Inside Chang'an city.

"Leave these guys to me, you go deal with the other replacements."

Chloe's eyes swept across the devastated ruins. Dense crowds of soldiers were still rushing madly into the streets. The firelight illuminated the dark night sky as if it were daytime.

"These 30,000 people are scattered across the streets of Chang'an. Can you do it alone?" Lin Qiye asked with a frown.

Chloe glanced at him, her long red hair fluttering in the wind, and chuckled:

"It's just 30,000 people... Don't underestimate the Holy Lord's messenger."

Upon seeing this, Lin Qiye said no more and rushed towards the palace at a rapid speed.

Chloe jumped lightly and landed on a broken roof in the ruins. She looked around and saw tens of thousands of replaced soldiers sweeping through Chang'an like a tide. Noisy screams and roars came from all directions.

Chloe took a deep breath, a glimmer flashed in her eyes, and her fingertips slowly raised under the night sky:

"Evening Breeze, please kill someone."

As soon as she finished speaking, the air at her fingertips suddenly twisted, and a wind blade no more than a millimeter thick shot out in the night sky, making a piercing scream!

This wind blade swept across the street and instantly split into two, two into four, four into eight... They split at an astonishing speed under the night sky. They were thin and transparent. Even though they had split into thousands of them, the naked eye could not detect any trace at all!

These wind blades seemed to have eyes, spreading out in all directions in mid-air. The piercing screams instantly attracted the attention of everyone in the city.

"What?"

A soldier holding a torch suddenly looked up at the sky. There was nothing but the vast night.

"There are a few little monsters running over there! Stop them!" A few hundred meters away, another soldier suddenly shouted as he chopped down the man who was fighting desperately with a knife.

As the men held back the soldiers, several young children rushed out of the burning house in terror, crying and running to the other side of the street.

The soldier holding the torch narrowed his eyes, threw the torch into the house beside him, drew his sword, stared at the crying children who were fleeing here, and rushed forward quickly!

Song——!!

A sharp whistle exploded from behind him, and in an instant moved from behind him to in front of him, gradually fading away... The soldier stopped in surprise, and was about to turn his head to look back, but his vision moved downward uncontrollably, and finally he fell to the ground with a plop.

His consciousness gradually stagnated. One of his eyes was blocked by the ground. In the other eye, he saw a headless body holding a knife, standing there blankly.

That’s… me?

The moment this thought appeared in his mind, his pupils became completely blurred. The headless body froze in place for a moment, then fell stiffly to the ground.

The young children who were running away frantically were stunned when they saw this scene. The shriek passed by their ears, and the next moment, the head of the soldier behind them was thrown high into the air, and fell down with a gurgle.

All this happened so fast. In less than two seconds, a wind blade swept across the several-mile-long street, and the heads of hundreds of soldiers floated up one after another.

Like blood-red dandelions, being blown into the sky by the gentle evening breeze.

And such a scene was played out on every street in Chang'an...

An army of 30,000 was wiped out in an instant!

At this moment, in front of the tallest palace in the imperial palace, a figure dressed in an imperial robe looked at the blood-red dandelions flying all over the city, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Emperor Wu of Han stood in front of the palace, silent for a long time, with a complicated expression:

"Li Ying."

"I'm here." Eunuch Li immediately stepped forward and bowed his head respectfully.

"You say... Is there really someone in this world who can possess such miraculous power?"

Eunuch Li was stunned for a long while, then slowly said, "Whether there is anyone who can possess the power of miracles, I don't know... I only know that if you want to restrain a group of ferocious wolves, you have to let a wolf king be born among them."

Emperor Wu of Han frowned as he looked at the city of Chang'an shrouded in blood and fire.

…

Lin Qiye quickly crossed the street, and the vermilion palace wall gradually approached in front of him.

At this moment, a familiar voice came from the side:

"Brother Qiye!"

Lin Qiye quickly stopped and looked back, only to see Wuquan running hurriedly from the other side of the street.

When Lin Qiye saw Wuquan, his first reaction was to take a half step back, frowning and asking:

"Why are you here?"

"We were drinking tea and waiting for you in the dance studio. When we saw that curfew was about to start, we just found a place to stay. We didn't expect that there would be chaos outside." Wuquan said with a serious expression.

"I flew into the air and saw you, Brother Qiye, heading towards the palace gate, so I rushed over to join you."

"Where's Yan Zhong?"

"When he saw the armor of the murderous soldiers, his face suddenly changed and he rushed out in a hurry. No one knew where he went."

Looking at Wu Quan who was stating his story calmly, Lin Qiye not only did not relax his vigilance, but instead began to look at him carefully.

From the information he had now, even the fakes replaced by smoke would think and act like real people, with almost no flaws, and it seemed that the Red Star could control the actions of the fakes by modifying their cognition.

The 30,000 troops outside were like this. Everything was normal during the day, but when the red star shone at night, they regarded ordinary people as monsters and killed their way into the city. Now their authenticity can be easily judged by their behavior, but Wuquan in front of him is different.

Wuquan was also once shrouded in colorful smoke. Although he has not shown any extreme behavior so far, this alone cannot rule out his suspicion.

In other words, unless he stabbed Wuquan's heart now and turned him into a corpse, it would be difficult to judge whether the young man in front of him was Wuquan or a creature that replaced him.

"Brother Qiye?" Wu Quan saw that Lin Qiye looked a little strange, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong with you?"

"What am I in your eyes?"

Hearing this question, Wu Quan's eyes were full of confusion. He was stunned for a while, and spoke uncertainly, "You are... um... Director Lin? Senior? Brother?"

"I mean, do you think I'm a human or a C-type creature?"

"Brother Nanaya, what are you talking about? How can you be a C-type creature? Isn't your fake already dead?"

Lin Qiye's expression relaxed a little, but he didn't completely let down his guard. He didn't know whether Chi Xing could manipulate the fake's cognition at will. What if Wu Quan's answer now was a disguise, or after a period of time, the fake Wu Quan's cognition would be modified?

"……nothing."

Lin Qiye pondered for a moment and said, "I'm going to go inside the palace. You can come with me."

"Okay." Wu Quan agreed without any hesitation.

Of course, it was impossible for Lin Qiye to kill Wu Quan directly. If he killed the fake, it would be fine, but if he killed the real Wu Quan... In short, Lin Qiye could not gamble with Wu Quan's life.

The best way now is to keep Wuquan by my side. If he is really a fake, as long as I reveal some flaws from time to time, he will not be able to resist and attack me sooner or later.