What if you were targeted by a cool and aloof beauty?

"You have your own consciousness, don't you?" His pure black body began to twist and turn joyfully.

Although it looks as agile as a snake, the movements and shapes of the phantom clones are not easy to look at directly.

"Not bad!" Zhang Zhidong nodded symbolically, looking at the phantom clone as if it were a fool.

How did this idiot manage to become so powerful, causing trouble everywhere and even offending An Chen?

The same question was on the minds of Jiu Ge and the others who were following far behind on the stairs.

"How about we use illusion magic to just beat him up?" Jiu Ge mouthed to An Chen.

"No need." An Chen shook his head, mouthing "no need."

To be on the safe side, there's no need to reveal too much about your abilities to the other party.

This phantom clone is just not very intelligent, not weak in ability.

If you're not careful, the other party might suddenly realize they've exhausted all their abilities to escape and deliver information to the main body, and that would be the end of it.

It would be wise to let Zhang Zhidong take control of the situation now.

"Do you want to be resurrected?" The phantom clone scratched its own face with its black hand.

“Although it’s good to be alive, people can’t come back to life,” Zhang Zhidong said emphatically.

"It can still think!" the phantom clone's voice became even more excited.

“That’s right! So, are you a bad guy?” Zhang Zhidong said, touching the police badge on his hat and revealing a hearty smile.

Chapter 225 Jiuge "Flies" (Seeking monthly votes and subscriptions)

"What did you say?..." Just as the phantom clone was about to answer, Zhang Zhidong grabbed its arm tightly.

"Crackling, crackling."

The sound of frying oil filled the air.

Zhang Zhidong's entire body emitted a fiery red light.

"I am a policeman, and whether I live or die, I will drive out all the darkness beneath my feet." His voice was firm and powerful.

"Aaaaaaaahhhhhh!" The phantom clone screamed in agony.

"Stop!" He tried desperately to run downstairs, but his arm felt like it was branded and he couldn't break free from Zhang Zhidong's grasp.

"Crackling and popping, crackling and popping."

The frying sound grew louder and louder, and the phantom clone's pure black arm was surrounded by flames, turning the entire arm bright red.

“That’s right! Running down there will only make your situation more dangerous.” Zhang Zhidong laughed.

Her smile was very bright.

"What?" The phantom clone looked down in horror.

"So, all we need to do is capture him?" The knight slowly walked up the steps.

He scratched his head, occasionally turning his head to look behind him.

"Bang bang bang."

"Bang bang bang."

"What is he doing here?" the phantom clone asked in surprise.

"Hello." An Chen, holding Jiu Ge's hand, also popped his head out from behind the knight.

He smiled slightly, deliberately exuding a scent familiar to his phantom clone.

In recent years, in order not to alert the enemy, even when An Chen appeared in public under his true identity, he would deliberately confuse his aura at any time and place.

"Ha... Hello." Jiuge pursed her lips and greeted him in return.

"Damn it, how did you end up with him?" the phantom clone roared at the knight.

He knew that the entity had killed the other party's best friend and taken the other party's soul in front of "this aura".

If it were just a single, weak phantom clone of An Chen, I wouldn't be worried. But why are the knight, the policeman, and Jiu Ge, whose aura seems to be at the pinnacle of purification ability, mixed together?

“But I don’t know you at all…” The knight was genuinely getting angry.

Why is everyone criticizing him?

"..." The phantom clone was speechless.

He has been carefully hiding one of his clones in this place for decades, not to mention his original body.

The main body always operates in the shadows, keeping a deep shroud. It doesn't deliberately reveal its clones unless there's a particularly urgent situation. Even among the upper echelons of the association, only a few people know of the main body's existence.

Even though one of the clones that went to the association to gather the latest information disappeared this time, the main body didn't really intend to come out.

It's better to be safe than sorry.

If all these years of planning were to be ruined by a chance appearance, it would be a huge loss.

To avoid such situations, the Phantom himself never leaves his location on ordinary days. Even when sending clones to inquire about internal affairs of the association or to gather intelligence, he will think twice before showing himself.

Since the clone that went out to retrieve new intelligence last time disappeared, the main body has become more cautious and has not sent out any new intelligence agents yet.

Even if the knight is a core member of the plan, he would never have the chance to know about the deeply hidden phantom, let alone see any of the phantom clones.

"clatter."

The knight drew his rapier.

The tip of the sword scraped against the ground, making a piercing sound.

"Aaaaaaaahhhhhh!!!!"

Seeing that things were going badly, the phantom clone painfully severed one of its own arms.

Black blood dripped from the cut, drop by drop.

Then, he dragged his injured arm and rushed upstairs.

"Not bad! You have guts!" Zhang Zhidong praised, giving a thumbs up to An Chen, who hadn't yet come up.

"..."

An Chen was both amused and exasperated.

“It’s alright, An Chen. My barrier is very strong, and our goal is to trap him at the very top.” Jiu Ge misunderstood An Chen’s expression.

Her barrier still remains intact, enveloping the entire building.

There were no blind spots, whether in the air above or below.

Even if an ant or a mosquito wanted to get out, it would be impossible for it to find an exit.

"Pfft." An Chen couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"?" Jiuge tilted her head, looking puzzled.

The phantom clone had already run quite a distance.

The knight leaned against the wall and looked up.

"what!"

Then, he stomped on the step.

He gathers his strength and throws the rapier upwards.

The glowing rapier pierced straight into the phantom clone's other arm.

"Aaaaaaaahhhhhh!" The screams rang out again.

Several black, blade-shaped wisps of mist suddenly fell from above.

The fog thickened, making it seem as if a fierce rain of knives was about to fall on everyone's heads.

"There shouldn't be any cloned spirits coming over, right?" The knight quickly looked down.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he found that innocent people were blocked from their way by the red crystals that An Chen had thrown in the stairwell.

“He’s… getting anxious.” Jiuge clapped her hands, realizing the situation.

Seeing that the rain of knives was about to hit them, An Chen and the others were not flustered at all, and did not even try to dodge.

Jiuge stretched her hand above her head, and a burst of white light dispersed, shooting towards the misty blade.

"hiss……"

Then came the sound of water extinguishing the fire.

The rain of knives vanished in an instant.

"Not bad!" Zhang Zhidong rubbed his lower back and gave Jiuge a thumbs up.

"Don't think I really have no way out."

The phantom clone was truly enraged.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

Another scream rang out as his other arm, along with his rapier, fell to the ground.

"Throwing objects from a height, dangerous!" The knight quickly jumped up to catch the falling rapier.

"Hiss... Why is his arm so hot?" He quickly kicked down the black arm that the rapier had pierced.

“Not bad! His blood looks a lot like asphalt.” Zhang Zhidong stood there with his arms crossed, motionless.

"We've had enough time, let's go up."

Thinking that his phantom clone should have reached the top floor, An Chen grabbed Jiu Ge's arm, picked up the "Fate" from the ground, and rushed up to the top floor.

He was puzzled as to why the phantom clone would rather sever its own arms than unleash its full power.

Could it be that they really want to preserve their strength and slip away under the guise of an escape?

Or is this phantom clone a true "dud," possessing the ability but unable to use it?

With that thought in mind, An Chen ran faster and faster.

Without the restriction of "fate", the clones who were blocked downstairs began to walk upstairs.