Buildings collapsed and smoke rose.
The thunderous roar was endless.
Within the battle circle, nearly a hundred people were fighting.
There are also a large number of abnormal thoughts, creating chaos in this multi-player team battle.
One can imagine how chaotic the battle situation was.
But Pyoern, who was outside the battle circle, saw the situation on the field from the perspective of a bystander.
Although the battle situation on the field was very chaotic, her eyes could always lock on the copy of Moyu, and she could clearly see...
The copy of Moyu shuttles through the battlefield like a ghost. Every time, it can kill a target at the right time with the least effort, and then seamlessly connect to the next target.
The entire process was complete without anyone noticing.
In this chaotic battle situation, there was not even a ripple.
Precise, quiet, and very rhythmic.
This is the copy of Moyu in Pyorn's eyes.
The weird ghost-like movement, coupled with the impeccable timing ability, is like a cold and merciless gray god of death, quietly harvesting lives one after another.
"I just simply feel..."
Pyorn stared intently at the situation in the battle circle and sighed: "You are the one who can do this kind of thing."
After saying that, she took a step back and barely distanced herself from Moyu.
"?"
Moyu noticed Pyoen's move of taking a step back and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
Pyoern pretended that nothing happened, pointed at the situation on the field, and said seriously: "Now, your 'little brother' is being targeted."
"..."
Moyou was silent for a moment after hearing this. He believed that this internet-addicted girl who liked to surf the Internet was definitely not playing tricks.
Immediately afterwards, he tried to make a final resistance and said:
"That "copy" really has nothing to do with me. I'm not as sinister as it is. If it were me, I would be more inclined to fight head-on. Only in that way can I feel a sense of accomplishment."
"Yeah, I know."
Pyorn turned his head and glanced at Moyo, then nodded in agreement.
Moyo looked at Pyoern in slight surprise.
It's great to be able to correct Pyorn's misunderstanding so easily.
Immediately afterwards, Moyu heard Pyorn's next words.
"But if you encounter something super troublesome, you will decisively give up the "frontal confrontation" approach, let alone "enjoy the battle."
The corners of Pyoern's mouth raised slightly, and he said in a very serious tone:
"If it were you, you would definitely concentrate on finding the simplest and least labor-intensive solution, just like your brother, who is enjoying the convenience of sneak attacks."
"..."
Moyu's mouth moved slightly.
In the end, I chose to give up the struggle.
The gray figure in the field is indeed his clone...
Because the clone's use of various telekinesis abilities, as well as the silent attack and killing techniques developed based on the abilities, are indeed some ideas that exist in his head.
And this replica turned these ideas into reality without any hindrance.
It can be said that a wave of perfect practice was performed in front of him.
Do not know why……
Moyu suddenly thought of what Bisji once said to him: I want to see you in the "future".
At this moment.
In the chaos of the battle, Moyu's clone, which was reaping life like a god of death, was finally noticed.
The muscular man who noticed something was wrong quickly summoned his companions to gather together.
The members of the Qing Rin team who were originally fighting separately quickly gathered together under the order of the muscular man.
The Moyu clone didn't pay attention to the Qinglin team's gathering together and continued to attack the nearest target.
His attack and killing was witnessed by the muscular man and five other members of the Qing Rin team.
For a moment, the five members of the Qinglin team, headed by the muscular man, all had ugly expressions.
The general situation had obviously been confirmed at the beginning of the melee, so where did this insidious monster come from?
As the number of people participating in the melee decreased, not only the members of the Qinglin team, but also the professional hunters who were being attacked from both sides also became aware of the existence of Moyu's clone.
All of a sudden——
Dozens of eyes focused on Moyu's clone.
Only those "things of thought" are not affected at all, and attack any existence from outside the "thought space" with the most violent attitude.
The copy of Moyu, which is also derived from the mind space, is naturally no exception.
For these thinking objects, their mission at the beginning of their birth is to "solve" outsiders who are trapped in the thinking space at all costs.
That is their inherent mission.
Therefore, once the channel of mind space is opened, where there are more outsiders, they will gather there.
This is also the reason why there are so many "things to think about" in the venue.
Although their strength is far inferior to that of Moyu's clones, they are better in number.
If it weren't for their existence, this hundred-man battle group wouldn't be so chaotic that it would be filled with smoke and dust.
And now——
The chaotic fighting situation paused for a moment.
Because the members of the Qing Rin Team and the professional hunters have all focused on the Moyu clone.
"who are you?!"
There was a professional hunter whose face was full of anger. At an inappropriate time, he couldn't help but angrily questioned Moyu's clone.
It was already baffling enough that this team of cloaked men suddenly attacked them, but then an even more outrageous monster appeared out of nowhere.
Faced with the professional hunter's questioning, Moyu's clone showed no reaction at all.
In other words, he ignored the professional hunter from beginning to end.
In fact, anyone with a discerning eye can see that the current copy of Moyu just wants to mess with people.
"He...is not human!"
There was a short man who suddenly noticed the color of Moyu's clone's eyes.
gray eyes…
This person who appeared out of nowhere is obviously a product of this "mind space" just like the deformed monsters around him.
Although they still don't know what happened, they are at least sure of one thing.
These deformed monsters around them have extremely strong intentions to attack them.
And whether he died in the hands of these deformed monsters or the group of cloaked men, he would directly turn into pieces and disappear.
Perhaps because the members of the Qinglin Team and the professional hunters stopped one after another, the Moyu clone felt that there was no chance to take advantage of it, so it stopped.
His gray eyes were too cold to tolerate any unnecessary emotions, and he scanned the remaining outsiders indifferently.
"..."
In the silent silence, fluctuations of mental power appeared on Moyou's clone.
Then——
I saw the copy of Moyu manifesting one clone after another out of thin air amid a wave of mental power.
Just count the interest time.
Dozens of Moyu clones appeared in the field.
This sudden scene caused the pupils of those with mental abilities present to tremble.
Outside the battle circle.
Pyoern also looked shocked, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
She keenly discovered...
The strength of this group of clones has not been reduced due to division!
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