Shang Jianyao looked at the figure in front of him who was wearing an old world priest uniform and an old-fashioned soft hat. There was no fear on his face, but an excited look on his face.
"DiMarco?" he asked confirmingly.
The figure with the obvious hook nose retracted his gaze from the surrounding environment, and took a serious look at Shang Jianyao:
"That's it.
"You don't seem afraid at all?"
"In this situation, what's the use of being afraid?" Shang Jianyao said with a smile, "This is your Awakener ability, you can directly invade other people's spiritual world without going through the 'Spiritual Corridor'?"
DiMarco smiled:
"It has a nice name, it's called 'Destiny Link'."
As he spoke, his expression distorted faintly, as if he could no longer suppress a certain emotion hidden in his heart:
"You're not afraid!
"Don't you know that I like to watch others look scared and helpless? Don't you know how wonderful it is to end a life full of hope with your own hands?"
His expression became more and more distorted, showing indescribable brutality and madness.
"Haha." He immediately raised his head and laughed, "Come on, let me teach you a good lesson and let you know what fear, fear, despair and helplessness are."
While speaking, his figure split apart and turned into countless Dimarco.
These DiMarco were all wearing black priest uniforms from the old world, wearing the same old-fashioned soft hat, and surrounded the businessman in the middle.
"Is this the price you paid?" Shang Jianyao still smiled and was eager to try.
DiMarco chuckled softly:
"You think I'll answer you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Shang Jianyao, wearing a gray-blue camouflage uniform, also split into multiple figures, some carrying individual rocket launchers, some carrying assault rifles, some wearing white coats, some carrying Stretchers, some with small speakers, some with loudspeakers…
Eight of these figures are very clear, while the others are relatively vague.
Countless DiMarco looked at countless businessmen, and for a while, he forgot what he was going to do.
On a sunny island with mountains and water, the Shang Jian Yao Corps and the Dimarco Corps confronted each other.
After two or three seconds, Dimarco whispered suspiciously:
"You also obtained the 'mirror power'
"No, it's more like a split personality..."
These words spit out from different DiMarco mouths, superimposed and echoed layer by layer.
Shang Jianyao heard the words and shook his head regretfully:
"You're not doing well...
"It's impossible for every DiMarco to say something different."
It was one of them who said this sentence, and the others were laughing, or yin and yang, or dancing for fun, or repeating with the help of a loudspeaker.
All DiMarco's face muscles twitched at the same time, and the feeling of tyranny and cruelty appeared again.
"It's just not necessary..." DiMarco squeezed out a sentence from their throats.
Before the words fell, they already felt bad:
Why are you arguing with the guy on the opposite side of this inexplicable issue
In the next second, all the figures that Dimarco split up reunited, leaving only one.
This one and only DiMarco swelled rapidly and quickly became like a mountain on an island.
"Magic mirror", is one thing is ten thousand, can be big or small!
…
Inside the dilapidated DiMarco room.
Genova's eyes swept over Shang Jianyao, Jiang Baimian, Long Yuehong and Bai Chen.
He instantly analyzed that their eyes were wrong and their state was wrong.
At the same time, Jiang Baimian, Long Yuehong and Bai Chen's expressions all changed, sometimes distorted, sometimes normal, sometimes hideous, and sometimes confused.
Jiang Baimian discarded the "Reaper" individual rocket launcher and pulled out a "United 202" pistol.
She lifted her right hand up slowly, as if to aim the gun at herself.
Along with the change of expression, the bending of Jiang Baimian's arm stopped, and the muzzle moved out a little bit.
Immediately, the gloomy feeling surfaced on her again, and the muzzle returned again.
At this moment, she seemed to have two souls, one dominated and committed suicide with a gun, and the other was in a suppressed position, relying on her survival instinct to fight with all her might.
She is like this, Bai Chen is like this, and Long Yuehong is like this.
They are all switching back and forth between aiming the weapon at themselves and keeping the muzzle away from the body, as in a tug of war.
