Chapter 193 Live Broadcast the Copy

Klein was running hurriedly in the fog of history, and transparent worms and slippery tentacles emerged from the patches of light scientifically called "historical pores".

He chanted the name of the goddess of the night in the hope of getting some help. The sense of crisis was getting closer and closer, and the "shadow" composed of worms and tentacles was like a huge wave trying to cover him.

‘If only I knew Amon’s honorable name! ’

Lure Amon over and beat him into a pot of porridge!

Wait, don’t I know Amon’s honorable name? ? Red Angel just told me not long ago! If I can survive this time, I need to see a doctor to see if my memory is failing!

Klein hurriedly opened his mouth and read:

"Playing with the hands of time."

"Wandering in the shadow of destiny."

"The embodiment of fraud and mischief!"

Just as Klein finished reading, he heard a chuckle next to his ear, his body trembled, and he was frozen in place, unable to move.

Zaratul seizes the right opportunity, and the giant wave of worms will choose someone to eat.

The next moment, the marionette Enuni, who had been lost in the melee, appeared next to Klein. He switched positions with Klein and protected him behind him!

Winner Enuni looked at the worms and tentacles sweeping in like a tide and raised the corners of his mouth. He took out a monocle from somewhere and placed it on his right eye socket.

"Interesting." He pinched the crystal monocle.

The shadow of an ancient mottled stone clock stands out. The dial is divided into twelve asymmetrical parts by gray white and blue black. Each part has different symbols representing different times.

when!

Zaratul's movements stiffened for a moment and fell into freezing.

Incomparably hot light pillars, mountain-sized rock spears, balanced and disordered space, breath that shocks the soul

Various stolen angel-level supernatural abilities were released.

Zaratul was caught off guard, because when he saw the monocle, his first reaction was fear, and then he realized that what came was not the original body.

When Zaratul struggled to free himself from attacks from various angel levels, there was only the empty fog and light spots of history in front of him.

Angry tentacles lashed out at the surrounding fog, shattering the pores, and unwilling roars echoed in the fog of history.

"Everyone in the live broadcast room, double-click 666."

"The nightmare-level mixed copy of the mysterious world, Zarath and Si'a from Sequence 1! I will show you what single brushing is!"

"Wait, is that Zhongli? Is he still playing match-fixing below? As a historical projection, have you persisted for too long?"

Ye Fan: "As soon as I entered the live broadcast room, I found that the dog management was pretending to be B, starting from Adam until now."

Han Li: "Well, fellow Daoist Su is full of masterly demeanor. Han Li walks with great strides, and everyone's hearts are intoxicated."

Su Lin: "What do you mean?"

Xiao Yan: "x-on:Lu Mingfei, the guy from the literary club is out working."

Lu Mingfei: "."

Lu Mingfei: "You're pretending like this, and I'm drunk too."

Lu Mingfei: "I didn't say that! That's what Brother Li meant."

Su Lin: "When did Brother Li become a scholar?"

Han Li: "Li occasionally likes to read books by mortal sages."

This is saying that senior Han Li was uneducated before hahaha.

Song Shuhang couldn't help but laugh as he strode forward. Senior Bai on the side raised his hand and flicked his head, causing pain on his forehead.

Almost all the crew members of the Straw Hat crew collapsed on the ground. Ever since the very good-looking man named "Shiro" came to the ship, all kinds of outrageous things happened one after another.

Appropriately speaking, I went through ten theatrical versions in just one month.

They had just escaped from a huge bomb that could destroy the country two hours ago, and they were almost exhausted.

There is a lot to gain, but the key is that it is too dangerous.

"Practice hard and don't relax." Senior Bai held a copy of the Navigation Log in his hand. During this period of time, he was mainly helping little friend Song Shuhang make up for the gap that he had not practiced in the past ten years, so that he could lay a good foundation.

Song Shuhang had a great relationship with him. In this case, it was not unreasonable to give him everything he had.

The most important point, how should I say it?

