Shirou clone 3000 million

Before that, I first experienced a state of time stillness for more than an hour, and my consciousness was clear, but I couldn't move at all.

After finally gaining control of the body again, a black light flashed across the sky.

In just an instant, all the spaceships exploded, turned into wreckage, and fell to the ground.

But the aliens inside the spaceship were all intact, they fell to the ground lightly like cloth, and passed out directly.

Seeing this, under Taqimi's strong request, Momonga immediately used the teleportation tool and hurried away with everyone.

However, Mingming escaped tens of kilometers in one breath, and he didn't even bother to catch his breath. In the blink of an eye, that person appeared in the field of vision again.

After a face-to-face meeting, all the aliens in the team fainted.

The other party obviously didn't do anything, just glanced at them.

At this moment, the panic in Momonga's heart could not be increased.

This guy is also an invading alien!

Didn't the alien who cooperated with himself and others, as well as his many subordinates, claim to be the most popular to win the championship?

The gap is already so big, it's a shame that guy has the face to say such things, there must be a limit to bragging, right?

The aliens are so powerful, and they look exactly like the people on Earth.

"Tachimi, what shall we... do?"

Because Momonga was too scared, Momonga's voice trembled unconsciously.

"The opponent is also a contestant, so naturally the only way left is to fight."

Taqimi looked back at his wife, then slowly stepped forward, looking directly at Tsukimi Shirou.

"Next, let me be your opponent."

Even if they are both full-level players, under the influence of equipment, combat experience, combat awareness, etc., the combat effectiveness of the players present is actually not equal.

As the strongest player in the team, Taqimi naturally stood up without hesitation.

"They...are all still alive, right?"

"Well, I just fell asleep. Seeing that you don't have much resentment, I can give you the same treatment as other players."

Tsukimi Shirou looked around at the people behind Takimi, and his eyes returned to him again.

Most of the players I met before had blood in their hands, and a strong sense of resentment wrapped around their bodies.

In this regard, Shirou didn't show any mercy.

After all, players with good moral cultivation are still a minority, and many of them are Zhongshan wolves. Once they succeed, they immediately forget who they are.

As for the aliens who were contestants, although many of them looked strange, they didn't do anything bad. Shirou always let them fall into a deep sleep.

"Sure enough, is this the belated retribution?" A hint of understanding flashed across Taqimi's face.

In the past month, he has also dissuaded those players who regarded this world as a game, telling them more than once that this is not a game, and the natives are not unkillable NPCs.

However, no one listened to him at all.

"The name of the game, Taqimi, please give me your advice."

This name sounds familiar, where did I hear it?

"Shiro Tsukimi."

While speaking, Shirou waved his right hand lightly, and Takimi immediately flew upside down and disappeared into the sky in an instant.

"How is it possible! Taqimi was defeated in one move."

Momonga showed astonishment, gritted his teeth, and slowly stepped forward.

"Ainz Urgon Guild, Momonga, please give me your advice."

It turned out to be you.

The moment he saw Momonga, Tsukimi Shirou reacted instantly.

Whether it's his game character or his voice, there are some very deep impressions in Kurokawa Shiro's memory.

Fortunately, I don't look like Kurokawa, otherwise I would have to explain to him why I appeared here as a contestant.

Thoughts flashed through his mind. In reality, the moment Momonga finished reporting his name, the super-level magic was activated continuously.

Many spells with instant death effects hit Shirou, producing a strong visual effect.

However, when Momonga's mana bottomed out and the drug recovered, the magic light dissipated, revealing Shirou's unscathed body.

Although the body is unscathed, the clothes on his body have become tattered, and the original good clothes have become beggars' clothes.

"You actually broke my clothes. You did a good job."

Since he didn't sense any danger, Shirou stood still and didn't dodge the magic attack.

The original intention was to further show the power to the whole universe, but unexpectedly, the clothes were shattered.

If I knew this earlier, I covered the clothes with the domineering color of the weapon to strengthen it.

Shirou instantly appeared on Momonga, kicked lightly, and he immediately flew out.

All the way forward, he quickly broke away from the gravity of the earth, flew out of the atmosphere, and floated in space with a blank face.

As a death mage who doesn't need to breathe, the vacuum obviously can't kill him, but the magic power has bottomed out and hasn't fully recovered, and he won't be able to return for a while.

Staring blankly at the distant planet, when he came back to his senses, the surroundings were already covered with space battleships.

In the vacuum environment, the mana consumption intensified, and Momonga suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart facing the battleships around him.

[The analysis is complete, the target is a living corpse, no breathing, no vital signs...]

"Huh...? Can a dead person continue to move? Interesting, launch an attack, no matter what the cost, absolutely capture him alive."

Momonga's race has changed from skeleton to human, but with the same occupation, the characteristic that is exposed to the outside world is a living corpse.

At this point in the analysis, the owner of the battleship immediately became very interested.

Even the vast Milky Way cannot overcome the difficulty of death, and no one can escape the fate of death.

