Chapter 828: Strength Has Limits

Although Song Shiyi only briefly recounted it, it still made Lu Yao a little creepy.

This is the voice conveyed to all mankind through various myths, calling mankind to return to the place of origin.

Does such a place really exist?

Various thoughts flashed through Lu Yao's mind.

"The committee is very cautious about this piece of information. It has only marked the area where the information appears and is still studying it."

Song Shiyi drove down the main road and entered a trail: "But some myth anchors have touched and responded... Roman Mythology publicly admitted that they tried to contact the source of this information, but there has been no reply so far."

Rome?

Lu Yao thought: "Does this have anything to do with them mastering the rules?"

"It's not clear yet."

Song Shiyi answered very cautiously: "The level of confidentiality in this aspect is very high, and I only know a rough idea. You are 'Wolong' now, and you have access to more information than me, but this matter cannot be found in the database, so you have to You have to go to the Secrecy Bureau to apply to get paper information.”

Lu Yao remembered something.

The void echoed with the instructions left by the former star master.

——Be careful of slaves and don’t agree to the zodiac.

I always feel that it is probably [Zodiac Star Orbit] that sends messages to all parties. Only beings of the same level as the Spiritual Duke can cover and enter every mythical anchorage so easily.

Because it uses the power of laws on the side of truth.

Lu Yao sorted out the information before and after.

At this time, Song Shiyi suddenly turned off the fire: "We're here. Let's take a look at this place first."

…

The destination is located under the airport highway, which is a bridge cave. The neighborhood is already the outskirts of the city, surrounded by wild grass and wasteland, and a path passes under the bridge.

It was noon, the sun was hot, but the shadows under the bridge were cool and airy.

Lu Yao looked around and found that there were cement piers on both sides of the place. There were some stones and construction debris piled in the corners, and there was nothing to hide.

Isabel walked to the corner under the bridge pier, stared at the ground and said, "There is feces, and the shape does not look human."

"It's a dog."

Song Shiyi said: "There are many wild dogs here."

"I'd better talk about what happened before and after."

She looked at Lu Yao: "My informant's name is Zhang Yong. He is a real estate agent and a god player. He specializes in dealing with some special houses, usually haunted houses or houses that are affected by props."

"Two years ago, the Secrecy Bureau investigated a case, and Zhang Yong was one of the parties involved. Later, he took the initiative to ask to be my informant. This was also a kind of protection for himself."

"Zhang Yong recently handled a house. The owner of the house said that he went to the wrong room several times at night. He clearly wanted to go to the bedroom, but when he entered the door, he found it was a study. Later, he also found a mirror on the door of the indoor room, but he blinked Kung Fu is gone again.”

"What's even weirder is that the owner noticed that some strange black marks began to appear on the wooden floor in the house, like shoe prints, and dust, as if someone was walking around in the house."

"This incident made the owner feel evil. He wanted to sell or rent the house and did not dare to live in it anymore. Zhang Yong took over the house."

"But the owner suddenly disappeared the day before yesterday, and I couldn't contact him at all. It's just that the owner is an old man who lost his only child. He lives alone, and it's difficult to determine his whereabouts. Zhang Yong found me and told me about the situation."

Song Shiyi continued: "I took Mingzi there early yesterday morning and checked it with the [Luban Counter]. I found that there was no spatial distortion, interference or overlap."

"But Mingzai used [Eye of Insight] to investigate and there were some subtle traces left there, mainly on the doors of the bedroom, study and bathroom."

"At around 11 o'clock last night, Zhang Yong suddenly called and said that he had made a new discovery and asked me to meet here. I rushed here, but I didn't see anyone else and couldn't get through on the phone. His loss of contact had nothing to do with the owner. Very similar."

"That house is not far away." She pointed to the other side of the bridge. There was a lonely community about three or four hundred meters away: "It's right there."

"There are a lot of wild dogs gathering here, but nothing else has been found."

Lu Yao had already seen two wild dogs with messy hair hiding in the corner of the bridge pier. Seeing that there were many people here, they did not dare to get close. Wild dogs like to travel in groups. They are very cautious when the number is small, but they are very ferocious when the number is large.

"But having a dog is weird."

Song Shiyi turned on her phone and showed Lu Yao a video she had taken.

The lights on the mobile phone screen were dim, dogs barked one after another, and the perspective focused on a loess dog.

It very enthusiastically tried to stand upright in front of Song Shiyi, kept wagging its tail, barking rhythmically, then ran forward, and then looked back.

Looking at it, the dog wanted Song Shiyi to follow it.

Lu Yao said: "Is there anything wrong with the dog?"

Could it be that the intermediary was turned into this dog?

"Mingzai and I have already investigated and found that it is just an ordinary wild dog." Song Shiyi said, "It's just that Mingzai found that the dog smelled like Zhang Yong."

"Ming Tsai used [astrology] to predict the fortune as usual, and he succeeded with good luck, but the result showed great misfortune."

Song Shiyi's face showed a look of reminiscence: "It was too late at that time, and it was time for my memory to be cleared. I was ready to observe again."

"As of today, Zhang Yong still hasn't contacted me. Because it's less than 24 hours, the committee can't start a formal search, but there are already some dangerous signs. So I thought, if you were here, Mr. Huang Jia, you could turn the situation around."

Song Shiyi was very frank.

Lu Yao didn't care.

It was Huang Jia's body anyway.

Suddenly, a yellow dog came out of the bushes, trotting all the way, raised its front paws in front of Lu Yao, Song Shiyi and Isabel, barking and asking them to go with it.

Mingzai, a bird, flew out of Song Shiyi's pocket.

