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After a few short rounds of close combat, the phantom of the shadow slapped away the claws grabbed by Mari Kijima with one palm, and slapped her face with the other palm. Energy poured out from the palm of her hand, and exploded from her face with another bang.

The infected Kijima Mari didn't know how many times he was blown away, and rolled several times in a row in a panic. This time, she seemed to have finally found it difficult to bring up the strength to stand up, and she failed several times in a row.

A burly phantom walked towards her from a short distance, and Felix Grove's body stood behind.

"Well, the skin is thick enough." Shadow Digoo, "But it's almost time to end. Take it easy, I'll make this soon."

Speaking of which, Phantom twisted her knuckles, stretched her neck, and walked towards her slowly.

Mari Kijima finally seemed convinced that he had no ability to resist. She reluctantly turned over and looked coldly at the phantom approaching her.

"You're a monster, you know that, right?"

Shadow tilted his head: "Huh?"

"Look at you, a monster bound by rules and chains, begging for mercy like a pug."

She gave a look of distaste and even complacency.

"That's why you'll never be like me."

Shadow looked her up and down strangely.

The expression seemed to be asking rhetorically, have you been hammered into a mentally handicapped person like you?

"You will never understand what I saw. I saw the truth, the way the world should be, and the essence." She showed a happy and yearning expression, "That is what I have been pursuing all along .

The kind of joy that is like being sublimated in the body, endows me with knowledge and power, just like the soul is liberated. I've never felt so free, so uninhibited, as if this is what it should be, instead of being bound by your boring rules.

Now, look at you, born a monster, but voluntarily wearing the shackles of the rules. "

She looked at the shadow and smiled contemptuously.

"What do you think you're doing? Serving justice? Trying to be a hero? Ha, let me tell you what you're doing.

You are a humble marionette, a dog on a leash, you go wherever your master leads you, and you are rewarded with a bone when you bring back a Frisbee.

You don't really think of yourself as a hero, do you? Hahaha......"

boom.

Shadow hit her in the jaw with an uppercut. Halfway through the words of the infected person, the mouth that was hit hard was suddenly shut shut. The huge force of the punch made her head fall back, her body flew off the ground, and her whole head was blown into pieces with a bang.

The half of the infected person who lost his head fell to the ground, and finally fell silent.

"I don't know why. For a long time, I thought I had something important to say." Shadow withdrew his fist and tilted his head.

For it, this kind of thing is fine anyway, it doesn't matter.

It just wants to hurry up and go back to eat spicy strips.

 …

"It's just gone?"

Chu Cheng carefully checked the battlefield on the screen, only feeling a little weird.

Such a big old man, if you say no, you won’t?

"Stealth ability? Or do they also move in space?"

"Insufficient information requires further scanning of the data," Friday said.

It does feel a little weird. Halfway through the fight with Ophelia the Elder, he was having fun playing doubles with Iron Man and Spider-Man in two directions, and the sandbag suddenly disappeared halfway through the combo.

The scanning equipment of Iron Man's armor did not find any clues. In the end, I went to DC to designate the world's number one detective master, and turned on the scene reconstruction and analysis function called detective mode, which is actually God's perspective, to restore the original appearance of the matter.

I saw Batman quickly reconstructed the entire battle scene. The knocked-off vehicle automatically returned to its original position, and the shards of glass all over the place were absorbed back and turned back into a whole windshield, obediently staying where it should be. The street lamps were inserted back into their original positions, and the scattered debris returned to the surrounding buildings.

"Wow."

Iron Spiderman, who shared his vision, squatted on top of a lamppost, watching the modeling replay process, and looked at Batman with admiration and incredible eyes.

"It's like watching a 360° panorama surveillance video playback, it's incredible..."

Iron Man with his arms folded curled his lips in the armor: "It's not difficult. I have a similar technique..."

Batman didn't respond. Chu Cheng also didn't pay attention to what scene dialogue was triggered by several of his field heroes. He was concentrating on operating Batman to reverse the modeling scene.

When it was placed in the scene where Ophelia was knocked into the air for the last time, he suddenly noticed that from the perspective of detective mode, there was no eye-catching color mark on her that was unique to the enemy.

He paused the playback, zoomed out and aimed the lock frame at the image of the ancient in midair and scanned it.

"Friday, why did her hostile verdict disappear?"

"Combined with residual trace analysis . . . this may not be an entity, sir," Friday said.

"What is not an entity?"

"In other words, it's something like a hologram. It's just an image that deceives the vision, a phantom, and doesn't have the quality of real existence."

"Yeah, I know the literal meaning. I mean, how could it be like this? We've been fighting this guy so far, it can't be fighting phantom all the time, can it?"

"No. This ancient being was an entity until just now, but it just disappeared here suddenly." Friday said, "Guess it may be some kind of golden cicada shelling ability, sir.

Creating the phantom as a double makes us think she is defeated and the main body takes the opportunity to escape. Some kind of life-saving hole card. "

Chu Cheng frowned. Good guy, stand-in, right?

"...Wait, if she can create phantoms," Chu Cheng thought for a while, "then this trick should also be used as an attack method...a very powerful combat aid. Why does she Didn't you use this trick in battle?"

"I Have a Book of Ghosts and Gods"

"Because, sir... I thought maybe it wasn't her ability."

On Friday, she intercepted the screen scanned by detective mode on Chu Cheng's computer screen, and displayed it on the screen that appeared in her palm. She enlarged the corner of the screen, and Chu Cheng noticed that there were almost imperceptible marks of warm colors in the corner.

Chu Cheng manipulated Batman to walk over, and found a person squatting in the corner.

He squatted there for a long time, until the moment Ophelia was knocked into the air, he suddenly got up, took a step, and disappeared out of thin air the next second.

At the same moment, Ophelia, who was knocked into the air, lost the hostility judgment.

"Someone saved her." Chu Cheng frowned, "That guy's ability is probably to create illusions."

Obviously that guy has been here for a long time, but has been squatting by the side waiting for the opportunity. At that moment just now, he saw an opportunity, so he took the opportunity to create an illusion of her being blown away to deceive others, but in fact he took the opportunity to steal her body away.

"The body shape and height have been matched," Friday put the picture in front of Chu Cheng, "The ancient Leila explained, the ancient Usak. He can completely match the people who appear here."

"The three ancients are all nearby, maybe not far away. Connect to the local system to perform the facial scanning procedure." Chu Cheng said, "We are right here, in this city, and try to solve the three of them in one go."

"Yes, sir."

There was a pause on Friday.

"I have your phone number... no~lightnovelpub.net~ It should be for Mr. Stark. Mr. Chai Dongping from the last delegation."

"Oh? Wait a minute."

Chu Cheng turned off the detective mode, and immediately switched the hero to Iron Man's perspective.

"Put it directly into Mark 43's armor for me."

As Chu Cheng said, he pressed the "Turn on the microphone" button to enter Stark's speaking mode.

The phone connects.

"Mr. Stark? I hope I didn't bother you. But we have already discussed the result here. What time do you think is convenient...?"

"Just do it now."

As Stark said, the thrusters of Iron Man's boots had begun to spray.

"Wait a minute, I'll be there in three minutes."