Chapter 17: A Date Called Battle, A Gift Called Victory
Annihilation, the light of Zhao Yingkong's soul.
Unlike the Mirror of the Twin Mirrors of the Psychic Light of the Sub-Personality, the Psychic Light of the Host Personality is Annihilation, a Psychic Light that can annihilate all other Psychic Light. If you want to classify the four elements, it should be divided into the energy class of spiritual light.
To put it simply, the light of the soul is actually divided into three, six, nine and so on, from the lowest-level telekinetic power, to the AT force field, to Zhao Fukong's inch step, Zheng Zha's hidden dragon transformation, the clone Zheng Zha's Yan, Li Lian's shock, and finally Xin Bi'an and Gong Yeyu's purple clear light, and Pei Jiao's central Wutu apricot yellow qi......
Although everyone, including the human emperor Fuxi, is saying that there is no waste of the light of the soul, only the people of waste, but everyone knows that this is just talking, and the light of the soul is divided into high and low...... It is also an energy-based spiritual light, Gong Yeyu's purple clear light is stronger than the ordinary energy-type spiritual light, and Fuxi's central Wutu apricot yellow qi is stronger than the ordinary material-type spiritual light, it's that simple!
And Zhao Yingkong's annihilation, according to the information Yang Yun had, this was a special kind of spiritual light that could indiscriminately annihilate the light of the soul of other attributes. In the final decisive battle between Zhao Yingkong and Zhao Yingkong, she relied on this to annihilate Zhao Yingkong's inch, completely blocking the opponent's mobility, making it impossible for him to move freely in space, so that Zhao Yingkong, who was the deputy personality, completed the final killing blow. But at this time, Zhao Yingkong showed another use of this spiritual light...... Annihilate the energy!
Whether it was thunder and lightning, life energy, or true yuan power, the moment they came into contact with the layer of pitch-black lines on Zhao Yingkong's body, they were all canceled out and annihilated.
No matter how strong the move is, if it loses the impetus used by "energy", its power will drop to an extremely small point. And she has not experienced the fourth-order genetic optimization, and the strength of her own flesh alone is not enough to threaten Zhao Yingkong herself, even if her physical body has degenerated.
So the situation on the field was reversed - Zhao Yingkong didn't need to take care of his own defense and chased Yang Yun fiercely; Instead, Yang Yun had to concentrate on dodging her every move and every move, lest the black light wrapped around the sword of the Scattered Night would directly pierce his head and heart, counteracting his healing ability and causing him irreversible damage.
"Are you just going to run?"
Zhao Yingkong's figure was erratic, the secret footwork of the assassin family, combined with "Doppelganger Incarnation", was forced by her to use the effect of multiple shadow clones, and more than ten phantoms appeared on the field at the same time: "Where did you run away from the arrogant words just now?" ”
Zhao Yingkong, the master of personality, is worthy of being a genius rarely seen in the assassin family for thousands of years. In the short ten minutes that she woke up, she pushed the avatar of the deputy personality that had been cultivated for a long time to a higher realm, not only the number of clones far exceeded, but also this clone could make different movements to confuse Yang Yun. If it weren't for the fact that Yang Yun's perception ability had improved after the evolution of his superpowers, he would have been stabbed into a sieve by Zhao Yingkong's ten fingers wrapped around the annihilation light, as well as the two twin knives that were all pure black.
"Your vaunted defense and recovery are completely useless right now."
The smile hidden under the owl's helmet became more and more mysterious, and the assassin girl deceived Yang Yun's perception in an instant, and when the man was wary of her nails and weapons, she suddenly turned around, and the jagged skirt was like the sharpest knife wheel, exploding brilliant blood flowers on the strong flesh.
"Did you think I would only use double knives and nails?"
Yang Yun's body retreated quickly, but Zhao Yingkong was like an unrelenting dancer chasing his partner, inviting him to complete this dance of death. Between the skirts that flew up and down, there were continuous onslaughts, and every part of the girl's body seemed to have become a weapon.
The fluttering black hair grew rapidly under the control of the fourth-order gene lock, and then turned into a flying needle as thin as a cow's hair, piercing Yang Yun's body.
The memory wire that shone with black light scraped off a piece of flesh on Yang Yun's chest.
The heel of the combat boot protruded from the blade, leaving another wound on Yang Yun's body.
"Every Assassin who comes out of a family of assassins can turn every part of his body into the most murderous weapon."
