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Chapter 593

Words:3306Update:22/07/17 18:38:33

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Mental World.

Corpses were everywhere, pieces of flesh drifted, and thousands of ghosts retreated.

Irin's surroundings were empty.

At this moment, he was more like a ghost than a ghost. He was treated as a boss.

Some people even wondered if Irin had gone crazy from killing and would not even let his own people go.

His casual move of killing one person with one shot made people's scalps tingle, but they were also amazed at his terrifying strength.

This kind of person could not be a mere Stage 3!

He was cheating!

Other than cheating, there was no other explanation!

Even Kudo Shinji, who was also a spiritual-type, stared with bloodshot eyes, but he could not see what kind of skill Irin was using, or what kind of movement method, to strangely shuttle through the battlefield and take away one head after another.

This team was poisonous!

More than one person thought so.

Whether it was Oda Wu's performance of killing indiscriminately or Irin's current behavior of degenerating himself to become a boss, it all made people feel that this team was extremely poisonous.

"Is that enough?"

"…"

"Muto Irin."

"…"

When Irin lowered his head and inexplicably went crazy and said this to his shadow, a slightly pale palm stretched out from Irin's shadow.

The shadow, which was originally nothing special, suddenly had circles of ripples, as if it had merged with the black water under its feet, becoming a spatial passage.

Boom!

Irin's expression did not change. He had already noticed that the shadow that should have disappeared had reappeared. It had appeared so inexplicably. It would be strange if there was no ghost.

With a palm strike, Irin flew backward and swept into the sky. At that moment, the ripples of space folding between Irin and the "shadow" made a deafening sound.

The violent blast sent everything in the surroundings flying. Only the pool of black water under his feet seemed to be firmly attached to the ground. It did not cause any splash under the impact of this wave of psychokinesis.

"I knew I couldn't hide it from myself."

Muto Irin, who was dripping wet, climbed out of the "shadow" with a smile. He raised his head and looked at Irin, who was walking in the air.

Muto Irin, who had mysteriously disappeared after tricking everyone to death in Kanzaki City, had reappeared in an even stranger way.

"Hehe, if it were me, I definitely wouldn't say such things at such a time." Irin narrowed his eyes and watched the black water dripping from Muto Irin's hair to the ground. After pondering for a moment, Irin's solemn expression suddenly relaxed, and he smiled. "I was just thinking about how many more people I need to kill and how much 'fertilizer' I need to destroy to force you out. Let me do some calculations. Assuming that your style of doing things is the same as mine, it should be about right. Those who deserve to die, those who don't deserve to die, are all dead. "

"That's right. Being an opponent of 'oneself' is really too difficult," Muto Irin said with a smile. "It's difficult in all sorts of ways."

The others had long been shocked by this sudden change. They were so shocked that their mouths and nostrils were wide open to express the shock in their hearts.

'Are you kidding me?!

'Why are there two Irin?

'Is one not enough?

'If there are two, won't we be wiped out?'

Their current mood was …

It was as if a boss was standing in front of them with 'Level 999'. They had observed in the dark with great difficulty. They thought that they had figured out most of the boss' skills and mechanics and were prepared to muster up the courage to fight a beautiful team battle … but the boss shook on the spot and pulled out another boss that looked exactly like him.

'Double fight!

'This is actually a double fight!'

"Something's wrong!"

Zhen Xianhui's expression was dark.

With the help of [Matter Assimilation]'s powerful defense, he turned into a metallic material. His body was indestructible, and he barely managed to survive the waves of arrows, slashes, sharp teeth, and dog claws. As a true strength-type, his Spirit Energy Value was not enough for him to use his skills without restraint. When he saw another Irin mysteriously appear, his expression immediately darkened. He did not know who to kill.

"Something is indeed wrong." Kudo Shinji narrowed his eyes and observed for a moment. Suddenly, his eyes widened, and his pupils shrank to the size of needles. "I understand now! I see! I see! We've been tricked! We've been tricked from the very beginning! F * ck! "

"What do you mean?"

"In Kanagaki City, the one that has been following us is not the real Irin. It's another Irin!"

"Another Irin?"

"A ghost! It's the Irin's ghost! "

"F * ck! What kind of ghost can look exactly like the real Irin! "Some people did not believe it.

But logic told them that Kudo Shinji was telling the truth.

This was the truth.

There was only one truth.

Only this could explain why the Irin had tried to kill them in Kanagaki City.

In this kind of "cooperative" trial, they wouldn't push others to their deaths. After all, everyone's only goal was to leave this world alive. It was not a wise choice to kill everyone and leave him to fight the final Boss alone.

Not to mention that this was a proper choice for a mental-type player.

"But didn't he kill quite a few just now …"

Someone objected in a low voice.

There were not many survivors left.

There were only a few survivors.

Those who were able to survive until now either had a lot of life-saving skills, or were extremely sinister and could see through all kinds of traps. The last type was that they were lucky.

While they were quickly exchanging opinions.

Irin and Irin Muto were already fighting in the sky.

Endless light effects from skills blotted out the sky.

In the pitch-black world, two figures, one black and one white, became the focus of everyone's attention.

When Li Changge saw that the fake Irin had reappeared, he cleverly canceled "Giant of Light, Li Changge" to avoid being targeted by the fake Irin. At a time like this, it would not be wrong to keep a low profile, hide his brilliance, and hide his handsomeness.

