I am on the Star Dome Railway, and I have become a character on my own

Bruslet looked at Bandevi and saw him entangled with Kuang Yi and Ye, and realized that it would be a tough battle.

He wanted to send a signal to Zishu, but he didn't expect Xueyi and Tyrant Snake to attack together. Because he had to protect Tingyun, he was at an absolute disadvantage for a while. If it weren't for the blessing given by Zishu, he would have lost his head long ago.

……

On the other side, Zishu was blocked by five people.

He recognized the clothes of the five people. They were affiliated with the General Administration, and he also recognized their identities. There were four high-level backbones, and the last one was the second-in-command Hartom, whose strength was second only to Yan.

"Sir, you sneaked into the forbidden area of ​​our headquarters not long ago. Do you need to give an explanation?"

Zishu narrowed his eyes slightly, pretending to be confused, "Did you find the wrong person?"

"We are all smart people, why pretend to be stupid?" Hartem said with a faint smile, "Sir, you don't think that the General Administration can't see through your concealment methods, right?"

"So that's how it is." Zishu suddenly realized.

The hiding method he used was not very sophisticated, so it was not surprising that some people with special abilities could see through it. After all, his current normal strength was indeed average and more auxiliary in nature.

"I have no interest in your headquarters, and even less interest in the situation in Dingke Town. I searched your database just to find someone. Is that enough?" Zishu said indifferently.

"Sorry, that's not enough."

"Then there's nothing more to say."

Zishu suddenly had two feather fans, one red and one blue, in his hands, and he crossed them and waved them in front of him.

Two completely different storms of fire and ice swept across each other, instantly engulfing the four people who were blocking the way.

Thick bolts of lightning fell from the sky, striking Hartom and his people mercilessly.

In Talia, the rule of fists is the best way to communicate.

149. Do you think you won?

"Eight formations."

Zishu formed a seal with his fingers, and the Eight Trigrams Spirit Stones formed a large formation, which included everyone in the energy storm, isolating the gravity of that space and depriving them of control over their own gravity.

Hartom could have originally relied on his strong ability to dodge the attack, but unfortunately he suffered from not understanding Zishu and never imagined that he had so many strange tricks.

When he floated into the air and couldn't find a point to bear the force, he was hit by several strong bolts of lightning.

He set up a prisoner array and a hallucinogenic barrier, and then fanned Hartom and the others twice. Then Zishu used the Wind Chasing Technique and the Sky Flying Technique to fly away.

Don't think that he is a soft persimmon just because he doesn't use his power. Not to mention his many various spells, just the few weapons he has are enough to give these people a good beating.

After flying for a distance in the sky, two black and white shadows split from both sides of Zishu's body, and then merged together, turning into a lifelike him falling to the ground, making it difficult to tell the real from the fake.

"Displacement."

The talisman spirit and the original body exchanged positions. Zishu returned to the ground, took out the Yama Sword, cut open the portal and drilled into it.

In the back, the large formation formed by the Eight Trigrams Spirit Stones lasted for several minutes and finally dissipated. The energy storm also gradually subsided, and the five people who had been tortured in it fell to the ground, either falling into the mud or lying on their backs.

They thought they were finally free, but they didn't know that the hallucinogenic barrier was still waiting for them.

Seeing that a scene inappropriate for children was about to occur, Yan, the person in charge of the General Administration, finally showed up and used his means to break the two formations left by Zishu.

"Thank you, boss."

"You are no match for him. If he didn't have something to do, you would have been dead by now. Go back." Yan said calmly.

"Yes, boss!"

No one dared to object, and Hartom silently dragged his injured body away without any hesitation.

Yan looked in the direction where Zishu disappeared, with a hint of interest in his eyes.

The man seemed to have no special abilities, but unexpectedly, he was not only good at using all kinds of strange methods, but also possessed a strange object with attack capabilities.

"Those talismans that suddenly appeared in Dingke Town turned out to be made by him..." Yan murmured.

It seems that few of the people who can become members of the Happy Faction are simple people.

