Chapter 1120 Okay, let's have a dark duel this time
This arrival brought Mo Cheng a completely different experience.
In the past, the advents almost always replaced someone who already existed, and the person replaced might even be a dead person.
But this time it is not a replacement, but a kind of spirit behind the scenes that only the host can see.
For some reason, this boy who looked like a junior high school student had no way of understanding his own abilities. He could not decipher the full name and attributes of the card. It was not because of the so-called bad compatibility, but simply because the junior high school student named You Xing did not have that ability.
When something is not understandable, the body will simply black out the information it receives out of its self-preservation instinct.
At the same time, Mo Cheng also checked and found that it was difficult for him to interfere with the material world in this state. He had become some kind of ghost and could not leave You Xing too far away. At the same time, ordinary matter could not stop him, allowing Mo Cheng to pass through walls freely.
But at the same time, he was unable to interfere with the material world, as if he were an eternal bystander.
"To be honest, this experience is really like being in prison."
Unable to interfere with the scene, unable to attack the enemy, and even unable to communicate, this behavior is the top-level [Still Water Prison] even in the dungeon. It is the kind of situation where if you don't surrender, you must defeat the enemy in the eighth round or start over.
At this time, Mo Cheng slowly raised his head and looked up at the sky, "But, this world is very deep."
After arriving, Mo Cheng felt something, something that was hard to describe and had no specific image, but could pose a threat to him.
The number is so large, yet so vague that it is difficult to perceive accurately.
He didn't know what it was exactly, life, or something else, but there was one thing Mo Cheng was sure of.
That is, if you knock that thing down, the experience points will definitely be improved.
In a world that is treated as a copy, as long as the enemy can pose a threat to you, the experience points gained after defeating it are very considerable.
But at the same time, Mo Cheng will also be subject to great restrictions in the copy world.
Just like in the world of immortals and heroes, Mo Cheng could not let the consciousness of heaven discover him as a stowaway.
The consciousness he felt at this moment...
Mo Cheng looked at the boy who was trying to jog home and shook his head helplessly, "Letting me be a ghost behind a little ghost, is this the restriction given to me by Heaven?"
Looking up at the sky, it seemed as if it was speaking to someone, or to some kind of rule, "But will [the sky] underestimate my strength and patience?"
"as well as……"
"【天】, have you ever thought about the consequences of doing this?"
No one could hear the words, and to You Xing, the only one who could hear them, they were just indistinguishable noise.
But when these words fell, the world responded.
Boom!!!!
The wind howled, thunder roared, dull thunder began to explode, and heavy rain seemed to wash away the filth of the earth.
The world responded to Mo Cheng's words, was it anger, sadness, or fear?
No one knows why.
For You Xing, today was an unlucky day. First, he was unconscious for twelve hours during the [Ceremony] and missed the evening bus home. Then, when he tried to run home, he encountered a downpour .
If it weren't for the card in his pocket that was definitely of at least [Rare] level, today would definitely be a bad day for Youxing.
He ran for nearly an hour in the heavy rain. If it weren't for the long-term exercise and the fact that he got his own card today and became a [Preparatory Summoner], You Xing would definitely not have the physical strength to go home.
When Youxing arrived at the westernmost part of the city, the buildings were generally low, old and dilapidated.
Mo Cheng could see the nature of this place at a glance.
Village in the city.
No, that's not right.
He shook his head at the thought that came to his mind. In his understanding, the urban village was much better than this place. It was difficult for him to judge it based on his life in modern society.
It seems that my host is not from a wealthy family.
Mo Cheng knew that once the world began to restrict him, it would most likely cause him trouble in every aspect.
And judging from the current situation, becoming a ghost and the host's poor family background are just small appetizers.
It's like the billboard on the outside of a haunted house, the really scary things are still inside.
After running for a long time in the heavy rain and almost reaching home, You Xing suddenly stopped.
At the same time, Mo Cheng, who was following behind You Xing, also opened his eyes with a sharp look.
“There’s a problem!”
As if he realized something, You Xing immediately slowed down his pace, looked around quickly, and at the same time planned a route to hide his body.
It was too .
You Xing took advantage of the heavy rain to hide his figure and slowly approached the gathering area.
When I went out today, I specifically checked the weather forecast. This heavy rain was not in the forecast, which means that I should hear Aunt An's loud cursing at this time, because all the orders her laundry shop received today will be postponed because of the rain.
There would probably be a lot of kids making noise in Uncle Ya's bakery, and Uncle Ya would often give bread that had been soaked in water to the kids.
When I was a child, I relied on these breads to survive.
The gathering place was too quiet, which made You Xing alert. After thinking for a while, he took out the stationery from his bag, and the books inside were completely wet.
Then he used a compass to pry open the electronic watch on his left hand and took out some electronic accessories from his schoolbag. No one knew what he did with them, and then he put them in a hidden place.
Although Mo Cheng didn't know what You Xing was doing, he could tell that it was some kind of [insurance].
You Xing continued to walk stealthily deeper into the gathering place. He wanted to know what was happening here, but as he walked deeper inside, a gust of evil wind suddenly blew past.
A surge of malice erupted in the heavy rain. You Xing tried his best to dodge to the side, but in the end, a wound was still left on his waist and abdomen.
Blood continued to drip from the wound and dissipated in the rain.
"I didn't expect there was a little mouse here. Let's use it as a sacrifice together."
The figure seen in the heavy rain was so disguised that it was impossible to tell who it was.
And You Xing's expression suddenly changed, "Sacrifice, you are the Dark Summoner!"
Dark Summoner, some summoners can no longer increase their strength through normal means, nor can they obtain more cards.
Some of these summoners set their sights on others. They plundered the spiritual power of others and made their own spiritual power rise rapidly.
Since fighting against other summoners may lead to failure, dark summoners usually prefer to find ordinary people for blood sacrifice.
Although the amount of spiritual power provided by each ordinary person is scarce and the quality is not high, when accumulated, it is still considerable.