With a wave of ten fingers, he once again left ten scratches on Yang Yun's body, Zhao Yingkong's figure flashed, dodging the ensuing counterattack, and said with a smile: "And the light of my soul can break through your defenses, and while completely annihilating your flesh and blood, it can also entrench in your wound site, further annihilating the life energy you use to heal your body." ”
The assassin girl looked at Yang Yun, who was drenched in blood and had almost no good meat on her body, and shook her skirt with a chic wave of her hand, and shook off the dripping blood beads with precise and subtle force, so that this watchman armor was still as clean as new: "Now, can you still be arrogant?" ”
occupied the absolute upper hand on the scene, beating Yang Yun into such a miserable appearance, this was when Zhao Yingkong raised his eyebrows, but Yang Yun just put down the hands covering his head, and looked at the girl in front of him with an indescribable look: "Actually, I'm disappointed...... Because I think you would have been stronger. ”
"If it's really you in your heyday, then you should kill me completely with a stormy combo at this moment, without distancing myself and giving me a respite. As you know, the injuries inflicted on me were only extradermal wounds, and they didn't hurt my internal organs, pierced my heart, cut my main blood vessels, or even pierced my eyes or deaf my ears. ”
"That can't be helped, who let the little apple, who is now asleep, subconsciously not want me to kill you?"
Zhao Yingkong chuckled, her fingers from the bottom to the top, and finally stopped on her lips, making a gesture full of seduction: "Whether it is a teammate of the same Zhongzhou team, or a doctor who can heal wounds after injury, you are the special existence in her mind." ”
"And as her 'sister', I naturally have to take into account the feelings of my sister who is not a weapon, after all, I have to sleep for a while, and my current body still needs her to control it...... So, I can't make the relationship too stiff. ”
"You know how to use your strengths, your own weapon as a woman."
Zhao Yingkong's posture was really pitiful, but Yang Yun didn't squint, and he didn't even waver in his gaze. Because this man's heart is already full of the approaching demon team, there is no room for anything else: "As you said earlier, every assassin can turn every part of his body into the most murderous weapon, and words are more advantageous than blades...... As it happens, I'm better at that. ”
- She's lying.
If it was the Zhao Yingkong who had seen Zhao Yingkong when he was on Ghost Street, and who had lived and died side by side with everyone in the Zhongzhou team many times, maybe I would still believe it. But now this Zhao Yingkong, who has just woken up from his slumber, I won't believe a word.
The memories and habits that have been cultivated in the Assassin family for more than ten years are not so easy to change, and the main point of the Assassins is to kill their opponents at all costs.
So, it's not that I don't want to, but I can't...... This Zhao Yingkong in front of me, the light of the soul is not enough to cause fatal damage to me, and the current situation of my body is the best proof!
"This little injury can't make me succumb."
Yang Yunhun didn't care about his body, because he was used to working hard, burning his life to win: "But what I didn't expect is that now your spiritual light is so weak that you can't even inflict fatal injuries on me." ”
"But it's no wonder that the light of the heart is the power of the 'heart' after all, and it will gradually weaken with the power of the will, and it will gradually degrade with hesitation and confusion, and it will no longer be sharp...... It's very compatible with you, the little girl who can't accept the truth and can only hide in your own little dark room, and create a second personality to help you love and be loved. ”
“…… No matter how weak the light of the soul is, it is the light of the soul after all, at least it is enough to kill you. ”
Yang Yun's words undoubtedly poked at the pain points of the person in front of him, saw through her reality and her essence, and made Zhao Yingkong's forehead burst out with a trace of green tendons.
Zhao Yingkong's figure flickered, and she once again hid her body among more than a dozen phantoms, leaving only the girl with an angry chuckle: "Since you are so good at guessing the girl's mind, then guess how much is left of the total amount of light in my heart?" Will the next attack be the sword that contains the light of the mind and stab it into your heart? ”
- Psychological warfare, it's a pity that you have found the wrong opponent.
"Come on, then."
Yang Yun opened his arms indifferently, revealing his chest, which had been tightly guarded, and opened his vital parts open: "I bet that your next blow will not be able to pierce my heart." ”
It is also psychological warfare, returned as it is, Yang Yun's move almost completely ignored the blade in Zhao Yingkong's hand, ignored Zhao Yingkong's proud assassination technique, and ignored Zhao Yingkong's spiritual light.
No Assassin would let go of this opportunity if the assassin was to do so, even if it could be a trap. Because of this move, they have stepped on the bottom line of being assassins.
Assassin is a profession hidden in the shadows, but this profession never lacks courage when it finds an opportunity to assassinate.
The thorn of the husband is also the king, and the comet strikes the moon; Nie Zhengzhi's assassination Han puppet also, white rainbow through the sun; To leave the thorn Qingji, the eagle struck the palace.
Not even a word, not a word of reply, the phantom dissipated without a trace, and with it sheer speed.
A tenth of a second? A hundredth of a second? Or even shorter?
