Xiao Zhimiao reached out to grab Achill's hand, but she had already turned into a red light and entered Xiao Zhimiao's body.

Archer turned his life into faith and dedicated it to Xiao Zhimiao.

When the players come back to life, the panel pops up wildly:

[Trigger God-level OSS Fallen Evil God - Thorn Rose Secia]

The players were shocked, and then ecstatic, Xiao Zhimiao really summoned the evil god Sessia!

As the players watch, an unsightly evil god in black witch robes hovers hovers in the air, his signature long red hair fluttering in the wind.

I saw that the evil god Secia raised his hand towards the copy OSS and pressed it down gently, and the copy OSS was immediately crushed to the ground by a crimson wave, and a large crater appeared on the ground.

In the next second, the copy OSS copied Sessia's defensive magic array, which was much stronger than the defensive shield forced by Crimson Mana.

Xiao Zhimiao used the same skill to quickly offset the defensive magic array, the seal in her hand flickered above her hand, and countless crimson magic turned into thorns and grew out of the ground, tightly entangling the black shadow.

The quest oss broke free of the thorns and shattered them, and another thorn continued to entangle him.

Xiao Zhimiao looked at him with an indifferent face, and put a magic array to restore his vitality under him, she didn't want his life, she just tortured him, if he copied his ability, she would immediately cancel it out.

"You're just an imposter after all, and no matter how much you copy my skills, you won't be able to surpass me."

Xiao Zhimiao's words seemed to anger him, and he roared, shattering all the thorns around him, and flew up with a crimson blade to attack Xiao Zhimiao.

As he attacked, the black mist on him faded, revealing a face identical to that of Secia.

The corners of Xiao Zhimiao's mouth were hooked, and a sharp blade was also condensed in his hand, taking his attack.

"Looks like you still want to be me? It's a pity, I thought you had your own dignity."

The dungeon OSS had the same face as Secia, but with some distortion and anger.

Xiao Zhimiao's words were poking at his heart, even if the phantom person became a god, he still couldn't have his own soul, how sad.

"That copy oss, why does it look so much like Xiao Zhimiao?"

Nan Xue and Aman and other players looked at the dungeon OSS that was fighting fiercely with Xiao Zhimiao, and their expressions were a little surprised.

Xu Zhilan stroked the Qiansi in his hand, looked at them coldly and said, "The characteristic of the phantom is imitation, and the strongest one we have here is her, and the copy OSS naturally wants to imitate Xiao Zhimiao."

Aman: "Isn't the evil god the strongest here? Why doesn't the dungeon oss imitate him?"

Nan Xue glanced at Xu Zhilan, saw the coldness emanating from his eyes, and felt a sigh in her heart, and immediately followed his words: "Also, this evil god has not shown his face, and the copy oss can only imitate Xiao Zhimiao."

Aman continued to mumble, "But why is it the same red hair as the copy oss, I look at ......."

Before she finished speaking, Sun Yuyue hit Aman hard, and Nanxue also turned her head to look at her.

Aman looked at them and shut up.

Here, Xiao Zhimiao knocked the copy oss to the ground with a heavy blow, and continued to wrap around him with thorns.

The dungeon OSS was cut with blood from the thorns, and he knew that no matter how much he fought with Secia, he would not win unless Secia killed him.

He stopped struggling, raised his head and looked at Xiao Zhimiao: "Aren't you able to kill me, why don't you do it?"

After saying that, He laughed, "Don't you dare, if you kill me, you will all die, including you Sessia, who was once as powerful as the supreme god, has finally become an ant in their hands hahahaha.......

Xiao Zhimiao patiently listened to him, reached out and pinched his chin, looked at this face that was exactly the same as hers, endured the disgust in his heart, and asked, "You know me very well, could it be you."

Ever admired me?"

"How can I look up to you!" Copy oss shook his head and dodged Xiao Zhimiao's hand.

Xiao Zhimiao looked at his expression and smiled, "I'm right, and it doesn't seem to be as simple as admiration."

She leaned in front of Him and stared at Him tightly, "I find it interesting that you Phantoms are so vivid when you imitate others, but once you want to be yourself, your mind can't hide at all, like a three-year-old child, your expression betrays you."

As he spoke, Xiao Zhimiao condensed a knife with crimson magic power in his hand, slashed it on his face, the playful look dissipated, and he looked at him coldly and said, "It's just that you shouldn't do these things in front of my face."

"Secia, you deserve it!"

The dungeon OSS didn't show any pain as if it wasn't in pain, and it didn't show any pain because of the injury.

He looked at Secia's deliberately concealed face and said, "I advised you that if you could listen to my advice, we would definitely be able to build a greater shrine of faith than the city of Kane, and we would be able to gain more faith and strength, and your softness of heart would kill you, and cause you to fall from the detectives!"

