Chapter 1196 Unpredictable Future

Since Ma Sun's existence time was the same as the duration of the Moya Ling Shu, and he was a dedicated combat-type summon, Feng Bujue naturally chose him as the bearer of the Ling Shu's power.

As 15% of his spirit energy value was consumed, a shadow of a battle general emerged behind Brother Jue.

In an instant, a spiritual wind arose, and the heroic soul manifested.

Ma Sun had a face like gold and jade, eyes like sparkling stars; a wolf's waist and an ape's arms, a tiger's back and a dragon's form; he wore a purple-gold three-pointed helmet, and purple-gold linked armor; on the shoulders and collar, a touch of red brocade was like the scorching sun, slowly rising with the spiritual energy.

Just as he was summoned, Feng Bujue waved the Ling Shu in his hand...

In an instant, a terrifying aura of death burst out from the Ling Shu, completely enveloping Ma Sun, who was only half-formed.

Seconds later, Ma Sun let out an angry roar, his voice like a thunderclap, "Ha!"

The power of necromancy bloomed in response, spreading around like a raging wind.

For a time, sand and stones flew across the battlefield, and the air was filled with eerie ghost energy.

When Ma Sun reappeared, he seemed to have grown by another three points, his body intertwined with black death energy and golden spiritual energy... These two completely different energies were now united, complementing each other, giving this summon a terrifying combat power.

"Hey! Nu Ge." Feng Bujue turned his head and shouted at Vishnu on the distant battlefield.

"Huh? Are you calling me?" Vishnu responded, turning his head. By now, the pressure on his side had lessened considerably. With the help of Twenty-Three, Leng Feng, and Matcha Su, the Four Heavenly Kings of the Gods had escaped danger, while the Origin's derivatives were basically just taking a beating.

"Excuse me, lend me a guan dao to play with," Feng Bujue continued.

"Ah? Oh..." Vishnu responded with a slight hesitation, then transformed a piece of bronze material into the shape of a guan dao, and manipulated it to fly towards Feng Bujue.

A minute later, Vishnu belatedly realized... Feng Bujue must have watched a lot of match recordings, so he knew that his ability could create any shape of cold weapon at will.

"Thank you." Feng Bujue caught the flying guan dao with one hand, his eyes gleamed, and he lightly chided, "Ma Sun!"

"Oh!" Ma Sun responded in a deep voice, already understanding Feng Bujue's intentions. Immediately, he raised his arms in a void gesture, and a guan dao also appeared in his hands.

One man and one spirit stood back-to-back, holding their blades, their majesty impressive.

In terms of aura alone, they were indeed no less imposing than Lute.

"Is your cosplay finished?" Lute looked at Brother Jue and asked in a mocking tone.

"Hmph... I'm just holding a blade as a prop to match Ma Sun's moves." Feng Bujue replied, while tidying up his messy hairstyle, leaving only a small tuft of hair sticking up at the back of his head. "I don't look like I'm cosplaying anyone, and my guan dao doesn't have a Taiji pattern engraved on it, does it?"

"You call this not pretending... um... never mind." Lute hesitated, quickly calmed her emotions, and replied with a calm expression, "I will not be provoked by your inconsistent and deliberately arrogant methods..."

"Oh... so you refuse to comment..." Feng Bujue said, "Hehe... suit yourself."

As soon as the words fell, the man and spirit moved together.

Feng Bujue dragged his blade and charged forward, leaping and slashing.

Even if his slash came straight down on her head, Lute would not be afraid, but... Brother Jue had Ma Sun behind him.

From a direct perspective, Ma Sun's blade... the power of necromancy flowed unrestrained, the momentum of the blade was like a waterfall cascading down a mountain; and from a data level, the intensity of the data stream carried by this blade was no less than Lute's own "Snap Light Burst."

Although she was unwilling to show weakness in front of a mere player, Lute had no choice but to evade.

Suddenly, a butterfly shadow flitted, transforming into a fluttering illusion, and flashing quickly to the side and rear.

