Ye Jia and the puppet master met twice.
When he first met, he had not yet been given the name ace, and he and his teammates entered a copy woven by puppet masters. In a team of fifteen, six died and eight were made into puppets. Only Ye Jia can escape.
At the time of the second encounter, he ranked 23rd in the standings and entered a double boss dungeon.
In order to escape the death trap of another boss, Ye Jia used the perverted collection habit of the puppet master to set up a set for him, giving him a chance to once again include the player who escaped from his own hands into his collection. , The puppet master bit the hook, but the result was... Ye Jia turned his collection room upside down, destroyed several of the puppet master's favorite ghost puppets, and then successfully escaped.
Their beams are thus formed.
After that, Ye Jia was often able to swipe his name on the hate list, and the even-handed master has always been one of the top bidders.
Looking at the ferocious ghost puppet in front of him, Ye Jia raised his eyebrows thoughtfully: "It seems that you have added a lot of collections recently."
"Hee hee... Do you like it?" There was a strange tenderness and obsession in the puppet master's voice: "You will also become one of them."
Ye Jia chuckled and looked up at the manipulating hand suspended in the dark sky above his head: "What? Are you not used to losing yet?"
Although his tone was relaxed, his eyes were still sharp and vigilant.
- Even in the game, the puppet master is not a particularly easy character to get along with, not to mention that the other party is ready now.
Sure enough, at the moment when his voice fell, those ghost puppets rushed towards the young man standing in the dark center under the control of invisible silk threads.
The sharp light of the knife shone in the darkness, and the sickle slid silently through the ghost group, like some kind of living ribbon, swift and sharp.
At that moment, the sound of the tinkling silk thread breaking sounded, and the ghost puppet whose puppet thread was cut lost its traction instantly, and fell to the ground softly as if its bones had been removed.
Ye Jia did not respond.
Wait... that's all
right
Before he could understand the next second, the puppet line on the ground wriggled, and quickly drilled into the bodies of those ghost puppets.
The sound of piercing flesh sounded, as if something was threading a needle.
The twisted and weird limbs of countless ghost puppets converge in the same direction, as if pulled by some invisible force. became a huge and terrifying monster.
Ye Jia had to raise his head to barely see the full picture of the monster.
"Hee hee hee..." The puppet master's voice came from afar, with an irresistible smugness and bragging in his tone: "This is my latest masterpiece, isn't it very beautiful?"
Ye Jia: "..."
He looked at him without words, took a deep breath in front of his eyes, and asked slowly, "Come, fit and transform?"
Puppet Master: "…"
His voice suddenly became sharp and sharp, almost exasperated: "I see if you can be arrogant after a while!"
The slender fingers suspended in the air jerked up.
Immediately afterwards, the huge and ugly monster moved, and with every step it took, the entire ground shook violently, the surrounding shelves fell to the ground one after another, and the entire space trembled with it.
Ye Jia held the sickle in his hand and slowly stepped back cautiously, keeping a certain distance from it.
Ridiculously ridiculed, this monster is indeed much stronger than all the ghost puppets combined before. What's worse is that now there is no obvious puppet line on its body, but it is deeply hidden in ugly piles. It also makes its weaknesses more difficult to detect.
Ye Jia tried a few tricks with it.
However, it was found that all the severed limbs on its body would return to the monster in another twisted posture, causing no more damage to it at all.
- If so, then catch the thief first and catch the king.
Ye Jia's thoughts were spinning like electricity, he stomped on the shelf next to him, his body was flexible and light, and he quickly avoided the blue-white giant hand that the monster grabbed at him, but jumped straight into the air!
The sickle in his hand cut a bright arc, but it sank into the dark mud above his head.
It's the feeling that doesn't touch the entity at all.
However, the puppet master's floating hand was indeed close to his eyes.
Ye Jia was startled.
-How is this going
Ji Xuan's steps stopped subconsciously.
In front, the young man stood at the junction of darkness and light, his back was thin and straight, and a pair of light-colored eyes reflected the monstrous waves of blood not far away.
He stretched out his hand towards Ji Xuan, his fingertips were pale and slender, blurred in a blank halo behind him, as if it would melt like the first snow.
"A Xuan..."
The youth's voice was calm and sad, with a strange sense of vulnerability.
The man narrowed his eyes slightly, and his scarlet eyes were filled with unpredictable emotions.
Almost at this moment, several puppet lines as tough as steel came from behind him, with tricky angles, almost unavoidable!
The sea of blood rose silently, and the puppet line sank into the scarlet waves and disappeared without a sound.
Almost at the same time, a huge sickle appeared in the hands of the young man in front of him. A sharp and dangerous cold light flashed from the depths of his light-colored eyes, and he slashed towards him in a stern manner. The sound of the blade breaking through the air sounded. , as if it can split time and space, and it strikes Ji Xuan in an instant.
