Rise of the Lord God of Marvel

On the other side, Chen Hai, who had just run past Zheng Yimin and the others, was now holding an urn and leaning against the wall, breathing wildly. He was indeed being chased all the way, but it was slightly different from what Zheng Yimin and the others had guessed.

, the one chasing him was not some ghost but Lin Zhengying.

After his body recovered, Zheng Yimin still couldn't understand why Lin Zhengying suddenly became like this. He chased him all the way and didn't even have a chance to breathe.

Is it driven by profit? But what kind of profit has made Lin Zhengying a completely different person? Chen Hai thought and looked at the urn in his arms. It should be this, and it could only be this.

Thinking of this, Chen Hai became even more convinced that he could never give up the urn. After all, only relying on the special effects of the urn could he find various hiding places and escape so many times.

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Otherwise, he would have been chopped into several pieces if he had gone head-to-head with a senior Space Master qualified person.

At this moment, the image in Chen Hai's mind showed a human form again. He stretched his head and glanced down, his eyes widened because below him, on the first floor, Lin Zhengying was holding a mahogany sword.

Carefully groping forward.

No! The second floor is no longer safe!

Chen Hai subconsciously felt that although he did not understand why Lin Zhengying, who was chasing him just now, appeared downstairs, his lack of understanding did not weaken his fear even a little bit.

Pressing his feet, Chen Hai walked up the stairs to the third floor step by step. After crossing the last step, Chen Hai felt a hitting sound in the surrounding environment. The sound was very sudden, and it turned off the mute suddenly.

a feeling of.

Slowly approaching the wall, holding his hands on both sides of the urn, the map detected in his mind slowly expanded as Chen Hai stayed there longer. Soon, he figured out where the noise came from.

In the corridor outside me, there were two people who were attacking each other quickly with their mouths closed.

Those hitting sounds were caused by these two people, and the cause of the attack should be the ashes placed on the ground not far away. This was the second ashes Chen Hai saw.

After much hesitation, reason still prevailed. Chen Hai glanced at the stairs leading to the fourth floor, and then decisively ran to the third floor from another smaller exit. He didn't have any map of the fourth floor. In terms of safety,

, the third floor should be higher.

At the same time, Lin Zhengying, who walked around the entire hall on the first floor, found no problems. The place seemed to be a little dark, and there were no other problems. However, the experience of being attacked so many times in the beginning was still there.

Remind him that it is very dangerous here.

After checking the first floor, neither Chen Hai nor anyone else was found. Lin Zhengying began to move slowly towards the second floor. At this moment, a hand came out of the wall and grabbed him with a fishy smell.

Without looking back, Lin Zhengying struck back with a sword, directly cutting off the outstretched hand. At the same time, the Taoist robe on his body also burst into light, illuminating the narrow corner of the stairs.

To this sneak attack ghost, the light is like sulfuric acid to ordinary people. Burnt black marks begin to appear one after another in the places where it is illuminated. At the same time, streams of black energy also rise from those locations.

It seems that he found that Lin Zhengying was not easy to mess with. The ghost hidden in the wall didn't even want the broken arm and chose to escape directly.

Lin Zhengying trampled the blackened arm on the ground to ashes. He hesitated for a moment and had no intention of pursuing him. This place was too big, and he was a little hesitant to step into other unexplored areas.

I continued walking up two steps, and when I almost reached the stairwell on the second floor, I came face to face with a ghost with five mouths. As soon as Lin Zhengying made his attack gesture, the ghost paused and turned around without saying a word.

He ran away, and he ran away like a ball of yin energy, as if he was afraid that Lin Zhengying would do something to him.

The ghosts that appeared one after another and the strange behavior pattern of the last ghost made Lin Zhengying deeply uneasy. After hesitating for a few seconds, he decided to go up to the second floor from the other side. He was afraid that there was something wrong here. The other party looked a bit like he was luring the enemy deeper.