"President!"

Xu Anjing was worried. In fact, she was not really concerned about Irin. After all, they were not that close. She was worried that once Irin lost in a one-on-one battle, the rest of them would not be able to defeat the other "fake Irin" who had the same skills and abilities as Irin. They would die without a doubt!

Others might not know Irin's strength, but Xu Anjing knew. Their president was in the top 50 of the server, qualified to create a guild, in the top 100 of the world, and was the president of the world's number one guild, "Apocalypse". Just one of these titles was enough to make others' legs go soft.

Not to mention, these titles were all gathered on the head of the same person?

Why was their president's "ghost" so abnormal?!

Wait.

Xu Anjing's expression froze.

She suddenly found a loophole in her thinking … No, she found a loophole in her thinking.

Why did they have to fight one-on-one!

Was this the time for a one-on-one battle?

It was a group fight!

"Everyone, attack together!"

Xu Anjing shouted loudly.

She suddenly found a blind spot.

This was not a battle in the ring.

What was a one-on-one battle?

A group fight was the way to go.

Xu Anjing immediately drew her bow and shot an arrow. The milky white light condensed into needle-like dots at the tip of the arrow and shot toward Muto Irin.

"Heh."

Muto Irin sneered.

While he was fighting with Irin in the air, he skillfully gathered psychokinetic protective walls around him and blocked Xu Anjing's "Holy Light Arrows". The most difficult thing about Irin in Muto was that he could not be killed, and he had almost all of Irin's memories and methods. Even if he did not have the identity of an apostle and did not have the corresponding skills, he could use the mysteries of this world to simulate the effects and power of skills. It was very difficult.

With Xu Anjing's reminder, the others seemed to have woken up from a dream.

Among the survivors, there were a few who had been beaten up by Irin's team and were already resentful. Xu Anjing's words also reminded them that now was not the time to watch the man and the ghost fight one-on-one in the air!

Group fight!

Group fight!

Someone moved!

"Everyone, attack together! We can't kill him one-on-one, so now is the best chance! Otherwise, once he recovers, all of us … won't be able to return home! "Zhen Xianhui changed her words very quickly.

Zhen Xianhui held the blade in her hand. Her exposed skin had turned into a metallic color that was flowing with light. The S- grade skill [Material Assimilation] was indeed powerful. To be able to charge out of the strange ghosts, one had to admit that this person had some skills.

At the same time.

Some people attacked, while others hesitated. It was very difficult for apostles to work together as one.

Three or four of them were quick-witted. They gritted their teeth and stepped forward. After Zhen Xianhui attacked, they suddenly exerted strength in their legs and flew into the air. They used their skills and tools and attacked the real and fake Irin fighting in the air.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Murderous intent gathered in their hearts. Bloated ghosts were formed from the black water. The mighty army of ghosts was driven by the murderous intent of the apostles. Like a wave, they rushed into the air. Luckily, Irin was in the real world. Due to the existence of the no-fly zone, he didn't have the habit of flying high. Regardless of the apostles' physical attributes or the ghosts' abnormal abilities, their attacks could all land on Irin and Irin Muto who were more than ten meters in the air.

"Kill!"

Zhen Xianhui's gaze was like iron … no, at this moment, he was like steel, like iron.

Kudo Shinji's eyes flashed. After hesitating for a while, lightning flashed. Borrowing the power of thunder, the tip of the blade carried a sharp electric glow as it charged towards Irin. At this moment, he was light, he was electricity, he was like a legend. In the air, one man and one blade, borrowing the power of thunder with the help of a strange skill.

Shooting, shooting.

Xu Anjing looked at the huge ghost army and the apostles' figures. She felt that something was wrong.

Their attacks …

They weren't going towards Irin Muto!

They were going to kill … Irin's original body!

"It's very simple."

Chen Xiaoxiao's eyes flashed. She said softly not far away, "Ghosts can't be killed under normal circumstances. So, to solve the current situation, killing the original body is the best way. It's also the most effective way. Once the original body dies, the ghost will turn into ashes and can't be kept. "

Actually, she also wanted to attack just now.

This was a rare opportunity.

But for some reason, Chen Xiaoxiao hesitated.

Xiang Batian and the others were also hesitant.

They were used to being sinister and felt that something was wrong.

It didn't make sense.

In the entire trial, which part of it didn't make sense?

Zhen Xianhui took the lead. He flew up like an iron bird spreading its wings and punched Irin's back.

Kudo Shinji's blade slashed towards Irin's neck from another direction.

He was very experienced in killing people.

Many apostles had a certain healing ability.

There were some outrageous ones that could even change the position of the heart.

But Kudo Shinji had never seen anyone who could survive after their head was chopped off. He believed that he wouldn't see it either. As long as they were still human, they would definitely die after their head was chopped off.

Suddenly.

Muto Irin and Irin, who were in the midst of a fierce battle, seemed to have no time to care. But just as Zhen Xianhui, Kudo Shinji, and the others were about to kill Irin's back.

"Ka."

"Ka."

The sound of two bullets being loaded sounded at the same time.

The real and fake Irin turned around at the same time without any warning, as if their hearts were connected.

The same frowning expression, the same tone, the same tone, with 30% doubt, 30% displeasure, 30% indifference, and 30% hidden too deeply. They said the same sentence:

"Who are you sending it to?"

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