The so-called "hostility" is a subjective emotion.

Puppets, on the other hand, have no emotions.

In their concept, there are only goals and procedures for accomplishing goals.

Ling Xingye in the second personality mode can be considered a puppet.

As he stood up, the ghosts beside him also stood up at the same time.

One person and one puppet approached each other, and the moment they met, Ling Xingye lowered his head and put on a ghost mask, and the monster put on his coat.

The two figures separated again, and it was impossible to tell which was Ling Xingye and which was the puppet.

Then, both rushed towards the front wind at the same time.

Frontward Wind swung the warhammer, and the hammer head passed over the small cross in a thrilling manner, almost tearing the thin chain from her tongue.

At the same time, the huge wind block turned into a hammer head, bringing Ling Xingye and Monsters into the attack range from the side and rear.

There are countless silk threads scattered around Ling Xingye, relying on the fluctuation of these threads, he can capture the enemy's attack trajectory at the first time.

Then, the next thing is easy.

The phase fulcrum unfolded, and the unbreakable barrier accurately blocked the only way of the wind block.

There was only a muffled bang, and the turbulent air flow shot around, but Ling Xingye was unharmed.

Sprites took advantage of the situation and rushed to the front of the wind.

Zheng!

Flying blade across.

Front Wind raised his hammer to block the slash. A large piece of the interlaced iron thorns on the hammer's body was cut off, and even half of the hammer head was cut off.

However, the sprites abandoned the "flying blade" and bullied themselves, using their body and limbs as weapons to launch a storm-like attack on the target.

The wind in front of him shook his head, and the chain drew an arc.

At the same time, a whirlwind suddenly rose around her, and the violent wind barrier was like a tough wall, preventing her from the monster's attack.

Then, the gust of wind exploded, and the sprites were blown away.

"Ah..." Feng Qianfeng dropped the hammer in his hand and covered his forehead with his free hand, "I have cleaned up the garbage too many times, and I am not used to fighting the real strong."

She reached out and flicked the falling chain, making a crisp sound.

She opened her mouth, as if to say something.

But no one heard it.

Before the sound was transmitted, the ground and surrounding buildings began to tremble violently.

Ling Xingye just looked up and saw a white curtain wall sweeping from the end of the road.

It was the wind that carried all the shards of glass in its path.

Before they had time to react, the wind wall engulfed them in an instant.

Ling Xingye quickly squatted down, hid behind the monster, and supported the "space barrier" for defense.

The gust of wind seems to be endless, and it is like a razor, setting off all objects in its path, tearing them into pieces, and becoming the minions of the wind.

The wind raged for a full ten seconds, the streets were beyond recognition, Ling Xingye's "space barrier" was breached, he and Yao Yao were covered in scars, their clothes were torn into strips, and they were in a state of embarrassment.

Only Zhifeng in front and Tongtongtong still stood where they were, unscathed.

The wind ahead looked at Accelerator with some fear.

But immediately his attention was attracted by Ling Xingye.

—he is still alive. And it just looks rather embarrassing, not even to the point of hurting the bones.

Although this was expected, the wind ahead still felt a little emotional.

"It's really rare to be able to survive this blow." The wind in front said, "In terms you can understand—the wind just now... the speed of the wind is twelve times the speed of sound!"

At this speed, even a piece of paper can become a terrifying blade.

The wind in front swayed the chain, and once again set off a strong wind from another direction.

Ling Xingye and Yaoyao swung their "flying blades" in an attempt to split the wind.

Of course it failed. It was not so much a gust of wind as it was a speeding train. It's not something he can stop with his own strength.

After the strong wind passed, Ling Xingye had several more scars on his body.

Just as the wind in front was trying to launch a third blow, someone suddenly broke into the battlefield.

The visitor was wearing a white coat and seemed to be a doctor or researcher.

If Ling Xingye was awake, she would definitely be able to recognize her at a glance——Mushan Chunsheng!

At this moment, Kishan Haruno, who suddenly appeared on the battlefield, seemed to be sleepwalking, with his eyes blank, wandering aimlessly on the street.

But she is surrounded by several "small satellites", like loyal guards, guarding her side.

"Fantasy Master"! "Multiple talents"!

Kiyama Haruyu once again took control of the "Fantasy Royal Hand" network and became a psychic.

She stood aside and looked around.

The line of sight naturally skipped the wind ahead.

—Because he was worried about being attacked by the "Spell of God", before setting off, Haruo Kiyama specially sealed his own consciousness under the suggestion of Chairman Aleister, which made her look a little dazed.

At this time, in the sight of Haruki Mushan, the wind ahead was artificially ignored.

Kiyama Haruki didn't need to see her.

—Just find Ling Xingye.

Seeing Ling Xingye, Mu Shan Chunsheng's expression was somewhat vivid.

At the same time, the multiple ability "satellites" around her suddenly went berserk and exploded one after another.

Although the students have been rescued and regained consciousness, there is no "assistance" from Chunshang Jinyi.

But Mushan Chunsheng is still sure to trigger "Hundred Ghosts of the Night" again.

——Using one's own multi-talent ability, one can completely imitate various necessary conditions.

Boom!

The dilapidated street was suddenly filled with a layer of dark houses, filled with shadowy figures of all kinds.

The black mist was like the gust of wind just now, swallowing all the people present in the blink of an eye.

All kinds of demons and ghosts appeared in the black mist and rushed towards everyone around them.

Naturally, the three people present would not be afraid of such things, and tried their best to wipe them all out!

Front Wind frowned, and picked up her hammer again.

The situation at this time is very strange-not only the weird scene of "Hundred Ghosts at Night" that seems to be.

It was because she once again felt the oppression and rejection of "from the rules of the world".

Although it is not the same when the "Artificial Heaven" was unfolded just now, this "Hundred Ghosts of the Night" is undoubtedly the same type of existence at this time~lightnovelpub.net~It is just a more elementary and imperfect version.

This level of suppression is not enough to make Qianqianfeng suffer from the backlash of her own ability, but it still makes her feel afraid.

Immediately afterwards, the Hundred Ghosts suddenly parted, making way for them.

A woman in white clothes and black hair came slowly.

The leader and core of "Hundred Ghosts at Night" - an unknown female ghost.

If "Hundred Ghosts of the Night" is a low-profile version of "Artificial Heaven", then this female ghost is like a fuse. Fengzhan exists, and in a symbolic sense, she is another artificial angel.

Front Wind, who also possesses the power of an angel, instantly grasped the "essence" of the female ghost.

Ignoring the fact that she was being suppressed, and ignoring Ling Xingye, she immediately attacked the female ghost.

The violent wind collided with the black mist and became entangled together, forming a black tornado over the street.

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