Pray and become a magical girl

Chapter 63: Xinggong Xiaomiao asks for shelter
Gemini's state is not common, so Cheng Haoran is not used to multitasking. When he focuses on one thing, his attention will be distracted on the other.

In order not to affect the fighting status with the alien beasts, Miss Xinggong would often arrange another herself to drink tea behind the battle zone when Gemini appeared.

"Cheng Haoran! Cheng Haoran!" The police officer finally got a response after shouting many times.

"Why are you shouting so loudly? Your gas tank exploded!"

"Damn it! Can you blame me for this? I called you several times but you didn't say anything."

"Thinking about something. And what do you want me to do?"

"I want to ask, are we leaving just like this?"

Cheng Haoran said unhappily while sitting in the back seat of the electric scooter, "How about that? Now that everyone has been rescued, there's nothing for us to do. That's an S-class battle, if we get close one of them will just disappear."

It was Yang Mo's credit that he got everyone together. When he was dragging the two girls around, he happened to meet the other five people who were being guarded by two cultists.

Fortunately, they were just ordinary people. When Cheng Haoran and the others arrived, they successfully rescued all the people.

Everyone has suffered mental trauma to some extent, and it is impossible to recover without having nightmares for a few days.

Back to the starting point, they immediately got in the car, started the engine, and quickly fled this hellhole.

Mr. Programmer wanted to get on someone's car and go back together, so he could go to bed early and reduce the energy he was spending here. However, this open place in the 18th Ring Road is not within the shared eDonkey service area. Well, he still has some moral character.

The conversations on both sides ended at the same time. Cheng Yiran's figure flashed, and he grabbed the black-robed man's face bag made of beetles and slammed it to the ground.

With a "bang", it exploded like a watermelon hit right in the bull's eye in the watermelon shooting game.

However, this headless body soon stood up in a strange posture. Of course, those beetles would not survive. After twitching for a while, they completely died.

The beetle's body began to grow larger, and the man in black robe grew a new head. Cheng Yiran also found that the overall aura intensity had not changed.

"Is there a limit to the maximum control that consciousness can have over the strength of the clone?" Miss Xingmiya murmured, then clasped her hands together.

"Feel the roar of the wind, the wrath of the Storm Goddess!"

A hurricane suddenly arose, and the power of the wind seemed to have distorted the entire space.

The man in black robe did not sit there and wait for death. He waved his wide sleeves and several beetles flew out, and the breath in the air became strong.

They quickly grow into nation-destroying beasts and build solid fortresses for their masters.

To S-class psychics, everything is equal at the nation-destroying level and below, so even though these beetle beasts are very close to the continent-sinking level, their fate will be to be torn to pieces in an instant.

The barrier collapsed and the figure of the man with the black gun disappeared, but there was a strong breath of a strange beast underground that was fleeing into the distance.

"Underground? Although wind and earth don't have a very good relationship, did a certain mouse look down on me?" Cheng Yiran raised the corners of his lips and lightly lifted his toes off the ground.

The wind blew the girl's black hair slightly. She raised her right hand and whispered, "Let me see where you are..."

"Boom boom--" The ground collapsed, countless stones were uprooted and floated in the air. If it weren't for the world full of superpowers, Newton's coffin would have collapsed.

"I got you, little mouse~"

The provocation still didn't work. This time he was able to truly control his mental state. It didn't involve his gods. The man in black could indeed rely on reason to suppress his madness.

If he cannot be lured to attack, Cheng Yin will have to take the initiative to attack.

Gemini can also use a variety of magic attributes, but in the form of copying supernatural powers.

The girl's light green eyes were tinged with icy color. If An Yuxin were here, she would see the end of her magic of retrieving memories.

"Frost is gone."

The giant ice crystal sword pierced down from the clouds. It was like a bridge connecting the sky, but it brought the destruction of the end of the world.

After getting to know this person, it was obviously impossible for the black-robed man to attack him. So he must have decided to do this for some purpose, and the purpose was also very obvious - to show that he had the ability to transform creatures into beasts, so that he would have to strengthen the defense of the Hero Association.

