Please ask the dream.

Chapter 720 Main Song
"The ability to seize the structure? There is no such structure in the intelligence!" Juzhan, whose wrist was held by Feng Xue, felt humiliated. It was not because he was touched by Feng Xue, who had already placed him in the position of an enemy, but because, in those dream structures, the fictional self was not able to make him show the entire structure until he was beaten to death?

"What do you think the Creator is?"

Anger ignited, and the lightning was also stained with a layer of flame color. This was the emotional structure that Hongying Chuunibyou loved the most, so it was natural that Juzhan, an orthodox Hongying architect, could not fail to use it. A dark lightning bolt was like a giant axe, directly piercing through the Suqin Central Command Building, smashing more than ten floors of ceiling along with the G·I force field protection barrier. But Feng Xue even had the mood to take off Chang Sanfa's head and throw it at the lightning, and then picked up Zheng Lin and threw him out of the window.

Zheng Lin finally experienced what it felt like to be thrown out of the window from the 20th floor under the influence of this sudden and terrifying acceleration. However, compared to staying in that office, such danger was actually safer for a shadow chaser.

As the thought arose, a strong wind blew up behind him, and the Central Command Building, which was reinforced with various structures, was torn into pieces like a biscuit. Above that half of the building, two figures were standing in the air.

The entire Suqin had sounded a shrill alarm at some point. The Suqin underground resistance forces, which had been prepared for a long time, had already opened the refuge passage. A structure that looked like human traffickers kidnapping people was deployed in various places, forcibly packing up those helpless civilians and sending them to refuge facilities.

"Missed?" Ju Zhan looked at Feng Xue who was wrapped in wind and thunder armor, with an expression of disbelief on his face. Even in a rage, his subconscious should not have forgotten to lock on to the target!
But the fact is, after Feng Xue made a bunch of moves in a swaggering manner, his attack actually missed!
Juzhan clenched his fists, but nothing happened. It was only then that he finally realized a terrifying problem -

He couldn't even lock onto Feng Xue!

“What kind of outrageous architecture is this?”

Juzhan was extremely puzzled by Feng Xue's architectural system. Normally, even Hongying, an "academic" architect known for his fancy design, would have his architecture follow a specific behavioral logic. But Feng Xue was just completely clueless!
Juzhan, who originally wanted to experience the experience of fighting by countering each opponent's moves as if he were playing shogi, was now completely at a loss. He felt that he was indeed playing shogi, but the person opposite him looked like he was playing with him using a handful of chess, Chinese chess, military chess, or beast chess pieces!

"He's even got a belly button! He's flipping the chessboard!"

Juzhan's aura changed, and Feng Xue even felt that there was some kind of distortion in his own projection structure. It was as if sand had entered his eyes, and a hazy blur enveloped his perception. The fear ignited by his extraordinary intuition made the hairs all over his body stand on end.

hum!
The aura field was at full strength, but Juzhan was obviously not a player who would be blown away by such momentum. While forcibly adding "settings" to the G·I particles, he once again burst out with a speed that surpassed everything.

"Crack!"

There was a crisp sound, followed by a strong feeling of restraint in the neck. In just a moment, all the joints in Feng Xue's body were forcibly separated.

Just like feeling dizzy when suddenly putting on high-power glasses with the wrong degree, the confusion in perception caused Feng Xue's brain to crash for a moment.

But his body had already been transformed into flesh. The Philosopher's Stone in his chest suddenly burned and turned into surging power, which was transmitted to his limbs and bones through the Alchemical Life Unit Type 2.

"Hmph!" Juzhan instantly noticed the changes in the body in his hand. With a flick of his fingertips, the body fell down, with only the head holding its life.

only……

boom!
The head held in the hand was covered in blood and flesh, but the body, which belonged to someone unknown but definitely not Feng Xue, continued to fall.

"The ability to take someone's place in death has not been disturbed, which means it is not affected by sensitivity?" Juzhan analyzed in his mind. The so-called common sense is not an empty concept in the eyes of the Creator, but a real option that can be selected.

It’s just… “No one can be resurrected infinitely!”

Juzhan's cognition was focused, and he had already made a precise structure of Feng Xue's substitute mechanism in his mind. Clues began to emerge, forming Feng Xue's unscientific ability to die in place of others.

This may not be true, but that doesn't matter.

Because what the Creator approves is the truth!

"What is this guy doing?" Feng Xue was puzzled when she saw that Juzhan did not attack again, but she had a strong premonition.

We can’t use the Dead River anymore!
That was not a hint from the golden finger, but a recognition from the bottom of the spirit.

Feng Xue didn't think that Juzhan could interfere with his golden finger, but this cognition seemed to be engraved in "common sense", making him want to abide by it involuntarily.

“Is this the true power of the Creator?”

Feng Xue took a deep breath, and time began to slow down again. He put aside the details of the battle with Juzhan. With the perception that the refuge was completed, he finally plucked the strings of the rules.

The domineering aura burned fiercely again, and as the dark clouds in the sky rolled, rain finally began to condense.

He originally wanted to delay for half an hour and wait for the reinforcements to arrive, but Juzhan was not the type who could delay time. From the time he appeared in the central command center to now, dozens of rounds of fighting had been fought, and in reality, only eight seconds had passed.

As time accelerated, pressure along with thoughts began to act on Feng Xue, but this was exactly the result he wanted. The rain that had just condensed had not yet fallen, but it had already been stained with a hint of gold. Holes were drilled in the dark clouds by consciousness, and when the sun was still strong in the afternoon, nine rays of starlight focused on Feng Xue.

The starlight was like fire, and there seemed to be a giant bear shadow roaring behind Feng Xue. At this moment, all the humans in Suqin who were bathed in that [rule] felt their consciousness stagnate at this moment. The feeling as if time was forcibly stopped brought endless panic.

But it was in this state of panic that Feng Xue stopped time!
Tick ​​tock!

Tick ​​tock!

Tick ​​tock!

His hands dragged meaningless marks on his chest, and a spoon-like pattern burned like a raging fire. Feng Xue clenched his fists and took a step in the air. His right arm was like a long whip, drawing a perfect golden arc in the air.

At this moment, the intention to overturn the table was equally obvious!

[Photon cyclotron·990,000 lumens·Xiong Ji Tian·Emperor’s chariot]!
The tampered G·I particles were forcibly crushed, and terrifying power surged out from the bottom of the particles. At this moment, the meaning of time has not yet returned!

(End of this chapter)