Ji Xuan quickly backed away, avoiding the attack, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.
He knew from the beginning that this was definitely not Ye Jia.
With Ye Jia's current attitude, he is already kind-hearted if he doesn't slash with a knife, let alone calling him A Xuan.
but…
Ji Xuan avoided the opponent's blow again, brushed the blade and passed by the young man's side. At the moment of passing by, he lowered his head and sniffed the scent of the opponent's body.
It was icy cold, with a hint of blood.
Although the breath is thin, it is true that the other party is right.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Ye Jia who continued to attack him.
The young man's eyes were cold, and his posture seemed to have been fighting thousands of times. He was skilled and dexterous.
However, unexpectedly, suddenly, the young man stopped the blade, then jumped up suddenly, and leaped towards the dark sky above his head - he slashed into the air with a knife, and then fell.
Ji Xuan was slightly startled.
How is this going
the other side.
Ye Jia frowned.
The attack of the monster in front of him became more and more formidable, but he was unable to inflict the slightest damage on it. It was like a huge quagmire that devoured every attack he made.
And what's even weirder is...
In the interval between dodging, Ye Jia took the time to raise his eyes and cast a glance at the sky.
As long as it exists in the game, his weapon can penetrate. However, just now he clearly attacked the hand of the puppet master, but it seemed to penetrate the shadow and fell directly into the void, so there are only two possibilities— Either the puppet master's hand wasn't there, or... he wasn't where he thought he was.
Under the attack of the giant ghost puppet, Ye Jia pieced together his fragmented thoughts, and his brain was running rapidly.
He went through every moment since he entered the shop in his mind - it seems that every step is flawless, there is nothing wrong, except just now, at the moment when the puppet master's voice fell, he and Ji Xuan suddenly parted.
Why separate
Logically speaking, it is to break down one by one...
Ye Jia was slightly startled.
He seemed to realize something and looked up into the air.
The two hands above the head were suspended, and the slender fingertips danced dazzlingly in the air, as if they were dancing.
If it is to defeat them one by one, then why does the puppet master stay on his side all the time? Ji Xuan is still a ghost king of the direct line no matter what, Ye Jia does not think that the puppet master will despise his existence so much, and only deal with himself, and let Ji Xuan leave it alone.
—Maybe...the two of them were not actually separated.
Ji Xuan dodged.
The surrounding blood waves piled up in layers, rising into the air wave after wave, blocking the offensive of the youth in front of him.
He stepped back cautiously, distanced himself from the other party, and pondered the identity of the young man in front of him.
Doll
not like...
If a puppet master wants to make a puppet, he must incorporate the other person’s soul into the container he created, so that he can control it anytime and anywhere—the whole process is as delicate as an operation, and it must be performed at the moment when the opponent’s willpower is weakest. , so the stronger the mind, the longer it takes to make a puppet.
Ji Xuan did not think that in such a short period of time, the puppet master would be able to subdue Ye Jia and complete the operation.
However, he could really feel the breath of Ye Jia from the opponent's body. Although it was weak, he couldn't fake it.
It seems that this is only related to the gift of the mother.
Ji Xuan narrowed his eyes.
The blood waves around him moved with his heart, condensed into the tip of a sword, broke the air, and rushed straight towards the direction of the youth.
Straight to the heart.
The youth's sickle flipped over and cut off the blood blade with a ding.
Ye Jia frowned, watching the huge monster in front of him turn the offensive, the thick blue and white limbs transformed into a sharp knife light, and began to attack his heart, with fatal moves, almost making him unable to find a space to think about what In this situation, you can only use your own fighting habits to resist and counterattack again and again, but you still can't cause any damage to it.
Above his head, the puppet master laughed silently in the dark—
He has never been so happy.
Not only the ace who had escaped from his hands several times, but also the so-called ghost king, who was toyed with by him, how wonderful, how joyful, how joyful it was!
How mother knew the two in front of them—they were both used to fighting and killing.
With just a little trick, he doesn't even need to do anything, he can make them become puppets on his stage that he can control.
Hee hee hee.
Ji Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly.
The moment he saw the opponent deflect his attack, he confirmed one thing.
- The opponent can give feedback on their own attacks.
Then, if he guessed correctly, Ye Jia is fighting on the other side, then there will be an enemy who is also attacking on the opposite side.
The young man in front of him suddenly jumped up, indicating that the puppet master could not directly control Ye Jia.
Therefore, he can only control that enemy.
And in order to ensure that every attack of Ye Jia is on the ground, the puppet master must ensure that the enemy will always attack Ye Jia while corresponding to his position. Therefore, the enemy must be big enough to avoid misunderstanding Ji Xuan's position.
very smart.
But how to break the game
Because no matter whether Ji Xuan attacks or not, the enemy on the opposite side will not stop attacking.
