In fact, it may be the best choice to face one's own undead separately. Of course, it is also a selfish choice.

At this time, you not only hope that you can win this battle with yourself, you must also hope that other people, preferably, can win.

Otherwise, even if you kill your own undead, you still have to face the attacks of other people's undead. At that time, how much strength do you have left? By then, how many injuries have you suffered? Are you still overwhelmed?

Everything, that's true, only God knows.

However, when five people in this loose small group have chosen to fight their own way, the result has been decided and cannot be changed.

These four people, together, just had a meal together, and the meal was not formal at all. It can only be said that they sat together and ate some snacks and drank some drinks, that's all.

Therefore, there is no such level division of who leads who and who obeys. There are teams because of common interests, and the separation of a team is also because of changes and separation of interests. This is not just because of common battles. The formed clan is just a short-lived small group that naturally appears for the purpose of subconsciously getting closer.

Everyone else, including Zhang Zilin, also left the office building, so there is no need for Zhao Zhu to leave. He walked into the principal's office and sat cross-legged on the carpet. Everyone else had left, so he could just continue to rest for a while. Since the group leader The prompt said that his undead will come to him first. I will kill myself first, then I will just wait.

There is a mirror in the principal's office. This mirror is very big. It should have been given by an alumni of a certain school, because there is still a withdrawal in the lower right corner, but the font is a bit flamboyant. Zhao Zhu can't see it clearly, but if you think about it, it can be called a school school alumni. He should also be a person who can live well in the society after graduation, an ordinary graduate. But they are not qualified to be called alumni by the school.

Zhao Zhu was sitting on the ground, and Zhao Zhu's face was reflected in the mirror at this time. Zhao Zhu's clothes are not clean, and there are still many places torn. There are even some water droplets on his face, which are left over from washing his face in the bathroom before, and Zhao Zhu wants that coolness to stay on his face for a while longer. , let yourself feel a little longer.

For some reason, Zhao Zhu looked at himself in the mirror and smiled. Zhao Zhu didn't understand why he laughed, he just wanted to laugh. Looking at myself in the mirror, I suddenly wanted to laugh.

Zhao Zhu in the mirror, after a few seconds, also smiled, not knowing whether to follow Zhao Zhu or laugh at Zhao Zhu.

Zhao Zhu is smiling. Zhao Zhu in the mirror is also smiling, and both Zhao Zhu are smiling. I don't seem to know, laughing, what is it, I don't seem to know, what is the self in the mirror and outside the mirror.

Smiling, Zhao Zhu in the mirror stood up, while Zhao Zhu was still sitting, looking at himself in the mirror, doing things he shouldn't have done.

Everything seems strange, but from Zhao Zhu's performance, it is so natural.

A ripple appeared on the mirror surface. Among the ripples, a hand stretched out. Then, there was a face, followed by the whole person. He walked out of the mirror, and it seemed like he emerged from the water. This person After walking out, he sat down in front of Zhao Zhu, he and Zhao Zhu... were exactly the same!

Its identity has already been revealed.

"Hello." Zhao Zhu said.

"Hello." The undead Zhao Zhu responded.

The two of them, both unhurried and unhurried, looked friendly, as if they were meeting old friends, but, in fact, the undercurrent was already surging, and the current calm could not be concealed, and they were about to decide between life and death. reality.

"What's the matter, is there a strange feeling?" Zhao Zhu asked, the necromancer. At the same time, as soon as he reached out, the thermos cup on the principal's desk flew into his hand, twisted the lid, and took a sip, "Shencha, serve Good old ginseng, this principal has a good taste, the same as your father's. I'm sorry, I don't like to be like other avatars. I don't like to talk about the main body as myself, because this can only explain the avatar's Cowardly and unconfident, since I am your clone, I should inherit some of your advantages."

"I just saw that there are contraceptive condoms below, but I want to ask this me, that is you... Do you like Durex or Jisbon." Zhao Zhu asked seemingly boringly, Slightly sarcastic, as if he was really discussing the topic of **** with another oneself.

"Well, you actually want to test me, do I have all your memories, don't I?" The necromancer Zhao Zhu asked back, "I can tell you now, I and you are exactly the same, what you have, I I also have the cards you have, and I also have your current injury, from start to finish, from top to bottom, we are all the same, more like the six-eared macaque and Monkey King."

"You haven't been enhanced by the group owner?"

"It's...not really."

"I can rest assured that."

"Oh, don't worry?"

"You haven't been unlocked by the group owner, so what threat is there to me?"

"Oh, why are you so confident?"

"Because... I am the main body." Zhao Zhu replied succinctly.

"Not necessarily, really, because I came from the mirror, so, although I am exactly the same as you, but I know you better than yourself, because I have been looking at you, watching you, thinking I'm following you." said the necromancer Zhao Zhu.

"Huh? Why didn't you say it before?" Zhao Zhu pointed to Zhao Zhu, the necromancer, "If you provide false information like this, it's uncomfortable to fight."

"This is not caused by the group master's golden finger, you are the body, so you have natural self-confidence, and although I am a undead, I can see through you and understand you better, so this is also my advantage, we, see It seems the same, but has different advantages. However, I think my advantages are greater. Therefore, the main body, today, I'm sorry, killing you is the meaning of my existence, and it is the mission that I can't refuse and don't want to refuse. "

"General missions cannot be achieved. For example, a party said back then that they would build a beautiful world where everyone is equal and there is no disparity between the rich and the poor. This is the mission given to them by history."

"Don't talk about it, we are not having a tea party, and we all know each other, we are ourselves, and there is nothing to chat and communicate, let's start, after you die, I will mourn for you, and then kill others. ” said the necromancer Zhao Zhu.

"This is also what I want to give you." Zhao Zhu stood up as he spoke.

Opposite, also stood up.

Two stacks of cards flew out from the pockets of the two Zhao Zhu in the same position, and suspended behind their respective masters.

Zhao Zhu's eyes narrowed slightly, all the cards attacked strongly, turned into hundreds of light currents, and slashed towards the undead Zhao Zhu with a strong murderous intention, but the undead Zhao Zhu did not choose a head-to-head counterattack, but instead The cards surrounded him in a layered and three-dimensional sense, blocking all the cards that Zhao Zhu attacked him~lightnovelpub.net~ More than 200 cards collided violently at this time, sparks splashing everywhere , the air gradually filled with a faint smoke, and the nearby tables, chairs and benches began to gradually disintegrate, and the walls began to fall off a little bit.

"Actually, it can be like this." The necromancer Zhao Zhu said, and then, among the hundreds of cards that were originally defending, thirteen cards turned defense into attack, and rushed towards Zhao from thirteen different angles. Cast, and even if these thirteen cards are missing, Zhao Zhu's card attack is still unable to drill the defense of the undead Zhao Zhu's card.

The reason for all this is that the necromancer Zhao Zhu knows himself better, so he knows, he understands, he knows how to block the card attack from Zhao Zhu with thirteen cards less, and then at a certain moment, Launch the sharpest and most deadly blow!

Yes, in the eyes of the necromancer Zhao Zhu, this blow is enough to decide the winner. Not every so-called seemingly even battle requires a protracted battle. Sometimes, in an instant, a round is required. The confrontation is enough to distinguish between the superior and the inferior, and even... the life and death.

Facing these thirteen cards coming at a high speed, Zhao Zhu's face showed a trace of panic, because even he himself did not expect that the cards could be calculated to such an extent to fight. Indeed, the opponent , know yourself better than yourself. (To be continued)