Feng Bujue's leaping slash landed, and the blade's aura burst forth, cutting the street, buildings, and even the air in front of him... into two.

This power to split mountains and seas was only a simple and direct heavy strike, not a skill.

"Snap." A snap of the fingers.

Lute dodged the blade and immediately launched a counterattack.

The white beam of light rose again with a bang, but this kind of attack obviously couldn't hit Brother Jue. At least until his survival value dropped to 2%, he could repeatedly activate [Ling Shi Ju Shen Shu - Modified] to evade.

"Um... I have a clear understanding of the approximate power." Feng Bujue dodged the opponent's attack and calmly pondered, "Then... the warm-up ends here." It turned out that his first slash was just to test how strong Ma Sun was under the blessing of the Moya Ling Shu, in order to calibrate the "zero-time difference calculation" and grasp the measure of control.

"Don't be so arrogant!" Lute scolded angrily, her butterfly wings fluttering, stirring up gusts of wind.

Feng Bujue stepped forward fiercely, spinning and rushing forward.

In the blink of an eye, the two were within ten feet of each other.

"Chinese Sword Dance!" Feng Bujue suddenly stretched out his body, suspended in the air, sending the guan dao forward in succession, dancing out layers of illusions.

Ma Sun followed closely behind him like a shadow, using the same move, with the power to uproot mountains and rivers.

Seeing that her butterfly wings could not stop her opponent, Lute immediately changed her move. The metallic liquid around her body peeled off layer by layer like petals, and hundreds of metal threads met the blade shadows one by one. Each collision between metal and the blade tip created a small-scale light explosion.

Bang bang bang... Explosions bloomed densely.

Feng Bujue's position was almost unaffected, because his attack was only intended to be in the abstract, Ma Sun was the real attacker. And Ma Sun and the weapon in his hand were originally spirit bodies, the giant guan dao would not be destroyed. Even if it was temporarily eroded by the explosion, it could be repaired and reshaped in an instant with death energy.

No matter how fast Lute's self-healing speed was, it could not match the endless stream of death energy. In this ultra-high-speed and fierce confrontation, she was clearly at a disadvantage.

"I'll go... is that guy's summon an S-level? This is more powerful than Zhao Yingwang's Blood Stone Golem, right?" Vishnu exclaimed in surprise as he watched the fierce battle in the distance, with its constant explosions and loud noises.

"Speaking of which... that Lute, she's already in her second form, right..." Shiva added, "At this rate... it's possible that Brother Feng will destroy her last two forms in one go..."

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On the other side, Xiao Tan had already carried Chi Tie and Gui Xiao far away.

Although Wang Tanzhi was also 1.8 meters tall, it was still quite difficult to carry two people at the same time. Gui Xiao was fine, a small and thin guy of 1.69 meters, at most a high school student's physique, but Chi Tie was a strong and tall guy, and it really took some effort to carry him.

Fortunately, Xiao Tan was now a level thirty-five player, and his basic strength and speed were much stronger than ordinary people, otherwise it would have been really difficult.

Before long, Xiao Tan arrived a few streets away. Having moved away from Lute's line of sight, they should be temporarily safe.

Xiao Tan found a ruined wall, threw the two people to the ground, and without saying a word, took out the panacea that Feng Bujue had given him from his luggage, and reached out to put it into Chi Tie's mouth.

After Chi Tie swallowed ***-500, the white light of the data stream in his eyes quickly lit up. After a few seconds, he sat up abruptly, quickly scanned the surroundings, and then frantically grabbed some dung-colored polluted substances from the ground and broken walls next to him and smeared them on his body...

"Phew... you've been a great help." After Chi Tie's wounds were covered by those substances, they began to squirm strangely, but judging from his expression, this seemed to be a good thing. "By the way... quickly wake this kid up!" As he said this, he turned his head and looked at Gui Xiao on the ground.

"I only have one pill..." Xiao Tan replied.

"You don't need any props to wake him up." Chi Tie replied as he walked quickly towards Gui Xiao.

