Chapter 138 The Man in the Mirror
As the fall deepens, the brain begins to feel an immense pain, followed by endless dizziness. One loses consciousness before landing, and falls downwards with the strong wind.
After a loud bang, there was another burst of rapid, crisp and breaking sounds. The four of them fell heavily on the initial landing point, a place surrounded by countless mirrors. All of them hit the mirror at the bottom, leaving black cracks.
Severe pain spread to his limbs and bones. His hands and feet, which had turned into glass, shattered into pieces under the strong impact, and broke into pieces of glass that rolled to the side. Only the torso that was still intact was wrapped in a sudden white light, which barely protected his safety but also injured his internal organs.
All around, the upright mirrors were aligned straight at the center. The expressionless replicas with distorted features curved their mouths in silence, raising them up into an exaggerated and funny arc. They stared at the four people scattered in the middle and gradually approached.
There was a crackling sound of electricity, piercing the eardrums of the four unconscious people, and it sounded like a mocking chuckle.
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Qi Heng woke up with a strange feeling in his eyelids.
The boy's completely solidified lower body was unrecognizable. A white light that appeared from nowhere shone directly on him, just like the conspicuous lights in a stage play, reflecting a dazzling and messy light on the damaged area.
He himself had no sense of pain, but at this moment he only felt an endless chill penetrating into his bones, almost solidifying his internal organs. Qi Heng opened his mouth weakly, used his broken forearm to block the light from his eyelids, and awkwardly propped himself up and half-sat up.
The sharp broken part left scratches when it pressed against the mirror. He stared at his hands, remaining silent. The stiffness of his vocal cords in his throat also made it impossible for him to speak normally.
The boy subconsciously touched his chest, and when he found that the amulet was still there, he breathed a sigh of relief without making a sound.
The teammates haven't woken up yet.
On this huge mirror that was like a stage, the surrounding replicas were constantly closing the distance with eager eyes. Only a beam of white light shone on Qi Heng, as if it was a deliberate display, as if it was a malicious trick played by someone behind the scenes.
The young man dragged his body over, poked Ye Yunhe's cold cheek with his still smooth elbow, and pushed his torso in an attempt to wake him up.
“…”
A sound of pain escaped from Ye Yunhe's mouth. She struggled and opened her eyes, and her left hand, which was intact because she was holding it in her arms, slipped from her chest. Qi Heng subconsciously tried to catch it, but missed.
Half of the white light moved to her body along with the boy's figure. She blocked the dazzling light in a daze, and her empty eyes soon cleared up.
"What's going on...? This light..." She propped herself up, and Qi Heng carefully supported her back and helped her sit up. She looked around vigilantly, and finally had time to sort out her current brain, which began to work frantically, "Why is it like this... What did I do wrong..."
"I'll use my supernatural powers on you first." Soon, after realizing the condition of her body, she frowned and looked at the boy.
The potion protected by special materials did not break and was still flowing intact in the bottle. Ye Yunhe took it out and swallowed it directly. The originally poor energy was immediately restored, and it gathered from her intact hand into silver-blue energy light, flowing to the injured parts of the two people respectively.
Time was rapidly flowing backwards, and the supernatural power dried up instantly, turning into a complete piece of glass that was reassembled from the remaining limbs. After a brief silence, it gradually turned flesh-colored.
Thick blood flowed out of Ye Yunhe's nose, which she wiped away casually. Then she took another bottle of medicine and sent the energy to the other two people in the same way to repair their injuries.
Qi Heng clenched his stiff and cold hands and tore off a piece of cloth to wipe the blood under her nose that seemed to be unstoppable.
Ye Yunhe choked and coughed, waved his hand to signal him to wake up the two people who were still unconscious, and drank another bottle of repair agent mixed with blood.
Lin Muyu and Si Yuan woke up one after another.
As soon as I opened my eyes, a strong smell of blood flowed into my nose, along with the vague coughing of my teammates. The unharmed body told them everything that had happened. After a few moments of silence, they protected Ye Yunhe in the middle and began to observe the surroundings.
The mirrors moved closer to them.
