Chapter 464: Broken Wheel of Destiny
The entangled vines dug into Yan Chengfan's palm tightly, and even if he let go of the dagger in his hand it would still be useless.
[Caught! ! ]
【Ahhhhhhhh, I guess I can't escape this time! 】
[Shit! Xiao Baiwan is still trapped in the isolated space? How did he find out?!]
[I don't know, maybe there are some other props. ]
[No matter what, as long as we catch it, it's fine! Burn the mimic to death! ]
[Mimetic, die! ! ]
The live broadcast room was boiling with excitement.
Before this, no one had thought that after the death of the highest-ranking fighter who had gained fame through krypton gold, the remaining people would actually be able to capture Yan Chengfan.
But at this moment, for most human players who were eagerly looking forward to victory, it didn’t matter whether it was Dou Hongshan who fell below the Endless Road or Yu Xiu who had his heart pierced.
As long as we catch Yan Chengfan, victory will be at our fingertips!
But a small number of people were also worried.
Jiang Huaique, who was watching the live broadcast in the safe house, didn't dare to blink. He stared at Yu Xiu's dazed expression, who had not yet come to his senses. The chestnut-haired boy was stunned for a few seconds before turning his head with difficulty. His confused eyes kept scanning the place where the hurricane passed, as if he was still thinking about using his skills to bring back his teammates who were swept away.
However, Dou Hongshan's figure had disappeared without a trace, leaving only traces of blood along the way, indicating that this storm was not simple.
Teammates were either injured or killed.
Jiang Huai Que could barely hold the phone.
Finally, his gaze fell on Xu Zhiyan again.
"……what to do."
Only those killed by Xu Zhiyan can return to the morgue. Now Xu Zhiyan is still trapped in that empty space. What will happen to Yu Xiu?
Everything in the copy changes rapidly.
Yan Chengfan stared at the vine that pierced the back of his hand for a moment, then he laughed and turned to look at Xu Zhiyan.
"It's not enough to just realize that something is wrong. It takes time to escape from the virtual space." Even if the other party broke through the space at the fastest speed, it would be too late to save Yu Xiu.
He will die in ten seconds. By the time Xu Zhiyan unlocks the skill, Yu Xiu will have already died ten times.
As long as the attacking party's power core is destroyed, the game can end early. Thinking of this, Yan Chengfan's heart, which was shocked by the sudden attack, fell back into his stomach. Even when he looked at the attack that Dou Hongshan buried before his death, his expression eased a lot.
“It’s a bit tricky indeed.”
On the pierced palm, the brown vines split into several branches, and under the flesh, these uninvited guests were slowly drilling into his blood vessels. Yan Chengfan sensed the powerful vitality emanating from Yu Xiu's shoulder, and when he wanted to use his spatial skills to cut off the shackles that were bothering him, he discovered that these tough vines that looked like dead vines were actually connected to him!
“…Wait, what is this?”
He cried out in surprise.
This is not just a simple confinement skill!
Rather than saying it was a confinement, it was more like a companion carrier. Yan Chengfan could vaguely sense that his life was combining with the vines. He tried to recall for a few seconds, and finally had the answer in his mind.
[Skill name: Seed of Resurrection]
[Consumption: 99% of current mental power]
[Skill Details: A seed with infinite vitality that can carry or connect anything, including life.]
[Note: Top-level skill of the nature system. If the player chooses to use the seed to carry his own life, when the main body is dying, the body will fall into a dead state, and the consciousness will automatically become a seed, waiting for the next resurrection; if the player chooses to connect to other things, then the seed and the connected body will become a companion relationship, and once fully implanted, it cannot be separated. ]
"You actually used the thing that can save your life to trap me?"
His voice became much higher, as if he couldn't believe it, but when he thought that Yu Xiu was about to die, he reluctantly felt relieved.
At this moment, a bad feeling came over Yan Chengfan.
In the distance, a black-haired young man with lifeless eyes lowered his head and muttered something.
"6...5...4..."
Xu Zhiyan whispered the numbers and listened to the strange voice in his mind.
[The target's health is detected to be decreasing rapidly.]
[52%——44%—]
[37%—36%—]
[When the target's health is less than 10%, the Burning Embers skill will be automatically triggered. Please ensure that you have enough mental strength to activate it.]
When entering the dungeon, Xu Zhiyan distributed stone pendant props to his teammates.
The pendant with a faint warmth is not a complete decoration, nor is it the semi-finished product he mentioned before. Since its characteristics were awakened too late, the props that were rushed out are a bit sloppy, but its performance is very precise.
In Xu Zhiyan's palm, another item for replenishing spiritual power shattered.
The blood vessels in his forehead were throbbing and he felt a little dizzy. The human body has its limits after all. The disadvantages of repeatedly replenishing mental strength became apparent after the high-intensity battles, and his brain felt like it was being pricked by needles.
A new mental power recovery item appears in your hand.
Xu Zhiyan ignored the danger signals from his body and continued to replenish his mental strength at ten times the consumption.