"Uh... his condition doesn't seem like ordinary unconsciousness." Xiao Tan reminded him. This was not a professional opinion given by him as a doctor, but a very simple inference... If Gui Xiao was just knocked unconscious, then he should have woken up long ago under the stimulation of sound, light, or the turbulence of movement.

"Ah, I know." Chi Tie said, kneeling on one knee and reaching out to the back of Gui Xiao's neck, supporting his head.

"Hey... what do you want to do..." Xiao Tan immediately had some very bad guesses in his mind, "If you want to do CPR, I suggest you lay his body flat... If you want to use a method from a fairy tale, I have to advise you..."

Crack—

Just after hearing a strange sound, Chi Tie used his hand to pull something out from the back of Gui Xiao's neck.

The shape of that thing looked like a spine with insect legs, and its material was a silver metal, similar to the body material of Lute's previous forms. It could be seen that when Chi Tie pulled this strange vertebra out from the back of Gui Xiao's neck, it also brought out a few strands of blood.

"What did you want to say just now?" Chi Tie threw the strange vertebra in his hand to the ground, and the thing quickly turned into liquid.

"Uh... nothing." Xiao Tan replied awkwardly.

"Hee-" At this time, Gui Xiao on the ground suddenly opened his eyes, and then he gasped sharply, as if he was having an asthma attack, with an extremely painful expression.

"Don't worry." Chi Tie reached out to signal Xiao Tan not to be nervous, "He's just adapting to his organs."

Hearing this, Xiao Tan thought for two seconds: "Are you saying... that thing you just pulled out is an extracorporeal circulation device?"

"Ah, almost." Chi Tie said.

"Vom—" Gui Xiao vomited against the wall for a while, but couldn't vomit anything except stomach acid, "Haa... haa..." He evened out his breathing and opened his mouth to curse, "Bastard... haa... haa..." A surging fighting spirit quickly appeared on his face, "I was too careless before, I should have used my strongest state to fight directly..."

"Hey, kid, in order to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings, let me introduce myself first..." Chi Tie quickly started talking, he wanted to explain the positions of the three derivatives of the Z organization to Gui Xiao first, so as not to launch an attack without understanding the situation.

"k1-Chi Tie." Unexpectedly, Gui Xiao interrupted him directly, "You, r2-Leng Feng, and x-23 are all derivatives who are hostile to Lute. And I know what happened before." He paused, spat, "My consciousness has always been clear, but I can't move."

"Since there's no problem here, then..." Xiao Tan said, with his dual blades already out, and turned around and strode away, "I won't keep you company..."

Before the sound faded, his figure had already swept several feet away.

"Heh... he's much more reliable than he looks." Chi Tie smiled, "Let's go over too."

Crackling—

"Ah..." Gui Xiao twisted the knuckles of his hands, "I still have a debt to settle with Lute..."

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Back to the battle... In these few minutes, Feng Bujue took advantage of the victory to pursue and became more and more courageous in battle.

Relying on the shocking power of Ma Sun, Brother Jue fought Lute to retreat steadily, only able to parry.

"Golden Chinese Sword Dance!"

The ultimate move came out vigorously, dancing out the golden shadows of blades all over the sky.

Under the gorgeous blade light, Lute had already shown a desperate momentum.

"To think she would be strong to this extent..." On Lute's tactical analysis interface, her own survival probability was constantly decreasing. Obviously, the effect brought by the legendary item [Moya Ling Shu] had exceeded her calculations.

"Good... another move 'Blade Illusion', force out the first form..." Feng Bujue had already perceived the other party's defeat, and suddenly his killing intent increased sharply, and he went up again with momentum.

Feng Bujue knew that no matter how great an advantage he established, it would disappear in five minutes. And Lute was also very clear about this "time limit", so she would definitely try her best to survive this period of time.

This fierce battle between the two was not only on the combat level, but also on the psychological level. Facing an opponent who was far superior to him in terms of intelligence gathering, Feng Bujue had to consider more and further.

"Blade Illusion!" Feng Bujue seized an opening and thrust his blade.

