pjbooks Chapter 114 Each eliminates the illusions of the others!
Chapter 114 Each eliminates the illusions of the others!
Clang!
The gun tip struck the barrel, and a piercing metallic clang exploded in front of the clock tower.
Xiao Qianyu used the [Flash Strike] to rush into the battlefield, and the Crimson Lotus Goddess Spear went straight for the opponent's throat.
But just as her figure solidified, "Xiao Qianyu" opposite her had already raised her spear and thrust it upwards.
The angle is the same.
The timing was the same.
Even the rhythm of the gun's thrust was exactly the same.
Sparks flew along the two spears as Xiao Qianyu's thrust, which should have been fatal, was forcefully parried.
On the other side, Zhao Leiguang's roar followed immediately.
"Get out of here!"
He transformed into a heavy war machine, using the [Savage Charge] technique to crush forward with his double shields.
The opposing "Zhao Leiguang" also launched a charge.
The two shield towers collided head-on, and the dull thud caused the stone slabs on the ground to crack layer by layer.
The shockwave swept across the square, kicking up dust several meters high, but the two heavily armed soldiers only slumped their shoulders, neither managing to knock the other back.
The battle had barely begun when it was forcibly dragged into a stalemate.
Lin Chuxue raised her hand and summoned a fire storm. Just as the crimson-gold fire wave rose into the air, the "Lin Chuxue" on the other side had already completed the same spell.
The two flames collided in mid-air, devouring each other, leaving only a large expanse of scorching air.
Wen Yue's scatter grenades flew toward the side of the clock tower, and another barrage of bullets precisely intercepted them, the explosions forming a continuous burst in mid-air.
Shen Xinglin spurred his horse forward, but his charge was blocked by another lance. The tips of the lances clashed, and their forces canceled each other out.
Just as Su Yunqing was about to cast [Holy Word: Power] on her teammates, the opposing "Su Yunqing" preemptively released [Holy Word: Weakness]. The two beams of light intersected on everyone, their effects canceling each other out.
Replica.
A complete replica.
Skills, equipment, positioning, attack habits, and even the direction each person subconsciously tries to dodge are all intercepted by the opponent in advance.
This doesn't look like a battle.
It's more like the first squad was dragged into a giant mirror, where every time they made a move, they bumped into another version of themselves.
"Damn it, these things can predict the future!" Zhao Leiguang was forced back half a step by the impact, his arm trembling and numb. He cursed in the channel.
The first squad rarely encounters this situation.
In the past, no matter how high the enemy's stats were or how strange their mechanics were, as long as Lu Yan found a weakness, the team could quickly break through.
But now, their own weakness is the enemy's weakness.
The more familiar each person is with their own fighting style, the harder it is to break through this mirrored defense line in front of them.
Just as the battlefield rhythm was about to be completely dragged down by the mirror, Lu Yan's voice reached everyone's ears.
"Stop the conventional offensive."
Xiao Qianyu pressed down with the gun, using the momentum to retreat.
Zhao Leiguang also stopped his charge and held his two shields horizontally in front of him.
Lu Yan stood at the back of the group, his gaze sweeping over the six mirror images.
These mirror images are not invincible.
Their strength comes from simultaneous countermeasures.
In other words, they are good at dealing with "themselves," but not necessarily good at dealing with "others."
"Change targets."
No one hesitated.
Xiao Qianyu was the first to move.
Her figure vanished from the spot, and the next moment, a crimson spear light had already entered from the flank.
This time, her target was no longer "Xiao Qianyu," who was completely synchronized with her, but the heavy shield mirror image that was confronting Zhao Leiguang.
Zhao Leiguang's stances were all designed to counter frontal shield strikes and stomp attacks.
Its shield angle, its shift in center of gravity, its skill build-up—all are calculated in anticipation of the next move of another heavily armored warrior.
Therefore, when the Crimson Lotus Goddess Spear pierced through the gap in its armor on its left rear, it was a beat too slow.
Half a beat can be fatal.
puff!
The tip of the gun pierced through the shoulder blade and emerged from behind.
The crimson flames exploded along the wound, charring and twisting half of the heavy armor.
For the first time, the tower shield, which had always been as stable as a mountain, tilted.
"good!"
Zhao Lei's eyes lit up, and he immediately understood what Lu Yan meant.
He stopped fighting his own reflection, turned around and charged towards "Lin Chuxue" who was chanting a spell.
The "Lin Chuxue" on the opposite side was clearly still preparing a counterattack based on the casting habits of the real Lin Chuxue. Just as its flames gathered, Zhao Leiguang had already charged in front of it, shields raised.