The speed beyond imagination brought a huge amount of kinetic energy, and this energy combined with the light of the soul called annihilation, under the subtle power of Zhao Yingkong's exertion, it was condensed into a small point, condensed on the tip of the blade of Sanhua, and condensed to an extremely subtle point!
A black ominous light that destroys everything, pierces everything, annihilates everything.
Even Yang Yun, who was in a state of super sense, couldn't fully see Zhao Yingkong's killer blow, she almost gave up all her defenses and poured the subtle power into the weapon in her hand...... And in order to maximize the lethality of this blow, she didn't even use the Yaksha, which she had always been the most handy, but chose to focus on armor-piercing Sanhua.
Die.
At this moment, Yang Yun seemed to see the scene called death, saw his heart pierced, saw that his wound could not be healed, and saw that he didn't even have time to walk out of the door not far away and call the healing light pillar of the main god, and the next second he was pierced through the heart by Zhao Yingkong, and it was a scene of slashing his head with a backhand.
- But it was only an illusion, perhaps one of the countless worldlines that could appear, and it was by no means the present.
Whether it's killing intent, mental attack, or anything else, it doesn't affect me.
Zhao Yingkong is very strong, unexpectedly strong, although it is not as strong as the large-scale destruction and super regeneration ability of Ashiya Michiman, but in the battle between people, her lethality is even higher than it. After all, taking a life doesn't need to be so complicated all along.
But that's why she's the obstacle I've had to overcome.
Besides, isn't this kind of breakthrough between life and death, the strategy of actively exposing the heart, exactly what I took the initiative to adopt?
In the next moment, the invisible Lingzi light turned into a silver-white armor, blocking the red Sanhua from the armor, and only the black spiritual light condensed at one point penetrated the defense and rushed straight towards Yang Yun's heart.
But that was only a tenth of the amount, and Yang Yun, who had already known the direction the tip of the knife was pointing, had already prepared one step in advance. The true yuan power and life energy in the body had long been stopped on the path of Hei Mang, setting up layer after layer of barriers.
Perhaps Zhao Yingkong's "annihilation" can really annihilate all energy, and even the light of other people's hearts is not exempt. Gong Yeyu's domineering purple light that devoured everything could still be offset and eroded by sin, so how could Zhao Yingkong's annihilation be avoided?
There has never been a truth that the light of the soul can deal with the light of the soul, and the black light that rushed into Yang Yun's body might be able to break through a level, breaking through ten, twenty, and thirty...... But what about more? The light of the soul without follow-up replenishment is just a tree without roots, and it will eventually be difficult to sustain under the encirclement and interception of true yuan power and life energy.
Therefore, when the last ray of black light called "Annihilation" was also annihilated in the green sea, Zhao Yingkong's defeat was announced.
"You've lost."
Sanye's sword fell to the ground, and Zhao Yingkong's blow was a real and nidal blow, pouring all the energy in his body, including the light of his soul, into Sanhua, leaving no strength for himself to strike a second blow...... And because of this, the power of this blow was so great, and even when it was reduced to one-tenth of the extent, it still touched Yang Yun's heart, and even cut off several of his heart veins.
However, this injury was not enough for Yang Yun to fall.
The right hand like an iron tong grabbed Zhao Yingkong's neck and lifted him into the air. Even if half of his heart was cut open by this blow, Yang Yun's will and wrist would not waver in the slightest.
The defeat was decided, and Zhao Yingkong did not make an ugly struggle, she knew that Yang Yun would not kill herself, so she continued to say with that charming expression: "I didn't expect that you still have this kind of hole card hidden...... But this time, you've ruthlessly destroyed a girl's girlish heart. ”
"Put away your senseless acting skills, and I don't think that your girlish heart will be left to other people." Yang Yun replied indifferently.
"Maybe I won't, but what about the other Zhao Yingkong you're more familiar with? Do you think that after going through so many things, she will develop some feelings for you? ”
"What a pity, Yang Yun, I originally thought it was going to be a date, you know? In fact, when Zhao Yingkong opened the door and found that it was you, she also had a little bit of excitement in her heart. ”
Even if life and death are tied to the hands of others, Zhao Yingkong still did not give up the light smile on her face, as if the smile had been engraved in her bones: "Maybe you don't know, she has always been grateful to you, and even before you arrived, she was still trying to give you something as a gift in return......"
"Fighting, that's the best date."
Yang Yun was puzzled, and directly blocked all the ambiguous words that Zhao Yingkong might say back into his throat: "And a victory is the best gift I can receive." ”
The next moment, with the sound of a broken neck, the ruthless iron hand smashed the girl in front of him into the ground.
- The end of the battle was also announced.
2-in-1, there is something at home tomorrow, please take a day off
(End of chapter)