Song Shuhang's appearance of asking him for spells after he became Heavenly Dao was too... too. Venerable Bai recalled the new vocabulary he had learned during this period and found a suitable adjective.

salty!

too salty!

"You can't be a reliable senior like this, Shuhang." Doudou picked up a piece of leg meat that was only found in comics in his paws, took a bite and commented: "Cast the screen, hurry up."

Song Shuhang sighed and projected the chat message again. It would be great if there was a way to bring other people in. He wouldn't have to go to such trouble to project the screen.

What is the selection mechanism of this chat group?

Ye Fan: "To be fair, if conditions permit in the future, I will find a way to get Adam over."

Xiao Yan: "Just treat yourself as a human being."

Su Lin: "+1"

Song Shuhang: "Senior Ye Fan, where is the majesty of your Heavenly Emperor?"

Ye Fan: "Dignity? You talk about dignity with me in the Four Extremes Realm?"

Ye Fan: "One day, the name of the Zhetian Chamber of Commerce will illuminate the world! I don't know if I can imagine the elixir of death and the human body medicine. Let's make a small goal first, Jie Jie Jie."

Sorry, isn’t the world enough for you?

Ye Fan: "Ahem, is dog management still live broadcast? Isn't this scene too appetizing?"

In the picture, there are strange protrusions appearing in Si'a. They are either skull heads or three-dimensional eyes. Those eyes are scanning, the head opens its mouth and sticks out its tongue, and dripping viscous liquid oozes out.

Han Li: "What an uncomfortable and disgusting form. Is this a mythical creature from that world? I'm sorry, Brother Zhou, I didn't mention you."

Xiao Yan: "It's okay, he can't see it anyway, and I feel sick too."

Purple Gold Dragon: "Uncle Long, I just had breakfast this morning, yuck!!! I shouldn't have clicked in!"

Zhang Chulan: "I feel like I'm experiencing physical discomfort. Those hands are so disgusting."

Among the many mythical creature forms of angels, in addition to the inherent mental impact, Si'a's appearance is also one of the most ugly.

After all, this creature can be regarded as a container directly controlled by the Desire Tree.

It was hard for Su Lin to imagine the aesthetics of the Desire Tree, which was vaguely related to the Fallen Mother Goddess.

The live broadcast function of the chat group is good, but it is too good. It blocks mental pollution but makes people immersive.

Xiao Yan: " x-on:Su Lin, at level 60, I can't even defeat the Sky Curtain Beast, but I still have the nerve to be called the God of Light."

Xiao Yan: "I can't stand this scene any longer. Brother, I'll log off first and slow down."

Canaan College

Xiao Yan turned off the mental pollution screen in the live broadcast room and looked at Xiao Xun'er aside.

So beautiful, the whole world has been purified.

"Brother Xiao Yan?"

"Stop talking and let me take a good look at you."

Xiao Yan was a little tired and gently stroked Xiao Xun'er's face.

If there are panel attributes in the game, then Xiao Yan's mental state at this moment is displayed as:

【+1, +1, +1, +1】

Su Lin: "Poor Mr. Fool was captured just now. I'm waiting for Amon to leave here."

Su Lin: "Zarath hasn't shown his face yet, so I decided to put a bait."

With that said, Su Lin pulled out the previous Klein from the historical pore, put the spiritual insect into the historical projection, disguised himself as Klein and summoned a new historical projection to escape.

Zhongli's historical projection has not dissipated even now. Zaratul will definitely think that Klein ran away from Amon.

Lu Mingfei: "Has the great Mr. Fool turned into a toy at this time? It's so pitiful, I'll knock Munch to pieces."

Su Lin: "I'm full of taunts. Have you taken the hunter's potion?"

Emiya Shirou: " x-on:Lu Mingfei, forget it"

Emiya Shirou: "Lu Mingfei feels so strange lately."

Su Lin: "+1"

Irena: "+1"

Song Shuhang: "+10086"

Song Shuhang: "By the way, Senior Zhongli is so handsome!"

Lu Mingfei: "Yes?"