In a trance, he remembered that when he got the pendant item, Asa once asked him why he did not choose to make a weapon suitable for the Burning Embers in the limited tight time to maximize the characteristic attack, but instead prioritized the lives of his teammates.
'It's part of the deal.'
'They put their trust in me, they do things for me, and I protect their lives, and that's reasonable.'
That seemed to be his answer at that time.
It is in line with his life values and a perfect equal exchange.
But at this moment, Xu Zhiyan felt as if he had a new answer.
"…Because I don't want them to die."
No reason, no need for additional reasons, nothing to do with the transaction.
He didn't want his friends to die.
That's all.
[Alert! Target health detected to be below 10%!]
[Skill Burning, used successfully!]
The mental strength that had just been almost replenished was drained away in an instant. Xu Zhiyan didn't care about the shadow of Yan Chengfan who was still lingering beside him. He staggered a few steps and almost fell down. The huge mental pain made him soaked in sweat, as if he was fished out of the water.
The disadvantage of rush-made tools is that they consume too much energy.
But the advantage is that Xu Zhiyan does not need to actively look for the target object to trigger it. No matter how far away the target object is, as long as it carries props, it can automatically trigger the incineration.
The surrounding space fluctuated for a moment.
In a place that Xu Zhiyan could not see, the brilliant golden flame accurately swallowed up Yu Xiu, whose life was about to come to an end.
Yan Chengfan, who was trapped by the Seed of Resurrection, also made a decision at the first moment.
A white light flashed in the air, and in an instant Yan Chengfan's entire right arm, including his shoulder, were isolated outside the dislocated space.
He cut off his own body to separate himself from the seeds of resurrection that had spread into his blood vessels. Blood gushed out of the wound, and on the remaining cross-section of the body in the firelight, vines stained red with blood could be seen.
Although he escaped death, he was inevitably seriously injured.
The flames isolated in another space rolled and roared like life, trying to touch Yan Chengfan, but in the end they were blocked in another space and could not move forward an inch.
The safe house was in chaos. The monsters began to work again in a panic under the control of the system, welcoming the new guests of the morgue.
In the live broadcast room, everyone's hearts almost stopped beating because of the repeated reversals.
【Ahhhh why did he run away!!】
[Don't panic! He can't recover from a serious injury, and the bleeding alone is enough for him. ]
[Although it didn't kill him in one blow, it was indeed effective. ]
[But how can we win...]
[Wait! Yu Xiu is dead! How can we win without the power core? ]
[Fuck! That's right! Why did Xu Yan and Yan Chengfan both attack Yu Xiu first? Isn't it because he holds the power core?]
[But Yu Xiu's perspective went dark, and the game wasn't over yet.]
[Is it possible that the power core was transferred before...]
The same question came to everyone's mind.
Yan Chengfan stared at the burning flames until the flames went out and Yu Xiu completely turned into a handful of ashes. Even his dagger disappeared without a trace in the burning ashes.
【Countdown: 3:17:21】
The game didn't stop.
The timer was still ticking, and the seconds jumped visibly from 21 to 20.
Frowning, Yan Chengfan ignored the wound on his side and looked around.
The only person left on the field was the pale-faced Xu Zhiyan. Apart from him, there was no other human figure. Moreover, the young man was in a very bad condition. He couldn't even break through the false space he had set up earlier. He just stood there in a daze.
Seeing this, Yan Chengfan simply took the initiative to unlock his skills and appeared in front of Xu Zhiyan.
Who would have thought that without anyone else's help, just the fluctuation in spatial pressure caused by the shattering of the false space was enough to make Xu Zhiyan's already tense nerves even worse.
Feeling a dull pain in the bottom of his eyes, everything in front of him was dyed pink, even Yan Chengfan's figure became much more blurred. Xu Zhiyan was stunned for a moment, blinked, and raised his hand to touch his eyes.
It was blood, the deep red color dyed the pale fingertips red.
Even though he had suffered irreparable injuries before and the bloody smell around him had never disappeared, he was still stunned for a few seconds when he touched the new blood.
No wonder Asa kept emphasizing to him not to use props unless absolutely necessary.
Tsk, things that are rushed do have a lot of loopholes.
Recalling the experience of having his entire mental power drained just now, he suspected that he only had a fraction of his mental power left at that time.
The twitching and shaking fingertips could barely hold the new spiritual power replenishment tool.
Suddenly, a hand fell on the top of my head.
His scalp tightened and Xu Zhiyan was forced to look up and look directly at the white-haired man in front of him.
Yan Chengfan looked at it carefully for a long while, then sighed and uttered two words.
“How miserable.”
Xu Zhiyan looked really miserable at this moment. His face was so pale that it was transparent. He didn't know which blood vessels had burst, and blood and tears were flowing non-stop. His collar and chest were all covered with sticky blood. The wound on his calf was still bleeding, and the surrounding skin and flesh were a little pale. Even his hands with exoskeletons installed were shaking uncontrollably due to his arms. He looked really miserable.
