The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

No. 93 Virtual Realm Striker smiled: "If you can leave here alive, you can report it?"

The Elf Scout was speechless.

Zhao Chuanxin smiled: "Why waste time talking to them?"

Elf Scout: "Fight?"

"Run!"

Elf Scout: "..."

Zhao Chuanxin grabbed the Elf Scout and jumped hard.

Rage Armor, Desert Root, Chaos Armor, Reaction Shoulder Straps, Star and Moon all exerted their strength.

Whoosh...

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

Moreover, Zhao Chuanxin threw the Elf Scout away in the air, and his voice floated in the air: "You run first."

Although this place is a bit far from the Vanguard Partner Safe Haven, as long as Zhao Chuanxin can hold back No. 93 and No. 94 Virtual Realm Striker for a while, he can teleport back directly after the Elf Scout runs away.

No. 93 Virtual Realm Striker shouted: "Go after it, don't let that little thing run away."

As if changing shape and shadow, Zhao Chuanxin found that all her clones gathered in another direction, and then dispersed again, quickly, and quickly surrounded the place where Zhao Chuanxin landed.

And the figure of No. 94 Virtual Realm Striker faded, disappeared into the sand dunes, leaving only a line of footprints, chasing after the elf scout.

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

Dozens of cylindrical light bodies shot towards Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin... flashed.

Dozens of cylindrical light bodies gathered and dissipated silently.

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

Bang.

The clones dissipated like a puff of smoke.

Fake.

Countless No. 93 Virtual Realm Striker frowned and said at the same time: "The method of the Desert Emperor?"

Zhao Chuanxin felt his ears buzzing.

I saw the No. 93 virtual striker waved his hands left and right, and more clones appeared, blocking Zhao Chuanxin's sight.

She seemed to know the characteristics of the Old God Altar, and could only flash to the place where the vision could reach.

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

Then she condensed the light body and shot it towards Zhao Chuanxin.

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

He used the energy fluctuation convergence rune to teleport back to the Shadow Forest.

Zhao Chuanxin exited the state and closed the "Old God Code".

He said to Xingyue: "Replay the battle video just now."

Damn it, give me some face.

He observed the image on his glasses. These clones are really exactly the same. He couldn't find any flaws after watching for a long time.

He asked Xingyue: "What do you think?"

Xingyue said: "Her light body and the light blade rune are the same, and come 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."

Speaking, Xingyue played back the video.

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

But when she recovered the clone, her main body changed from the twelve o'clock direction to a clone at the ten o'clock direction.

It felt to Zhao Chuanxin that she could switch her main body to a clone at any time.

This is somewhat contrary to common sense.

If she can really do it, then she is basically invincible.

The level of the virtual realm in Haishi is clear, and the virtual realm striker has 72 axiom masters above, so she can't be invincible.

Zhao Chuanxin thinks this is a trick.

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

According to the speed and distance of this displacement, her next moving position is basically between twelve o'clock and eight o'clock.

Therefore, Zhao Chuanxin carefully observed the playback and focused his attention on this interval.

He asked Xingyue to strip off the heat, vibration, outline, chemical signals, etc. and observe frame by frame.

I don't know how the No. 93 virtual striker did it. Each clone is like the real body and has the characteristics of a real body, but he didn't get anything.

But considering that he shot at one of the clones and the clone disappeared, the clone is definitely not a real body.

Zhao Chuanxin had to focus on the action and try to find some clues.

Don't say it, this time he really found something.

He pointed to the void and said to Xingyue: "Look, when she moved from the twelve o'clock position to the ten o'clock position, the eyes of these seven or eight clones."

Xingyue concealed the other parts of the seven or eight clones' bodies, leaving only the eyes.

The strongest technology of the remnants of the creatures in Middle-earth - the intelligent organism Xingyue, is not something that the No. 93 virtual realm attacker can imagine.

And the "God of Time and Space" Zhao Chuanxin is not in vain: I will stop time, analyze slowly, and then cut you back!

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

But if Zhao Chuanxin's phantom is added, it will be very interesting.

Xingyue said: "These clones have locked their eyes on you one by one, but never look at other clones, which is a bit strange."

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

It was as if these clones were deliberately staring at Zhao Chuanxin and dared not look at other clones.

Then Xingyue found another flaw.

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

Zhao Chuanxin clapped his hands: "Yes, this is the entity of the No. 93 virtual striker. She can't look at her own clone. If she looks at one, that one will disappear."