It landed on its owner's shoulder, began to shake its head and coo, and its feathers seemed to change color slightly, but soon returned to their original state.

Mingzai immediately lowered his head.

"The divination failed." Song Shiyi looked regretful: "You can only do divination once a day, and whether it works depends on luck."

Lu Yao said: "Let's go and have a look."

They followed the yellow dog and went straight to the roadside community in front, where the strange house was.

Lu Yao noticed that this was a somewhat shabby resettlement community. The security guard at the gate was an old man fanning himself. There was no electronic access control, and he didn't care about strangers like them coming in and out.

There were also various graffiti sprayed on the walls of the community, toilet paper and some snack packaging bags were thrown in the flower beds, and the floor tiles were all bumpy, as if they were crushed by heavy vehicles, and there was no sign of repair.

The yellow dog ran into the first unit of the second building, climbed the stairs to the door of the third room on the second floor, and then squatted and pursed his tongue.

Song Shiyi had some doubts on her face: "This is the house, I've been here. Is there someone inside?"

Lu Yao saw that the door was ajar and not closed.

His yellow armor made him fearless, and he pushed the door open directly.

At the door inside, there stood a young man in a white shirt and black suit pants. The man stared at Lu Yao and the other two, and looked a little strange.

The moment their eyes made contact, the man behind the door suddenly punched Lu Yao.

Lu Yao tried to block with one hand, but found that the opponent was so powerful that Huang Jia's health bar dropped by more than 100 points.

What's going on?

The opponent's attack posture was very professional, as if he had practiced boxing or fighting. He protected his head with both hands, swung his head left and right, continued to jab, and adjusted the angle of his feet, as if looking for Lu Yao's flaws.

Song Shiyi was shocked: "Zhang Yong, what are you doing? Stop it."

This is Zhang Yong.

Lu Yao was slightly surprised. It seems that this informant is also extraordinary.

But he couldn't check the opponent's data panel at all, which was very strange. Song Shiyi could at least see a [Moon God], but the person in front of him was empty, just like an ordinary normal person.

Zhang Yong said nothing, and fought with Lu Yao like a madman.

Lu Yao grabbed a handful of soldier cards and threw them forward, turning into six black clay people. At the moment when the soldier spirits attacked, someone from Zhang Yong's inner room also came to support.

It turned out to be another Zhang Yong, two Zhang Yongs... six Zhang Yongs.

The seven of them looked exactly the same, no matter their appearance or clothes.

What was even more incredible was that Zhang Yong's clones fought back and forth with the soldier spirits. They all punched and attacked, and their heads dodged rhythmically, which looked a bit demonic.

However, the soldier spirits, who were extremely powerful, could only fight Zhang Yong to a 50-50 draw, although their bodies could twist and transform into various weapons.

Lu Yao thought, it was interesting.

Song Shiyi was surprised and said, "Zhang Yong is just an ordinary person... What's going on? I can't tell at all that this is..."

Lu Yao had a guess.

He was ready to try again.

So Lu Yao threw a large number of soldier cards in his hand, and more Zhang Yongs appeared.

The number of people on both sides increased, and the whole house began to be broken everywhere. The walls were punched with big holes, and the boxers Zhang Yong and the soldier spirit army in the house were in a close fight.

Zhang Yong in front of Lu Yao was also continuing to attack and punch.

However, this kind of movement did not attract anyone's attention.

This initially confirmed Lu Yao's conjecture.

Now they are in a special place, similar to the illusion or hallucination constructed by Gandharva. Here, the enemies generated will be as strong as the entrants.

Even Huang Jia's [Advanced Immunity] cannot be recognized.

Song Shiyi immediately reached out and grabbed a large pointed hammer from behind. This pointed hammer was all black, with a silver rivet on the top.

Lu Yao remembered this prop, called [Break the World Hammer], which can open a crack in a specific space.

Song Shiyi smashed the wall with the hammer, but a hand stretched out from the wall and grabbed her wrist.

Another Zhang Yong.

Zhang Yonghao punched with his other hand, and Song Shiyi hurriedly dodged, and the two sides also fell into a fight.

Just as Lu Yao thought, it was still evenly matched.

On the contrary, Isabel did not move at all under Lu Yao's command, and no other Zhang Yong came to her.

In other words, if you don't use your strength, you won't trigger the generation of new enemies.

There is also a way to break the situation.

Any power has its limitations, even the law has conditions for its unfolding.

Like this space or illusion, it needs enough energy to maintain.

High-intensity confrontation will quickly consume the opponent.

Lu Yao continued to throw out the soldier cards in his hand, hundreds of soldier cards turned into soldier spirits, and a large number of Zhang Yongs were born from the ceiling, floor, and wall, and the scene became chaotic and distorted.

The whole house was covered with cracks that kept expanding. As the crowds in the stairs and alleys fought, the walls began to collapse and crumble.

A crisp crackling sound came from my ears.

The scene in front of me suddenly changed.

Lu Yao saw himself standing in a dark room. The walls and ceiling were covered with mirrors, which made the whole room have a strange sense of magic. However, they were all covered with cracks and there were glass fragments everywhere.

Song Shiyi and Isabel next to him closed their eyes and seemed not to have completely broken free.

A young girl with a horrified face stood opposite Lu Yao. She looked at Lu Yao with fear in her eyes.

There is a limit to strength.

The power consumption required by hundreds of god-level soldiers is enough to drain the opponent.

It seems that the props can't hold on first and broke first.

Lu Yao smiled slightly: "You are good."

The other party trembled and said: "Don't kill me, I surrender, I will say anything... Don't kill me."

Lu Yao likes this cooperative attitude.