Nomenclature of Night

  Chapter 549 Epic Linkage

  The snow fell even more heavily, layers of snow accumulated on Qing Chen's body, and then were blown away by the aftermath of the battle between Li Shutong and Li Bingxi.

  He watched seriously, even though his viscera were shaken painfully, he didn't say a word, for fear of distracting Master.

   Gradually, the wind and snow were pulled by the Qi machine, forming a huge tornado outside the battlefield.

   It's just that at a certain moment, Qingchen suddenly felt that something was wrong.

  Because Li Shutong's shooting speed became slower and slower, he no longer had the fierceness he had at the beginning.

  At the beginning of the battle, Qing Chen couldn't even see the shadow of his master. Only when the master fought against Li Bingxi for a moment, he could see a stagnant afterimage.

  Now, Master's figure is becoming clearer and clearer.

  The combat posture is becoming more and more conservative.

   On the other hand, Li Bingxi didn't seem to care whether the clone was seriously injured, so he had no defensive posture at all, and he did his best every time he took a shot.

   Is Master exhausted?

  From the beginning of the battle to the present, Li Shutong has only done one thing, and that is to protect Qing Chen.

  No matter how fierce Li Bingxi's attack was, Li Shutong's defensive circle never took a step back.

  Li Bingxi didn't even touch a single hair of Qingchen.

  In the heavy snow, Li Shutong said slowly:

   "The most bluffing thing about Kashima's inheritance is the number. You see, Li Bingxi is divided into twelve, and his attacks are as dense as rain. The twelve clones are all real bodies, but this practice direction is wrong."

   "Above the demigods, all those who transcend the common world, what they want to pursue is the limit of the individual. What is the limit of the individual? It is to stand shoulder to shoulder with the gods with the body of a mortal!"

   "Although Li Bingxi has twelve points, each of them is weakened. Every point is weakened by one point."

   "Maybe you can't see any difference in your current realm, but for an opponent like a demigod, a difference of one point is a difference in realm!"

   "In the days to come, you can try to infuse the knight's true energy into the enemy's body from the place where you meet at the moment of contact with the enemy, so as to break the surface."

   "Looking good!"

  The voice and the snow fell on the ground together. Li Shutong had already come to one of Li Bingxi's avatars, and the avatar subconsciously swung his palm down.

   But before the palm was struck, Li Shutong's figure suddenly accelerated, and he disappeared again.

  When Li Shutong's feet kicked on the clone, Qing Chen could clearly feel the knight's true energy on Li Shutong's body constantly surging, converging on the soles of his feet and bursting out like thunder.

  With a roar, Li Bingxi's avatar disintegrated, flying backwards like snowflakes in a radial pattern, and even the tornado that had just formed was also blown away.

  Qing Chen stared blankly, this level of battle was the only one he had ever seen in his life, and when they fought each other, they seemed to be urging the mighty power of heaven and earth.

  He was thinking, when will he reach such a state?

   Now even if someone tells him that his master Li Shutong can smash the main battle tank with one palm, he will not doubt it.

  And what Li Shutong is doing now is actually teaching him how to use the knight's true energy.

  At this time, the remaining Lee Byung-hee avatars each took a small step, and a new Lee Byung-hee avatar appeared again.

  Li Bingxi sneered and said: "At this time, I still have the heart to teach my disciples, so what can I do if I break a clone, but I still can't break the battle formation."

  Li Shutong laughed and said, "The more clones you have, the weaker you will be. This is something you and I both know, so don't play tricks on it."

Li Bingxi sneered again: "How can you be any better? You have wasted your energy just now when you fought against Shindai Chichi's Shikigami, and now you are under siege again. I remember very clearly that I also hit you three punches .”

   While speaking, the four shikigami around him took a step forward, as if planning to make a move at any moment.

  The oppressive feeling like mountains and mountains pressing down from the top of his head made Qing Chen's heart tremble.

  Just at this moment, Qing Chen only felt that Master's aura was still peaceful, unhurried.

   It's strange, isn't Master planning to get out of trouble?

  Master, what are you waiting for? !

  …

  …

  North of the snow field.

  There is a team dressed in black rushing to the direction of the battlefield. Each of them has a huge sword tied behind their backs. It looks like the inheritance of Qishe Yumen in the Jindai consortium.

   They were originally the dead warriors in front of the ancestor of the Age of Gods, and they came to break the situation at this time.

  The six B-level dead soldiers were running extremely fast, flying across the snow as light as a swallow.

   Not far away, on top of a snow mountain, two young men in jackets and sunglasses just climbed to the top of the mountain.

  One person's complexion was rosy and full of joy, and the other's complexion was pale, as if there was nothing to be happy about in the world.