The clone's expression became more and more ferocious, and its face, with its exaggerated grin, no longer resembled its original appearance. Just like the huge smiling face on the black fog in the copy.
The weirdness of this copy reached its peak at this moment. From the inexplicable nature of its initial landing to its extremely fast spreading ability after upgrading, to the main line after entering that is incompatible with other copies, all of them highlight its weirdness.
"From the beginning, it didn't give us the option of defeating the woman. Even if the highest-level psychics came, they couldn't interfere with the program it had already set. It's different from any other copy. There is no necessary boss battle and sufficiently rigorous links."
In order to save energy, the four of them huddled together, and Lin Muyu analyzed in a low voice.
"The electronic voice at the beginning said: This is a special copy evolved from the unknown." He said, "So is it possible that this is not an Easter egg, but a bug?"
"Maybe." Si Yu'an tightly grasped his teammate's wrist. "That electronic sound is very strange when you think about it carefully. Although its appearance is similar to the electronic sounds in other copies, the tone and wording are very strange."
As the initial clue in the copy and the key to the final settlement, the electronic sound has always been an emotionless host. It cannot interfere with the copy, nor can it attack the players. It only acts as a transmitter from beginning to end, silently until the copy is destroyed, and it disappears with it.
It may have a natural malice towards players, but it has no right to speak out about it.
But this time it was different.
The electronic sound of this special copy is extremely strong and contains undisguised malice towards players, filled with condescending arrogance and joy at the current situation.
The copy will not have meaningless layout.
The sudden and strange transformation of the woman, the light still shining on Qi Heng, and the various strange things the four people discovered along the way, all proved the same fact -
In this copy, there is another existence.
It interferes with the content of the main storyline, manipulates the woman's emotions, unscrupulously demonstrates its power in hidden corners, puts the ring that should not appear on the woman's finger again, and provokes the player's nerves again and again.
Tell them condescendingly that this is a cycle that cannot be broken from the beginning, an unsolvable puzzle, and a right that it can drive at will.
And they didn't understand all this until now.
Just like the characters in a stage play who don’t know their own ending, but are still cheering for the final celebration.
But they will not despair about this.
Even though the annoyance of being fooled was mixed with the fear of the current dead end, and a mixture of countless emotions permeated it, accepting the fate of death was something that every superpower, or rather every human being in the end times, should learn.
The road is explored step by step with footprints, and the fog is dispersed by hands again and again. In the end times, the people who lead the way are always helpless but willing to do so. They had already followed behind and enjoyed the fruits, but this time, they were the ones leading the way.
Besides, they still have a trick up their sleeve. The dagger that symbolized honor was hidden deep within the boy's mental network, waiting to come into play at the last moment.
"You are very determined." A faint voice mocked, but it disappeared in the sudden heavy footsteps. "Then let me see how long you can hold on?"
Countless copies passed through the mirror one after another. With half of their original souls in their possession, they stepped on the scattered debris and attacked the four people. A familiar energy light surrounded them, carrying with it a strong murderous intent and the ecstasy of the replicas at the upcoming freedom.
"I almost forgot, you are very special..."
The white light suddenly intensified, causing Qi Heng to squint his eyes out of stimulation. The young man gritted his teeth, and used the condensed powerful lightning to wrap the bullet, shooting at the few clones in the front. The glass shattered into pieces and fell to the ground in an instant. The loud noise covered up the follow-up of the sound.
"Shut your mouth!" He shouted with a cold look in his eyes, extreme anger filling his eyes, "What is your purpose?!"
The voice did not respond. Ye Yunhe put his hand on the boy's shoulder and patted him.
The copies of the three people gradually gathered inward. Si Yuan looked at the weapon that was exactly the same as his own ×N, swallowed silently, raised his lonely sword and swung it. Afraid that he would turn into a human pig in the next second, he instantly used up most of his superpowers to strengthen his body, and was the first to attract the hatred of his own clone.
But there are just too many.