He laughed as he spoke, "From now on, you will have to be at the mercy of those hypocritical gods like a pawn!"

Xiao Zhimiao listened to him say this, and said, "What's the difference between you and them?"

Copy oss shook his head with a smile: "It seems that even you now still have a fatal weakness compared to the past, Sessia, if you want to re-establish rules and order, you must step on countless bones!" Only fire and blood can be subverted!"

Xiao Zhimiao's expression did not change: "Your fate seems to be worse than mine, don't you say it's because of me?"

Copy OSS snorted coldly: "Of course ......."

"You should have a name," Xiao Zhimiao interrupted him, "Let me guess, I gave you the name?"

Seeing that his expression froze, and his face against her faintly wanted to change back, Xiao Zhimiao hooked the corners of his mouth: "Let me guess again, you won't be picked up by me, right?"

The face of the copy OSS gradually turned back to a black shadow, and it took a while for Xiao Zhimiao to hear him say, "Do you care?"

After speaking, a crimson red blade pierced Xiao Zhimiao's body.

Hiss......

This dungeon OSS is really moody.

Xiao Zhimiao turned the crimson red blade into a burst of red mist with a little bit of her hand, she stepped back away from him, what she said just now was guessed by her through the memory of the little phantom she devoured before, one of the characteristics of phantoms is convergence, they will approach creatures or the same kind with similar experiences and pasts.

Although this copy OSS did not answer her speculations, the sentence just revealed him, and he didn't seem to want to hide and deceive.

A phantom person, who does not hide or deceive in this situation, is already very strange.

However, the truth of what he said just now is to be considered, and even if it is true, it is also a subjective consciousness of this phantom OSS.

She didn't fluctuate in any way because of His words.

Even if she did something wrong in the past, she still lost something, it was already something that had happened, what she cared about was the present, she would always look forward and never look back.

Xiao Zhimiao opened a teleportation circle and teleported the last remaining white-headed wizard "Ian" over.

As soon as Ian teleported, he sat on his knees, holding a sword and a shattered shield in his hands.

Xiao Zhimiao knew that this sword and shield belonged to N Tyranny.

She was contemplating whether to use her skills to bring Ian back to consciousness when she saw him look up at her, his eyes clear.

Actually came to his senses?

But in an instant, his eyes glowed red again, and he picked up the sword in his hand and slashed at her.

Xiao Zhimiao floated backwards, dodging his attack.

Ian was still holding the long sword and kept attacking her, Xiao Zhimiao pushed away the crimson magic that lingered in front of him, and saw the extremely thin crimson thread attached to Ian's body.

she

Looking back, the dungeon OSS had shattered all her thorns, and continued to slash at her with the Crimson Blade.

It seems that this copy oss has a lot of anger against her, and every knife that swings at her is like venting anger on her.

Xiao Zhimiao didn't want to continue to fight with him here, her fighting ability was indeed not strong, and after clearing the customs, she had to practice hard.

Looking at Ian, who was controlled by the copy OSS, Xiao Zhimiao took the [Spirit Summoning Rattle] in his hand, and as soon as the crisp bell rang, his eyes regained a moment of clarity, but he quickly continued to fall into the control of the copy OSS.

Xiao Zhimiao kept ringing the bell, and at the same time used the Imprisonment Magic Array on Ian, trapping him inside.

The next moment, Xiao Zhimiao's imprisoned magic array was offset by the copy of the copy OSS, she was stabbed by the sharp blade that flew from the copy of the copy OSS, and a crimson wave overwhelmingly hit her, overturning her, and the screams of the players being shattered by this wave were endless.

Xiao Zhimiao was knocked to the ground by the wave, smashing a big hole in the ground.

As soon as she stood up, the copy oss flashed in front of her, raised the knife and swung it down, she subconsciously reached out to block it, and a sharp pain and the sound of a bell breaking came.

Xiao Zhimiao's right hand holding the rattle was directly shattered by the copy OSS, along with the rattle.

Looking at the magic imprint that had not yet dispersed in front of the copy oss, Xiao Zhimiao's heart sank slightly, he could even imitate the imitation of his own magic seal gesture to enhance his magic power, so he directly smashed this sub-god-level prop.

Replica OSS's face was half hidden, and he smiled wickedly at Xiao Zhimiao, and flashed towards her with his knife.

Xiao Zhimiao's still intact left hand gathered crimson magic power to block it, and just as the blade of the copy oss was about to be slashed, a crisp sound of blades striking each other sounded.

A slender figure wearing armor with black hair fluttering stood in front of Xiao Zhimiao.

The figure turned his head, revealing a gentle face.

It's Oriel, the knight of the Broken Sword.