The heavy shield crashed down.
Before Lin Chuxue could even cast a spell, she was sent flying, and the flame runes on her body instantly dissipated.
Lin Chuxue's eyes lit up.
"Got it!"
Mirrors can predict their own movements, but they cannot perfectly handle misalignment attacks.
They replicate the combat logic of a single person, not the on-the-spot adaptability of the entire team.
This is enough.
The tide of battle turned from this moment on.
Xiao Qianyu unleashed her full speed, continuously activating [Flash Strike].
She no longer entangled herself with her own reflection, but instead moved around the battlefield, each time appearing precisely in a position that her reflection couldn't defend against.
The Crimson Lotus Goddess spear pierced through the waist, knees, and back of the neck of the heavy shield mirror image.
After three shots, Zhao Leiguang's mirror core was shattered, and his massive body turned into large patches of gray-white light.
Zhao Leiguang, on the other hand, was like an out-of-control dump truck, rampaging wildly around the field.
He doesn't chase his own mirror image; he specifically targets the spellcasting unit.
As soon as "Lin Chuxue" raised her hand, he bumped into her.
Just as "Su Yunqing" was about to begin her chant, he stomped on her with a war stomp, shattering the rhythm.
In an instant, the opposing support and magic damage dealers were completely thrown into disarray.
Wen Yue stood on a high place, and the World-Destroying Thunder Crossbow continued to spew fire.
She no longer pursued single-point hits, but instead laid out grenades in the area where Shen Xinglin's image was located.
Taking advantage of the gap in the explosion, Shen Xinglin rushed in, transforming into a long spear that relentlessly pursued the image of "Wen Yue," giving it no chance to create distance.
When ranged attackers are engaged in close combat, the threat posed by crossbowmen is immediately reduced by more than half.
Lin Chuxue's fiery whip swept across the square, specifically targeting the mirror images whose formations had been disrupted by Zhao Leiguang to deliver the final blow.
Su Yunqing no longer simply focused on healing; she channeled the buffs of [Gift of Yao Guang] onto Xiao Qianyu and Shen Xinglin, further enhancing their mobility.
In just a few dozen seconds, the mirror line was dismantled into pieces.
In the end, only Lu Yan's mirror image remained.
It hasn't moved since it appeared.
There was no aura release, no command, and no interference.
It simply stood in the shadow of the clock tower, watching as the other mirror images were eliminated one by one by the first squad.
All attacks target it simultaneously.
Zhao Leiguang carried his shield in front, Xiao Qianyu pressed down with the tip of her spear, Wen Yue's crossbow was already aimed at its head, flames surged in Lin Chuxue's palm, Shen Xinglin rode his spear with full force, and Su Yunqing's holy light runes also lit up at her feet.
But "Lu Yan" didn't look at them.
It looked past everyone and gazed at the real Lu Yan.
Two identical faces stared at each other across the battlefield.
The next moment, its lips opened and closed silently.
No sound came out.
But in Lu Yan's mind, a mental fluctuation that did not belong to any of his teammates resounded.
"Do you think that what you see is necessarily the truth?"
"The price of the [Disc of Nothingness]..."
"Can you afford it?"
Lu Yan's fingers, which were gripping the scepter, stopped.
The concentrated fire has already begun.
Flames, grenades, gunfire, shield bashes, and holy light—all attacks simultaneously bombarded the mirror image.
The "Lu Yan" did not resist. His body disintegrated in the torrent of energy, leaving only a wisp of gray smoke that drifted toward the bronze bell above the clock tower.
"Done!"
Zhao Leiguang plopped down on the ground, wiped the dust off his face, and grinned as he cursed, "What kind of mirror image is this? It looked so real, but it still got exposed in the end."
Xiao Qianyu holstered her gun, but her gaze fell on Lu Yan.
She sensed something was wrong.
Lu Yan did not look at the now-empty battlefield.
His gaze lingered on the top of the clock tower, on the bronze bell covered with rust and runes.
After the mirror image disappeared, the runes on the surface of the bronze bell lit up in several places.
It's as if something is waking up inside the clock.
Zhao Leiguang shouldered the tower shield and stood up again.
"Stop dawdling, I'll just smash it to pieces!"
He was about to unleash the [Savage Ram] attack.
"etc."
But this made Zhao Leiguang stand still.
Everyone looked at him at the same time.
Lu Yan raised the black wooden scepter in his hand and pointed it to the bottom of the bronze bell.
There was a ring of extremely fine lines there, which had been covered by rust, but now they were gradually emerging as the reflection faded.