In the nameless city, the automatic puppets are like hardworking worker ants, working hard, cleaning up the ruins and repairing the collapsed buildings.

Dissociated outside this construction scene are four figures moving at high speed and constantly confronting each other.

The four figures passed by alternately, colliding with each other from time to time, causing shock waves to shake the ground.

From time to time, silk threads shot out, cutting open the building and cutting across the ground; sometimes a figure flew out backwards, collapsing the building under construction again.

The two puppet masters and two puppet avatars became the center of the hurricane, raging through the city.

"Ling Qianji? Are you kidding me?" Ling Changyun used both hands and feet, while manipulating Yunji, while kicking Ling Xingye in a series of kicks, "Ventriloquism and puppet dance are the basic skills of pulling silk, who of us can't? You Who are you fooling?"

"You really think so?" Ling Xingye interlaced his hands, weaving a network of silk threads between his fingers, and cut to each other.

The sprites attacked Yunji back in a row, turned around and attacked Ling Changyun.

"You just don't want to admit it," Ling Qianji said bluntly, "Thousands of machines are ever-changing, the sun and the moon are flying in the sky - I am the orthodox inheritance of the Ling family class!"

The front and rear pincers made Ling Changyun flustered for a while, and hurriedly used the "homogeneous gathering" to control the mass, slowing down the movements of Ling Xingye and Ling Xingye, and then escaped the siege and regained momentum.

"Tsk, **** it!" Ling Changyun couldn't help cursing.

His "homogeneous gathering" effect is getting weaker and weaker, and he can no longer directly "move mountains" to suppress Ling Xingye as he did at the beginning.

"Are you surprised?" Ling Xingye said, "My heart image is 'unchanged daily life'. As long as I am in this city, everything must tend to the 'daily life' I judge."

Sprite continued: "And your ability to tamper with the quality of matter is obviously outside the scope of daily life."

"Is it the domain effect of the realm in the pot?" Ling Changyun looked stern, but did not show any weakness, "In other words, this is the domain that restrains all 'abnormalities'?"

"It can also be understood in this way."

—Of course, it’s far from Kamijou Touma’s “Fantasy Killer”.

Ling Xingye added in his mind.

"Let me also tell you a piece of common sense, junior brother." Ling Changyun said, "Whether it is the realm in the pot, or the Fangcun Mountain in Yanshi? The influence and erosion of the realm are mutual!"

After all, he suddenly raised his hand and pressed down, and Yun Ji rose into the air, opening his arms.

At the same time, over the city, the clouds gathered, and the terrifying pressure struck again.

The first to be affected were the surrounding automatic puppets, each of whom faltered and were even crushed by the building materials they were carrying.

Ling Xingye also felt his body sink? His feet were attracted to the ground like magnets.

"It's the same trick again, to be honest, I'm tired of watching it." Ling Xingye mocked.

"Hmph, as long as it works!"

Ling Changyun was about to swing out the silk thread to end the battle? But he suddenly found that he couldn't move his body either.

As soon as I exerted force? I felt a pain in my wrist, and bright red blood oozed from my wrist.

He stopped all movements immediately, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a slender silk thread being wrapped around his wrist.

Immediately afterwards, he found the same thread in other parts of the body.

The silk thread was tight? It stretched toward the back.

In front of him, Ling Xingye was empty-handed? Looking at himself playfully.

Behind... is the puppet sprite—the guy who called himself "Ling Qianji".

"I've said it all, don't ignore me." Ling Qianji's voice came from behind. "Compared to the 'fake' over there, I'm the enemy you should pay more attention to, right?"

"How is it possible?" Ling Changyun's face was full of disbelief. As a puppet master? The most unlikely? The most shameful end is to be treated as a puppet and controlled with silk threads.

Ling Changyun never thought that with his own strength, he would fall to such a point.

"How is it impossible? I'm Ling Qianji!"

Ling Qianji's sudden attack destroyed Ling Changyun's long-prepared attack in one fell swoop.

Ling Changyun gave up the attack and turned to use the bone shrinking skill, cruelly scraping his skin and muscles, and a "golden cicada escaped its shell" escaped from the shackles of the silk thread.

After that, he gave up the idea of ​​winning by "homogeneous gathering" and devoted himself to manipulating puppets.

The fierce battle started again.

The two sides came from the same school, and fought all the way today. They already know each other well, so it is difficult to tell the winner through pure puppetry.

Because of this, Ling Changyun found a way to win—that's how, with the puppet technique, he defeated Ling Xingye in an upright manner.

This seemingly straightforward method is the most in line with his "daily life".

Moreover, the ending of "the elder brother beat the younger brother" is also in line with Ling Xingye's daily life.

The only exception is Ling Qianji.

Ling Qianji, possessed by a puppet and monster, brought a huge impact to Ling Changyun. He had to trust his self-introduction and be extra wary of it.

Puppet to puppet, puppeteer to puppeteer.

Ling Xingye and Ling Changyun swung silk-thread flying blades at each other, slashing across the air.

"...Sister Yao once said that I was born with silver." Ling Xingye said while typing, "I didn't understand it at the time, but now I understand—she refers to Ling Qianji!"

"'Ling Xingye' is just a shell, a shell that wraps 'Thousand Machines'. As he said just now, I am the fake."

"But your luck is really good," Ling Qianji continued, "I met Hitomi Shiranui, who has the ability of 'memory construction'. Because of her ability, you have strengthened your self-will, and even built your personality in the form of a memory palace." An anchor point. Instead, it seals me firmly under the shell!"

"I kept my will," Ling Xingye said, "Therefore, I have two personalities in my brain—I, Ling Xingye, and Ling Qianji."

"Because he is the hostile host, so I can only stay on the puppet." Ling Qianji said, "It's not the main body, so I can only make do with it. But fortunately, the puppet's body is much stronger, and its strength has to be improved a lot."

The two sang together and explained Ling Qianji's origin. At the same time, the offensive in his hands did not stop at all.

Ling Changyun tuned left and right, and gradually began to focus on one thing and lose another. I don't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that Ling Qianji's attack became more and more fierce, and even approached him.

On the other hand, his own puppet, Yun Ji, was entangled with silk threads by Ling Xingye, unable to rush back for a while.

"Damn it! I'm the strongest!" Ling Changyun gritted his teeth and roared angrily. When he realized that the situation was getting worse, he overwhelmed everything and suddenly broke out a swift and violent attack.

But immediately, Ling Qianji attacked even more violently.

Fists and feet colliding~lightnovelpub.net~The human body is really no match for a puppet.

After a burst of intensive confrontation, almost all ten fingers of Ling Changyun's cherished hands were broken.

"You lost!" Ling Qianji yelled, and swung three punches with his right hand like lightning, hitting Ling Changyun's eyebrows, chin and jaw.

Ling Changyun suddenly lost consciousness and fell backwards.

Losing control, Yunji also fell together.

Ling Xingye maintained his attacking posture, and paused for a few seconds. After confirming that the elder brother was really knocked down, he lost his strength and fell to the ground.

The sprite swayed, then collapsed to the ground.

The uninhabited city gradually dissipated, replaced by the real Thirteenth School District.

In the real world, the clouds covering the city suddenly dispersed, and the sky cleared.

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