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When returning to the first floor, Lin Zhengying took out a few talismans from his body, quickly folded them into two paper figures, then bit his fingertips to activate the spirituality of the two stand-in paper figures, then hesitated for a while, and placed them

On one's own body.

The inexplicable disappearance of things in her personal space made Lin Zhengying feel that her personal space was no longer very reliable in this place. In that case, it would be better to keep it on her body.

However, if you put it on your body, the effect of the paper man will not be very good. If you fight against it, it will most likely be broken before the critical damage is done, and it can be easily damaged by normal movements.

Arriving on the first floor, a very slight sound of footsteps appeared in Lin Zhengying's ears. He turned around and hid behind the wall, with the mahogany sword in his hand raised.

The whole scene was quiet for a long time, and Lin Zhengying waited very patiently. After a while, footsteps sounded again, but this time it was softer.

Boom, boom, boom, after getting a little closer to the distance, Lin Zhengying seemed to hear the heartbeat of the other party.

It's a person.

Lin Zhengying realized that, and then adjusted his posture. When the figure appeared at the entrance of the stairs holding a gun and continued to move forward, he jumped out and raised his sword to kill the man's hands first.

The threat of firearms is still great. Although I don't believe that ordinary firearms can penetrate the defense of blue equipment, but what if? It would not be unfair if you die if you encounter that accident.

Just between the lightning and flint falling from the sword, Lin Zhengying saw the face of this man, it was Zheng Yimin!

At this time, the sword can no longer be withdrawn, but it can still be done by changing the direction.

Lin Zhengying slashed the firearm in Zheng Yimin's hand with a mahogany sword, sending the firearm flying directly and falling to the ground with a thud.

The moment the sound came out, Lin Zhengying pulled Zheng Yimin to the corner of the stairwell.

"Shh~" Lin Zhengying made a gesture and put her ear against the wall, listening carefully to the sounds outside.

After confirming that there was no movement, Lin Zhengying looked at Zheng Yimin, who was also listening carefully, "Speak softly, someone has already made a move."

"I know there is a body outside." Zheng Yimin lowered his voice and said.

"By the way, why are you here, and how long have you been here?" Lin Zhengying continued to ask.

"About ten minutes." Zheng Yimin glanced at his watch. He didn't know when the hands had stopped moving. Then he recounted some of the things that had just happened, from discovering that there were more people to searching for blood stains and his companions disappeared, and then to himself.

Hidden for a long time.

"Wait! Did you mean a thud?" Lin Zhengying realized something was wrong. He had only been up there for more than ten seconds. If the attack happened here, why didn't he hear the sound? And the thud didn't seem to have been made just now.

It must have been a while.

"Yes, it was only a few minutes ago." Zheng Yimin shook the watch in his hand, trying to get it back to normal, but unfortunately it didn't. "Actually, I'm not sure how many minutes have passed since the watch stopped."

"Hmm..." Lin Zhengying began to think, and he felt as if he knew something.

"By the way, Taoist Priest, just tell me, why did you come down from above?" Zheng Yimin asked.

"There is a ghost on it." Lin Zhengying explained casually, then took out a paper figure from his pocket and handed it to Zheng Yimin, "It lasts for two hours. If you encounter any damage while holding it, the damage will bypass you and act on the paper."

Come on, but be careful..."

Before he finished speaking, a scream came from the second floor opposite them.

"It's Ji Jie!" Zheng Yimin quickly identified the person who made the sound, and rushed towards the stairs over there without saying a word.

Lin Zhengying reluctantly followed behind. When he reached the opposite staircase, he saw a familiar black figure groping in the distance from the corner of his eye. The black shadow gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Just after running half a flight of stairs, Lin Zhengying felt that what he saw with his eyes suddenly appeared as a double image for a moment. At this moment, he understood and knew what the strange things he encountered were going on.

It's time!

There is a time problem in this place!

In this way, it is not difficult to explain why the personal space was stolen. In fact, it was not stolen, but that someone else opened the personal space at another time and used the props in it.

