Chapter 489 What Does Human Life Mean to You?

"No!!" Lin Ye trembled and fell to the ground, his eyes red, and the whole person seemed to have suffered a great stimulation.

However, the more exciting thing was still to come.

"Fang Xiu! Next time... two hundred!" Jing Gui said murderously.

Fang Xiu shook his head: "Too few."

"What!?" Jing Gui was stunned for a moment, and didn't react for a while.

"If you ask me, it should be all."

Boom!

Fang Xiu made a move, and his black hair suddenly turned into long silver hair. Countless strands of hair ignored the gravity and floated up. Then the python touched the plate and covered the entire playground, like a big silver net.

The next second, whoosh!

Countless silver hairs pierced the eyebrows of everyone present like a sharp sword, and then came out from the back of the head. After the hair tip came out from the back of the head, it looked around playfully, and then suddenly gathered.

Everyone seemed to have a little red mole on the forehead, and blood flowed out of it.

Plop, plop.......

The sound of corpses falling to the ground resounded, and the entire playground was filled with corpses. The scene was extremely shocking.

Lin Ye looked at the scene in disbelief. He opened his mouth, but could not make any sound.

Dead...

All dead!

The whole school did not die in the hands of the weird, but died in the hands of the prophet who was supposed to save them. What a irony!

Lin Ye's heart began to throb abnormally, and a weak spiritual fluctuation came from him.

At this moment, he suffered a huge stimulation, but he suddenly lit up his spirituality and became a spirit master!

The mirror ghost was also shocked. It didn't understand.

It has the memories of thousands of people, and everyone's memory tells it that the prophet Fang Xiu is the savior of mankind, the captain of the headquarters, and the light of mankind.

As a result, it only now discovered that it was deceived by these thousands of people. No, to be precise, it was the prophet who deceived everyone.

The prophet is not a savior at all! Never!

When everyone died, a corpse was filled with light, and finally gathered into a red-painted wooden-framed bronze mirror that was more than one person tall.

This mirror was very similar to the mirrors placed in the wedding room when women got married in the last era.

In the mirror, there was not a reflection of the outside world, but an eye, a blood-red eye, exuding a taboo and ominous breath.

But now, such a terrifying pupil in the mirror, only astonishment and panic were left in the eyes.

"Is this your true form? It's really ugly." Fang Xiu said lightly.

But before the mirror ghost spoke, a voice of extreme anger came from behind Fang Xiu.

"Human life... What is it in your eyes?"

Lin Ye stared at Fang Xiu and asked.

Fang Xiu calmly replied with two words: "Human life."

Lin Ye was silent, with no expression on his face, and no anger in his eyes, only his fists, tightly clenched.

Good opportunity!

The mirror ghost immediately seized the opportunity, and the pupil in the mirror suddenly burst out with a dazzling blood light, instantly covering Fang Xiu.

The next moment, a tall and slender young man with a jade-like face and a calm face walked out of the red-painted bronze mirror.

Strangely, this young man looked exactly like Fang Xiu.

Then, the red-painted bronze mirror turned into spots of light and completely merged into the body of the replica Fang Xiu.

"Hahaha... What a powerful force! Now it's all mine!" The mirror ghost felt the power in his body and felt that his life had reached its peak.

"Fang Xiu, you are very strong, so I can't copy you exactly, but I can turn myself into you! The moment you were illuminated by the mirror, everything about you has been completely analyzed by me. Now, they all belong to me!"

Boom!

A terrifying black light burst out from the mirror ghost. It was the light of Fang Xiu's soul and the light of pain.

Once the terrifying black light appeared, the surrounding void began to twist faintly, exuding a mighty power like the coming of hell.

"Interesting."

Facing the rampant Mirror Ghost, Fang Xiu showed a look of interest in his eyes. He became more and more interested in Mirror Ghost.

"Hmph!" Mirror Ghost snorted coldly: "More interesting things are still to come."

Boom!

Mirror Ghost's figure instantly disappeared from the spot, and a violent sonic boom was heard in the air.

Afterwards, a fist appeared in front of Fang Xiu's face and continued to grow larger.

Fang Xiu raised his hand and punched out. With his fists facing each other, he and Mirror Ghost retreated several meters at the same time.

This punch was evenly matched.

"Oh?" Fang Xiu's interest became stronger: "Is it a 100% replica of my physique?"

Mirror Ghost sneered: "It's not just physique! Including everything about you!"

Just when Mirror Ghost was about to launch an attack, Lin Ye behind Fang Xiu also made a move. He looked fierce and rushed straight towards Fang Xiu.

In Lin Ye's vision, there were several black lines on Fang Xiu's back that exuded the breath of death. Those lines were scattered, like a child's prank graffiti, and they were changing every moment, as if they were alive.

Lin Ye stared at those black lines, with nothing else in his eyes.

Just one strike! As long as the black line is hit! Even a strong prophet will die!

This is his awakened ability, the death line!

Everything in the world has a death line, and the death line represents death. As long as these death lines are hit, the person who is hit will definitely die!

He saw the opportunity and planned to sneak attack when Fang Xiu was fighting with the mirror ghost.

Because Fang Xiu's behavior has touched his bottom line, his former idol has completely collapsed, and the feeling of shattered faith makes him feel so depressed that he wants to kill.

At this time, Jing Gui suddenly sneered: "Remember, under the same conditions, humans will never be able to compete with Weird! Die Fang Xiu!

You will be the first fifth-level to be killed after I come!"

Jing Gui's body was filled with a dark spiritual light, and the whole person was like a god or a demon.

"Wait a minute, before that, I still have something to do, and the time is almost up." Fang Xiu said to himself, and then stretched out his palm to the corpses on the playground.

"Time goes back."

An incredible scene appeared. The people who were originally dead stood up from the ground one by one, as if time was going backwards. The twisted necks automatically turned and recovered, and the blood that fell to the ground returned to the body.

Alive, everyone is alive.

Seeing this scene, Lin Ye, who had rushed behind Fang Xiu and raised his right hand, was stunned on the spot. The hand that was originally about to cut towards the dead line also froze, not knowing what to do.

The scene of resurrection from the dead strongly impacted his worldview.

"How is this possible!!" Jinggui roared in disbelief: "I clearly copied everything you have, how come I didn't know you have the ability to resurrect the dead!"

"This is the power of the Infernal Hell. As early as the moment I entered the mirror world, I unfolded my own domain and covered the mirror world. At your level, it is normal that you can't detect it."

"You are talking nonsense!" Jinggui didn't believe it at all.

"I also have the Infernal Hell! But it doesn't have the power to resurrect the dead at all, don't try to deceive me!"

Looking at the incredulous Jinggui, Fang Xiu's eyes flashed with disappointment: "Is the so-called replication limited to this extent?"