“Ghost—Ghost!!”
The crowd behind the door screamed, and the train attendants turned pale and stepped back in fear.
Shi Yu stood in front of the window with a piece of paper between his fingers.
"Yuanji."
The cold deathly aura around the undead suddenly expanded a thousand times, and it pounced madly towards Jiang Ze on the ground.
The train attendants who were surrounding him all dispersed. Ji Congyang was dragged by his companions to avoid being affected. They stared in amazement: "What is this?"
Tan Wang's heart was beating fast: "Among the ninety-nine gods in charge of the temple, the seventy-second one is the god of death. If I remember correctly, his name should be Yuan Ji."
Ji Congyang: "...what did you say?"
Qiao Yan understood instantly.
This is a summoning item.
He had also learned about Shangjiutian and knew that there was a guild called the Temple in Shangjiutian that had always been the leader among the groups organized by players. Most people thought it was just luck, but all the players who knew about it knew that the reason why the Temple had always been the number one and constantly attracted new members was because there was another "Temple" behind it.
A supreme "temple" that comes from outside the divine realm but can directly intervene in the divine realm.
The system was created by them, the administrators were selected by them, and even the countless types of props were made by them. They made them and then sold them to players to help them struggle to survive in the divine domain.
Summoning items were naturally also sold in the system mall, but items of this quality that could directly communicate with the "temple" and borrow the power of the legendary gods were absolutely in short supply.
After a little thought, Qiao Yan realized that this might have been opened from a treasure chest that Shi Yu had obtained in the past few games, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Probably no need to worry now.
[Oh my god, this is the Motomatsuri, right? Is this really the Motomatsuri? ? ]
[I've heard that advanced summoning items can summon the ninety-nine gods, but I didn't expect it to be true. I can actually see this by paying money?]
[There are no longer ninety-nine gods in charge, at most ninety-eight... But even if only a wisp of residual power of the god in charge is summoned, it is enough to influence the outcome of the battle.]
[No wonder he was not afraid of death before. He approached others with guns. It turned out that he wanted to kill them with one shot. He dared to be so reckless in the game. He really deserved that he could play until now. ]
Jiang Ze on the other side finally saw the full appearance of the black-robed undead, but the curved scythe of the god of death was already approaching.
There was a loud bang.
Jiang Ze quickly dodged, but was knocked away by the deathly energy that was blowing in his direction.
The sickle cut through the seat and hit the floor of the carriage. The sharp part scraped the metal floor, leaving deep white marks.
The train was accelerating so uncontrollably because it was being controlled by a ghost behind it. The ghost had gone to so much trouble to hijack the train, it would certainly not allow others to destroy it so easily.
If it weren't for the God of Death, it might not have been possible to cut such a big wound.
Jiang Ze wiped the corner of his lips with his fingertips and suddenly laughed: "Are you really going to use this thing against me?"
There wasn't much panic in his tone.
Shi Yu ignored him and raised the cards in his hand.
The undead received his order, raised the scythe and chopped down again. The deathly streak fell like a meteor. When it hit the person, the originally powerful impact force suddenly slowed down and then gradually dissipated.
Suddenly, a formation appeared under Jiang Ze. Blue light gathered like a stream and in the blink of an eye, it engulfed Shi Yu and himself.
A powerful force rushed up into the sky from the center of the formation. The beam of light, so blinding that it almost blinded people, carried away the remnants of the enemy, and then suddenly overturned forward, sweeping over.
Shi Yu's body suddenly froze, and the next moment, the overwhelming beam of light had already arrived in front of him and hit him directly in the chest.
His back hit the barrier of the formation, and the muzzle of the bullet that pierced his body was torn apart in an instant, and blood dripped down.
[What the hell? ]
[What kind of prop is this? Has anyone seen Jiang Ze use it before? ]
[What kind of prop is this? This is fucking status suppression! Didn’t you see the words written on the formation? Nobles, passengers, poor people, this is the suppression effect of the high-ranking against the low-ranking in the world plane of this game! ! ]
[Really, it’s a bit outrageous. ]
[I just want to know if anyone has remembered what Shi Yu said before that nobles may have a "benefit bonus" for the poor? ? ]
Ji Congyang jumped up and was about to rush towards the barrier.
Duan Wenqing held a pitch-black Tibetan knife as long as a man's arm and pressed it against his neck: "Get lost."
Ji Congyang was almost mad: "You are the one who gets out of here!!"
Another member of the temple simply pressed his palm down, and a huge metal cage dropped from the sky: "Don't meddle in the affairs of our temple."
Shi Yu also saw the words of the formation on the ground.
He had indeed mentioned to Tan Wang before that when two people of different identities face each other, one side may have a natural advantage. That is based on the balance between the two sides and the logic of the development of events in the game. Otherwise, if there is only an identity title to indicate the identity, then all the low-ranking people in this game world would have rebelled long ago.
Jiang Ze stood up, holding a dark blue stick in his hand. The stick had layers of complex patterns and glowing patterns, and he smashed it down suddenly.
The suppression of the identity formation comes from bones and blood rather than external force, so there is no point in even struggling.
Shi Yu was oppressed by the formation and could not move at all. He took the blow head-on. The barrier behind him stopped his body from falling backwards again. His hand supported himself on the ground, leaving a trail of blood.
