Chapter 223 Mirage
The lights are like dragons, spiraling up the mountain road, reflecting the entire mountain road like daylight.
The bustling crowd followed the flow of light and continued to surge towards the top of the mountain.
Chrollo stopped where he was, looking up at the top of the mountain that was lit by lights.
When the flip phone prompts that the target is still some distance away, he is basically certain that the target is on the top of the mountain.
As long as he can find it·——
Hime, then the energy he has devoted during this period will be worth it.
On the crowded mountain road, Chrollo slowly raised his hand and made a secret gesture.
When he put down his hand, several figures quietly appeared from the shadows and silently moved towards him.
These figures are none other than Paknotah, Kuhua, and March.
Chrollo glanced at his companions, and then followed the crowd to the top of the mountain.
This time.
Behind the mountaintop shrine.
A simple wooden building stands quietly.
The courtyard is full of greenery, among rockeries and flowing water, and the bamboo tubes make crisp sounds with the water flow.
The cobblestone path leads forward, and at the end is a paper door illuminated by candlelight.
The flickering candlelight casts two blurry figures on the plain white door paper, appearing and disappearing as the light and shadow sway.
In the room.
On the plain yellow tatami, Onmyoji Cangye and the Shikagakure-ryu ninja sat opposite each other.
There was an incomplete samurai sword lying between the two of them.
Happily one-third of the blade was broken, but bursts of thought energy were exuding from the blade, entwining like mist, and wisps of smoke-like breath could be vaguely seen flowing between the blade lines.
Different shadows
The Shikakure-ryu ninja named Shikahira slightly nodded, and his voice was a little heavy: "Senluo, who had been living abroad before, was found by our clan, but his mind has been erased. Now that Wanxiang has been found with great difficulty, although it is a broken blade, the core mind is still there——."
At this point, Lu Ping suddenly raised his head, his eyes as sharp as a knife, and asked: "Can it be done?"
Cang Ye did not answer immediately, but picked up Wanxiang.
His slender fingers stroked the broken part of the blade, and the cut there was as smooth as a mirror.
"It's still complete, that's enough."
"Very good."
Lu Ping's tight mouth relaxed a little unconsciously.
The entire Luyinliu has put in too much effort for this moment.
Now that he was only one step away from his goal, he felt an unspeakable excitement in his heart.
Cang Ye didn't care about Lu Ping's reaction and just asked: "Start now?"
"Yes."
Lu Ping suppressed the turbulent emotions in his heart.
Cangye nodded, and then slowly closed his eyes. The spermatozoa all over his body suddenly opened, and the majestic thought energy poured out of his body like a fountain.
Above his shoulders, the thought energy turned into two countercurrent waterfalls, continuously rushing upward, and then dissipated in the air.
This is a special ability that Cang Ye has cultivated.
The effect of the ability is to extract memory fragments related to "death".
If the medium of using the ability is the body, the key memory fragments that led to death can be extracted. At the same time, the extracted memory fragments can be used as the basic conditions to manifest a mirage that has independent thinking ability, but is not the consciousness of the deceased.
This shadow has the most basic communication and interaction capabilities.
In addition to being able to use it on the household, Huang Quanying can also use it on items with residual mental energy.
Its effect is to directly cut objects and leftover thoughts. After extracting the memory fragments associated with them, these memory fragments can be transplanted to others.
But this ability has some limitations and risks. Whether it is a household or an object with thoughts left behind, it is necessary to ensure the general shape, so as to meet the activation conditions of Huang Quanying's ability.
In addition,
Him Mirage has only been used "nineteen times" from the moment it was developed by Cang Ye.
Once the number of times has been used, this ability will become an ordinary means of eliminating thoughts.
And Cang Ye has to bear the risk of memory loss when using his abilities.
The moment he used his ability, the telepathy in Cang Ye surged like a tide. His right hand held the Broken Blade of All Things, and his left hand was wrapped in a ball of telepathy.
As the power of his mind overflowed, a shadow wearing a white robe and an evil ghost mask appeared out of thin air.
The hollow eyes on the mask glowed with a faint blue firelight.
Immediately afterwards, Cang Ye's left hand lightly pressed against the blade, and the shadow behind him also moved. A skinny palm with sharp nails stretched out to Fang Xiang's broken sword.