Personal space, as an important benefit provided by the main god space to qualified people, has the effect of constant time, that is to say, the time experienced by things placed in it is the only one independent of all timelines.

After realizing this, Lin Zhengying immediately knew the key to breaking the situation, which was the ashes altar.

The mission prompts of the main god space indicate that destroying six (all) urns represents the completion of the mission. So it can be guessed that the urns should be the same as the items placed in the personal space. In this place, they have certain uniqueness.

Sex, otherwise, let alone six, Lin Zhengying would have been able to collect sixty at different times.

After understanding this, Lin Zhengying decisively turned around and left. Zheng Yimin in front of him and Ji Jie who was screaming above were most likely repeating a period of time that had passed. Now he had to find the urn to break the situation.

Lin Zhengying returned to the first floor and found that the familiar black shadow had disappeared, but at this time he could roughly guess what the black shadow was. If there were no accidents, it should be that he escaped from the trap ten minutes ago and was looking for Chen everywhere.

The sea's own self.

According to my own memory, my other self should have turned left and entered the main part of the unfinished building.

After a slight hesitation, Lin Zhengying came up with a bold idea. He ran towards the main body, but the closer he got to where he should be now, the more Lin Zhengying felt that his body seemed to begin to twist.

"Huhu." Lin Zhengying was already a little out of breath after her lungs twisted into twists.

Sure enough, it is unrealistic to find oneself at multiple points in time and then rely on strong strength to sweep all the way. However, this should not be because of the time paradox, because from the moment the personal space items are reduced, the time paradox has long been broken.

Got into a ball.

After confirming that he could not get close to "himself", Lin Zhengying chose another direction. He wanted to go back to the place where he encountered the trap. He might be able to see who set the trap. In addition, he was not there when the trap was set up.

, this situation will not occur.

After running a few steps, Lin Zhengying thought of another question, which time line was Lin Zhengying?

Judging from the "self" I just saw outside, the last repeated timeline was more than ten minutes ago in my memory. So do the math. If you follow your current thoughts, you may appear in the

where.

After pondering for a few minutes and simulating his movements on the map in his mind, Lin Zhengying felt that he would most likely appear at the entrance in ten minutes!

After his eyes flashed, Lin Zhengying remembered the quickly disappearing black figure he saw when he came in. If that was also him...

That means that there should be several timelines before me that have already discovered the time confusion problem in this place.

Because it was difficult for Lin Zhengying, who was the first to come in, to discover this. As a pioneer, the only reminder he could get was that items in his personal space disappeared.

Based on her understanding of herself, Lin Zhengying felt that after discovering that things disappeared mysteriously, she would most likely not mess with the things in her personal space unless it was really necessary.

In addition, Lin Zhengying who was born in the first few times should not be able to find the problem, because at that time, they met characters from other time points and the probability of meeting the original timeline that caused the collision of timelines was small.

In other words, while he is definitely not the first Lin Zhengying, he is also most likely not the original Lin Zhengying, and he will not be the very last Lin Zhengying. After all, he believes that if the other him had discovered the problem a long time ago, he would definitely have it now.

This problem has been solved.

As a mid-range me, what should I do now?

Lin Zhengying thought for a moment, and then started to move. He was not yet sure what he should do, but he was sure what he shouldn't do, that is, he shouldn't stop where he was.

While moving forward, Lin Zhengying once again introduced a rule based on the fact that he had no other painful memories except the pain a few minutes ago.

That is, if the person at the back of the timeline is close to the person at the front of the timeline, only the person at the back of the timeline will feel uncomfortable, otherwise he should have felt uncomfortable more than once.

There is another thing, that is, there should be no way to remind yourself by the general method, such as writing a note. If this method can work, then you in the timeline slightly later than your own will have done it long ago, in the personal space

It should also be stuffed with notes.

But what not to do is not the most important. The most important thing is to find a way to remind yourself at a previous time point or to contact yourself at a later time point.