are those souls. They can condense the clouds into temporary bodies...but that's all. Compared with the value of the cloud itself, it is like using gold to make a sports car. Every move will cause irreparable waste.

 But there is no way, this is the only way to use it, and these clouds can't be used up, so just waste it.

Feng stood above the clouds and mist, looking at the looming blue star world in front of him, overlapping with chaos, and remained silent.

 Some time ago, Yu Cang made an extraordinary achievement, and even Feng, who had been wandering for a long time, could feel a sense of expectation for the first time in a long time.

If this summoning method is truly perfected to the extreme, then... maybe they can also go from chaos to the present world at will without any restrictions.

 But unfortunately, the sight of the Imaginary Palace came over, which forced the summoner to stop the progress of the research.

Although he felt sorry for it, after all, it was related to the safety of the summoner, so he naturally had no objection.

But when you calm down, you can’t help but start to imagine what the perfect excess will look like.

 Feng lowered his head and looked at his hands.

 “It would be nice if...he could be stronger.”

 The strong ones in the universe, no matter how strong they are, all have an end.

 That is “beyond myth”.

 This is the state that stands above everything else and is also the final state. In all records throughout the ages, this is the limit of great power.

 Why didn’t he reach this level in the first place...

Talent? time? accumulation? destiny? Comprehension?

 Feng narrowed his eyes slightly.

Can not remember.

I just remember that even in his heyday, he had never reached this state, but... it was not untouchable.

 He was sure that he had had such a chance to break through, but for some reason, he chose to give up.

 Why exactly…

Even the king of the Imaginary Palace is just a transcendent myth. As long as he can look at him at eye level, he can protect the summoner!

 Think of it quickly...

 Feng's brows wrinkled slightly, but there was still a blank deep in his memory.

Wandering in chaos has long since worn away his memory until nothing is left.

 At this time.

 The clouds and mist surged behind him, an invisible force separated everything, and a figure slowly flew out.

 Feng stopped thinking.

 He collected his thoughts and turned around. After seeing the person coming, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

 He still remembers that the name of this soul is... Ranzhi?

Time has not passed long, and he has not even forgotten such a name.

Ran Zhi walked out of the clouds and mist, glanced around, and blinked.

Hmm...those weak souls I saw some time ago have all disappeared. The Shinhwa named Ye Lai didn't know where he went.

  A bit abnormal, but it proves my conjecture to a certain extent.

 There are probably two possibilities for the current situation - one is that some of their plans went bankrupt and those weak souls were dispersed or killed.

  Such things are very common in Chaos. Those souls who have lived for an unknown length of time do things based on whims, and the same goes for killing people.

But Ranzhi is more inclined to the second possibility - that is, his appearance has the effect of alerting the enemy. They discovered the gaze of the Imaginary Palace and chose not to carry out those plans for the time being in order to avoid causing trouble.

The corners of Ranzhi’s lips curled up into a smile.

 Once you have doubts in your heart, everything you look at will be doubtful.

But with that soul fire, Ranzhi believed that this must be more than just suspicion.

Facing Feng’s gaze, Ran Zhi walked forward.

 “Long time no see, dear Shinhwa.”

 “What’s the matter?” Feng said calmly.

"That's it." Ranzhi paused and then said, "You should know that I am looking for a powerful scholar under the order of the 'king'."

"Um."

"You know, I'm really lucky!" Ranzhi took out a small bottle from his arms, looking very excited, "Look, I found something! I found this in the chaos nearby. I only know the soul transformed from an insect!

"It's really hard for me to imagine that a consciousness insect's 'obsession' can be so persistent... Judging from the aura on his body, this consciousness insect has probably been exiled to chaos for several months, but It still did not die in the erosion of chaos...

“Look, this little bug can’t speak and can’t see us, but he is still alive and stubbornly alive! This is really admirable willpower!”

The bottle in Ran's hand was naturally made by him out of chaotic clouds - infinitely fertile chaotic clouds that could do anything.

Ran Zhi kept talking for a long time and suddenly stopped.

He looked at Feng, with a bit of doubt in his tone: "Dear Shinhwa, don't you think this little bug has a very strong willpower? Even in chaos, it's not bad."