So Ye Jia couldn't stop in order to protect himself.
Ji Xuan raised the corners of his lips silently, and glanced at the void with a half-smile.
The next second, a surging wave of blood surged around his body, and it swelled to a terrifying level in an instant. He rushed straight towards the youth, and the surrounding blood wave condensed into a sharp cone, which swelled in all directions. The scarlet ocean that rises obscures the sky and the sun, almost instantly engulfing the young man in front of him.
The puppet master was excited.
Finally, is the ghost king serious
Has he finally ended the temptation and is determined to end the fight with one blow
He stared at the two overlapping spaces in front of him, and the whole person trembled with excitement.
In order to ensure that both of them can be in battle at the same time, he only copied Ye Jia's stand-in, while Ji Xuan's stand-in was different.
Only the line that symbolizes the position is connected to Ji Xuan, and how to launch the attack is manually controlled by the puppet master.
This will prevent them from stopping the fight at the same time and discovering flaws.
However, because the two of them are too strong, even with the help of their mother, the puppet master cannot guarantee to maintain the dual-line control at the same time. Therefore, this state of manual attack can only be maintained for a short period of time. When everyone finally threw himself into the fight, he could finally stop maintaining that line and let his stage and puppets run on their own.
But now, Ji Xuan finally stopped dodging and started to attack.
-He can finally achieve his and his mother's true purpose.
Only in this way can the final fatal blow be completely dominated by Ji Xuan himself—only in this way can the arrogance and pride of the ghost in front of him be destroyed, and at the same time, the human being he has coveted for a long time is truly weakened state.
So, the Puppet Master connected another line to Ji Xuan.
He smiled in the dark, happily waiting for the real fight to come.
Ye Jia stared coldly at the huge ghost puppet in front of him.
I don't know why, it seems to have suddenly changed the way of fighting, countless broken limbs floated in the air, condensed into sharp cones, every joint of the body made a harsh friction and roar, and then rushed straight towards him. .
However, Ye Jia has long been suspicious of the current situation.
So, he wasn't going to hit it hard, but dexterously retreated backwards.
Wrapped in the waves of blood all over, a smile flashed across Ji Xuan's lips, and a touch of irrational paranoia and madness flashed in the depths of his scarlet eyes. At the moment when he was about to approach, he suddenly stopped all attacks. , and rammed the opponent's sharp blade with his own neck—
Ye Jia was shocked.
I saw that the limbs around the ghost puppet in front of him no longer appeared to be attacking, but instead rushed towards Ye Jia's blade with the weakest point.
- This gesture is too familiar.
Almost reminded him of...
In his mind, a ray of light flashed.
At that moment, it seemed that everything was clear, and no explanation was needed at all.
Ye Jia's pupils shrank suddenly, he hardly had time to think, everything just acted on instinct.
The sharp blade in his hand suddenly turned upside down and slashed towards the top of his head—
"Jingle-"
The sound of the puppet line breaking was particularly harsh in the dark and dead space.
"No!" The puppet master's scream sounded overhead, almost making the whole world tremble.
A few shimmering puppet threads fell from the top of the head.
Different from other puppet wires, these wires are thinner and softer, showing a blood-red glow against the dark background.
The blood-colored waves slowly subsided, and the white and black borders began to blend with each other, gradually revealing the appearance of the previous puppet shop.
The youth on the opposite side had disappeared, Ji Xuan stood alone in the blank space and opened his palm.
The silk thread broke, and a small puppet fell from the air, landing right in his palm.
Light-colored hair, light-colored eyes, two small arms holding a sickle that is very different from its size, and a sad expression on his small face.
so cute…
Ji Xuan squeezed the doll in his palm, and then touched the sickle it was holding, the corners of his lips slightly raised.
When he was addicted to playing with the little Ye Jia in his hand, the real Ye Jia's voice came from behind: "Hey..."
Ji Xuan quickly put the doll in his pocket, then turned his head to look behind him: "Hmm...?"
As soon as he turned around, the young man behind him punched him in the face with murderous intent.
Ji Xuan: "?"
Could it be that I was seen playing with a puppet just now
However, before he could react, Ye Jia sneered: "Bump, like to bump?"
He held Ji Xuan's shoulders, raised his knees, and slammed his stomach hard.
Ji Xuan: "Cough, cough, cough!"
Ye Jia coldly looked at the man who was bending over and coughing, and said, "Are you a fucking idiot?"
A sickle was once again transformed into his palm, and the blade pointed directly at Ji Xuan, flashing a dazzling cold light between the dark and narrow shelves: "Are you addicted? Come, try again?"
Ji Xuan lowered his head, unable to control his lips.
However, when he raised his head, his face had returned to his previous innocence: "I believe you must have found something wrong. In fact, you only need the last hint..."
