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Chapter 78 [77] I Became a Walking Clock (Seeking Subscriptions)

According to the analysis information, the black light has a strange name – Netherlight.

At this moment.

Under the illumination of Netherlight, the bedroom walls, ceiling, and furniture are stained with a dim and cold color, and the room exudes a gloomy and terrifying atmosphere.

Cheng Han looked around and muttered, "What kind of underworld filter is this?!"

However.

Although the color is psychologically uncomfortable.

Its use is beyond imagination.

Cheng Han comprehended the strange power and sighed softly: "I originally thought that light represented the law of day, and since there is no light at night, the True Flame Remnant Imprint would be greatly restricted.

"Now it seems that my understanding was completely wrong!"

For example – Light Leap.

This skill is highly dependent on ambient light. It is almost unusable at night due to the absence of light. It can be used normally during the day when it is bright. At noon when the light is strongest, the transmission distance reaches its peak.

Another example – Leap of Glory.

At night, one can only traverse with one's own strength. During the day, one can use ambient light to multiply the traversal distance several times.

At this moment.

Cheng Han's mind stirred.

The black light sphere suspended in the bedroom suddenly underwent a strange change. Half of it turned white, while the other half remained black.

Within the Sea of Spirit, the core light filament structure of the True Flame Remnant Imprint became dumbbell-shaped, one end white and the other black, and the light sphere also turned black and white.

Cheng Han had a sense of realization: "So light never disappeared, it just transformed into mysterious Netherlight. The change of day and night is actually the conversion between light and Netherlight.

"This completely confirms my previous speculation that light and darkness, day and night, in this world are two sides of the same coin, essentially the same existence."

This is a great thing.

In the past, his combat power was greatly reduced at night. Now that he has mastered Netherlight, the True Flame Remnant Imprint has no more weaknesses, and he can exert his full strength at night.

While Cheng Han was happy, he was also deeply puzzled: "I analyzed Netherlight from the Divine Soul Stone, which means that the foreign god does not control the law of night, but the law of Netherlight.

"Thinking deeper, since day and night are one, why did the foreign god fail to master the law of light corresponding to the day? This is really too strange."

He pondered for a long time and gradually had an idea: "The three great foreign gods and the super divine war in ancient times probably hide unimaginable earth-shattering secrets."

Cheng Han smacked his lips: "It seems I really need to learn some archeology."

After the Ghost Eye incident, he planned to search for some ancient books, but he never put it into action. Now he feels he can't delay any longer.

He made up his mind: "I'll go to the school library tomorrow to look for them."

"Pa!"

Cheng Han snapped his fingers.

The next moment.

He exploded into a ball of black light.

In the hall.

The flames in the fireplace suddenly dimmed.

The black cat, lying next to it, was so frightened that the fur on its back stood on end, and its body bounced up in place like a spring.

"Meow!"

It let out a sharp cry.

This cat has encountered something strange!

At this time.

A ball of black light flashed.

Cheng Han appeared out of thin air.

He glanced at the fireplace and summarized a rule: "Netherlight can suppress normal light, which is why the flames in the fireplace have become like this."

The black cat turned to look at its owner, then looked at the fireplace, and finally realized that all this was done by its owner.

No.

A big bad thing!

The black cat raised its head and protested in a激烈的tone: "Meow! Meow! Meow!"

This cat was so scared by you that its soul almost flew away!

Don't you know that scaring a cat can scare it to death?

Cheng Han knew he was in the wrong and quickly comforted it: "Sheriff, what do you want to eat for breakfast?"

The black cat squatted in front of the fireplace, leaving him with the back of its head.

This cat doesn't want to talk.

This cat just wants to be quiet.

Cheng Han blinked and took out his trump card: "Sheriff, do you want a massage?"

"Meow!"

The black cat bounced up again.

This time it wasn't out of fright.

But out of joy.

Cheng Han smiled.

Dealing with his own sheriff, there's nothing a 麻傻吉meal can't solve.

If there is, then two.

*

Six thirty-three.

Cheng Han suddenly felt something.

Within the Sea of Spirit, half of the white light sphere of the half-black and half-white True Flame Remnant Imprint clearly lit up, while the other half of the black faded a lot.

He couldn't help but be stunned: "Dawn has arrived?"

Cheng Han pushed open the window and glanced outside.

Sure enough.

A trace of bright white appeared in the sky.

The night had been dispelled for the most part.

Describing it in transcendent language, the power of light barely surpassed Netherlight.