Xingyue concluded: "To use earth science to roughly explain, when No. 93 observes her clone, the quantum state of the physical behavior of her clone will shift, 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 "Old God Code", opened the Holy Light Channel, and substituted it.

He used the energy fluctuation convergence rune fragments to teleport back.

No. 93 virtual striker was confused.

According to her understanding of the Old God Altar of the Desert Emperor, as long as the line of sight could not penetrate her clone, she could not flash out of her encirclement.

She was right.

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

Xingyue marked: "Here."

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

"Ah..."

No. 93 Virtual Realm Striker 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 too many trump cards, so many that it made her scalp numb.

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

Her beautiful face was cut open with a shocking cut, and the flesh rolled up and blood flowed.

Bang bang bang...

Because it was not what Zhao Chuanxin saw with his own eyes, it needed the star and moon mark, so his body couldn't keep up with his brain, and the shooting speed was not that fast.

Ordinary people might not be able to dodge it, but No. 93 Virtual Realm Striker could do it.

Zhao Chuanxin put away the Mosin-Nagant revolver and took out the God of War M1907.

"Zhao Nima, change positions, right?"

Bang bang bang...

"Ah..."

All the clones, cheeks and arms were bleeding at the same time.

Bang, bang, bang...

"Ah..."

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

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

At this time, countless clones moved around, blocking the way layer by layer.

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

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

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

Those clones screamed in pain, their bodies were covered with wounds and blood.

When the magazine was emptied, Zhao Chuanxin collected the Ares M11909 light machine gun.

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

No. 93 shouted desperately: "Don't kill me, if you kill me, you will be the public enemy of Haishi Xujing."

Old Zhao is a donkey, and he won't move when he is beaten and will retreat.

Threaten him?

That would be tantamount to accelerating his own death.

Ta-ta-ta-ta…

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

After a wisp of green smoke, the clones were almost all broken up by Xingyue M1909.

The main body of No. 93 Virtual Realm Striker was trembling from the light machine gun, blood was flowing from the corners of her mouth, and her eyes were unfocused.

Her body was bloody and there was no intact place.

She couldn't die any more.

According to Xingyue's prompt, Zhao Chuanxin hurriedly stepped forward and touched the pocket of No. 93 Virtual Realm Striker, and took out a handful of it by the way, but he had no sense of touch, after all, it was a pity.

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

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

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

Xingyue said, "Go quickly, the Elf Scout is in trouble."

Three hundred meters away, the Elf Scout was in a mess.

It seemed that his blowgun and other weapons had been confiscated long ago. He was unarmed and could only run away.

And the No. 94 Void Striker was elusive, moving left and right. Although he was invisible and had no weapons, he always made sneak attacks.

For example, he kicked the Elf Scout four or five meters away, and he turned several somersaults in the air, fell on the sand dune and slid far away.

When the dizzy Elf Scout climbed up from the sand dune with his head shaking, he could not see the figure of No. 94.

Just when the Elf Scout was afraid of everything, the No. 94 Void Striker appeared from behind it.

The Elf Scout seemed to sense something and was about to escape, but No. 94 had already kicked it out and wanted to kick it away again.

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

Bang!

At this moment, the No. 94 Virtual Realm Striker was head-blasted.

Blood splattered all over the Elf Scout's head and face.

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

The Elf Scout sat on the sand dune, rubbing the part of his body where he was kicked, with a painful face: "Thanks to my resistance, otherwise he would have kicked me to death."

Zhao Chuanxin went to collect the body and took out a pass.

He sneered and said: "Let's make the Haishi Virtual Realm chaotic."

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

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

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

"Yes, there is no incubation period for people infected with the devil virus. It is harder for people to detect than the plague. The infected people are more cunning and spread more secretly. So, during this period, you must not whisper to others..."

The experience of the elf scouts made him fear the mirage: "If we are discovered by them, we will not be able to get out of the Cursed Desert."

Zhao Chuanxin asked him: "How many years will your sentence be?"

"Fifty years."

"Are you going to serve fifty years?"

"Oh no……"

"Then just listen to my guarantee."

Zhao Chuanxin and the elf scouts murmured and planned for a long time.

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

The elf scout thought for a while and said: "The clone rune and light hammer rune used by No. 93 should be based on the fifty-seventh axiom of singularity and the fifth axiom of singularity respectively. The invisibility rune of No. 94 is based on the fifty-seventh axiom of singularity. Seven Singularity Axioms. Although these two are not that strong, they are very difficult to deal with. I didn’t expect them to go to the refugee camp market to kill people and buy goods. If I guessed correctly, they have been doing it for a long time.