Ye Jia narrowed his eyes dangerously: "Prompt?"
In fact, when he saw the scene in front of him gradually disappear, the darkness slowly mixed with a phantom white, and the appearance of the puppet shop reappeared, Ye Jia realized what little tricks the puppet master was playing.
He and Ji Xuan were not separated from the beginning, but were trapped in two almost overlapping spaces.
Therefore, the puppet master can manipulate Ji Xuan and the two spaces on his side at the same time.
And that mother's gift should be the blood-red puppet line.
It can create a stand-in without affecting the mind of the implanted person. The stand-in can copy the opponent's position and attacking moves. This gift and the overlapping ghost space simply complement each other, help each other, and cooperate with each other.
However, at the very beginning, the Puppet Master should also retain a certain degree of control, so as to maintain the battle situation in a controllable situation and guide everything to develop in the direction he expects.
Therefore, Ji Xuan's behavior is even more stupid.
As a ghost king, Ye Jia didn't believe that he couldn't find any other way to remind himself, but he took the most extremely dangerous path, which is simply...
"Neuropathy… "
Ye Jia coldly dropped three words, withdrew the sickle in his hand, then turned and walked towards the depths of the shelf.
The puppet master hasn't been caught yet, he's too lazy to waste time with each other here.
The corners of Ji Xuan's lips rose again uncontrollably, and he quickly followed: "Brother..."
"If you call me brother again, I'll cut your tongue."
The young man in front did not look back.
Ji Xuan: "…"
It seems to have gone a little too far this time.
After the mythical creature disappeared, the shop returned to its real appearance.
But the huge ghost puppet did not disappear with the disappearance of the ghost. Its body staggered and stood in the depths of the store, opening a big hole in the roof, still attacking unconsciously, leaking the thick ghost aura And Yin Qi almost condensed into a solid body, completely blocking the entire sky.
Behind the ghost.
"Why... why why!" The puppet master panicked, but he found that he couldn't create ghosts at all.
The Yin Qi in the body began to be exhausted at some point.
Now I can't even run away.
Hearing a stab, the light of the sickle tore the huge ghost puppet in half, and countless mutilated and broken limbs fell down, revealing the puppet master behind the limbs.
The moment he saw the other party, Ye Jia couldn't help but startled: "Puppet master?"
Yin Qi disappeared, and even the illusion disappeared.
A little radish head stood behind the ghost puppets and looked at them viciously, his voice lost its hoarseness and maturity, but the childish voice was equally gloomy and vicious: "How dare you look directly at me! I will kill you! "
Ye Jia: "..."
Speaking of which, he had indeed never seen the true appearance of a puppet master before.
Every time the other party was an image with two huge needle-like palms exposed, he really didn't expect that all this was an illusion.
No wonder he likes dolls together.
However, even though he saw his true appearance, Ye Jia still couldn't sympathize with the Specter in front of him.
He clearly knew the difference between a specter and a human being. The child in front of him seemed to be only about seven or eight years old, but he might have lived for more than seven or eight hundred years. In addition, he had fought with the other party more than once, and he knew very well about this specter. What a vicious and terrifying existence - better to kill.
The shadow of the knife in his hand appeared.
Ye Jia stared coldly at the puppet master in front of him, hooked his lips silently, and a cruel cold light flashed in the depths of his light-colored eyes: "I really want to know what you taste like."
The sickle pierces the air and slashes down—
Even the puppet master was not afraid, but instead let out a vicious laugh: "Hahaha! Whether you kill me or torture me, you can't stop my mother from sending more ghosts..."
Ye Jia was slightly startled.
He stopped. "You're right..."
Puppet Master: "…"
Ye Jia withdrew the sickle: "I should torture you."
He pointed to the puppet master, turned his head and said to Ji Xuan: "I'll leave it to you, remember to torture my mother's next plan from his mouth."
Puppet Master: "…"
At this moment, there was an elusive wave in the distance.
Ji Xuan: "There's someone from your investigation bureau."
Sure enough, the moment his voice fell, a girl's charming voice came not far away: "Hello? Is there anyone inside?"
"I came in without me!"
Immediately afterwards, a buzzing chainsaw sounded, and the door panel was instantly smashed into two halves.
Ye Jia: "..."
Oops…
Because he came out with Ji Xuan this time, he forgot to put on his hood.
It's too late to pull the ghosts away now.
After all, it’s okay to hide that level of volatility from the people in the Administration, but it’s a bit difficult to hide from high-ranked players.
Ji Xuan raised his hand, pressed it gently on Ye Jia's waist, pulled his instantly stiff body into his arms, and held the other party directly in front of his icy chest.
He lowered his head, his thin lips were close to Ye Jia's ear, and there was a slight hoarse smile in his low voice: "Brother, it doesn't matter, I'm here."