Chapter 42: The First Step of the Long March
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The Seven Figures also lost their souls and stood in the warehouse like corpses.
Without the suppression of the will, the coercion of the body itself spread in an instant, but it was suppressed by the body within the scope of the warehouse.
Every figure is like a murderous thing in the world.
The four holy bodies were dressed in black and gold robes, their hair was tied behind their backs, and their bodies seemed to be constantly roaring like four rui beasts, like dragons and phoenixes, like Xuanwu and like unicorns, with a majestic and terrifying coercion.
The replica next to it, with a high crown of hair, pearlescent flowing, there is a gossip diagram between the eyebrows, a light flashes from time to time, wearing a robe with white light lingering, the temperament is like a fairy who has been born into the world, although it is not terrifying, but standing there is like the whole world.
On one side, a replica wearing a pitch-black full-body battle armor, with black and red striped double knives hanging from his waist, spikes engraved with runes protruding from his shoulders and elbows, his eyes were like black holes, with a murderous aura like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, soaring into the sky, his face was as pale as paper, and his body was not strong, but it was as heavy as a mountain.
Xu Fei didn't pay attention to the others, at this time he was carefully accepting the transcendent origin of the copied soul.
"Taken together, the amount of twenty clones plundered is equivalent to the transcendent origin of the five different universes!"
"Although the thirteen souls pass through the other universe plane together, the subsystem can't store so much origin power, but it's already much better than when I was alone."
"System, how many years has it been offset this time?"
"Three thousand eight hundred and sixty-seven years of repulsion."
"Haha, that's good!"
Xu Fei looked sideways at his body scanning interface.
Power: 2.1
Constitution: 1.8
Spirit: 46.81
Dexterity: 1.8
Mental power: 46814 kg
Soul Supply: 20/serving
Mental Power: 923.12
The amount of souls has more than quadrupled, thanks to the fact that each soul splitting body has been raised by the Transcendent Origin Warmth.
"The soul of this universe is not divided, otherwise the power of the body will not be controlled, and the thirteen souls of the other universe will all be divided into 10 points per part!"
The thirteen souls in his mind instantly divided, just like the natural division of cells, and under the control of the system, they were divided into sixty-four soul bodies.
"Huh!"
In addition to the souls of the seven bodies, the remaining sixty-four soul bodies in his mind once again shuttled to the other universe.
"Go ahead! The first step of the Long March has been taken! ā
And the seven figures opened their eyes in an instant.
"Haha."
Looking at each other, although they are both plane executioners who are constantly killing, they will smile heartily in the face of their own doppelgangers.
The coercion that naturally emanates from each other's bodies has been restrained.
"Hum~"
Shuttle away again.
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June 25, 2004 at 9:00 a.m
Hong Kong.
Nestled on a spur of a bustling boulevard, there is a bar called WaitingBar, which means bar waiting.
If ordinary people see this signboard, they generally think that they are waiting for guests.
But who knows, this bar was specially opened by the owner in order to wait for his two closest people.
At this time, it was already late, and a man appeared on the street in front of the bar, illuminated by the dim street lamp.
Silent, but so abrupt.
The long hair tied behind his back, the black and gold robe, the trousers, and the boots that covered the calves were embroidered with golden clouds, although the fabric looked rich or expensive, but it was incompatible with this society.
Fortunately, there was no one on the street, and the man's strange makeup did not attract the attention of others.
Xu Fei walked slowly to the small house in front of him with a smile.
The structure of this house is very special, there are three floors, the first floor is used as a bar, and the second and third floors look like housing.
Even if there was a constant traffic on the street and the door of the bar was closed, Xu Fei could still hear the pleasant sound of the piano inside.
Xu Fei walked into the bar, followed the sound of the piano, and looked to the right, a young man wearing a black leather jacket and leather pants and sunglasses, who looked no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, at this time his fingers fluttered, playing a pleasant sound on the double-layered electronic piano.
"First, sir? What do you drink? ā
A young girl dressed as a waitress asked with some hesitation, although she wondered why the other party was wearing such clothes, but still asked with a smile on her face.
"Let's get a beer."
Xu Fei said casually, but his pace did not slow, and he casually sat down at a table in front of the young man.
The leather-clad young man felt Xu Fei's gaze, tilted his head slightly, and responded with a smile.
Since the opening of this bar, many people have been amazed by his piano skills, because it is very remarkable that a young man who is only a teenager can play the piano at such a high level.
Therefore, the young man had seen many guests staring at him, but no matter how vicious their eyes were, they couldn't see that there was an old soul in his seventies and eighties living in this body.
The waiter quickly brought over a dozen beers and placed them on the table, talking as he spoke.
"Sir, you spent a total of 299 yuan, do you want to pay by card or cash?"
Xu Fei smiled, picked up his wine glass and said to the young man who played the piano.
"Coming back to life, how about a piece of news about Ma Xiaoling and your wine money."
As he spoke, he drank the beer in his glass, he hadn't tasted it for a long time, and it felt good.
"Knock~"
The fingers of Guo Fusheng, which were originally very rhythmic, suddenly pressed on the piano and made a noise.
He turned his head to look, and in the dim light, his sunglasses couldn't see clearly, so he pulled off his sunglasses, stood up and walked over.
He asked excitedly.
"Who are you? Do you have news of Sister Xiaoling? ā
Xu Fei drank wine and didn't speak, and the waiter didn't stand on the side, nor did he leave, but the most anxious thing was the boss here, the leather-clad young man, who was revived.
"You go over first, I'll ask for this wine."
Guo Fusheng kept looking at Xu Fei, and waved his hand without raising his head.
"Okay, boss."
Guo Fusheng pulled out a chair and sat down, asking excitedly.
"Tell me quickly, where are Sister Xiaoling and Brother Guo?"
Xu Fei looked at the situation with a pale face, and said funny.
"Don't worry, you'll be able to see Ma Xiaoling in a few minutes."
Guo Fusheng looked unbelieving, he stood up impatiently and grabbed Xu Fei's collar.
He was very anxious, for the past three years, the uncertainty of Ma Xiaoling and Guo Tianyou's life and death had always made him sit on pins and needles, and he was eager to know everything about them.
"Huh?"
Xu Fei held the wine glass, his eyes glanced, and his resurrected hand retracted in an instant like an electric shock, and his body was also spread out on the chair.
Fusheng gasped, and at that moment, he seemed to have walked aside on the line of life and death, and the person in front of him was definitely not a person!
I have experienced two world-destroying catastrophes and seen many powerful masters, this feeling has been seen many times since I was resurrected, but none of them have the horror of the person in front of me!