"This body has completed its mission. I wonder what's going on over there..."

Before he finished speaking, Yan's body gradually turned into a life-size doll, which fell apart in an instant when the wind and sand blew.

……

From a distance, Zishu discovered the people from the four major forces stationed outside of Caname, but these people posed no threat to him, and he easily bypassed them and entered the interior of Caname.

At this point, he was able to grasp more accurate information through the hexagrams.

"Southwest direction..."

I sensed the presence of Bandevi and Brucelet, but it seemed that they were in a very bad situation.

"Haha, may I ask your name, brother?"

"Zi Shu."

Looking at the feminine man who suddenly appeared in front of him, Zishu's face showed no surprise, as if he had expected it.

"My name is Yan, the current head of the General Administration. Although you may already know a lot of information about me, I still think it is necessary to introduce myself politely." Yan said with a smile.

"Whether you want to discuss business or cause trouble, please let me go. I still have things to do."

After saying that, Zishu flew towards the southwest, but Yan blocked his way in front of him, as if he didn't want to let him pass.

"I am quite interested in Brother Zishu's abilities. I wonder if your strange magic can affect my little toys?"

Yan snapped his fingers, and strange lotus flowers appeared out of thin air, opening their petals to reveal...dolls inside.

What is surprising is that these dolls all look exactly like Zishu. If it weren't for the visible artificial traces on the facial lines, it would be difficult to tell them apart from the real ones.

"How rude! If you continue to play like this, I will sue you for violating my portrait rights." Zishu pouted.

"Oh, this is indeed my fault. After a brief discussion, I will give you a gift as compensation to express my apology."

"Look at you, you're being rude again. I said I had something important to do, is it appropriate for you to just stand here and act like a door god?"

"Since you are so direct, I will also speak directly. Dingke Town has always been stable. As the largest force in the town, the General Administration will not turn a blind eye if someone intends to overturn this stability."

At this point, Yan smiled warmly, "As the saying goes, life is like a play. Every actor in every play has his or her own part, which cannot be exceeded."

Zishu condensed a pitch-black sword and held it, also smiling in response.

"That's really unfortunate. I'm the exact opposite of you. I especially like to change the role on the spot. I appreciate the beauty of the word variable, and the resilience and glory of fighting against fate. So you and I--"

"Nothing to discuss! Look at the sword!"

The sharp cold light flashed in his eyes, and Yan moved sideways, easily avoiding the attack.

Seeing that the other party dared to be so arrogant, Zishu slightly rotated his palm, and the black sword instantly turned into a white whisk, which tied Yan's waist and threw him to the abandoned building on the left.

But at the same time, he was surrounded and beaten by four puppets. Hitting the surface of the puppets with a sword was no different from hitting gold or iron. It was extremely hard.

Even more surprising is yet to come. As time went by, Zishu discovered that those puppets were actually learning his moves and methods, and they were learning very quickly.

"Brother Zishu, if you don't use those special weapons, you will lose the ability to resist in two minutes."

Yan brushed the dust off his body and looked uninjured.

"Two minutes? Who are you looking down on?"

"Could it be that your special weapons cannot be used continuously in a short period of time? That's a bit weak, just like your own weak strength."

Yan's expression was still gentle and he seemed very well-mannered, but the words that came out of his mouth were not so pleasant.

"Those special pieces of paper you made are called talismans? The effects are indeed very good, but it's a pity that they are not your own power. It's hard to achieve anything great with the help of external forces. Give up resistance, I won't kill you."

Zishu did not say a word. He, who had originally mastered the art of attack and defense, was now in danger. He was forced into a gap in his defense and was stabbed in the shoulder.

In an instant, the other three swords were across his neck, forming a triangular stranglehold.

"Oh, why bother?" Yan shook his head helplessly.

Hearing this, Zishu suddenly revealed a strange smile, "Do you think you won?"

However, Yan's calm expression was almost the same as his, and he said faintly: "Yes, even if you defeat me now, I will win, because - I will reach your target first."

"I have something to say to you, Mr. Yan." Zishu said with a smile.