The number of them is endless, tightly packed together and even crushes each other, which is destined to be a war of attrition that will divide and devour the main body. The clones had no morals, nor the courtesy of a retaliatory battle. They would just rush forward in a group with weapons in hand to attack, so excited that they wanted to chop off the original's head directly. Even after it shattered, they would still force themselves to stab them with the sharp end. But in a short moment, all kinds of scars were left on the four people.
Qi Heng did not have a clone, but after the glass man realized that he would launch an attack, he changed his attitude of ignoring the boy and began to send out some of his kind to stop his actions, using killing moves step by step.
Lightning cannot cause much damage to glass people, and it is even lessened after being interfered by alienation. So the boy smashed his arm fiercely, and used his left hand with sharp stumps as a weapon, stabbing it into the glass man's eye sockets, mouth and nose without any reservation. With his other hand, he held the gun, smashed the glass man's head, and shot bullets into the heads of other clones from a distance.
The communications with the outside world continued to fail due to the interference of the magnetic field, and the rescue team pressed the wireless button, but there has been no response until now. The four of them were gasping for breath in the endless battle, but the light in their eyes was still there.
The time that can be reversed is always limited.
"We must lure out that voice to get more clues." Lin Muyu knew this very well. His long knife slashed through the air swiftly. A sharp fragment flew towards his eyeball, but he was a beat late to dodge it, leaving a long blood mark from his eyelid to his temple, which stung and made him sweat.
The next moment, another dense and complex attack came, and the only way to break through was to inflict as few wounds as possible. They scratched the flesh and stabbed into the body, spilling blood.
Fortunately, his teammates have the same tacit understanding with him.
The mastermind behind the scenes obviously has an extremely bad temper and loves the cruel drama of turning comedy into tragedy. It gives hope but plunders the light again and again, pushing the players into the abyss, just to satisfy its own inner desires.
Therefore, there is an 80% probability that it will not kill the four people who have become its new targets so easily. It will torture you, give you another blow, and then extinguish the flame, which is what it will do.
The key to breaking the deadlock may lie in it.
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Qi Heng was the first to show signs of fatigue.
The young man was already covered in bruises, with wounds that were not fatal but torturous enough covering his body, and unstoppable blood flowing out from between his fingers and dripping onto the ground. He was half-kneeling, with the sharp stump just a hair's breadth away from him fixed on his neck, piercing his skin and oozing out a drop of blood that hung on it.
But the fatal attack stopped at the most critical point. The glass man had empty eyes and was controlled to lose his mind. Then his neck was broken by an unknown force and his head fell to the ground, creating a mess.
The remains of the limbs fell and the fragments hit the boy's legs.
Next came Si Yu'an, who panicked because Qi Heng nearly died, followed by Ye Yunhe and Lin Muyu. In a breathless fight, just a moment of hesitation can lead to a tragic outcome. But those fatal attacks all froze and finally fell to the ground.
The chaotic mirror space is silent at this moment. Only the lifeless glass man was left, his spring unwound, standing stiffly in place with inconsistent movements.
After a brief silence. The voice sounded again.
"Do you think I don't know what you're thinking?"
He still had that sarcastic tone in his voice.
"All your thoughts are exposed in front of me. After losing the dominant position, the so-called players can only be played by the dungeon. And I am the real leader."
Who asked you?
Ye Yunhe wiped his face with the dagger and rolled his eyes fiercely while covering his face with his arms. There was a fishy-sweet taste in her throat, which she swallowed hard along with another bottle of medicine.
"What exactly are you?" Lin Muyu asked expressionlessly, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes. "A true leader wouldn't even have a title, right?"
"Ha." The voice laughed quickly. "Yes, I like your confident attitude even now. I can't help but look forward to your expressions when you find that the situation is not under your control."
This arrogant being was not annoyed by Lin Muyu's ridicule. He looked like he was bitten by an ignorant ant. He just found it funny and then crushed the ant into mud with his feet while laughing.
Si Yu'an pursed his lips, gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, and said nothing, just staring up at the sky.
Qi Heng half-knelt quietly, without moving for a long time. The young man lowered his head, covered his chest and remained silent.
"But you're right."
He said this suddenly.
"You can indeed leave. I will use the so-called greatest power to take you away from here."
"As long as you are willing."
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