Above The Sky (Yin Tianshen Yin) Chapter 553: Ordinary ordinary people (3/3)
From the very beginning, no one felt that Yin En was in any danger.
Not to mention that Yin En deliberately came outside the line of defense in order to lure the enemy to attack and capture the target. He had already made all the preparations.
His own martial arts can also be called excellent. If he was holding a sharp blade, the phantom woman's attack could not hurt him at all, and he would be chopped into pieces with a few swords.
Not to mention, there are two goblins, one big and one small, to protect his safety, and there is a second energy level among them.
Eat soft rice?
It is the dream of many people to be able to eat the goblin's soft rice - not to mention that Yin En is called eating soft rice? That's called mutual help between goblins!
At least Yin En is not ashamed at all.
After all, if it wasn't for him, these goblins would have played themselves to death long ago.
What's more... Ruanfan is really delicious.jpg
Raising his head, Yin En looked to both sides.
Although the mechanized Iron Claw Honey Badger is strong, it is not so strong that even the second energy level can't deal with it. Today, Tres is just observing the data of this modified beast. Send this thing back to the camp , can also be considered a credit.
On the other side, the phantom of the man holding the carpenter's knife is also on the verge of collapse now—he is a phantom in the form of an attack. Smash all the counterattacks of the enemy from the inside out.
Through the information fed back from the silver chip, Yin En knows that all phantoms have corresponding prototypes. The power from the virtual world turned them into real weapons of war.
But this design has not been fully completed, and the technology of the Phantom Army still has great flaws.
Yin En estimated that it would take them more than ten years to complete the first step of the plan, and even if Grand Duke Thorin reached an agreement with Flameland in the first place, it has only been about seven years so far.
Although there are many technologies, experiments are in progress.
For example, the "Artificial Psyker" and "Resurrection of the Dead" should be carried out by the Institute of Intellectual Intelligence. Although the conditions are harsh, they have almost succeeded.
For another example, it should be the "Phantom Army" that Grand Duke Sorin obtained from Innaika's legacy. Although there are still many hard conditions that cannot be normalized, many of the pre-technologies that support it are quite mature.
But in the Avak laboratory, there must be many more difficult technologies that have not yet been completed.
Naturally, they are also more dangerous.
Soon, all the forwards who were only used for testing were wiped out, leaving only the phantom woman captured by Yin En.
Actually, Yin En also noticed that the man's phantom also has quite strong emotions, but compared to the woman's body, it is a little less agile, and it has a high probability of activating the ability of 'returning to the past' , but Yin En can only choose one if he doesn't want to expose the specialness of his psychic power.
At this moment, Tres was directing the team to reorganize and remove the corpses around the camp. body, returned to the laboratory.
"I'm going to use my psychic power to observe this phantom and see if I can find any clues." He said: "Maybe I need to help take care of it. I use all my psychic power to ignore the surrounding reactions."
"An enemy is coming, remember to call me."
"Okay."
Hua An and Shuang Die naturally do not doubt that there is him. Yin En's strong observation system can indeed see things that many people cannot see. Some people even suspect that Yin En's psychic power has a certain "true seeing" effect ——No matter what kind of secrets are hidden, concealed or hidden, they cannot escape Yin En's prying eyes.
It is precisely this ability that enables the boy to make rapid progress in the two fields of alchemy and inscription.
After all, when many people can't even distinguish the fifteen red alchemy substrates with similar colors, Yin En can already know these materials that seem to be marked with names in his eyes, and many The various reactions that ordinary people need to 'remember' are nothing but 'common sense' that Yin En has known for a long time.
In fact, this guess is indeed correct. The predictive vision plus the silver chip may be the effect of true vision, and it may even be stronger.
And this time, Yin En wanted to use his ability as an excuse to observe.
"Let me see..."
In the small alchemy room in the car, Yin En stared at the phantom woman who was sealed in the "Spiritual Imprisonment".
The other party just looks very soft on the outside, and one can tell at a glance that she is likely to be a woman with a gentle temperament but a very tough heart-her projection has been transformed by the Phantom Army and has become a very tricky killer. .
That is to say, Yin En's real strength is too strong, so he can use her as a training partner to practice his boxing skills with ease, and delay time by the way, waiting for Hua An to cast the confinement technique.
Now, the water-colored halos in Yin En's eyes flowed.
Then, he saw.
Everything that is hidden behind this phantom, this projection of the mother's soul.
Seeing what happened to all the 'ordinary people' in Azure City.
Yoon saw a lot.
【Miles, don't carry me anymore, let mom down... you can't escape if you carry me】
【Stop joking, I still have the strength to carry you behind my back, why can't I escape? ! 】
【Miles, please, my mother is already sick, even if she is rescued... I'm afraid she won't live long. But if you are dead, what is the point of my life? 】
【Please Miles, let's go... Even for Cynthia's sake, Aunt Lydia has taken care of us for so long, we can't let her little granddaughter escape】
[No...sure...wheeze...surely there is another way to get the best of both worlds...]
Sounds of slashing, roaring, and mournful cries filled the entire city. The original Azure City has now been covered by flames and the smell of blood. On the peaceful streets where children play, there are fragmented corpses of children. , It is the white mist that diffuses and spreads, and the scarlet blood that flows continuously.
A man carried his mother on his back, held a little girl in his left hand, and held a sword in his right hand, fighting a **** path among a group of crazy lunatics and a group of living corpses.
He is an ordinary person, but he is not.
He is more ordinary than anyone else.
There are mothers, family members, people who love him and he loves, friends and objects of admiration, and have no big dreams, just want to make money and live a good life.
But now, whether it is the dream or the object of the dream, they are no longer seen, completely disappeared.
He is no ordinary person.
Because ordinary people don't practice sword skills day and night for nearly ten years because of their childhood yearning.
There is no ordinary person who can still have physical strength after killing more than 20 lunatics who choose others to eat, carry their mother on their backs and hold the girl, and rush out of the city with gritted teeth.
He failed and succeeded again.
A man doesn't have that much physical strength. He does have good talent, but as long as he doesn't become an ascendant, this talent can't be fully displayed—in other words, he doesn't have that much strength.
He can't have the best of both worlds, leading everyone out of the city.
He has to give up one.
It is fortunate and sad.
He doesn't have to choose for himself.
He did not make his own choice.
He failed to make his own choice.
His mother chose him.