Su Lin: "Hold a grudge, isn't it just a close call? I won't say it, I won't say it."

Irena: "What happened?! What was it almost? Tell me quickly! Don't show off!"

Ye Fan: "The Riddler rolls over."

Luffy: "It's normal, just like Nami always has a bad mood for a few days every month, and then she becomes normal after a few days."

Lu Mingfei, who was setting up a tent on the ruins of Bansi Port to prepare for camping, suddenly shook her hands. She looked at the message replied by the straw hat boy in the group chat in horror.

What is the structure of this guy's brain circuit? !

Zaratul was preparing to evacuate, but everything went to waste. Source Castle fell into Amon's hands.

Although Amon's clone is not his real body, he still has a high status. He would rather take the initiative to call Amon's honorable name. It's too bad.

I did not hesitate to cooperate with the alien gods in the stars, but the result was a failure.

Haha, I have to make plans to hide in advance, otherwise Amon will gather the high-level characteristics of adjacent pathways after becoming a god.

There is another way, before Amon becomes a god, to collect two other attributes of the Secret Attendant and accommodate the uniqueness, but this is almost impossible, and I have not found any traces of the related attributes until now.

Zaratul was a little disheartened. He walked out of the fog of history and discovered that the male angel projection, who was suspected of being a cultivator, was fighting back and forth with Si'a.

He began to follow the aggregation effect of extraordinary characteristics and looked in one direction according to the guidance. There was a figure running wildly in the fog of history over there, and had already escaped for some distance.

"Hahaha"

Zaratul was immediately overjoyed and had some admiration for Klein.

‘Amon was actually deceived by him? ’

What followed was an inexplicable feeling of regret. The Beloved of Source Castle still asked me for the demigod formula to upgrade to Sequence 4. It didn’t take long for him to become an ancient scholar.

He can even compete between himself and Amon.

Compared with the ancestors of the Antigonus family, who are called half "fools", Amon, and the Beloved of Origin Castle, he is too mediocre. On this path, although he is in the first sequence, it is difficult for him to stand out. day.

He remembered the fate of his father, the old Zaratul

'I can not be reconciled.'

So what about mediocrity? Hundreds of years of planning are happening now!

‘There is still a chance, he should have no trump card’

Zaratul chased from behind, and a tentacle took out Roselle from the Knowledge Emperor period from history, turning it into a symbol of knowledge and waiting in the corresponding reality field. The main body once again turned into a worm vortex and pursued Klein. go.

Several kilometers, hundreds of meters, tens of meters later, Klein, who was in a panic, jumped into a hole in history again.

Zaratul was secretly happy. Facing himself as a Sequence 1, the opponent as a Sequence 3 could only make the final struggle.

This makes sense.

He is about to become the controller of Origin Castle and be one step ahead of them on this path!

Countless worms swarmed towards that patch of light, pouring into this unknown piece of history.

“surprise code provoke Fake~”

The moment Zaratul entered this spot of light, a man with white-gold eyes threw a sphere from his hand that continued to collapse and compress.

Before the future could react, the pure white light covered up this piece of history, and endless light and heat burst out from the pore.

In the endless fog of history, a sun briefly appeared, and its light even illuminated distant ancient eras.

Outside the fog of history, a transparent worm with only patterns emerged from the void. These worms quickly gathered together and turned into the appearance of Zarath with black hair and cobalt blue eyes.

In times of crisis, He used the spiritual worms left outside, tampering with the reality that the body was hit, grafting the hit target onto the spiritual worms, and making a wish at the same time:

"I want to get back to where I was a minute ago."

Zaratul quickly snapped his fingers in the realm of reality. He wanted to graft this space with the violent sea and shorten the distance to 0.

Nothing happened? The space has been restricted at a high level!

Zaratul can be sure that this is a trap aimed at Him!

Before he had time to think about the deeper reasons, the surrounding time and space was distorted. He was about to enter a mysterious realm, completely isolating his area from the outside world, and even information could not be exchanged.

A fortune teller never fights an unprepared battle. Even if there is any doubt, he should escape from here first and then slowly review the situation when it is safe.

