Luo Zheyu's body shook and became bigger.
The ants that were rushing over paused, waggled their antennae, and continued to rush over.
However, Luo Zheyu grew bigger again.
From the size of sesame seeds to the size of mung beans.
One ant retreated and went back to the main force for help.
By the time a group of ants surrounded him, Luo Zheyu had turned into a giant ant, the size of a kitten.
The large group of ants that had surrounded them quietly retreated, pretended nothing had happened, returned to the team, picked up the "gift", and continued moving.
I never thought that one day I would bully the weak ants like this.
Luo Zheyu, you have fallen.
He condemned himself in his heart.
Behind him, the rest of the people looked up, staring at Luo Zheyu's ever-growing figure with confused eyes, looking dazed.
It’s a foul. We are all ants, why can he cheat?
Luo Zheyu was planning to grow a little bigger and try out the new technique of enlarging and shrinking the object to see how many times bigger it could be. At this time, a strange yet familiar force quietly appeared and interrupted his action.
Following the thin grey thread of bad luck that was entangled in the void, he approached Luo Zheyu.
I say familiar because this breath is somewhat similar to the negative emotions that were previously absorbed away.
Finally found it.
This is the other party's territory, so it is expected that the other party can find him first.
He was preparing to take action to block the attack, but unexpectedly, the power coming along the gray thread of bad luck circled around him, as if exploring something uncertainly, and then... suddenly turned around and retreated.
The owner of the power is rapidly taking it back.
Using a clay figurine as a body allows one to blend in with the crowd and avoid ordinary "eyes", but there is no way to block the other party's deliberate detection.
As an extraditionist, Luo Zheyu inevitably carries some of the unique aura of the Styx space, so it is not surprising that he can be detected by the other party.
But it's not that easy to run away.
Luo Zheyu's soul struggled slightly and broke away from the body of the giant ant. He clenched his right hand and a huge black sickle with silver-white flames quickly appeared in his hand.
The silver-white flame burned in the wind, growing brighter and making a crackling sound.
Looking back, far away on the ground, a group of tiny black dots were hiding in the green grass. The heads of the tiny ants were raised and looking at him blankly.
He stretched out his left hand and took down the quiet and well-behaved brown bear that had been hanging on the handle of the sickle.
Look at its little round red eyes.
"Take care of them and don't let them die."
Luo Zheyu said.
The fluffy little brown bear didn't move at all and didn't react at all.
"If you keep pretending to be dead, I'll throw you away."
This guy hasn't moved since he gained intelligence, except for the time he opened his mouth and bit the little Taoist priest's finger.
Addicted to pretending to be dead.
I pressed the little brown bear's belly with my fingers. It was soft and elastic.
A cylindrical brown bear paw stretched out from the side and pressed down the fingers that Luo Zheyu was pressing on his belly.
The little brown bear nodded, struggled to crawl out of Luo Zheyu's hands, stood awkwardly on his hands with its limbs sticking out, glanced at him with its dark red eyes, turned over and jumped back.
Towards the direction of the group of small black dots on the grass.
Luo Zheyu's soul turned into a stream of light, and with a light wave of his sickle, a ball of silver-white flame quickly shot out, chasing after the fleeing force with him one after the other.
At the same time, the silver boat in the Styx space kept moving, looking for the opponent's exact location.
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“Crash…crash…”
The sky composed of light red and yellow colors and the mirror-like water surface complement each other. The silver boat rushes across the river, turning left and right, moving forward and backward, making figures of eight and circles, tossing left and right, and it is almost going up to the sky.
There were many ropes tied on the boat, and at every other end of the ropes, there was a human-shaped figure hanging on them, like wild fruits on a dense vine, one bunch after another, swinging wildly in the water as the silver boat swayed and turned.
"……I am seasick."
"I'm water-sick!"
"Cough, cough, cough! This water... is so spicy!"
“So sweet!”
"Gululu... burp, it tastes good."
"Ahhh please stop wandering around, help me I can't hold on any longer!"
"Brother! Hold on! The ship's movements are becoming more frequent. This is a sign that the criminal is about to be found! As long as we hold on, we can follow the two masters, Black and White Impermanence, in the future!"
"Yes, yes, hold on and don't let go. Follow the two masters, Black and White Impermanence, and you can go on business trips to the mortal world frequently! Do you want to? Do you want to?"
"Yes! But my stomach is churning. I want to..."
"Shut up, you up there!"
“…”
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The young man with ordinary face frowned, sweat broke out on his forehead, and he controlled the mental power and strength that had been extended out and quickly withdrew them.
He suddenly opened his eyes, and a look of panic and ferocity appeared in them at the same time.
In this small space, the aura of the underworld actually appeared.
The people from the underworld found the entrance to the space and sneaked in.
And he was completely unaware of it. If it weren't for this investigation, he would probably have realized that he was being targeted by people from the underworld only when his lair was discovered.
With his current strength, he is not able to openly compete with the underworld, and his hiding place must not be discovered by the underworld!
"Quick! Forcefully close the 1**32 small space!"
He ordered urgently.
"My lord, small space 1**32 cannot be forcibly closed." A cold and hoarse voice echoed around, making it impossible to tell where the voice came from.
"Do you really want to go against me? Believe it or not, I will destroy you now!" The young man was furious, and an object appeared out of thin air in his hand, floating three centimeters above his palm.
