Mythological origin

Chapter 106 White and Purple

"Okay, the test begins."

Originally, there was only one Bai Mo at the scene, but a double image suddenly appeared behind him.

One becomes two.

Two becomes four.

Four changes to eight.

Eight becomes sixteen.

……

In just a few seconds, the scene turned into a sea of ​​white ink, filled with hundreds of thousands of "white ink".

"The Myriad Shadows Scripture?"

Many people on the spot recognized this widely circulated technique, which was specially used to create clones.

After all, most extraordinary people will consider creating clones after they have cultivated to a certain level.

Whether it is stepping on thunder to explore the road, or avoiding enemies, all kinds of avatar projections are good helpers for home travel, murder and arson.

It is precisely because of the proliferation of avatar exercises that the imperial court seldom uses alibi in cases involving extraordinary people.

While I was drinking coffee dozens of miles away, maybe I secretly manipulated the avatar to kill people, and the avatar would automatically dissipate after killing the person, so there is no need for alibi.

The Myriad Shadows Heavenly Scripture, which originated in the chaotic era hundreds of years ago, is the ancestor of many avatar exercises, and it is also the avatar exercise that has been studied and improved by the most people.

However, after hundreds of years of improvement, today's Myriad Shadows Heavenly Scripture is quite different from what it was back then. Bai Mo's Myriad Shadows Heavenly Scripture, which obviously has an "ancient" flavor, stunned some people when it first came out.

……

While the white ink keeps "increasing", people who are drawn into the world of Hall of Mirrors 2.0 find themselves getting farther and farther away from the people around them.

That kind of feeling is like looking at everything around you, and they are all away from you.

I don't know if everyone is shrinking or the space is expanding.

There is no other reference in this piece, only a group of people in the void, it is hard to tell for a while.

Everyone else is constantly shrinking, blurring and disappearing. Between the sky and the earth, only myself and the "examiner" Bai Mo who have become colder and colder are left with the same "size".

The battlefield turned into a one-on-one arena of 60 people.

There is only an endless void in the arena, which is even more empty than the infinitely empty space, and there is no home and away advantage.

"I'm here to test your strength."

"Bai Mo" said so.

"You're not him." Cuomo can clearly feel that the white ink in front of him is not the white ink just now, and has a strong mechanical sense that does not seem to be alive.

"This is the test clone I created temporarily."

The voice that really belonged to Bai Mo resounded in every small battlefield.

"Their levels of strength correspond to yours one by one, but they have all my combat awareness and experience."

"You can also understand that I will suppress my cultivation to be the same as you."

"..."

No one made a sound of curiosity, because the empire's combat effectiveness testing system was basically the same.

After so many years, it has become commonplace for any extraordinary person to test virtual space battles, and no one has fought thousands of times in the virtual test field.

Of course, there are a few old people who know that period of history, and they still remember that Bai Mo was the designer of the first generation of virtual reality combat effectiveness testing system.

Now it's normal to go back to testing in this way.

The difference with the existing test system is nothing more than that in the empire's system, the avatars who are fighting against are standard monks, but now they have been replaced with white ink of corresponding cultivation level.

……

"three."

"two."

"one."

With the end of the countdown, 60 battlefields started testing at the same time.

……

"True spirits and all appearances."

Between the words, Cuomo's mouth opened slightly, and streaks of purple energy overflowed from his mouth, turning into clouds in the void.

The purple mist continued to increase, and Cuomo's body seemed to be melting continuously, and finally his whole body turned into a piece of purple mist.

This is the daily starting move of a seventh-order mage. When he comes up, he first turns himself into a group of existences that are almost useless for physical attacks.

At the realm of ten thousand phases, the shape and size of the body no longer have much meaning. It is just a thought to maintain the human form or become all kinds of strange things.

People look like human beings on weekdays, but it is a habit formed in the past life.

This also involves the debate between the sentient way and the ruthless way in the empire.

Youqing Dao always insists that people are people, no matter how they practice, they should be human beings with emotions, not ruthless training machines.

It is only when they fight that they reveal their inhuman nature.

Bai Mo did not take advantage of Como's transformation, but imitated his appearance and turned into a cloud of white mist.

"Miraculous, endless magic net!"

A strange net suddenly appeared in the entire void.

It's just that the huge net was fleeting, and immediately disappeared in place.

One of Como's miracles, the endless magic net, can be activated at any time to obtain the endless power support behind the magic net, which is also commonly known as infinite blue.

"Not bad." Bai Mo commented on the two words through the avatar, and then let Bai Wu condense into a fist, and punched it at the speed of near light.

Wherever the fist passed, the will of martial arts rejected everything, and even the space turned into a bright white.

The white color covered the purple mist in less than one ten-thousandth of a second.

The endless white instantly engulfed all the purple in the space.

The super shock wave not only submerged the purple mist transformed by Cuomo in an instant, but even the magic net behind him, which had been hidden in the void, was shaken so that it appeared and flickered for a moment.

The white color spread out all the way, forcibly forming a corridor of light that was unknown how many kilometers long.

"The body of the gods of all appearances, the fist of light of the martial arts and immortals, and the intrusion of information from ghosts and immortals, he is indeed the only one who is a fellow of the five immortals."

When the darkness of the void re-occupied the white corridor, Como's body of purple mist appeared hundreds of miles away intact.

Bai Mo's punch didn't seem to have caused him any harm.

However, after Cuomo gave up the human form and turned into a cloud, the damage effect is really not easy to see.

"Level 22 black magic, Song of the Stars."

A giant hand holding a magic wand appeared in the purple mist.

Accompanied by the birth of the giant hand of the wand, dozens of meteors appeared from the void for no reason.

These meteors came from all directions, and they all hit the white mist formed by the white ink.

The first wave of meteors had just finished accelerating, and a second giant hand stretched out from the purple mist.

The endless magic net flickered, and the second wave of meteors began to emerge.

The third one.

the fourth one.

……

In the purple wave, dozens of arms "fluttering in the wind" emerged.

Each arm represents a wave of meteor impact.

Just such a trick alone, if put on the original earth, thousands of small meteors would be enough to smash the surface of the earth into the shape of the moon.

It's just that these meteors fell into the white mist, like hot lava falling into the boundless deep sea. Except for the reaction at the moment of contact, they quickly returned to silence.

(End of this chapter)