"Please say."

"You said that life is like a play. It is true that in everyone's eyes, the protagonist of the play is usually themselves, but unfortunately, in this Dingke Town drama, in my eyes, the protagonist is not you..."

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Yan was stunned, staring at Zishu's inexplicable expression, and his heart skipped a beat.

"Mr. Yan, don't think you are in control of the overall situation..."

The smile on Zishu's face grew wider, and the next second, his body suddenly lost its color and split into two figures, one black and one white, which quickly disappeared between heaven and earth.

Only a few joking words echoed around Yan.

"You are allowed to have a puppet, but I am not allowed to have a talisman spirit? Goodbye, you..."

The sudden scene made Yan stunned for more than ten seconds before he came to his senses, shrugged his shoulders and smiled bitterly.

No wonder the Zishu he met was so weak and couldn't take out the strange weapons he had used before. Even the magic he cast was much less powerful than when he fought with Hartom and others.

No wonder, Zishu was clearly at a disadvantage but he was not in a hurry at all, looking as if he was sure of winning.

It seems that they are just like me, and have also prepared a backup plan.

The moment Zishu was intercepted, he must have guessed that his purpose was just to delay. Otherwise, how could he explain that Zishu disappeared exactly half a minute earlier than him?

I'm afraid you've seen through it all a long time ago?

This man underestimated him.

"Alas, it seems that I really can't be the protagonist. The supporting role squatting in the corner is more suitable for me."

After leaving these words, Yan and the nearby Zishu puppets all stopped moving, like weathered wood that fell apart at the touch of a button.

He fought with Zishu for a long time, but his true identity turned out to be a puppet...

……

Deep in the old commercial district of Caname, the fighting is still going on.

Tingyun had lost his ability to move and could only sit weakly on the edge of the battle circle, waiting for the outcome of the brutal battle.

None of the leaders of the four major forces had expected that Bandevi and Bruslet's fighting power would be so strong. They had been fighting against them with fewer troops for so long before they began to show signs of decline.

Anyone who wants to leave the battle circle and cause trouble for Tingyun will be stopped desperately.

Even though they were outnumbered, the leaders of the four major forces were all injured to varying degrees. After fighting to this point, even Xueyi, who had a crush on Tingyun's blood, was extremely angry and wished he could kill Tingyun, who had trained these two people, to prevent future troubles.

"Boss Ban, take her away!"

While he was defending against the attack, Brucelet suddenly exerted force and threw him far out of the battle circle, flying straight towards the direction where Tingyun was.

"Want to run?!"

Xueyi and Ye had cold eyes and wanted to chase after them without hesitation, but were stopped by Brucelet, who sacrificed himself to hold them one by one. Even though he was immediately attacked by the other two people behind him and spit out large mouthfuls of blood, he did not let go at all.

The two palms were like giant clamps, holding the person tightly and not letting go.

Unfortunately, the time he could buy was only two seconds, which was only enough for Bandevi to lead Tingyun and rush into the depths.

"court death!"

Ye's face was distorted. He cut off Brusselt's hands with a knife and immediately chased after Bandevi. The arms of the Tyrant Snake turned into two snake heads and swallowed Brusselt's legs alive.

A person with all four limbs intact became a human pig in the blink of an eye.

It no longer mattered whether Brucelet was dead or alive. None of the four Tyrants wanted to let Tingyun escape. Ye was the fastest. After closing the distance, he swung the dagger in his hand towards the figure running forward.

"not good!"

Sensing the deadly gust of wind behind him, Bandevi gritted his teeth and twisted suddenly to the left, but the dagger still hit his neck, and he and Tingyun fell heavily to the ground.

When he struggled to get up, his neck was cut open. The last thing he saw was four people rushing towards Tingyun...

He is indeed a useless scum. Even with the power he gains, he still cannot accomplish the important things in this stage of his life.

I'm sorry to disappoint that gentleman...

Ting Yun crashed into a ruin and opened his eyes with difficulty. What he saw was a deadly weapon that was rapidly enlarged in his eyes.