Rooftop.
Xiao Zhimiao stood in front of the magic circle and covered one of his defensive magic circles.
Then he sucked all the crimson magic power in the magic circle into his palm. After sucking the last trace of crimson magic power in the magic circle into his palm, the magic circle burst out with a burst of golden light.
She is not in a hurry to solve this magic circle. She will first find out those people hiding behind the scenes.
She flew into the sky and placed a huge defensive magic circle to cover the entire square.
The crimson magic power lingered around her, and some of it spread out to help her find someone.
Then he used one of Faceless' abilities to summon the Phantom.
Xiao Zhimiao saw that after her transformation, the monsters no longer swarmed toward the roof of the building, but became a little restless, as if they were very afraid of her.
She summoned a phantom, gave it orders, instilled part of her memory into it, let it disguise itself as herself, and then threw the silver light to her.
The Phantom followed Xiao Zhimiao's consciousness and stood next to Xu Zhilan.
Covered by Xiao Zhimiao's magic circle, she could sense everyone in the building. After she sensed Guan Ce and Nan Xue running to the roof, she looked at Xu Zhilan.
Xu Zhilan squeezed the Qiansi in her hand and whipped her.
He swung it out with a little force, but Qiansi still fell on her, as soft as a piece of noodles, and the whole thing lay on her body.
Qiansi even rubbed her flatteringly.
The corner of Xiao Zhimiao's mouth twitched. She had forgotten about the little thing Qiansi. This was just a tendon pulled out of her body. Even though Xu Zhilan could act, Qiansi couldn't.
Qiansi will never hurt her, this is something that belongs to her.
Xu Zhilan took Qiansi back and flicked it with his fingers: "It's worthless."
Even though he said that, he smiled happily than anyone else.
He shrugged helplessly at Xiao Zhimiao, meaning: Look, it's not that I don't act, it's that my weapons don't work.
If he doesn't act, Xiao Zhimiao won't be polite to him.
The crimson magic power in his hand turned into a red whip and whipped towards him.
As soon as Nan Xue and Guan Ce came out of the door, they saw Xu Zhilan being beaten and rolling on the ground.
And "Xiao Zhimiao" held a silver bow in his hand and looked warily at the evil god in front of him.
Nan Xue looked at Xiao Zhimiao and then at the evil god floating in the sky, looking a little surprised.
"Zhi Miao, this evil god..."
Nan Xue ran to her side and whispered in her ear: "Didn't you summon this evil god?"
Phantom Xiao Zhimiao glanced at her and said coldly: "The most I can do is summon his clone, which is the true body of Lord Evil God."
Nan Xue: "Then what does he want to do?"
Phantom: "How can a mortal like me know what the evil god wants to do?"
A smile appeared on Nan Xue's lips: "Zhi Miao, you are acting for me, right?"
The way she spoke was very much like a fanatical believer in a god, unlike her usual way of speaking.
Phantom said inexplicably: "What did I do? This is the god I believe in."
Nan Xue lowered her gaze to the bow in her hand, her eyes filled with meaning: "Then are you still afraid that He will attack you?"
Phantom said: "No, I am afraid that He will attack you."
As soon as Phantom finished speaking, a defensive magic circle enveloped them.
Then a magic circle emitting golden light lit up under Xiao Zhimiao, and several golden chains snaked out from the magic circle, binding her up.
A silver gun flew towards her, aimed squarely at her heart.
Xiao Zhimiao raised her hand and held the silver gun in her hand. Just as she was about to throw it away, the silver gun turned into extremely sharp golden spikes and stabbed into her body.
She narrowed her eyes, squeezed hard, and crushed the golden spikes wrapped around her hand, and the crimson magic power burst out from her body.
, shattering all the golden chains binding her body, as well as the magic circle under her body.
But the next second, she heard the sound of the clock turning, and the magic circle chains and golden spikes that she had crushed were all restored to their original state.
Xiao Zhimiao was startled for a moment and looked at Guan Ce.
Seeing this scene, Nan Xue and Xu Zhilan both looked at Guan Ce and Zhuang Wenzhou in shock. Xu Zhilan quickly got up from the ground, ran to Guan Ce, grabbed his hand, "Take out the [Recall Clock]" Already?!」
"I brought it out."
Zhuang Wenzhou pushed up the glasses hanging on the bridge of his nose and said calmly: "Be prepared."
Sun Yuyue, who was not sure why, said with some distress: "This is the treasure of Shenwu Bureau. If it is destroyed by the evil god, our Shenwu Bureau's combat power will be greatly reduced."
There was a faint gleam in Zhuang Wenzhou's eyes. He raised the corner of his mouth slightly and looked at the trapped evil god in front of him. "One of the characteristics of the [Recall Clock] is that even if it is destroyed, it can be reverted back to its original appearance. There is no need to be destroyed." .”
Xu Zhilan said sternly: "Take it back!"
