Thousand Miles of Knowledge: 18 Mine Cave Raiders (3)


The team is disturbed by the ghostly lurker.

"Boss, it's not a solution to keep going like this!" Ibrahimovic whispered.

Fang Zhen said: "I know, wait a minute, try a few more times, you must first find out what abilities the other party has."

Ibrahimovic and the others nodded, concentrating on finding the enemy in the dark.

At this time, Qianli opened his mouth and said: "Headmaster Fang, don't try any more, we will not be in danger for the time being."

"How do you say?" Fang Zhen asked without looking back while being alert.

"Did you see the same person?" Qianli asked instead, "Long hair, thin, exposed upper body, □wearing tattered trousers, and a bracelet on his left wrist."

"That's right, it's him." Everyone nodded one after another.

"Sure enough." Qianli affirmed, "It was not a human being who harassed us just now, but a mirror image clone."

I couldn't see the figure for thousands of miles. She just described the appearance of the turbid man in the No. 1 mine. The answers from everyone confirmed her guess. The figure they saw was just the avatar/body of the turbid person, and it was the lowest level avatar/body. It used tiny energy to copy the almost real portrait, but in fact it didn't have much attack power. The reason for scanning it is that the energy fluctuations are too weak and mixed in the turbid air, so it is easy to be ignored.

"Mirror image/body?" Fang Zhen frowned and asked, "Are you sure?"

"Eighty percent sure." Copying and transferring with the entity as a reference is exactly the characteristic of the mirroring ability. Create reality with weak energy, which is not comparable to ordinary phantoms.

"In other words, what we are about to face is a mirror-image power user?" Fang Zhen muttered, "Mirror-image is a rare power that I have never seen before."

“Neither do I.” Kony shook his head, grabbed the arm that was burned just now, and said, “In the science of supernatural powers, the introduction of mirroring power is only a few sentences, copying entities, converting energy , reflecting light."

Ibrahimovic wondered: "The front is easy to understand, reflected light? What kind of reflection method?"

"I don't know." Coney said, "The data on rare abilities is often the least, and we have no precedents to follow."

Ibrahimovic glanced at the silhouette flashing in the corner of the wall, and smiled indifferently: "If the clone only has this kind of attack power, it's nothing to be afraid of."

Koni glanced at him and said lightly: "The danger index of mirroring ability is S grade."

"Isn't it?" Ibrahimovic's eyes widened.

The rest of the people looked cautious.

Fang Zhen said: "Everyone, be prepared, I can't make specific arrangements this time. I will act according to the opportunity later. No one present has any experience in fighting against mirror power users, so I can only adapt accordingly. The exit is just ahead, I hope everyone can return to the city safely.”

Everyone nodded in unison, grasped the weapons in their hands, and slowly walked towards the No. 1 mine.

Qianli was lying on Char's back, eyebrows slightly wrinkled. As the crowd approached, strange changes appeared in the No. 1 mine.

When they walked into mine 1, they were greeted not by a turbid man, but by 11.

The first thing everyone saw was the turbid man standing quietly not far away.

"This, what is this?" Ibrahimovic pointed to the front, unconvinced, "I'm not dazzled, right?"

"Obviously not." Fang Zhen said solemnly, "It seems that he can not only mirror his own avatar, but also mirror others' avatars."

At this moment, there are 10 people in front of everyone, no matter their appearance, demeanor, dress, and weapons are the same as them.

"What do I do next?" Kadibeya and others felt very strange looking at people who looked exactly like themselves.

Fang Zhen thought for a while and said, "You have to try it out first, and then you will deal with your own clone/body, so as not to injure your teammates. Also, try to find an opportunity to attack the turbid person. Once the body dies, the clone/body will be natural. will disappear."

Everyone responded and showed their weapons, and the clones in front of them also made preparations for battle.

Qianli found that this time the clone/body is completely different from the previous one. It not only solidified and materialized, but also has a complete energy structure, which should have a certain attack power.

Fang Zhen attacked first, with a bundle of souls in his hand. His ability control was the most precise, and a bolt of lightning shot at his clone/body... Before he could see the result of the attack, Fang Zhen slammed back Leaping, Kankan dodged an air cannon attack.

"M's!" Ibrahimovic yelled, "These clones will use the same powers as us!"

Fang Zhen stood still, and quickly looked at the clone he had just attacked. Who knew that the clone was unharmed and was still attacking his teammates, using his lightning strike.

What's going on here? Was his attack ineffective? Fang Zhen gritted his teeth and struck lightning again.

This time, I can see clearly that his attack was not ineffective, but that he didn't hit the opponent at all, and he missed? impossible. How could he miss at such a distance?

The same thing happened to the rest of the people, as if they were on drugs in a group, making mistakes again and again.

Qianli "looks" very strangely from the side. Although the clone/body does copy some of the abilities of the crowd, it is definitely not as good as the main body. As long as you stay calm, defeating them is just a matter of time. But why do they keep making mistakes?

"Ouch!" Chrissy's arm was almost pierced, and couldn't help crying, "Alta, you hit me!"

"I'm here, it's my doppelganger who hit you." Arta's voice came from the other side.

"Dai, what are you doing?" Kadibeya roared furiously, enduring the pain.

