Summoning your own shadow as a doppelganger, fight for yourself, share firepower and even assassinate enemies.

In any way, the doppelganger technique is definitely a magic skill, and it is entirely possible to make the user change from isolation to a group organization in an instant-

After all, the basis for summoning is one's own shadow, and the shadow is such a thing...... No matter how you look at it, it can't be a valuable, non-renewable resource.

Or if you use this spell to the limit, you can use the "existence" of your own shadow, that is, you can use your own shadow completely and summon a clone with almost the same strength as the main body, which is quite terrifying.

And the price is that it is possible to completely lose his own shadow, and once something goes wrong with this clone, I am afraid that the backlash along the invisible mysterious connection will make Mo Chen himself have to pay a tragic enough price.

So he didn't want to take any risks at all, just routinely using the power of shadows.

Anyway, you can help yourself fight, you can act alone, and you can also allow yourself to swap places with the summoned shadow clone at any time, even if the shadow clone dies, it will only lose part of its mana, and it will not really affect itself......

So, what more could you ask for?

Why is it that in order to pursue the ultimate ability of the shadow clone, this spell ability is enhanced to a level that may have a negative effect?

Mo Chen found that when creating a shadow clone, the clone had about eighty percent of its own strength, including but not limited to physical abilities, mysterious abilities, etc., and even the upper limit of magic power was four-fifths.

And when two shadow clones are made, each shadow clone has 70% of the strength of the main body;

When creating three shadow clones, each shadow clone has 60% of the strength of the main body......

Basically, every time a shadow clone is added to the original basis, the overall strength of the shadow clones will decrease by about 10% year-on-year, and the mental load required by multi-threaded operation will also increase significantly.

Mo Chen hadn't tried a shadow clone with how many percent of his strength, and he could still have the combat power to suppress ordinary people, but he knew that the best state was the state of double shadows, that is, summoning two shadow clones.

If he only manipulated one shadow clone in a single thread, he would feel as if he was at ease, but if he manipulated two at the same time, it seemed to be just right.

If the number of shadow clones is too large, it will be a little too much, and the distribution of his attention and calculation power will be a little unable to keep up.

If the enemy you face is still a rabble like the previous Solari thugs, it is better to say that even if a clone suddenly freezes, suddenly appears a flaw or something, that group of wastes will definitely not be able to seize the moment of lightning.

But now, the place to infiltrate is the ancient palace in the center of the island, and the enemies to face are legendary ghosts and ancient evil spirits, but it is not suitable for such a wave.

In this way, there are three "Mo Chen" sneaking in the magnificent ancient palace, one body and two clones.

They groped in three completely different directions and performed unimaginable stealth skills. Although the ancient palace in the canyon has been dilapidated for thousands of years, it is clear that there are still people—or things—that are still being maintained.

Of course, they can't do too much elaborate work under their conditions, but they are doing things like "keeping the lights on in the palace", and they don't know where they got all this grease.

That's right, I don't know how many Storm Guardians, that is, those ghosts inhabit the ancient palace.

They are supposed to be Himiko's magical creations, almost every one of them is two meters tall and as powerful as an ox, and they are able to move freely in heavy armor, as if they are communicating through a dull roar.

Among them, there are even some behemoths three or four meters tall, which look like giant ghosts, and even the clockwork warriors are unlikely to be their enemies.

Mo Chen didn't care much, firstly, he didn't think this was a strong enemy, and secondly, he didn't plan to fight head-on at all. There is no need to sneak in quietly, so why choose such a thankless way?

"I'm an Assassin! It's an assassin! Stealth is king, and everything is heretical......"

He admonished himself in his heart, and then, with a full sense of professional honor, continued to maintain a state of stealth, walking around the huge ancient palace.

His own stealth skills have long been trained to a very high level in the world of disgrace, and "supernatural" is not counted, but there is always a level of "entering the house".

Even humans with relatively keen senses might not be able to detect the signs of Mo Chen sneaking past under their noses, let alone the stupid black coarse Storm Guardians.

Besides, the technology is not enough, and the spell will make up.

Mo Chen's mastery of shadow walking and flickering teleportation can obviously be quite effective in enhancing the ability value of stealth.

In this way, he took advantage of the darkness of the night to look everywhere for the location of Himiko in the ancient palace, where most of the area was dark. It was supposed to be a large hall or pagoda that could be held during the festival, but that would have to be found by himself.

"Here I want to praise the superiority of domestic web games, when will the world be able to have the function of "automatic pathfinding"......"

He muttered under his breath in the darkness.

Of course, Mo Chen also searched for some things that he thought were more valuable in the process, anyway, he was also taking the sheep by the way, and he was busy taking things when he saw them, and the magic space was responsible for storage, and he didn't take it for nothing.

Although the magic space does not increase the overall volume due to the clone, the clone and the main body share the same warehouse. Therefore, no matter who gets something valuable, no matter who gets something valuable, it is equivalent to starting directly.