This is the boundary point from night to day.

Cheng Han looked strange: "The newly completed True Flame Remnant Imprint also has the function of a 'Celestial Clock'? So I became a walking clock?"

Interesting!

He looked up at the sky, as if he had realized something: "The power of Netherlight is probably extremely sensitive, even if I become a Mystic Warrior in the future, I must avoid showing it in front of people."

Another thought stirred in his heart.

The black color in the remnant imprint light sphere in the Sea of Spirit quickly receded, and the light sphere returned to white.

Caution is paramount!

*

Cheng Han left his home and walked on the street, noticing that there were noticeably fewer pedestrians than usual.

This is naturally the aftermath of last night's incident.

He walked for a while and saw two teams of patrolling inspectors one after another, trudging through the snow with several spirit hounds.

Both the inspectors and the spirit hounds had a look of exhaustion in their eyes.

Cheng Han made a slight calculation and gently shook his head: "Patrolling all night is too hard. It seems that this bowl of rice for official workers is not so tasty."

He pondered for a moment and activated the Spirit Control Remnant Imprint with his mind.

One obscure message after another flashed across the void like lightning.

The King has ordered!

Air Knights, the moment to draw the curtain has come!

Soon.

There was movement in the city.

"Caw! Caw!"

A series of ear-piercing cries came over.

One black dot after another rose from the woods, flying in groups towards the distance.

This is the Nightjar flock.

Although they are nocturnal birds, they occasionally move during the day.

Originally, according to the script, in the next few days, Cheng Han would arrange for most of the bird flock to quietly leave Qinglin City.

A perfect performance requires a perfect curtain call.

This is also to send an important signal to the officials – the mysterious man has left.

But the city is too tense, he decisively decided to greatly advance the curtain call and simply hold it in broad daylight so that everyone can see it.

Cheng Han stood in place, watching a group of Nightjars go away, and softly recited a farewell: "May our paths be long and the rivers high, we'll meet again in the Jianghu!"

He withdrew his gaze and strode forward lightly.

*

Far away.

On a street.

Six patrolmen stood quietly in the snow, watching a flock of Nightjars fly out of the city.

After a while.

The bird flock disappeared.

The captain of this patrol team breathed a sigh of relief, and rarely showed a smile: "They're gone."

Honestly, ever since he knew that there was a mysterious expert behind the Nightjar flock, every time he saw a Nightjar, he would always feel a psychological pressure.

And the terrifying pillar of light that illuminated the sky last night brought his pressure on the Nightjars to its peak.

It turned out that the mysterious man was so powerful that the high and mighty Mystic Warriors were forced to use such powerful means.

The team members began to echo.

"Yes!"

"Finally gone."

Tired faces all became relaxed.

"Woof! Woof!"

The spirit hounds wagged their tails happily.

*

Because the matter was too big, the Fifteenth High School was inevitably affected.

A cordon was set up at the school gate.

There was also a long queue.

Any teachers or students entering or leaving the school must undergo an inspection.

This is not difficult to understand.

From the official point of view, the dark believers who infiltrated the city can be regarded as among the strong, who knows if they have secretly done anything.

Before Cheng Han reached the door, he suddenly heard a roar.

"You kid, I haven't called you yet, what are you doing here?"

The speaker was a middle-aged inspector.

This person's face was also full of fatigue, obviously busy all night, and now he has to continue working, so he is in a very bad mood.

The person being reprimanded was a low-grade girl. She was stunned in place when she suddenly heard this, and her face was full of fear.

The middle-aged inspector saw that she didn't move and shouted sternly: "Are you deaf? Go back quickly!"

Cheng Han frowned and shouted loudly: "Mr. Inspector!"

The middle-aged inspector turned his head and glanced, his tone was very impolite: "This is none of your business, you go to the back of the line."

"Bang!"

Cheng Han kicked the snow without hesitation.

His figure immediately turned into a gust of wind, his feet brushed across the snow, and in the blink of an eye, he stood in front of the inspector from nearly twenty meters away.

This technique has an unspeakable smooth beauty.

It is the eighth form of the Nine Yuan Strengthening Body Technique, the Ascending Magpie Form.

The middle-aged inspector's pupils shrank.

Expert!

Cheng Han's voice became tough: "I am the school supervisor of the Fifteenth High School, and any conflict in this area has something to do with me!"

He looked at the girl again and said gently: "Don't be afraid, in the Fifteenth High School, no one can bully you."

Today's fourth update.