The next moment.
The shadow of the palm gradually solidified, and the blue-gray nails scratched the blade.
There was no sound of movement, but the thought energy that originally wrapped around the blade was like stripped silk, twisting into a luminous thread between the five fingers of the skinny hand.
The Wanxiang blade dimmed and lost the thought energy that had been attached to it for countless years.
After finishing cutting off the remaining thoughts, Cang Ye gently put everything down, turned to look at Lu Ping, and said calmly: "Entering Jue."
Hearing this, Lu Ping hesitated for a moment, but closed all the sperm holes in his body and entered the state of Jue.
Cang Ye stood up, came to Lu Ping, and placed his palm on Lu Ping's head.
And the skinny palm that extended from the shadow to hold the thoughts also made the same movement,
and immediately pressed the group of thoughts separated from Fang Xiang into Lu Ping's head.
Suddenly, Lu Ping's body trembled, and the closed sperm hole opened automatically unconsciously.
All of a sudden, a torrent of thoughts emerged from all over his body.
But at this moment, Lu Ping's eyes were wide open, but many memories appeared in the depths of his consciousness like springs.
The source of these memories is the holder of the Wanxiang Famous Sword.
Sword training on a snowy night, a blood-stained dojo, a shocking strike——·
Fragmented memory fragments flashed back on Lu Ping's retina like a revolving lantern, and were finally fixed in the light and shadow of the sword.
Relying on Cang Ye's underworld mirage ability, Lu Ping finally got his wish and obtained the power contained in his thoughts.
As long as he has the blessing of these memory fragments, he can absorb and master the sword skills and experiences of the holders of all kinds of famous swords during their lifetime.
After that, he can pass on these insights to other people in the Shikakure style.
"Okay, very good."
The glare of swords and swords in Lu Ping's eyes disappeared, and the corners of his mouth covered with twisting scars outlined an arc.
Seeing this, Cang Ye put away his abilities.
The shadow behind him suddenly shattered and turned into countless fragments of telekinesis that dissipated in the air.
"You can go."
Cang Ye sat on his knees with a cold expression.
He has fulfilled his promise and will not have anything to do with the people of Luyinliu in the future.
Hearing this, Lu Ping picked up the Wanxiang Broken Knife on the tatami, stood up without saying a word, and walked towards the door.
orbit.
He opened the paper door and turned his back to Cang Ye.
Even though it was a transaction, he still expressed his gratitude to Cang Ye.
Cang Ye didn't react at all.
Lu Ping then walked out of the room and came to the corridor.
He did not take the main entrance, but walked into the courtyard, intending to leave directly over the wall of the house.
Zheng!
A string of dazzling sparks erupted from the broken knife he raised upright without any warning, and the aftertaste of metallic vibration lingered in the night sky for a long time.
「Line?」
Lu Ping stared at the place where the sparks splashed, and a slender but hard line was vaguely visible.
Bang, bang, bang. At this moment, gunshots were heard nearby.
At this moment, thoughts as sharp as daggers flashed through Lu Ping's eyes, and a wisp of white-trained breath came out from both sides of his mouth.
The broken blade of the square elephant in his hand suddenly aroused bright thoughts.
week.
With the intention of the wielder of the Wanxiang Famous Sword that had just been collected, Lu Ping pressed the knife very quickly to cut off the thread of thought. Immediately, his eyes were like a knife, he stepped into the horse's stride, cut off the knife in his hand and slashed forward with the light of the knife.
In the moment, all six bullets fired at him were cut off by the light of the sword.
The chopped bullets sputtered against the cobblestones on the ground, making an ominous sound.
But among these ominous sounds, there was a slight ominous sound of flesh and blood being opened.
Lu Ping's face stiffened slightly, and a line of blood appeared inexplicably on his neck.
Behind him, Chrollo appeared out of thin air, holding a dagger in his left hand and an open black and red book in his right hand.
The next moment.
Lu Ping's neck splattered with a large amount of blood, and there was still some confusion in his eyes, before he fell to the ground as if he was losing strength.
Chloro was so interested in the thief that he walked along the path towards the house in front of him.
The figures of Pak Noda, Ma Qi, and Kuhua also appeared, crossing Lu Ping's body and following Chrollo.
The thoughts and shooting just now were done by Madge and Paknotah.