Feeling his mental power recovering noticeably slowly, Xu Zhiyan wondered if there was something wrong with his sea of consciousness.
But he has always been stubborn, and after hearing what Yan Chengfan said, he couldn't help laughing.
"Compared to being miserable, you're not bad either."
His throat was a little sore, so Xu Zhiyan spoke slowly.
He is right.
Yan Chengfan is not much better.
His arm and right shoulder were missing, and his body, which was forbidden to be repaired by the mimic, had never suffered such serious injuries. The huge amount of bleeding dyed his white T-shirt red.
The fingers grasping the black hair tightened a little, and no emotion could be heard in Yan Chengfan's voice.
"The power core is in you?"
After saying that, without waiting for Xu Zhiyan to answer, he sneered and continued, "Boring."
Apart from Xu Zhiyan, the only one on the attacking side was Jin Sheng, who was trapped in the stone chessboard. Yan Chengfan found it a little funny. He didn't understand what Xu Zhiyan was insisting on.
"Are you expecting the dog owner to come out and save you?"
He didn't even have to check to know that the remaining player couldn't escape from the stone chessboard.
"Let go, it hurts a bit." Xu Zhiyan paused and did not give a direct answer. Instead, he patted the back of Yan Chengfan's hand that was holding his hair. His voice was a little vague, and it sounded like he had given in.
Yan Chengfan was stunned, but before he could react, his fingertips had already loosened.
...This damn power influence.
However, seeing Xu Zhiyan's embarrassed appearance, he did not attack again, but said lightly: "Your mental power is overdrawn, don't continue to replenish your mental power, your sea of consciousness can't hold on."
If you continue to use skills on the traumatized sea of consciousness, it will only accelerate its collapse.
After saying that, Yan Chengfan felt that this seemed not bad.
He doesn't have to do anything. He just needs to trap Xu Zhiyan here until the end of the copy. Then he will not be affected by the power and win the final victory.
Xu Zhiyan acted as if he didn't hear it and continued to replenish his mental strength.
"So you can't kill me, right?" There was a hint of laughter in his voice. "If you take his power, you will be affected by him."
No one knows the power of ghosts and gods better than Xu Zhiyan.
Before the mimic got the power, he had already found the ghosts and gods. Those powers would inevitably be marked, which was the price.
If Xu Zhiyan didn't know this clearly, he wouldn't be standing here defenseless.
"But I can watch you die." Yan Chengfan replied.
"You can't summon ghosts or gods. You've played all your cards. You have no chance of winning."
This was not a gentle answer. According to Xu Zhiyan's personality, it was normal for him to retort, but he was not angry at all. Instead, he talked about new topics with great interest.
"I've always wondered why other mimics would help you realize your ideal country at all costs... because of belief? It's very strange, do you have other ways to resurrect them?" Xu Zhiyan's expression looked relaxed, and only he knew what kind of pain he was enduring.
Yan Chengfan didn't expect Xu Zhiyan to ask this at this time.
He felt like he had overlooked something.
But when he met the young man's beautiful eyes, he finally spoke hesitantly: "The main system is out. If I use a method that does not break the rules, I will restart the wheel of fate after I completely get the authority."
Create new mimics.
No, or rather, create a new race.
The plundering and invasion will never stop.
The only difference is that they will use the real world and games as a basis, become more advanced predators, and control their own destiny.
Although Yan Chengfan didn't say the whole thing, Xu Zhiyan had already understood what he meant. Since he could create a mimic, then if he was resurrected...
Without pausing, Xu Zhiyan endured the pain in his head and opened his mouth to say something else.
The next second, Yan Chengfan's expression suddenly changed.
As if he sensed something, he suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction of the Wheel of Fortune.
"Are you stalling for time?"
The man's voice was mixed with anger.
At the end of the endless road, a suspended figure appeared under the broken wheel of fortune.
It’s Dou Hongshan and Xiaoyi!
The person who rolled under the bridge did not die. The golden retriever who had been hiding in the hood played a role at the critical moment. It appeared before Dou Hongshan was completely torn to pieces, bit the collar of the woman whose half body was cut off by the void, and flew hard in the gap between the turbulence and the bridge, and finally reached the end of the endless road and flew above the Wheel of Fortune!
"You guessed wrong."
"The power core is not in me."
Xu Zhiyan chuckled and answered the question that Yan Chengfan had just asked.
"Do you want to guess, how many cards do I still have if I can't summon ghosts and gods?" The Mimic was on high alert against ghosts and gods. He would not be stupid enough to simply depend on them for victory or defeat.
"This friend who is number one on the list."
"Don't underestimate the small fish."
Xu Zhiyan's weak laughter could not conceal the arrogance and pride within it.
If one plan fails, he has another one. It doesn’t matter if it fails again. As long as his teammates are still there and as long as they don’t give up, there are countless possibilities.
When Yu Xiu was seriously injured, two injury alerts sounded.
When Xu Zhiyan noticed that Dou Hongshan's health value had stabilized at around 30%, he knew that the other party had not been sucked into the turbulence of the void, and they had succeeded!
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