Guan Ce shook Xu Zhilan's hand away: "Go away, don't go crazy in front of me!"
Zhuang Wenzhou glanced at Xu Zhilan and said, "Although this retrospective clock may not cause much harm to the evil god, there is still no problem in trapping him."
He saw another magic circle on the ground emitting strong golden light, and looked at the phantom Xiao Zhimiao with a praising tone: "You guys did a good job. I heard Aman say, are you a believer of this evil god?"
"Even though you are a follower of Him, you still know who you are and that our world is more important."
Phantom Xiao Zhimiao nodded slightly to him: "Without this evil god, there will be another evil god, but I can't go against him now."
Zhuang Wenzhou: "Understood, leave the rest to us."
Phantom Xiao Zhimiao walked up to Xu Zhilan, pulled him aside, and then shook his head at him.
Xu Zhilan watched Xiao Zhimiao being restrained by chains, the golden spikes piercing her body, and the bright red blood overflowing from her skin and dripping on the ground.
He clenched his fists, lowered his head and stopped looking.
Seeing his expression, Xiao Zhimiao's eyes moved. The phantom hand went around Xu Zhilan's waist, wanting to get closer to him and say something.
Xu Zhilan turned to look at it and pushed it away calmly.
The phantom has a strong sense of perception. It changes into the appearance of the original body, reacts to the people around it based on their memory, and is also affected by the original body's memory.
They are not machines, they also have emotions.
What it did just now was completely the action it made under the influence of its memory and Xu Zhilan.
It thinks the body will do this.
But Xu Zhilan increasingly didn't want to accept these replicas using Xiao Zhimiao's face to do any intimate actions with him.
Normally he would just joke around, but this time, he was not in the mood.
Xiao Zhimiao allowed the spikes to keep swimming in her body. Anyway, if they were removed, they would still return to their original appearance. She was too lazy to waste her efforts.
The sharp thorns that penetrated her body made her feel heartbreaking pain and made her extremely awake.
She closed her eyes and scanned the entire square for the people behind the scenes.
Seeing that the evil god stopped moving and closed his eyes in silence, everyone in Shenwuju looked at the leader, Zhuang Wenzhou Guance.
"What should I do now?"
Guan Ce waved his silver spear: "Consuming him will rewind the time limit of the clock and trap him until death."
Zhuang Wenzhou said with a solemn expression: "This evil god is not that simple. You should take precautions in every way. I have already called everyone else in the bureau over, including the players from the Platinum Guild."
"That's enough." Guan Ce said: "The total number of offline players in our two guilds totals more than 200. The last god-level BOSS that was successfully annihilated only had more than 300 elite players."
Nan Xue couldn't help but complain: "There are only one or two thousand other individual players.
There are also many elite players here. "
Guan Ce looked at her with sharp eyes and said, "No matter what, we must give it a try. Our world cannot be invaded by these dark things. If we open his head, there will be endless possibilities."
When Guan Ce said this, the special forces players behind him all had a firm look on their faces as if they were ready to die, as if it was either you or me who would die today.
Sun Yuyue pulled Nan Xue back and said in a loud voice: "Sister Nan, why do I feel something is wrong?"
Nan Xue looked at her: "What's wrong?"
"Here, them."
Sun Yuyue pointed towards the phantom Xiao Zhimiao and Xu Zhilan.
Nan Xue looked around and saw Xu Zhilan leaning against the wall with his head hanging down, exuding a very gloomy aura, while "Xiao Zhimiao" stood beside him, looking forward, not caring about this evil god.
Nan Xue also felt something was wrong. She always felt that something was not right about the two of them, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.
Considering Xiao Zhimiao's character, even if the evil god she believed in was really killed here today, she probably wouldn't say anything.
But she remembered the appearance of the evil god's clone when she prayed for it in Kane City, and the murderous aura all over her body. She felt that this was given to her by the evil god, but now this evil god is too calm.
After he tried and failed to release the restraints on his body, he kept his eyes closed and there was no movement.
After Guan Ze led other players to attack him, he slowly opened the only pair of crimson eyes that allowed players to see clearly.
Zhang Changfeng's heavy ax struck her. Before it could reach her, the heavy ax was knocked away by a crimson dagger, and there were cracks on the heavy ax.
"who is it?!"
Everyone in Shenwu Bureau turned around and saw black figures wearing black robes and hoods arriving at the top of the building at some unknown time and surrounding them layer by layer.
Guan Ce clenched the silver gun in his hand and said coldly: "They are from the Thorn Guild."
As soon as he finished speaking, several members of the Thorn Guild turned into black shadows. When Guan Ce saw them disappear, his eyes stern, and the silver gun in his hand also turned into a silver light in his hand and flew to the side. .
When a black figure approached Aman, it was nailed to the wall by Guan Ce's silver spear.
After injuring a member of the Thorn Guild, the silver gun continued to turn into a swift silver light, penetrating the next black shadow.