It was an irregular polyhedron, each side was very smooth, silvery white, and dim. If you stare at one of the shiny sides carefully, you will find moving images on the shiny side. Some of these images were high-rise buildings, some were wilderness grasslands, and some were scenes like hell...
"There are eighteen living silkworms in the 1**32 small space. The space cannot be closed by force. If you insist on closing the space by force, all spaces will collapse."
The cold and hoarse voice was neither hurried nor slow, without any emotion, and was not threatened by him at all.
"Move! Move! Damn it, you did it on purpose!"
The young man pinched the silver-white polyhedron in his hand and exerted force with his fingers.
The silvery-white polyhedron creaked when it was squeezed, but it was not damaged at all.
"You are stalling for time on purpose! We are all in this together. How can this benefit you?!"
"My Lord, the Thousand Faces Mirror was made by a powerful person in the Demon Realm tens of millions of years ago. Even though the spiritual energy is withering and the Demon Realm no longer exists, the Thousand Faces Mirror is severely damaged and can only open up tiny amounts of energy. However, it is not something you can easily damage."
The cold and hoarse voice paused and continued.
"Your glory is my glory, your loss is my loss."
He is the spirit of the Wanmian Mirror. In the eyes of the young man, he is a tool controlled in his hands.
But in the eyes of the Thousand-Sided Mirror Spirit, the young man was just an ant, one of the millions of ants he had used in his long life.
Now, young people have lost their usefulness.
Originally thought to be a cruel and ruthless person, he turned out to be just arrogant and willful. In the past ten years or so, he only dared to play guerrilla warfare with the underworld, hiding and constructing the world very slowly, wasting his magical weapon in vain.
As Luo Zheyu caught up, he heard the young man's furious roar.
This place is so easy to find, and it's completely unguarded, like an open door to welcome you.
He showed up, the huge black sickle in his hand turned slightly, and silver-white flames flew everywhere. He said rather embarrassedly:
"It seems I came at a very bad time."
The young man didn't expect Luo Zheyu to catch up so quickly, but when he saw that Luo Zheyu was alone, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
This is the interior created by the Thousand-Faced Mirror. It is in reality, yet separated from it. Coupled with the concealment of the Thousand-Faced Mirror itself, the underworld has never been able to find this place.
If you go out from here, without the concealment ability of the omnidirectional mirror, you will soon be discovered by the underworld.
Moreover, the Thousand Faced Mirror had already begun to think of betraying him. Although he could not directly confront him because of the relationship of recognizing his master, if he left the Thousand Faced Mirror at this time, he would probably not be able to come in again.
The only way now is to drive Luo Zheyu out, or kill him, and then move the Manifold Mirror.
The young man stared at Luo Zheyu fiercely, gritting his teeth, and was about to say something, or say something harsh, but unexpectedly Luo Zheyu said before he could open his mouth:
"It's been tiring looking for you, so I won't waste my time talking to you."
The voice was as clear as spring water, but the words made the young man's anger suddenly rise.
Unspeakably angry.
"Ghost slave, tear this ant to pieces!" the young man shouted hatefully.
From the silver-white multi-faceted mirror in his hand, dark shadows with deep malice quickly emerged and gathered into a dense and overwhelming mass, overlapping layer upon layer, with fangs and claws bared, making an extremely terrifying appearance, and rushed towards Luo Zheyu.
These are ghosts.
The kind of ghosts you encounter in movies.
They were once extremely lively people, but now they are confused and full of malice. They only want to destroy all living people and follow the orders of the young man.
Luo Zheyu stood where he was, neither dodging nor avoiding, looking at him expressionlessly.
This young man was actually a living human being, not the ghost he had originally thought.
Just beat him to death.
"Ghost."
He uttered two words softly.
In the space of the Styx, the silver boat shook, and several ropes tied to the hull fell off one after another. A string of ghost officials were caught off guard, screaming, and sank into the river.
In the middle of the river, a scroll slowly unfolded, ignoring the surrounding water flow and catching the three thousand falling ghosts.
"ah--"
“Woo——”
“Ah——”
Like dumplings falling from the sky, the ghost officials fell one after another from mid-air, screaming, and hit the ground and their companions, piling up into a small hill.
In less than a minute, all three thousand ghost-style dumplings were put down.
Fortunately, we are not living people, so it doesn’t matter what happens.
Otherwise, if they continued to appear in this way, most of their troops would be lost before the battle even started.
The young man opened his eyes wide in surprise and was stunned.
Look up at the place where the ghost was thrown from the air.
His eyes instantly turned gloomy.
I thought I had encountered a lone fool who could be easily defeated, but it turned out that he was a man who gave me three thousand.
With so many ghost messengers, no matter how arrogant the young man is, he cannot guarantee that he can kill them all.
Among the thirty-six strategies, running away is the best one.
As long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood.
Those who bully and humiliate me today will be repaid a hundredfold tomorrow!
While he was frantically explaining himself in his mind, the young man's expression became more arrogant and his eyes became more resentful.
He poured his power into the Thousand-faced Mirror, and more ghosts emerged from it. Before the previous wave arrived, the next wave had already overwhelmingly rushed towards the three thousand ghost officials and Luo Zheyu.
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