But this living corpse in front of him breaks away from this rule, and it is the only one in the entire universe, which undoubtedly has great value.

On the other side, after Shirou knocked all the players flying in front of him one after another, he took off the rags on his body, took out the relic left by Red A from the space of white mist—the clothes, and began to put them on.

And this scene was also faithfully relayed to the universe by the camera in the sky.

Of course, the only thing that was broken was the coat, so it wouldn't be too embarrassing.

Palace of Deberuk.

"Wow... Brother-in-law is in such a good shape." Mengmeng couldn't help but exclaimed.

Lala didn't answer, and stared at Shirou intently.

"Brother-in-law is really bold."

Nana covered her eyes with her hands, but she couldn't help opening her palms to peek at the screen.

"Maybe he didn't know the camera was on him." Sai Fei chuckled lightly, "He even fascinated my three daughters at the same time. Could it be that Shirou also has the blood of the Cham people?"

"If it's my brother-in-law, I have no problem. I don't know what my sister's opinion is?" Mengmeng looked at Lala with a smile.

"I won't give it to you." Lala refused without thinking, looked at the screen again, and said excitedly, "Shirou, come on!"

Chapter 330 All Four Villains

Chapter 335 Chapter 330

In the Kingdom of Li*Estij, in the royal palace.

When the black light flashed in the sky and countless spaceships fell, many players who occupied the palace immediately flew into the sky.

However, in just an instant, the blood in the stool spilled into the sky, staining many places in the city red.

Seeing this scene from a distance, in a dilapidated building not far from the palace, Gazef showed excitement, and immediately said:

"Your Majesty, the opportunity to counterattack has come."

Since the palace was occupied by many players a month ago, the king led the members of the royal family to live a life of hiding in Tibet.

Fortunately, the players have no interest in the lost dogs, and the only people who hunt them down are the native forces who want to flatter the players.

And those natives, in front of Gazef, the number one warrior in the kingdom, are obviously not enough.

"The quantity is wrong, wait a little longer."

The king bowed his head and wrinkled, constantly thinking about the possibility of a counterattack.

Gazef felt a chill in his heart, and gradually calmed down.

Indeed, the numbers are clearly wrong.

Compared with the players currently living in the palace, the players who flew into the sky just now are obviously pitifully few.

"What's the matter with that light? It would be great if all those guys in the palace can be cleaned up."

The next moment, several people suddenly discovered that some strange-looking people and spaceships had been thrown out of the palace.

At the same time, a white flag was hoisted in the palace.

"What does this mean?" The king asked inexplicably with a puzzled face.

"Isn't this obvious? That black light is also a contestant like the Cosmic Man, and those guys in the palace are signaling to him that he is a neutral party and will not participate in the fighting competition."

Lana looked at the palace expressionlessly. Since Climb was killed by the player, she has fallen into a strange state.

There is both the madness to destroy the world and the calmness to ignore everything in his heart.

However, she was originally a weird person, and the people around naturally didn't care about her unusualness.

"what?"

Gazef was shocked, that black light was also a contestant?

"I thought the aliens were only relying on the power of the spaceship, and their individual strength was not strong. Is there such a terrifying existence among the aliens?"

"Those guys who occupied the palace were powerless in front of that black light. I really can't imagine how strong he is."

"Huh...? It seems to have stopped, but the appearance is similar to ours."

Gazef subconsciously looked towards the entrance of the palace, where many cosmic beings who had been thrown out of the palace were kneeling on the ground, raising their hands, as if to express their surrender.

On the street, in just a few seconds, countless ragged people went out one after another, knelt by the street, and kept praying to the sky.

Such a scene made Tsukimi Shiro full of surprise.

Is this treating me as a savior?In other words, why are those potbellied guys dressed so shabby.

If you are so poor, how can you eat so fat?

There were too many people kneeling down to pray, and everyone was telling their own tragic experiences, which made it difficult for Shirou to turn around and leave.

At a glance, resentment is everywhere, like hell.

After pondering for a few seconds, Shirou suddenly thought of an idea.

Aizen combined the snowfall technique with rain magic, making it a snowfall magic that only targets Xu.

It seems that I can improve it again so that it only works against evil.

And "evil" is also easy to deal with, but anyone who is entwined with resentment is an evil person.

Using resentment as fuel can cause different damage to different levels of "evil".

In Yokai Shirou's memory, this is not difficult to solve.

Although I seldom talked with him alone, it was mainly because the monster Shirou's memory was too monotonous, and there was nothing worth mentioning in his life.

After pondering for a few seconds, Shirou had a general idea in his mind.

Such a transformation is not difficult, so, give it a try.

"Listen, everyone in the city, I am not a brave man, nor an incarnated god, but a contestant in this year's Cosmic Fighting Competition."

"Although I have no interest in being a savior, but since you sincerely pray, I will send down a snowstorm to cleanse the city of its sins."

The next moment, white snowflakes floated in the sky, and the air in the city, which was still very hot just now, instantly became cold, making people shiver with cold.

These white snows are useless to full-level players. Speaking of which, they are only effective for natives.