At this moment, Russell's eyes, which were originally just historical projections, became smart. Through the connection with the summoner, he looked at Zaratul, and countless knowledge and information poured into Zaratul's body. .

A large amount of redundant information and useless knowledge poured into Zaratul's brain. He felt that his head was about to explode, and his thoughts were temporarily unable to move.

Zaratul fell into chaos.

【Xiao Cha! Sorry, they gave me too much! 】

【Let you have sex for nothing! Let you have sex for nothing! Let you have sex for nothing! Let you have sex for nothing! .]

[The fortune teller should be beaten! The fortune teller should be beaten! The fortune teller should be beaten! .]

Like Klein, Zaratul was unable to digest so much information and could only divide it into his own spiritual worms based on instinct.

In this short incident, the angel who had been fighting with the evil spirits pinched a strange mark in his hand.

"Gold and jade are weapons."

Cubes made of rocks appeared next to Zaratul's body. These rocks floated around him, and his soul was constantly being impacted.

But this couldn't stop him from gradually returning to normal. At the stage of the Attendant of Mysteries, his spiritual body and physical body merged into one!

"Go to sleep."

There was a soft murmur in his ears, and Zaratul's chaotic consciousness was floating in the ocean of light. White lines outlined geometric three-dimensional patterns in the void.

Unable to think, unable to use miracles, unable to act, after the light flourished, a palm-sized pure white cross fell to the ground. Some gold and minerals wrapped the cross, forming a gorgeous ornament.

"It took 3 minutes and 47 seconds to clear the level." Su Lin picked up the cross, looked at the evil creature over there, and revealed a lightsaber in his hand:

"It's really enough for dinner."

Facing Su Lin's unabashed personality and aura that was gradually revealed, those two giant hands trembled.

one time.

twice

The giant hands full of deformed bodies began to shake more and more violently. Dark and filthy liquid slipped from the giant tongue on the back of the hand and flowed out of the eyes.

Xiao Yan: "Anchor, you are so ugly that you scare the other person. Why is he still shaking? Damn it, the live broadcast room is also shaking."

Han Li: "Something's wrong. As a Sequence 1 Outer God's Favorite, it's impossible for God to be so afraid of you. He can still find a way to escape!"

Han Li: "Brother Su, be careful!"

In fact, there was no need for Han Li to remind Su Lin that something was wrong.

The earth is gradually broken, and the space is also broken, and various cracks appear.

Plop

Su Lin's body was squeezed out of the fog of history.

Ye Fan: "It doesn't feel right."

Ye Fan: "Anchor, what's going on?"

Su Lin looked around confusedly, where is my safe house? ! Where have my historical holes gone? ! Su Lin frowned and retreated behind his clone of the God of Light.

Irena: "What is that in the sky?!"

Zijin Shenlong: "What an ugly face! It scares Uncle Long!"

Emiya Shirou: "Are those really living things? They're so scary."

Like broken glass, when a piece of the space above fell off, a dark and mysterious space in the universe was exposed in the cracks.

Giant, terrifying faces that cannot be described in detail are attached to an invisible barrier.

"Anchor. The anchor seems to have lost his temper." Su Lin muttered to himself.

Fortunately, in just a moment, the starry sky and the giant face disappeared without a trace.

Except that this underground space was wrapped into a sealed cage by a force of terror, filth, and chaos. There was a crimson moon hanging above the cage.

Everything is fine.

"That's it." Zhong Li walked over from the side with a serious expression: "The mantis stalks the cicada and the oriole follows behind. Su Lin, you are also being targeted."

Su Lin was silent for a moment: "Why not us?"

Zhongli didn't speak, but turned his gaze forward.

Eyeballs popped up one after another on those giant hands, looking firmly at Su Lin.

Why not keep an eye on Zhongli? !

Su Lin looked at the two pairs of giant hands in front of him that were undergoing some indescribable changes. They were obviously entering some kind of second stage transformation.

".grass!"

There are also hidden copies!