Chapter 155

Buildings collapsed and smoke rose.

The muffled thunder-like bang sounded endlessly.

In the battle circle, nearly a hundred people fought in melee.

There are also a large number of deformed thoughts, creating chaos in this multiplayer team battle.

One can imagine how chaotic the battle situation was.

But Pijorn, who was outside the battle circle, took in the situation on the field from the perspective of a bystander.

Although the battle situation on the field was very chaotic, she could always lock her eyes on the clone of Moyu, and then clearly saw...

Moyu's clone shuttles through the battlefield like a ghost, every time at the right time, it can kill a target with the least effort, and then seamlessly connect to the next target.

The whole process to the end, without anyone noticing.

In this chaotic battle situation, there is not even a circle of ripples.

Precise, quiet, and extremely rhythmic.

This is the clone of Moyu in Pjorn's eyes.

That ghost-like strange moving method, coupled with impeccable timing ability, is like a ruthless gray god of death, quietly harvesting one life after another.

"I just simply feel..."

Pjorn stared at the situation in the battle circle intently, and said with emotion: "You are the one who can do this kind of thing."

After she finished speaking, she took a step back and barely distanced herself from Moyou.

"?"

Moyu noticed Pijorn's step back, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

Pjorn pretended that nothing happened, pointed to the situation on the field, and said seriously: "Hey, your 'little brother' is being targeted."

"..."

Moyou was silent for a while, he believed that this internet addicted girl who likes to surf the internet must not be playing tricks.

Immediately afterwards, he attempted to make the last resistance, saying:

"The 'replica body' really has nothing to do with me. I'm not as insidious as it. If it were me, I would be more inclined to fight head-on, so that I can feel a sense of accomplishment."

"Well, I know."

Pijorn turned his head to look at Moyou, and nodded in agreement.

Moyu looked at Pjorn in a little surprise.

It's great to be able to correct Pjorn's erroneous perception so easily.

Immediately afterwards, Moyu heard Pjorn's next words.

"But if you encounter super troublesome things, you will decisively give up the way of 'frontal confrontation', let alone 'enjoy fighting'."

The corners of Pjorn's mouth curled up slightly, and he said in a very serious tone:

"If it is you, you will definitely concentrate on finding the simplest and least labor-intensive solution, just like your younger brother, who is enjoying the convenience brought by the sneak attack."

"..."

Moyou's mouth squirmed slightly.

In the end, he chose to give up struggling.

That gray figure in the arena is indeed his duplicate body...

Because the duplicate body's use of various mind abilities, as well as the silent attack and killing skills developed based on the abilities, are indeed some ideas that exist in his head.

And this replica turned these ideas into reality without any hindrance.

It can be said that a wave of perfect practice was staged in front of him.

Do not know why……

Moyou suddenly thought of what Bisiji once said to him: I want to see you in the 'future'.

At this moment.

During the chaotic battle, Moyou's clone, who was harvesting life like a god of death, was finally noticed.

The muscular man who sensed that something was wrong quickly called his companions together.

The members of Seirin's team, who were fighting on their own, quickly reunited under the command of the muscular man.

The Moyou clone didn't care about the gathering of the Qinglin team at all, and continued to attack and kill the nearest target.

His attack and killing was seen by the muscular man and other five members of the Qinglin team.

All of a sudden, the five Qinglin team members headed by the muscular man all looked ugly.

At the beginning of the melee, the general situation was clearly confirmed, so where did this insidious monster come from?
As the number of people participating in the melee in the field decreased, not only the members of the Qinglin team, but also the professional hunters who were attacked by the enemy also noticed the existence of the Moyu clone.

All of a sudden—

Dozens of eyes focused on the clone of Moyu.

Only those "things of thought" are not affected in the slightest, and attack any existence from outside the "space of thought" with the most violent posture.

The copy of Moyou, which is also derived from Nian Space, is no exception.

For these thoughts, the mission at the beginning of their birth is to "solve" outsiders who fall into the space of thoughts at all costs.

That is their inherent job.

Therefore, once the channel of mind space is opened, where there are more outsiders, they will gather there.

This is also the reason why there are so many "thoughts" in the venue.

Although they are far less powerful than Moyu clones, they are worse than the large number.

If it weren't for their existence, this battle group of hundreds of people would not be so chaotic that it was full of smoke and dust.

And now-

The chaotic fighting situation stagnated for a moment.

Because the members of the Qinglin team and the professional hunters focused on the Moyu clone.

"who are you?!"

A professional hunter was full of anger, and at the inappropriate timing, he couldn't help questioning Moyu's clone angrily.

It was already inexplicable enough that this cloaked team suddenly attacked them, but an even more outrageous monster suddenly appeared.

Facing the professional hunter's questioning, the Moyu clone didn't respond at all.

In other words, he ignored that professional hunter from beginning to end.

In fact, anyone with a discerning eye can see that the current Moyou clone only wants to mess with people.

"He... is not human!"

A short man suddenly noticed the color of the eyes of Moyu's clone.

gray eyes...

This person who came out of nowhere was obviously the same as the deformed monsters around him, and they were all products of this "space of thoughts".

Although they don't know what happened until now, at least one thing can be confirmed.

These deformed monsters around have extremely strong attack intentions on them.

And no matter if they died in the hands of these deformed monsters or those cloaked men, they would all be shattered and disappeared.

Perhaps it was because the members of the Qinglin team and the professional hunters stopped one after another, the Moyu clone felt that there was no opportunity to take advantage of it, so it also stopped.

His gray eyes were too cold to hold any extra emotion, and he scanned the remaining outsiders indifferently.

"..."

In the silent silence, fluctuations of thought force floated from the body of Moyou's clone.

Then—

I saw that the clone of Moyou appeared one after another out of thin air amidst a burst of thought power fluctuations.

But the counting time.

Dozens of Moyu clones appeared on the field.

This sudden scene caused the pupils of those with the ability to read to tremble.

outside the battle circle.

Pijorn was also shocked, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

She keenly discovered...

The strength of this group of clones has not been reduced due to the split!

(End of this chapter)

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