If you can find the technical means to make the Storm Guardian from this ancient palace, it is really the best, if the manufacturing method of the Clockwork Warrior is mechanical technology, then the manufacturing method of the Storm Guardian is probably biochemical technology.

Well, it feels a bit like the result of the technology side, and it doesn't seem appropriate.

Or should it be classified more precisely, such as the biological alchemy of the mystical side?

It's just that such a long time has passed, even if there is really any secret book or lone book that records valuable knowledge, it must have already decayed, so Mo Chen didn't have much hope.

The stealth had been smooth, and he didn't know how long he had been groping in the dark, but when he almost felt like he was going to use his memory to restore most of the map of the ancient palace, he finally sensed the place he was looking for.

Some strange wave of power appeared on the edge of the perceptual realm of one of his clones.

Mo Chen swapped the positions of the main body and the clone, and then walked out of the current palace.

There was no stellar light in the dark night, but the previous thunderstorm had long since stopped, and what appeared in front of him was a bridge that led straight to some complex of buildings on the cliffs of the canyon opposite.

He let out a long breath, then stepped forward without hesitation.

But in the next moment-

The wind is blowing, and the sand is flying. Something seemed to explode in the stagnant air, and suddenly a terrifying storm blew up, one after the other.

Mo Chen's face changed, he only felt that his body was about to be knocked away by some huge force all of a sudden, and he almost rode the wind along the violent air current, and almost wanted to land on the moon.

What the hell is this weird wind?

At this moment, in the palace behind him, with the sound of rushing and killing, a large number of storm guards poured out like a tide.

……

……

On the other side of the island, there is a plateau of villages near the coastal forest.

"Thank God, you're still alive......"

Her clothes were torn in many places, and Laura, who was covered in blood, was crying and laughing next to Rose, venting her emotions, and Rose was half-lying on the ground, looking at her helplessly but gratifyingly, one of his legs was covered with bloody injuries.

And the corpses of several wild wolves that had been shot to death lay nearby, and not far from a pavilion near the cliff, there were five or six men and women with shocked faces and trembling with fear.

- I was probably frightened by the human-wolf battle that had just been staged, and I had seen it in movies at most on weekdays, but now I have witnessed the real horror that is being staged in front of my eyes, and of course I am stunned one by one.

"God has nothing to do with this." Rose smiled and replied, "But it's great to see you again, girl." ”

"yes, so am I, I'm so glad to see you...... It's so sad that they bite out so many wounds on your legs. Laura wiped away a handful of tears, calmed down, and began to look down at the other party's injured leg.

"Don't worry, it's not that serious...... By the way, do you have any news from anyone else? ”

"Well, Sanmantha is out of danger, but she hasn't met Reyes yet...... Dr. Whitman, I don't know......" Laura replied after a moment's thought, then couldn't help but exclaim, "Wait, what do you want to do, don't move!" ”

"The wolves just snatched my backpack for food, and the launcher I took off the lifeboat was inside."

Ross forced himself to hold on to a large rock next to him, trying to drag his injured leg to his feet, and he casually said, "If we don't get the launcher back, it's going to be hard to get out of this damn island." ”

"Okay, okay—" Laura said, raising her hand, a little anxious, "but you need it more now...... Need bandages, morphine, antibiotics, ......"

"Those things are in the backpack too."

"Damn!" Laura was stunned for a moment when she was interrupted, then gritted her silver teeth hard, lowered her head and scolded fiercely.

"Don't worry, there's a solution, right......"

Ross seemed to be grinning because of the injured leg.

"These people seem to be tourists who were killed, Chinese. I heard gunshots here, and I happened to meet them when I came over......"

"Tourists ...... killed"

Laura turned her head to look at the frightened pale guys in the pavilion, and suddenly her heart moved, "By the way, Rose, I also met one of these people before, and he also said that he was a Chinese tourist who was killed. ”

"And then? He's dangerous? Or is there something else that deserves your attention? ”

"I—I don't know, because Sanmantha just contacted me, and Ross you were dealing with the wolves, and you probably didn't hear it......," Laura said with some uncertainty, trying to recall what her best friend had just said over the radio, and it always felt ridiculous.

"What did she say?"

She said...... She said the man was not human. Laura pursed her lips vigorously and said with some embarrassment.

Rose frowned slightly: "Not human?" Does that mean that person is quite dangerous, and ruthless to that extent? If that's the case, then you really need to pay attention......"

"No, it's not that, Sanmantha means that he's really not human, not human!"

Laura shook her head, trying to organize the language.

Sanmantha said she saw it...... That person may only be human in appearance, but in fact something else......"

“……”

“……”

In the pavilion not far away, the five or six tourists who were killed looked at each other, and they didn't necessarily need to know foreign languages to travel abroad, but they all happened to be the kind of people who did.

However, at this moment, listening to the conversation between these two people, they both felt a little chilly on their bodies.

What the hell was that pretty young girl talking about? How can there be a sense of déjà vu in a horror movie, is there anything more terrifying on this damn island besides villains and beasts?