An announcement to all members of the Halo Guild had been sent half an hour ago, not only in the game, but also on social platforms in real life.

The spells made of glow hourglasses had all been organized by the Rainbow and quickly distributed to all members of the guild.

Qiu Shuangyue knew that this war was about to start.

For players on the side of the Manyo Kingdom and the rebel side of the Star Weaver Country, this may be the first raid battle in this game, and for them, this may be the second siege battle in this game.

You ask me what was the first time?

Do you still need to ask, naturally it was the time when the Wanye Kingdom fell.

Although the strength of the players in the Wanye Kingdom was not very good at that time, so that even ordinary soldiers of the Weaving Star Kingdom could not defeat them, at least, in terms of evacuating the people of Holy Lotus City and helping the local soldiers defend the city, these nameless players did a good job.

It can be said that the construction of the Manyo Country camp now also has their credit.

"But the thing about defending the city...... It's easy to say, but how do you do it? Qiu Shuangyue leaned back on the chair of the chairman's chair and muttered as she looked at the ceiling.

"In addition, the whole country is in a state of chaos now, and the nuns of the Inquisition Institute cannot return immediately, so they must stay in the local area to contain the rebels there......"

Speaking of this, Qiu Shuangyue couldn't help but sigh.

"Sure enough, this kind of thing is very difficult, but as the president, I have to take responsibility for the starting point."

At that moment, he suddenly seemed to remember something.

It was something he had awakened from his previous battle with the Edge Night.

This kind of thing, they call it the source.

To be honest, before Qiu Shuangyue felt the power he had, he never thought that this kind of power could actually appear in him. After all, the power displayed by the glowing hourglass and the long night on the edge was a little too unreal for him, like something out of fantasy or science fiction.

But when it comes to itself, it's very different.

"But this thing...... I guess it's called 'copying'. Qiu Shuangyue said this, slowly stretched out her hands, and then slowly looked at the palms of her hands.

In that palm, there was nothing.

But in the perspective of the autumn frost moon, there are infinite possibilities there.

His eyes were fixed on his palms, and his mind began to recall the time when he fought Autumn Frost Moon.

At that time, the feeling of those black mist appearing on his hands was so natural that he was a little intoxicated by it.

As he danced the black elves, he felt as if he was the owner of the black mist, and that the Rim Night was the one who stole the power from him.

But memories can only be memories after all, and if Qiu Shuangyue can't use his five senses to touch what he wants to copy, then he can't embody it anyway.

When trying to summon the black mist, Qiu Shuangyue always felt that there was a chain in his mind, locking his connection with the things in his memory, so that he could not do what he wanted.

So, in the end, Qiu Shuangyue gave up looking for a template in her memories and cast her eyes on the real world.

The first thing that caught his eye was a pen on his desk.

It was a delicate pen made of metal and feathers, and the words "May the light protect you" were delicately engraved on the barrel of the quill.

"Origin Copy."

A thought flashed in Qiu Shuangyue's mind in an instant, like the burst of a small spark.

Immediately afterward, a copy of the pen appeared in his hand intact.

"Wow." Qiu Shuangyue looked at the quill that suddenly appeared in her hand, and was suddenly surprised by her ability, "This is exactly the same." ”

That's exactly the same of course.

Otherwise, why would this ability still be called replication?

"Then try this." Qiu Shuangyue turned his gaze to Cailuo, who was standing at the door and explaining the information to the members, and his target this time was the two big swords that Cailuo was carrying on his back.

He remembered that the two great swords were legendary weapons called the Akabara Hound.

"If it's really legendary, then if I copy them, will they be exactly the same?" With such curiosity, Autumn Frost Moon gathered her spirit again on the Akabara Hound behind Cailuo.

This time, however, the results were a little different from last time.

The first is when he is copying.

When the image of the two Akabara Hounds was projected into his mind from his origin, he suddenly felt a gravity pressing on his head.

The gravity made his head so heavy that he almost collapsed on the table at one point, but he endured it.

Because he could feel that something was slowly appearing in his hand on the table as his head grew heavier.

"Maybe that's the pressure that comes with copying legendary items...... If I can make it through this period of time, then maybe I can replicate the Akabara Hound. Qiu Shuangyue kept using these words to motivate herself, trying to keep herself going.

But the process of replication was far more difficult than he had imagined.

Every time he carved a pattern on the body of the sword in his mind, the weight on his head was even greater.

Continued physical oppression eventually leads to a mental breakdown.

In the end, Qiu Shuangyue still failed to complete the great cause in her heart, and fell on the table.

But the moment he hit his face on the table, he could clearly feel that he had touched something metallic.

Did you just copy it successfully?

Autumn Frost Moon, whose skin touched the cold steel, was immediately excited by the cold and the idea in her head, and jumped up from her seat.

But fortunately, he didn't knock over the furniture, and he didn't make too much noise, so those who were standing at the front door and listening to Cailuo's speech didn't notice Qiu Shuangyue's movements.

"Whew...... It's okay, it's okay. Qiu Shuangyue wiped a cold sweat, and then set her eyes on the two big swords on the table.

The two swords took on a unique iron-gray color, stacked on top of each other in an extremely rough way, like two mandarin duck swords.

"This ...... Did I really copy the Akabara Hound? Qiu Shuangyue looked at the two big swords in front of her and the weapons behind Cailuo, and couldn't help but lose her mouth for a while.