The giant blade in Ma Sun's hand followed, and at the same time, dozens of golden phantoms of weapons rose in the air, like a forest of blades, covering Lute.

"You want to see my first form so much... Then I will fulfill you!" Lute finally reached a point where she could not avoid it, and had to move the idea of ​​dying together... She ignored her own damage, facing the blade shadow, and summoned the strongest white beam of light under herself.

Boom—

White light flashed, blasting into the sky.

The energy raged wildly, sweeping across the wilderness. The impact of this attack was no less than the formation when the Blast Tunnel appeared.

But this time... the players were all prepared. After all, they saw the beam of light first, and then were affected by the shock wave. During this period, there was still a second or two of reaction time. Therefore, the four players of the Gods, Devouring Sky Ghost Xiao, Xiao Tan, Matcha Su, and the three members of the Z organization, all used some defensive methods, and in the end no one was blown away or injured by this energy.

As for Feng Bujue, who was closest to the light explosion...

"Lost 21%..." He said, looking at his survival value, "Um... still within acceptable range."

Feng Bujue had already retreated into the air at this time, standing in the air by virtue of the special effects of Void Stepping. In just that flash of lightning, Ma Sun's heroic spirit actually blocked in front of Brother Jue by himself, and met the violent light explosion head-on.

Of course, even without this scene, the duration of the summoning skill was about to end. So it's hard to say whether this enhanced Ma Sun was defeated by the light explosion, or disappeared during the process of resisting the light explosion due to the time limit.

"This future..." Lute's voice came from the gradually dissipating smoke, "It's a mess..."

The moonlight shone down, slowly reflecting her stunningly beautiful face.

Her first form was purely humanoid. No wings, no strange derived limbs, and her body proportions were the same as normal humans. She had become a body of flesh and blood, wearing a set of gray clothes and pants. This appearance looked the same as the fifteenth form, except that... Lute in the first form had a face as beautiful as a celestial being.

Her face seemed to have a magical power that made people unable to resist the urge to gaze at it, but after looking at it for a few seconds, they would feel it difficult to look at directly, and would voluntarily move their eyes away. This kind of beauty transcended gender, race, and even the usual sense of aesthetics... Just like the Nether King's "Fear Aura," Lute's face seemed to be forcibly instilling the mental signal of "beauty" into other conscious individuals.

This was an unreal, indescribable beauty. No matter who you compared her to, it was impossible to compare. Even someone like Xu Huai殇, an idol-level figure, was just a flawed three-dimensional woman in front of Lute in her first form... not worth mentioning.

Perhaps due to the system's interference, the players in the broadcast area could not feel this anomaly. In the eyes of the audience outside the script, this was just a relatively pretty face, similar to the cover girls commonly used in 3D games.

"But..." Lute smiled, and this smile paled the bright moon, she continued the previous words, "It's indeed very interesting."

At this time, all the Origin derivatives who came to this script with Lute had been killed, without exception.

The first form of Root was the players' last opponent. As long as they defeated her, everything would return to normal. The dead could turn into white light and be teleported away; the living could also leave here normally.

"Don't be fooled by her appearance..." Twenty-Three said solemnly to Feng Bujue, "All the previous forms combined... are not as terrifying as this one."

"Where is it terrifying?" Lute asked with a smile.

In this instant, she had actually appeared in front of Twenty-Three.

Twenty-Three's pupils dilated, her face turned pale, and an unspeakable force made her lose the ability to move.

Before she finished speaking, Lute's hand had touched Twenty-Three's chin. She gently raised her face, looking at her up close: "How could such a perfect face be associated with terror?"

"Lan..." Leng Feng, who was closest, made a move quickly.

Lute smiled, raised her other free hand, and flicked her finger in the direction of Leng Feng.

In the next second, the kick transformed by Lan's leg was torn apart by an invisible and silent force. The force remained undiminished after breaking the move, and silently severed Leng Feng's right leg, and collapsed a building behind him...

"Are you blind? Twenty-Three." Lute continued to say to Twenty-Three, "Since you have no eyes... then you no longer need these eyes..."