I enlightened the heroine of the second dimension in New Tokyo

“Hahaha! Kill, kill, kill!”

The puppets join the melee.

"Huh? That's..."

Zhao Yang's eyes quickly swept across the battlefield and soon saw the blonde girl in the center.

She was wearing a black dress and a long black cape made of shadows. Several vines made of ice were wrapped around her, and some lifelike ice roses were around her shoulders and neck.

She is attacking the enemy with the hem of her cloak and ice vines.

———I, remembered it!

Countless images passed by.

"No way, can I still find someone to enlighten me?"

Thrush was also startled.

She moved Zhao Yang away for fear of being seen by the people below.

After a while, Zhao Yang came back to his senses and exclaimed: "This girl is incredible, very strong!"

The girl he saw in the memory fragment was very fierce.

Immortality, magic, physical skills, puppets... he is truly omnipotent.

It's just that her experience is quite miserable, being hunted everywhere, similar to the treatment of witches in the Middle Ages?

"Thrush, please tell me what's going on first."

Zhao Yang did not act impulsively, but asked.

"I have awakened an ability called quantum clone..."

Thrush explained in a low voice.

"I see. No wonder you are so calm. It turns out you are not afraid of death."

Zhao Yang waved his hand thoughtfully, and with a stir of his spirit, a long sword appeared in his hand.

He said, "Sure enough, this is a world dominated by spiritual power, and magic power is not that important. This is not a cyber world... Well, it feels a bit like the illusion of the mushroom forest, but it's not quite the same."

He thought for a few seconds and shook his head violently: "Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore. I'll go down and help."

"You want to help?"

"Yes, I'm going to improve my favorability. It's rare to see such a strong person to be enlightened. I'll be at a loss if I don't improve my favorability!"

Anyway, I won’t die here, so I can just relax and enjoy myself.

With Zhao Yang's personality, knowing that he will not die, he will only be more dissolute than Turd.

He swung the sword a few times, getting familiar with his current body.

According to Tugumi, the quantum clone is composed of mental power and magic power.

Zhao Yang's current body is naturally made up of magic power and mental power.

But he had come here through her magic, not by himself.

Therefore, not all of his power was transmitted.

Zhao Yang felt it and found that there was about half left.

However, the power of the quantum clone is mainly mental power. The momentum that a warrior is good at is linked to mental power. His immature momentum can be perfectly exerted here.

His fighting ability wouldn't be much different.

"Okay, I'm going downstairs. You can take care of yourself."

Zhao Yang said to Thrush.

"Okay."

She nodded and continued to watch the fun.

Zhao Yang leaped down.

At this time, several soldiers risked their lives to clear a path in the fierce battle, allowing other companions to kill the girl.

The puppet was fighting behind the girl and was too late to help.

"..."

The expressionless blonde girl stretched out her hand and quickly prepared magic, but she was also prepared to be hit.

Just then, Zhao Yang jumped down.

"Thugs! Let go of that girl. Come to me if you have any problem!"

Zhao Yang swung a sword from the sky, chopped off a head, and landed gracefully on the ground.

Then he put away his sword and held it horizontally, blocking the two long swords. After swinging them away with force, a faint white arc of electricity rolled up on his arm, and the long swords pierced into the throats of the two men like thunder.

He kicked the two bodies away, smashing them into the enemies behind them, preventing them from moving forward.

A light flashed on Zhao Yang's body, and protective clothing appeared on his body.

He lifted his cloak, held the sword in front of the girl, and tilted his head to reveal a sunny smile:

"I'm here to help!"

288 Just a Passing Warrior of Love

The girl paused and looked at Zhao Yang's back, a hint of doubt in her eyes:

"..."

She didn't speak to Zhao Yang and even took a step back.

She was silent, but her enemy spoke:

"Asshole, you are human, right? How dare you help a monster like that!"

"Do you know what she is?"

"There is actually a human being who has fallen to the point of becoming a companion of a vampire. Lord, please grant salvation and save the soul of this sinner!"

Zhao Yang snorted coldly and said:

"No need to say more, your nonsense can't fool my eyes. I have seen through everything. It's you who are chasing this girl!

Putting aside the fact that she killed a lot of people, she was a good person!"

Zhao Yang got into the mood and suddenly became a little bit immature.

I can only say that it's for playing games.

But his words did not resonate with anyone.

The blonde girl found him incomprehensible, while the soldiers just wanted to rush up and kill him.

Zhao Yang didn't care. He didn't expect to convince anyone.

"If you want to kill her, kill me first!"

He charged.

clang!

The sword and a hammer collided, and power began to circulate through his body, intensifying.

Tides. Waves!

A knife slashed towards his side, and he materialized another sword to block it, giving him another layer of strength.

"Hahaha, come on!"

Zhao Yang laughed excitedly and burst out with even stronger strength. His double swords cut through the breast armor of the two men and then stabbed in fiercely.

blah blah!

He kicked the corpse away with two kicks and drew his sword.

The sword flashed again, and several people lost their lives in the spurt of blood, and their bodies were kicked towards others by him.

Zhao Yang made a beautiful retreat, retreated in front of the girl, pointed his swords at the ground, and said, "If you have magic, use it. I'll stand in front of you."

"..."

The girl glanced at him. Although she couldn't guess what he meant, she felt that she could use him, so she nodded.

As the magic power continued to gather, she began to prepare magic.

There is a puppet guarding her behind her, Zhao Yang blocking in front of her, and ice vines on both sides attacking the enemies.

The heavily armored warriors shouted and rushed forward, and archers and magicians attacked from behind.

Zhao Yang drew his sword and started fighting.

He had experience fighting among groups of monsters, so he was not afraid of this scene.

But the other side had too many people and he couldn't hold on for long.

But it doesn’t matter, I won’t die anyway.

Zhao Yang used various skills in turn and adopted a crazy and desperate fighting style, and soon there were corpses everywhere.

His protective suit quickly became tattered and could no longer withstand the attacks.

Whoosh!

An arrow shot out and pierced Zhao Yang's side.

Instead of retreating, he advanced and pierced one man's heart with one sword, but at the same time he was stabbed in the thigh and stomach by two swords.

Zhao Yang slashed the two men's necks with his sword, and the sword in his left hand exploded, cutting off a piece of the gun barrel.

But a spear still grazed his left arm, leaving a big cut.

"It doesn't hurt at all, scum!"

Zhao Yang's body has no sense of pain. Although it bleeds, that is actually magic power and mental power. I just don't know why it turns into the appearance of blood.

He kicked a long sword out of the ground and pierced the gunman's chest.

After a while, Zhao Yang's strength was greatly consumed and his movements began to slow down.

The space for him and the puppet to move was gradually compressed, but the magic power of the girl behind him was getting stronger and stronger.

The magic she had prepared was about to be used, and the warriors rushed forward even more desperately, and Zhao Yang and his men's situation became increasingly worse.

"Vampire, die!"

Finally, a man broke through Zhao Yang's obstruction and rushed towards the girl with a spear.

"..."

The girl looked at the enemy expressionlessly, her lips twitching slightly and her eyes dead.

---really.

The only person you can trust, from beginning to end, is yourself.

The girl slowly closed her eyes, too lazy to look at the sight of the spear piercing her body.

Poof.

The sound of weapons hitting flesh reached my ears.

…But there was no pain in the body.

Instead, a familiar warm feeling came over my face.

The girl opened her eyes in surprise and saw a gun head with a cold glow hanging in front of her.

The tip of the gun was covered in scarlet red.

…It’s blood.

Whose blood?