Genova did not appear in a dazed state, because the "beheading operation" plan formulated in advance contained the corresponding content:
"Once an incomprehensible and strange phenomenon appeared in a few humans of the 'Old Tune Group', the stun operation was performed by Genava."
This is the prevention of the corresponding awakening ability of DiMarco, a suspected "spiritual corridor" level powerhouse.
Genova glanced around and found that Long Yuehong was the one who had the most difficulty fighting against the abnormality. The various weapons loaded by the military exoskeleton device were about to be turned over and aimed at himself.
Without hesitation, Genova's metal joints on both legs pushed hard, and the whole person jumped directly and fell to Long Yuehong's side.
Just when he raised his right hand and was about to stun the opponent, Long Yue turned towards him!
At this moment, the part of Long Yuehong's face that was not covered by the helmet of the military exoskeleton device no longer changed his expression.
Silently, he aimed the loaded grenade launcher at Gnava.
When attacked by "foreign enemies", the two "souls" in his body seemed to reach an agreement: one did not want to be stunned, and the other responded purely to all attacks by instinct.
Seeing this, Genova jumped out from the side by the rebound of the landing.
He didn't want Long Yuehong to use the grenade launcher, so he could only avoid taking risks and avoid it in advance.
- If the high-explosive grenade hits directly, it can indeed threaten the survival of Genava, and even if it does not hit, given the size of DiMarco's room, the aftermath is likely to cause damage to Jiang Baimian, Long Yuehong, and Bai Chen. , therefore, Genova directly chose to give up.
This silver-black robot gave full play to its speed, reflexes and skills, and kept trying around Long Yuehong, Jiang Baimian and others.
He didn't rush forward, and patiently waited for the opportunity to stun one count.
And his attempts like this effectively slowed down Jiang Baimian's "suicide" progress, making the situation less precarious.
…
"The Sea of Origin", on that sunny island with mountains and water.
Countless Shang Jianyao tried to use the "hypocritical person", but it did not produce very good results.
The figure of Dimarco, huge like a mountain, looked down at them and stretched out his right hand.
This action was accompanied by a grand and solemn voice:
"Visual deprivation!"
Before the eyes of each Shang Jianyao, darkness descended silently, and they could no longer see anything.
Even if they exist in the form of consciousness in the spiritual world, they have no real eyes and corresponding nerves at all, and they are still deprived of all "vision".
Immediately afterwards, DiMarco's voice entered the ears of the businessmen again:
"Hearing deprivation!"
This time, the ears of Shang Jianyao fell silent, and there was no movement.
Their sense of smell, their sense of taste, their sense of touch, also began to fade over time.
In the infinite darkness of dead silence, even its own existence seems to be dissolved and assimilated.
Somewhere away from the "Sea of Origins" of this island.
Shang Jianyao, wearing a gray-blue camouflage uniform, was suspended in the water with his legs crossed, and his head did not come out of the sea.
This is the last of him.
- He only used eight of himself on the island just now, and the others were made by using the special features of the spiritual world.
This Shang Jianyao looked very calm, and seemed to be thinking about something with the help of the underwater environment.
…
DiMarco's room.
Just as Genava was looking for an opportunity to stun his companions and rescue them from their strange state, Jiang Baimian's face and body trembled slightly.
As if using all her strength, she slowly released her five fingers and let the "United 202" in her palm fall to the ground.
When the pistol hit the thick carpet, Jiang Baimian's left hand clenched slightly.
This process was so difficult, so slow, and seemed to be interrupted at any time, so that Genava, who had analyzed the general situation, no longer approached her so as not to affect her.
Finally, a group of silver-white electric light erupted from Jiang Bai's cotton palm, and it rose to bloom, making a crackling sound.
The dimly lit room was lighted up a little.
Almost at the same time, Shang Jianyao, who was originally motionless, opened his clenched left fist with relative ease.
There is a yellow-green night pearl.