  Strangely, the two of them were carrying huge hiking bags, which were a head taller than humans.

  The joyful young man took off his sunglasses and sighed loudly: "Ah, what a heavy snow!"

   This sound immediately attracted the attention of the six dead men.

  The dead soldiers looked at each other, but they ignored the two young men and continued to gallop towards the south.

The young man with a happy face said with a smile: "What the hell, you ignored me. Hey, boss, do you think it's a coincidence that I came here because of Qing's mission, and you came because of Chen's mission, and it turned out The two of us got together, is this an epic world linkage?!"

   However, the pale young man beside him, wearing a pair of white earphones, didn't seem to hear what he said at all.

  Or, even if they heard what he said, they didn't plan to answer him.

  The startled young man put on sunglasses and looked at him: "Am I handsome with sunglasses? By the way, are you an older brother or a younger brother now?"

  He leaned closer to the earphones of the other party, and curled his lips when he heard rock and roll: "It's brother, it's boring."

  The pale-faced one silently pointed to the backpacks behind the two, signaling to open them together.

  As for himself, he opened his mountaineering bag, facing down with the opening, shaking it off non-stop.

  In an instant, countless paper swifts fell from the opening of the backpack, but before they fell to the ground, those swifts "lived" and flew into the sky one by one!

  In the earphones, the violent heavy metal music was deafening, and under the hysterical roar, the pale young man looked extraordinarily peaceful.

In sharp contrast.

   "Fallen, restless, dead."

   "Obsessed, Serene, Alive."

   "For the judged."

   "For the redeemed."

  I saw hundreds of paper-stacked swifts piercing through the singing voice of the earphones.

   Flying through the snow.

  The pale young man stared at the whiteness all over the world, and Swift guided him to the other side of the world according to his will.

  The six samurai who cut off the imperial immunity also found these swifts, and their expressions changed.

   "Fight to the death!" A samurai roared angrily. He untied the sword behind his back and held it in his waist, and rushed towards the oncoming swift.

  On the top of the mountain, the pale young man sighed.

   "The dead, the angry, the buried."

   "Happy, nostalgic, beautiful."

   "All die."

  In an instant, the black warrior in the snow drew his sword!

  Hundreds of white swifts flew around the blade lightly, and pierced through the warrior's chest like bullets.

  The white swifts turned red.

  The pale young man let Swift chase and kill all the warriors, while he looked at the happy young man beside him: "Open it."

   "Aww," the young man with a happy face untied his hiking bag and fell out.

  The pale young man was just about to manipulate, but his expression changed.

   What fell out of the mountaineering bag was not the new Swift, but a whole pack of stacked little jumping frogs!

  The little jumping frogs are also alive, jumping out one after another.

  The pale young man finally took off the earphones with a blank face, and then heard another person beside him singing "Happy pond, planted dreams, it will become an ocean, with bulging eyes and big mouth singing loudly..."

  The two seem to be in different worlds and enjoy different emotions.

  The pale young man was silent for a long time: "Zard, what the **** are you..."

Zard was still a little aggrieved: "Boss, I have been stacking for you for several days. As soon as you told me, I started to stack for you! But the key is, I can only stack small jumping frogs! Look at them How fast they jump, it's also very easy to use them to find people!"

   While speaking, the six samurai who had cut down the mountain had already died in the snow, and the blood-stained swift also lost its vitality.

  Huan Yu took a deep breath, and manipulated the little jumping frogs to search for them in different directions, deep in the snow field.

  They want to find an aging onmyoji on this huge snow field.

  Zard asked from the side: "By the way, boss, where are you going after the mission here? Why don't we go to City 22 to have fun together. I heard that the sukiyaki is the most authentic there."

   Huan Yu turned his head and glanced at Zard, his eyes seemed to say: You just made a move on the people of the Age of Gods, but you want to go to one of the base camps of the Age of Gods to eat sukiyaki?

   "Going to eat? My treat," Zard said.

  Huan Yu put on the headphones again with a blank face, blocking out all the hustle and bustle of the outside world.

   After an unknown amount of time, he said softly, "I found it."

   As he spoke, he turned and walked down the mountain.

  Zard yelled on the mountain: "Wait, shouldn't we be responsible for finding him? There are eight S-rank shikigami around him, brother, we can't beat him!"

  However, Huan Yu wore headphones and didn't hear what Zard said at all.

  As he went down the mountain, he took out a flare gun from his pocket and shot it towards the sky in a certain direction.

  The red light rose slowly in the sky, and then fell slowly.

  And the direction it guides will become the final stage of today.

  The protagonist of this stage is not a certain person, but everyone on this stage.

  …

  There is still in the evening, but the time cannot be confirmed

  (end of this chapter)