They used their respective abilities to sneak attack Lu Ping, making him inevitably get angry in response to the attack.
At this time, Chrollo only used the release teleportation ability that was sealed in the thief's mind, and easily cut Luping's neck with a dagger.
This is the most unreasonable thing about collaborative meta-war.
Because in the battle of telekinesis, if a telepathic person condenses most of his manifest energy in one place, the defense of other parts of the body will inevitably be in a weak state.
Even if you only use the "Condensation" technique on your eyes, it will have a major impact on the overall defense strength.
Hence, when cooperating with Yuan Zhan, it is easy to use the advantage of the number of eagles to divert the target's manifest energy. Then, as long as the target's weakest point is accurately hit, the battle can be ended in an instant.
Chrollo's teleportation ability allows him to easily fight in the house as long as he has a team with him.
After the deer level in the house, Chrollo stepped onto the wooden corridor and opened the paper door.
inside the room.
Cang Ye was already prepared, surrounded by surging thoughts, like an invisible flame burning.
His eyes glanced at Chrollo and his group of eagles outside the door, and his expression became solemn.
He didn't know these eagles, but just from the breath emanating from these eagles, he could feel a substantial sense of oppression.
That is the aura that only those who have truly stepped through the bloody sea of Toyama will have.
Every step is soaked in blood.
The road taken seems to be filled in with many households.
These people... are extremely dangerous!
Cang Ye's fingers tightened slightly, and his heart became full of energy.
Chrollo looked at the pale night in the room as if facing a formidable enemy.
Before taking action against Lu Ping, he had already mastered some information about the "object" in front of him through the short-distance mechanism of Love Dial.
After determining the target, the next thing to do is to meet the thief's desired activation conditions and seize the desired ability.
Chrollo had a thought, his mind surged in his hand, and Ling manifested the thief's ultimate intention.
The Bon Festival in Liuying Country lasted for three full days.
On the last day of the festival, several figures boarded the boats moored in the port and slowly sailed away with the rise and fall of the waves.
These figures are none other than Chrollo and his group of eagles who have successfully seized Cangye's abilities.
"Have Franklin and Peeling Levtyli not responded yet?"
At the bow of the ship, Chrollo was holding the Thief's Ultimate, and on the page he opened, there was a photo of Cang Ye.
Pike Noda stood behind him, her brows furrowed, her voice filled with solemnity and worry: "Well, it's been two days, could they have something happened?"
Chrollo remained silent, with some shadows appearing in his lowered eyes.
There has been no news for two days. This fact itself is like a dull knife, slowly but surely cutting away at a certain possibility.
Franklin and Peshalev may have encountered the same misfortunes as Feitan and Xia Ke.
But he did not respond to Pike Noda's expressed concern. Before everyone gathered to confirm, any guess was just a guess.
bang.
With a slight sound, the thief was eager to be attacked by Chrollo.
His eyes were cast to the distant sea level, but his thoughts were deeper than the waves.
If something unexpected happened to Franklin and Lev Lev, the enemy eagle in the dark would probably have the ability to track and locate, otherwise it would be impossible to find Franklin and the others so accurately.
The basis is that the Yiyi team has invested a lot of money in intelligence channels. If the other party uses intelligence channels to grasp their whereabouts, Dimo will probably leave clues.
After all, intelligence is always a two-way sword.
But during this period of time, no clues were found.
And the members of the team will not report each other's movements.
The Thief's Jiyuan Nian Qi in Chrollo's hands dissipated.
The ability called "Underworld Mirage" has been obtained. Now, just by using the ability on Feitan's body, you can master the identity and even the ability of the perpetrator.·
So thinking about these now has no real meaning.
At the same time.
The members of the brigade who had received the assembly order two days ago all headed to the assembly location.
Hisoka naturally received the order to assemble.
But he did not convey the news to Moreau immediately, but deliberately delayed it for two days.
Somewhere in the Eurubiian continent.
Morrow suddenly received information from Hisoka.
"Are we going to gather again——·We have to hurry up."
Looking at the information displayed on the phone screen, Morrow turned to the side and turned to Cote in the passenger seat.
"How far is it?"
"Very close."
Curt looked down at the trembling paper eagle of life.
And in this cut out outline of the paper figure, some features of Phinks can be vaguely seen.