At this stage, what can be confirmed is that the monsters he can create can reach the Shenzhou level, but is this the limit?
So Cheng Yiran asked him a question, whether he intended to be strangled by himself and have his real body's location tracked through his consciousness, or to show the full power of this clone.

Black tentacles suddenly emerged from the black-robed man's body, filling the gaps between the beetles and completely turning the body into a whole.

The giant sword pierced into the ground along with him, but in Cheng Yiran's perception, the aura of a strange beast that far exceeded the Chenzhou level but had not reached the doomsday level suddenly appeared.

"So the main body can become apocalyptic? And apocalyptic with top intelligence, how terrifying~"

"Crack" a crack appeared on the sword blade and spread upwards very quickly.

Although every frost will dissipate in the form of scattered ice crystals, the difference is that this time it is passive.

Ice crystals fell on the black heavy armor, and green blood oozed from the wounds. This scene was highly consistent with the general fighting bloody battles in the snow. Of course, the swaying tentacles on his body had to be removed.

The man in black robe chose the latter, but he was still severely injured. Although he was a little different from the real Frost Destroyer, he was still within the range of a full-strength attack from an S-level psychic.

Miss Xinggong landed slowly, the teasing in her eyes never dissipated, "We have learned everything that needs to be explored, now it's time to play the cat and mouse game~"

"You're kidding me!" The black-robed man's voice was filled with anger that was hard to conceal.

Cheng Yiran curled the hair beside her ear nonchalantly and said, "Before a cat catches a mouse, it always plays with it a little to add some fun to its ordinary life before officially starting the pursuit, right?"

"You!" Perhaps because his own consciousness was submerged in the power of the strange beast, the madness of the man in black robe eventually overcame his reason.

Both are at the Shenzhou level. Although the black-robed man does not have the hundred-meter might of the plateau wolf, his momentum is more powerful.

His huge body ran like an unstoppable heavy tank. Well, considering his current state, it would be more appropriate to call him a brainless bull.

Miss Xinggong was not in a hurry and brushed past him gently. Just as the girl moved gently, the head wrapped in the black armor fell gently.

Grab the "line" extending from the void, and the other end is the location of the black-robed man.

"Consciousness tracking, let me see where you are, the other side of Rongcheng? The distance is a bit far——"

Cheng Yiran sighed softly, "Alas~ Although I expected to use that form, this is the first time I use it in this state. I wonder if the other side will be affected."

With a thought, the light green hair faded and turned as dark as night, but many stars could be vaguely seen dotted in between.

Cheng Yiran stretched out her right hand, the stars were spinning at high speed in her palm. As soon as she grasped them in her palm, time seemed to stand still in the next second.

When time started to flow again, only the gradually dissipating stars were left at Cheng Yiran's original position, and she had appeared in front of a rental house a hundred miles away.

The walls are brand new and the iron door has no trace of rust. Not only that, the interior furnishings give people the feeling that they are still in their original positions.

Everything seemed to indicate that no one had ever lived here, but the imprint of consciousness had indeed stayed in this rental house.

The man in black robe was more decisive than Cheng Yiran had imagined. After his consciousness returned to his body, he immediately cut out the imprinted consciousness instead of slowly erasing it.

I walked to the desk, where a diary was lying quietly. There was only one sentence on the first page of the diary: December 2029, 12. I seemed to be contaminated by it.

After closing the notebook, Cheng Yiran was still quite clear that her naive personality was not suitable for doing this kind of thing.

In order to reduce the impact later, she cancelled her transformation and flew to the capital with her weak magic power.

It is now one o'clock in the morning. The president of the Hero Association, who works from nine to six, has already fallen asleep, but the moment he heard the special prompt tone, Shen Xinmeng opened his eyes.

Sister Yi Ran: Open the door.

The president dragged her body full of sleep and opened the door in confusion.

Although it was not raining, Miss Xinggong's big blinking eyes looked very much like the "rescue" look of a kitten in a cardboard box on the roadside on a rainy day.

(End of this chapter)