When he praised this little insect, Feng seemed to have been silent for a long time - this "Sword Saint of the North of the Sky" stood quietly like this, his calm eyes passed through the layers of clouds and mist, and landed on Ranzhi, lightly and lightly. The ground has no weight at all.

Ranzhi blinked: "Myth? Mr. Feng?" After a while.

"…well."

 Feng suddenly sighed.

“Who knows about that mass of soul now?”

 “I haven’t had time to tell anyone else…you’ll be the first to know.”

“Okay.” Feng said, “Let’s talk about it.”

 “What?” Ranzhi was stunned.

"Your unfulfilled wish." Feng raised his hand gently, and the flowing mist floated in front of his hand, outlining the shape of the knife, "I will complete it for you."

"What... wait!" Ranzhi held his breath, "Dear Shinhwa, I'm just here to share some anecdotes with you. I don't have any ill intentions! Damn it!"

As he spoke, Ranzhi slowly backed away, but when he shouted the last "Fuck", he stopped again.

late.

 There is no place to retreat.

 I saw that all the clouds and mist around me were boiling at this moment, surging and gathering, as if they had turned into a furious sea at this moment!

In chaos, every soul has the ability to control the clouds and mists of chaos. It can be said that the clouds and mists are extensions of the soul's hands and feet. But now, Ranzhi felt that everything around him was strange. The clouds and mist seemed to have become the property of the myth in front of him at this moment, and he couldn't move an inch!

As a super-level descendant, he is also equipped with a secret method. His perception in chaos can spread for thousands of kilometers, but within such a vast range, he still can't find any clouds that he can barely use...

At this moment, he seemed to have fallen naked into the ocean composed of the will of the myth in front of him. He only felt that he was like a lonely boat. If a wave hit him randomly around him, he would be in danger of sinking!

 Hum…

 The clouds and mist above the head were rising, rising, and becoming thinner. Ranzhi's eyes glanced upward inadvertently, and he was shocked to find that countless stars appeared in the distant sky without knowing when...

 No, that’s not starlight, it’s light!

Countless lights were blurred in the clouds and mist, barely reflecting the appearance of a city, but without all the details.

It was only when Ranzhi saw this picture that he realized that the surrounding area was not an ocean at all, but surging clouds, but it was at the bottom of the clouds!

He and Feng were standing upside down under the sky, so they could see a city when they looked up.

Feng knew what was happening... This scene was probably a reflection of the deep memories of the Shinhwa in front of him.

　That city has been blurred and there are no details, but since it appeared naturally when Shinhwa was angry, it means that this city occupies a very important position in Shinhwa's heart, and maybe it is his hometown.

It's really terrifying... Ran Zhi estimated that the myth in front of him might not have been deliberately manipulated, but when he was angry, the surrounding clouds and mist at an unknown distance responded to his will at the same time, automatically acting in his memory, and transformed into That side has not yet wiped out the clean world.

 Furthermore, it is in the sky, so even if there is a battle, it will not affect the city "above".

Ran Zhi returned his gaze to the seemingly calm figure in front of him.

Feng stood in the center of the vast world, and the endless churning clouds and mist all around him seemed to be looming half smaller around him.

"Dear Shinhwa... Please believe that I have no ill intentions." Ranzhi said quickly, "You should be related to the scholar the king is looking for, right? Please believe me! I do have some guesses about these, but if I have any ill intentions, it will appear now. It’s not me, but the souls under the king who are of the same level as you!”

"No need to explain." Feng's face was neither sad nor happy, "Say your last wish, or wait for death."

Ranzhi felt a creepy feeling spread throughout his body.

 What are you doing?

This Feng's reaction was completely different from what he imagined!

 There is no such thing! Don't even listen to anyone's explanation!

He thought he could at least talk, but the current situation...

Although Ranzhi has lived for a long time and has no concept of death, standing in Feng's will, he still recalls the fear of the end for a long time.

“Wait a minute! I am the envoy of the Royal Palace of Imagination! Our king comes with good intentions, and if you kill me, the Palace of Imagination will not let you go!”

Facing these words, Feng remained calm.

 He raised his head slightly, and his eyes seemed to soften for a moment when they touched the reflection of the distant city.

 Then, Feng closed his eyes.