"Miss, you are mistaken!" Dai replied helplessly.

"Damn, I can't tell who is who!" Ibrahimovic was irritable.

The scene was suddenly chaotic, and it was difficult for everyone to distinguish each other, and they were fighting with hands and feet, for fear of hurting their teammates, but the split/self ignored it and shot mercilessly.

Fang Zhen looked at the turbid man in front of him while defending, and suddenly shouted: "Bernard, shoot at the turbid man."

Bernard didn't say a word, dodged a wave of attacks, raised his hand and shot.

With a "bang", the wind arrow shot into the wall beside the turbid man, causing a large piece of stone debris.

Again! Bernard narrowed his eyes and looked grim.

What's the matter? The enemy is clearly on the left, why are they attacking the right? A thousand miles perplexed.

She and Char were the only ones present who didn't take part in the fight, neither did their clones move. Qianli guessed that the turbid people did not copy their abilities, because in the No. 2 mine just now, when the mirror clone came out to harass, they were the only ones who didn't take action. The image needs to be referenced, and without reference, it cannot be completely copied.

The question now is, what's causing everyone's mistakes?

Mirror powers can duplicate entities, convert energy, reflect light... Wait, reflect light? Is it because of this?

As we all know, the eye sees objects through the projection of light, but if the direction of refraction of the light is changed, it will cause visual dislocation. Just like everyone is now, they can't always attack the target. Good eyesight has become a hindrance for everyone.

It turns out that, this is the real scary thing about mirror power users. They can create a mirror image equivalent to the body, and at the same time, they can use vision to create blind spots in turn. As long as the energy is sufficient, one person is enough to fight against the entire team.

Fortunately, the intellect of the turbid people is not enough, otherwise they would have suffered casualties long ago.

Chile originally wanted Char to take action, but was worried that the other party would copy Char's ability, causing more pressure on everyone. She is not sure if the visual dislocation is also useful to Char. If it is useful, Char may not be able to kill the opponent in a short time.

Thinking about it for a thousand miles, he took out the lamp from his pocket, adjusted it to a spotlight, raised it, and projected it toward the wall, projecting a spot of light, and then moved slowly.

Fang Zhen noticed this change and couldn't help but ask: "Qianli, what are you doing?"

"I'll help you locate." Qianli replied, "The turbid people can use the light to make you misalign your vision, so you can't hit the target at all."

"So that's the case." Fang Zhen and the others were stunned, but at the same time they couldn't help but wonder, why is Qianli not affected? It stands to reason that the five senses of psychic powers are far superior to ordinary people. If the light is changed, they will see things more confused than ordinary people.

But this is not the time to think about it for the time being. Everyone is careful to guard and pay attention to the position of the light spot.

Finally, the spot of light stopped somewhere. In the eyes of everyone, there is only one wall there.

"Bernand, Arta, it's now!" Fang Zhen shouted.

The three of them shot at the same time, attacking the light spot.

The turbidized man screamed in pain, and a large amount of blood was sprayed on the wall. The movement of the clone/body suddenly became sluggish, and the attack slowly stopped.

Fang Zhen and others were overjoyed when they saw this, and they continued to attack the turbid people. It's a pity that the visual dislocation still exists, the turbid people are no longer in their original positions, and they hit the empty space again.

The spot of light from a thousand miles moved again, and finally stopped in a small corner.

The turbid man was squatting and gasping for breath, and before he could react, the overwhelming attack struck again...

"Haha, how are you going to toss this time?" Ibrahimovic rushed forward and slashed with a sword, dividing the turbid man into corpses.

Seeing that the enemy was dead, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

However, Qianli's face changed greatly at this time, only to hear her shout: "No, the energy is disordered, everyone run."

Everyone didn't react for a while, and they saw Char flashing across thousands of miles on his back, running straight towards the passage.

Although I didn't know where I was, I didn't dare to take it lightly, and followed closely behind, even the sharp stones in the turbid human body were too late to take.

Char ran to the exit, broke the door violently with one kick, and rushed out of the mine first.

The others were still several hundred meters away from them. Seeing that the exit was just around the corner, suddenly, a huge explosion sounded, and the mine was shaken, followed by a heat wave.

Everyone was terrified. Against the rain-like falling rocks, they desperately ran towards the door. In the end, they were pushed out of the hole by the heat wave. They rolled nearly 100 meters before they stopped.

When everything calms down, when I look at the mine again, the entire section near the entrance of the cave collapses and becomes a sunken gravel pit with a length of seven or eight hundred meters.

Everyone was scarred and embarrassed, and several people were seriously injured. If they were not treated in time, their lives might not be saved.

But at least I'm still alive, I'm lucky.

Looking back at the scene just now, everyone was terrified for a while. If not for thousands of miles to remind them, they all have to explain it here. Unexpectedly, when the mirror-turbid person dies, the clone/body he created will have energy disorder and self-destruct. It's no wonder that the danger index of mirror power is S rank.

When everyone finally recovered and was about to express their thanks to Qianli, they found that she and Char had long since disappeared...

A magical little girl, a mighty guardian.

Who are they?

The author has something to say: This chapter has been locked many times because of the word "separation/body", so depressing, I shouldn't have chosen such a name! ! jj you little sufferer!


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