Chapter 573: Eight "Wei Wuguo"

The scene in front of me reminds me of a picture of the current situation more than 100 years ago.

A black bear occupies the northeast area, eyeing the tiger. A fierce dog is entrenched near the Yangtze River, and no one else is allowed to touch it.

The frog, which symbolizes France, occupies the Indochina Peninsula, embraces Liangguang and southern Yunnan, and symbolizes the sun's rays of the rising country, crossing the sea and shining in the Fujian region.

An eagle flies from across the Pacific Ocean to try to carve up this rich land.

At the bottom of the current situation map, there is also a poem mentioned by the author: I sleep deeply in China, how do I know that loving the country is loving the family. The people should wake up today, don't wait for the soil to be divided like a cracked melon!

How similar it is today compared to a hundred years ago!

But do they really think that Middle-earth today is still Middle-earth a hundred years ago?

I kind of want to laugh.

Because I saw a huge map with colorful areas all over the place.

Black represents the Ancestral Capital, gold represents Wonderland, white represents the Old Gods, blue represents the FBI, orange represents the Onmyoji Association, yellow represents the Mummy Corps, and scarlet represents the Blood Kingdom......

Everyone who is eligible to participate in this conference has chosen a piece of land of their own.

Even the barren desert north area was directly selected as a free area by the Holy Lord with a wave of his hand.

The so-called free zone is reserved for those small forces that are messy.

Headless City, the Witch Alliance, and the werewolf tribe and the Golden Spider City next to it, more than thirty small forces that I have never heard of, can all be relocated into the free zone.

Here, their right to exist can be recognized by the International Federation of Exorcisms.

The people of Middle-earth in the Mobei region also defaulted to the subjects of these small forces.

Amid the fierce quarrels and shouts and curses, the 9.6 million square kilometers of land has turned into a colorful color.

Almost every force involved in the peace conference was smiling, and only a few remained silent, not even saying a word about the partition of Middle-earth.

They know that it's easy to talk on paper.

If you really want to implement it, you have to look at your own strength.

Middle-earth is not the Middle-earth of a hundred years ago, and they will not recognize this current situation, let alone give up their land and people.

So the only thing that awaits them is war.

The war was chaotic, and the defeat of Middle-earth was almost inevitable.

No matter how powerful they are, they can't withstand the joint efforts of all the powerhouses of the Yin and Yang worlds, but no one is sure how many people will die during this period.

Those who want to drink a piece of the pie behind the big forces are the cannon fodder on the battlefield.

Some people are ambitious, and some people are as wise as foxes.

Some people want to take advantage of the opportunity to strengthen themselves, and some people want to fish in troubled waters.

Anyway, everyone has their own unique mind.

No one cared about what the Middle-earth Mission thought.

Or rather, the loser doesn't need to care at all.

But no one knew that the current Mission in Middle-earth was like a volcano about to erupt.

Once it erupts, it will surely create a bloody storm in the Holy City!

……

More than a hundred kilometers from the holy city, on the Ural Mountains, it is covered with snow and strong winds.

The light of the temple was not shrouded here, so there were lead-gray clouds and snowflakes flying all around.

In the midst of this snowflake, a man in a tattered combat uniform was hurrying in the direction of the Holy City.

His steps were huge, a distance of more than ten meters in one step, and the deep snow could not cause any obstacles to him at all.

Suddenly, the man stopped abruptly.

The rune war knife on his back was instantly unsheathed.

The moment the knife was raised, the clouds rolled in the sky, and countless snowflakes were raised, sweeping the entire snow-capped mountain.

This is the most common rune sword in Middle-earth.

But in the hands of this person, it seems that he can cut the world with a knife!

There was a burst of soul fluctuations around him: "Wei Wuguo......"

"Wei Wuguo......"

"Wei Wuguo......"

The man's expression was solemn, but he didn't say a word.

It's just that the tattered combat uniform on his body is blown by the wind.

That vague soul fluctuation was getting closer and closer, even affecting the surrounding snow-capped mountains.

I only heard the rumbling sound above my head, and it turned out that tens of millions of tons of snow fell violently and smashed down on Wei Wuguo's head.

Wei Wuguo didn't raise his head, but the rune war knife in his hand suddenly slashed towards the sky.

In an instant, a hazy sword qi came from the bottom up, cutting through the rolling snow.

Taking advantage of this stall, Wei Wuguo jumped up, his sword was shining, and he stood up to the falling avalanche and soared into the sky!

At the same time, a figure rose rapidly like a maggot on the tarsal bone, grabbing Wei Wuguo's ankle.

But although Wei Wuguo's body was suspended in the air, he was still extremely dexterous, and his body was hanging upside down, and he instantly became head and foot.

The rune sword slashed through the waist, and the figure was instantly cut into two pieces!

"Wei Wuguo......"

"Wei Wuguo......"

The strange soul fluctuations came again, and the two parts of his body that had been cut off by him suddenly wriggled scarlet flesh from the wound again.

The flesh and blood took shape quickly, and once again formed two complete people.

The two of them were also wearing tattered combat uniforms, their faces were full of determination, and they looked exactly like Wei Wuguo!

Only their eyes are scarlet!

Wei Wuguo shouted: "You are not the old god! What the hell are you! ”

The two "Wei Wuguo" didn't say a word, but the soul fluctuations came: "I am Wei Wuguo, Wei Wuguo is me!" ”

"We're in this together! We're in this together! ”

With this soul fluctuation, Wei Wuguo's rune war knife once again shrouded the past.

In an instant, the two "Wei Wuguo" were cut into four pieces again.

Wei Wuguo's body fell rapidly, and he was soon drowned in the rolling avalanche.

But the four "corpses" that had not yet fallen squirmed scarlet flesh and blood from the wound again, and they turned from two to four!

Immediately after, the four of them followed Wei Wuguo and fell into the falling snow.

An avalanche falls, earth-shattering.

But it didn't take long for a figure to leap out of the tens of millions of tons of snow, and then stepped on the snow and walked quickly.

Behind him, Badao's identical figure followed.

It is estimated that in the falling snow, Wei Wuguo drew his knife again and split the four guys into eight pieces.

"Wei Wuguo......"

"Wei Wuguo......"

"Wei Wuguo......"

The eight figures were in hot pursuit, and in the process of chasing, the appearance of the eight people became clearer and clearer, and they looked exactly the same as Wei Wuguo!

And the hands of the eight people don't know when there is something like a long knife.

It's just that the long knife looks white and crystalline, and it looks like it has been transformed by bones.

The most shocking thing is that the eight people are not only becoming more and more similar to Wei Wuguo in appearance, but even their soul fluctuations are gradually moving closer to Wei Wuguo!

You know, everyone's soul fluctuations are unique!

Different souls fluctuate, long ago different personalities and different thoughts.

There has never been an identical soul fluctuation in the world, and there has never been an identical person!

Not even the FBI's android technology can solve this problem!

What the hell are these eight things?

Wei Wuguo didn't dare to cut it down again.

Because of the eight "Wei Wuguo", he can easily suppress it.

But if it became sixteen, thirty-two, sixty-four......

Or even more?

Even Wei Wuguo wasn't sure what would become of the killing!