Xingyue said to Zhao Chuanxin: "The person who can recognize the universal furnace and is willing to spend a lot of money to buy it must have rare ore in his hands, which is worthy of her. This is faster than doing business to make money."

Zhao Chuanxin rubbed his chin: "Maybe I can do the same?"

Xingyue disagreed: "No, they thought that as a Void Realm attacker in the Haishi Void Realm, they could at least save their lives, but they didn't expect to meet you. If you go to kill people and buy goods, if you meet Master Axiom 72, you may not be your match. , it’s better not to take risks.”

The elf scout had many concerns after seeing the virtual world of Haishi.

Zhao Chuanxin exited the state.

[I didn’t dare to rest in the mirage and the refugee camp, so I chose to teleport back to the Shadow Forest. 】

Zhao Chuanxin transferred out the Universal Furnace and the Book of Divine Consciousness, and closed the "Old God Code".

He took out three beautiful little things from the universal forge.

One is a stone ring, the whole body is dark green, like emerald, and it is filled with soft, speckled halo, flowing symmetrically inside the stone ring.

The other is a two-centimeter-long piece of metal, wedge-shaped, about the thickness of a chopstick head.

The Jane of Divine Consciousness was temporarily put aside by him.

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

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

Xingyue said: "These are the soul storage stone ring and the Bida needle."

"How do you know it?"

"I am well-read and a truly knowledgeable person."

These words failed to make Lao Zhao blush, they were not strong enough.

The answer stone requires a human life to be asked.

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

Zhao Chuanxin rarely used it, and always felt that it was an evil thing. So when Xingyue wanted to melt it, Zhao Chuanxin didn't feel distressed.

Zhao Chuanxin tried to find a hint of "imprisonment" in the halo of the soul storage stone ring, and wanted to see if it was full of pain and struggle.

When he brought the soul storage stone ring close to his eyes, he seemed to see a star map. The inside of the stone ring looked like a ring-shaped galaxy, and there were billions of bright stars living in it.

Xingyue's voice, who has a clear understanding of Zhao Chuanxin's temperament, lingers in his ears: "Good and evil are human definitions, and the soul storage stone ring has no distinction between good and evil. When life comes to an end, enter the soul storage stone ring and become a star, far away It’s better than going through the ancient road to hell and being escorted by the devil’s minions to the endless torment of purgatory.”

Zhao Chuanxin was thoughtful. He had already galloped far away on his way to death. One day, he died. The wisp of smoke after his death had better not go to those messy places and just get into it. In the galaxy where the dead are arranged and combined, accompanied by the restrained rhythm of the stars, they magically circle with others in the endless ring...

Xingyue said: "I will teach you how to open the soul storage stone ring."

Zhao Chuanxin stood up and came to an open space, with his left forearm across his chest, his right forearm perpendicular to his left forearm, his right hand touching the soul engine on his left wrist, and his left thumb turning 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 picture of the twisted shield.

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

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

Xingyue slowed down, and only then did Zhao Chuanxin see clearly that the bullet was not passing through, but walking around the twisted shield, and returned to the area behind Zhao Chuanxin.

A blade of light struck, meeting the same fate as the bullet, bypassing the twisted shield.

Zhao Chuanxin repeatedly turned on and off the twisted shield.

He asked: "Is this your theory, or is it fact?"

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

"I'm going to shoot you in the deltoid now. If the twist shield doesn't take effect, I'll hit you with a scratch at most."

Zhao Chuanxin was inevitably a little nervous.

He activates the Twisted Shield.

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

call out……

Zhao Chuanxin was unscathed.

The bullet got stuck in the stone wall behind.

The black puppet craftsman held the Spring Light Sword and stabbed Zhao Chuanxin on the shoulder.

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

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

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

Xingyue said: "Don't be afraid."

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

"Huh..." Zhao Chuanxin was relieved.

Xingyue put away the Chunguang Sword and said to him: "I don't know how much soul energy is contained in the Soul Storage Stone Ring, which is inexhaustible like your old sacred fire. But the twisted shield has two flaws. First, it can only block the front for you. If the enemy attacks from behind or from the side, it will not be able to do it; second, it takes more than a second to open the twisted shield."

Zhao Chuanxin accepted these two flaws: "There will always be a pre-swing when opening the big move."

Xingyue said again: "Now, I will teach you how to use the Soul Storage Stone Ring to control the Bi Da Needle."