Ran Zhi was overjoyed. He thought Feng was shaken and was about to say something, but the increasingly solidified will around him made him unable to speak.

After a long time, Feng opened his eyes again.

 “Thank you also.”

Feng lowered his head, stretched out his hand, and brushed his fingers over the blade flowing with mist.

 “It reminds me of the words of an old friend.” Feng sighed softly, “—A falling knife forms an abyss, and talent divides the north and the south.”

"An old friend...?" Ranzhi couldn't help but tremble, "Then he..."

 “Dead.” Feng raised the knife, “Same as you.”

 Zheng!

The trembling sound of the sword sounded in the chaos. Ranzhi did not see Feng swinging the sword at all. After a moment of confusion, a sword light that almost penetrated the heaven and earth filled his field of vision!

 It seems that I am out of luck.

Just facing this sword light, Ranzhi felt that his body was already crumbling, and it seemed that he might collapse at any time. It was conceivable that if the sword light fell, he would have no chance of survival.

Had I known...

Ranzhi slowly closed his eyes with strong reluctance.

 Suddenly, at this moment.

 In Ranzhi's ears, a dragon roar suddenly rose!

"hold head high-!"

The vigorous voice rose like a tsunami, and another will enveloped Ran Zhi, as calm and reassuring as a mountain.

This is…

Ranzhi opened his eyes that he had just closed, and immediately saw a heart-stopping scene.

Those chaotic clouds and mist that were extremely unfamiliar to him were rushing in like a tornado at this moment. Not only in front of him, but also behind Ran Zhi, the clouds and mist stretching for thousands of kilometers were rushing in at this moment!

These clouds and mist surged and solidified at the same time. The speed was unbelievable. In the blink of an eye, an incredibly huge black dragon had solidified from the deep clouds and mist. The vast dragon wings shrouded it, and there were still some blurs around the edges. , there are still countless clouds and mists trying to fill in his details.

 Zheng!

The sound of the sword erupted in an instant, but all the power attached to it had been absorbed by the giant dragon with a body length of more than a thousand meters, and none of it fell on Ran Zhi.

 It’s night time!

 But behind Ye Lai, a real "vacuum" of thousands of kilometers appeared in the chaos that had always been fertile.

 Feng raised his head slightly so that he could see the whole picture of Ye Lai.

This is the first time that he has seen Ye Lai condensing such a huge body in the chaos. This vastness and depth that seems to be integrated with the boundless darkness behind him will bring a great shock to people.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　…

 The dragon wings slowly opened, Ye Lai raised his head, and Ran Zhi was held in one of his dragon claws.

 “You shouldn’t kill him.” Ye Lai said.

 Feng's face was still calm: "You shouldn't have appeared."

"The secret method of the Imaginary Palace is beyond your imagination. As long as you kill him, you will definitely leave traces and will still be exposed."

"So, it was just me who killed him, and it was Feng who killed Ranzhi." Feng said, "The summoner never gave me my real name. There is no connection between us. Even the Imaginary Palace cannot see Yu Cang through me. .So, this is just a vendetta - in the chaos, nothing is unexpected."

 “Are you trying to resist the pursuit of the Imaginary Palace on your own?”

Feng was noncommittal: "Ran Zhi discovered the soul that was transformed into a consciousness insect, but now everything is just a guess. I will erase him and the consciousness insect together, so no one can find the summoner."

"So, you are blaming me for showing up and making it possible for the Palace of Imagination to pay attention to the master of this body?" Ye Lai suddenly smiled, "Feng! We are all fighting for the master of this body, so you can do it without saying a word If you want to leave, what will the owner of this body think?"

　　 maple: “…”

“Do you think that the owner of this body is a person who will enjoy the safety gained by the sacrifice of his comrades?”

 Feng looked away: "I didn't think so."

"The Lord of this body will handle this matter personally." Ye Lai said, "This is the order of the Lord of this body!"

 Ye Lai said the word "order" very strongly, but Feng just remained silent and did not refute.

For the first time in countless years, he acquiesced to the "orders" given to him.

 On Ye Lai's paws, Ranzhi was already trembling.

 Wait a minute...such a strong person still has to listen to other people's orders? So how powerful is this "Lord of this Body"?

 He, he...is finished.

 (End of this chapter)