"Do you know why you can't break free?" Jiang Ze walked closer and closer. The blue barrier shrank smaller and smaller, imprisoning the man with nowhere to escape. He slowly raised his long stick and said, "Since you are born to be a mean person, don't even think about resisting."
"...You are not born with a noble life."
Shi Yu knelt on the ground, his clothes soaked with blood and trembling, and said weakly: "Those four tickets are not actually yours."
【? ? ! 】
[What the hell? ? ]
Jiang paused reflexively.
In this moment of stagnation, Shi Yu suddenly raised his hand and threw the card in his hand out.
Jiang Ze reacted instantly and raised his long stick at the same time.
The card swished through the vibrating air and slammed into the beam of light. The hard paper was corroded and then cracked inch by inch.
The undead in black robe suddenly broke free from his restraints and swung his sickle with all his might.
There was a strong wind in the carriage, the undead began to shatter, the long sticks also shattered, and the formation and barrier under the feet also cracked at the same time.
Both sides were in the center and were blown away by the powerful impact.
A trail of blood rolled down the middle of the carriage.
Shi Yu coughed violently, the smell of blood in his throat roughly scratched his respiratory tract, his white collar was stained with blood, his hands were covered in blood, and his body was also covered in blood.
[This is too cruel. ]
【Ahhh, behind! ! 】
Ji Congyang used his hands and feet to grab the iron cage bars, his feet didn't even touch the ground, and he wanted to squeeze his head out of the gap: "He's not dead yet, he's coming towards you!!"
Shi Yu heard it, but didn't have the strength to stand up, so he tried his best to cover his hand with the bracelet.
At this moment, a shadow fell before my eyes.
Jiang Ze's blood looked no less than his, but it was a pity that the blood from those horrific wounds had almost stopped bleeding in such a short while. He still smiled and asked, "Anything else?"
As soon as Shi Yu closed his eyes, the blood on his eyelashes began to fall down with trembling.
Jiang Ze didn't move forward again, but suddenly raised his hand.
The next moment, everyone saw that the glass window that he had shot through with his bullet had been flooded with violent storms. The raindrops gathered into a stream, like a flexible fish swimming around, and they swam around his hand, and he held it in his palm like a long whip.
[Is this using supernatural powers? But it has come to this point, is it necessary to use such a killing move? Isn't it said that this kind of props involving the rules of the world plane cannot be used casually? 】
[I didn't feel it at ordinary times, but now when they face each other, the difference in quality caused by the length of time they have been in the divine realm is really obvious in an instant. They are both in the center of the explosion, but now one can still run and jump while the other probably doesn't even have the strength to move.]
[It’s over, it’s over, he’s really going to die this time, help me, I can’t bear to watch this anymore!!!]
More and more rain gathered, the color of the long whip became darker and darker, and the waves were layered like the ebb and flow of the tide.
Shi Yu felt a chill in his palm.
It's a mirror.
The entire carriage was filled with rain water.
Jiang Ze stepped on the ripples and swung the long rain whip in his hand violently.
"boom--"
The air suddenly exploded, and the long whip suddenly cracked the bottom of the carriage, leaving a deep groove.
Shi Yu supported himself on the ground and turned over to avoid the whip, but the remaining force still fell on his hand, leaving a long and narrow cut from his elbow to his wrist. Blood flowed down his arm and instantly soaked the lens in the palm of his hand.
[Item name: Mirror Twins]
[This item is time-limited and consumable, please choose the object to use]
【Selected object】
Jiang Ze held the whip and whipped it down again.
The wind and rain were howling behind him, and a whip wind even more fierce than before came again.
This time, the people on the ground were no longer able to hide.
...and didn't hide anymore.
At the moment when the rain whip was about to fall on his skin, he suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the incoming whip.
[The prop has taken effect]
[The Twin Mirror will reflect the opposite side of the user's nature, causing the user's temperament to change drastically (Note: 1. Since this item is used for the spirit, the effect after use will be completely determined by the user, such as a warrior becoming a coward, a liar becoming a trustworthy person, a treacherous and evil person learning to sacrifice themselves for others, and a pure and kind person will do anything evil from then on; 2. The duration of the item's effect depends on the user's personal physical fitness, and can be as short as a few minutes or as long as years; 3. People with strong mental strength can actively control themselves and forcibly break away from the item's control)]
Jiang Ze was slightly stunned, frowned subconsciously, and wanted to pull the whip back.
The things formed by the rain naturally have no fixed shape, but can change completely according to his wishes. Whether it is a long whip or water is just a matter of his thoughts.
But when he tried, he was shocked to find that he couldn't do it.
The rain whip seemed to be completely fixed in shape and solidified. No matter how hard he tried, he could not melt it into water, nor could he retract it even a little bit.
Shi Yu closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was a sudden flash of surprise in his eyes, which had been calm till then. It almost made one feel that he had become a different person in that instant.
He pulled the rain whip over with his backhand.
Tan Wang stood in the cage and looked at him. Inexplicably, he recalled his state after Chi Feng forced him to drink the bottle of medicine.
The long whip turned into a stream of water again in the air. He raised his hand slightly, and the scattered rain gathered in the palm of his hand, and then suddenly shot out like a stray bullet.
Jiang was caught off guard, and the flesh on his palms was instantly torn apart. His eyebrows and forehead felt cold, and then hot.
That was because the skin was scratched by the splashing water droplets.
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