Chapter 123: Out-of-control Clone
The sudden attack was too terrifying, and only two of the five island nation ghost masters were left.
The remaining two quickly united.
The eyes of the ghost controller who was driving the ghost scream suddenly shrank: "Nokawa, use the ghost to take me away from here."
The ghost controller named Nokawa had a smile on his face for some reason. Breaking out in a cold sweat, he couldn't say a word now, and his heart was beating wildly.
He can move, but the ghost in his body cannot be opened. He is suppressed by the red light. The suppression of the fierce ghost controlled by him is equivalent to being destroyed.
And he didn’t rely on his own supernatural powers to resist the attack of a heartbeat just now, it was Ghost Porcelain that protected him. When his heartbeat sounded, before he could react, the sound of cracking and breaking porcelain suddenly sounded in his heart.
Somewhere in the city, in a certain room, there is a very strange piece of porcelain. The porcelain has the appearance of a humanoid wailing in pain. The strange thing is that the heart of the humanoid porcelain is covered with cracks, as if it had been hit by something. However, although there are cracks, it is not broken yet and can continue to be used.
“Damn it, we were tricked by President Mishima.” The screaming ghost controller’s eyelids were twitching wildly. The enemy was visible and we were hidden. They became fish on the chopping board and were left to their own devices. Slaughtered.
Nogawa suddenly shouted: "I surrender, you can talk about whatever you want."
No one responded.
A black shadow covered the ground and spread quietly, like a tide as dark as ink, beginning to invade Nokawa's body.
On the other side, the clone suddenly appeared in the red light holding a shriveled and rotten dead head, aiming at the ghost controller who was driving the ghost and screaming.
"Ah." The ghost master noticed it and let out a ghostly scream, but suddenly his voice was interrupted as if his throat was stuck.
“Ah...let me go.”
Nogawa felt that his body was invaded by a black shadow, and the sound of cracking porcelain on his body sounded again. His body became more and more stiff, and he cried and begged.
With Gui Xie being suppressed, his only advantage is the protection of Gui Porcelain. His physical fitness is slightly better than that of ordinary people, and he cannot stop the invasion of headless ghosts.
The shriveled dead head suppressed the screaming ghost master, and the clone made a gesture at the opportunity.
Yang Jian said indifferently: "Kill them all?"
In his philosophy, unless he is unable to stop them, he must kill them all once he starts taking action.
"They are good materials for making clones, leave it to me."
Liang Xingyang first came to the ghost controller who was nailed to death by coffin nails, and used ghost newspapers to remove the face, and then pulled out the coffin nails. , put both hands up to generate your own face on the blank face to complete the replacement.
One after another, Liang Xingyang took the coffin nails and made clones of the other two people one by one. So far, he has four clones.
Except for their different body shapes, everyone’s faces are exactly the same.
Yang Jian narrowed his eyes, took a breath and said, "This kid is so scary."
This method of creating clones is like a snowball. If it keeps rolling, it will be very terrifying. Once discovered, it will be disgusted and resisted by all ghost masters.
Yang Jian also thought that if he continued to use deceivers to modify the figures of the four clones and unify them, he might not even be able to tell which one was Liang Xingyang’s true body.
The red light flashed away, and Mishima reappeared.
President Mishima's eyes widened, and his face turned from livid to pale as he looked at such a strange scene.
Especially when five Liang Xingyang faces looked at him at the same time, President Mishima's calves felt weak.
"It's best not to use this ability in front of outsiders, otherwise it will definitely attract siege." Yang Jian's pupils shrank and he felt a chill down his spine.
Liang Xingyang glanced at Yang Jian doubtfully and scanned all the clones. Except for clone No. 1, the cold eyes of the other four clones were like a mirror, making him realize something was wrong.
Then he looked at the two corpses that had fallen to the ground. The corpses showed signs of squirming, and the ghosts were gradually coming back to life. He had previously planned to use the ghost's supernatural power to bring the corpse to life, and then take off the face, and he should be able to continue to create clones.
However, Yang Jian's words reminded him that this approach was inhumane.
Liang Xingyang was reflecting in his heart, whether he had been affected by the evil ghosts, gradually losing his humanity and getting lost in the powerful supernatural power.
Letting the memories corroded by evil spirits spread, it may cause supernatural contamination. If all the clones lose control in the later stage, the harm will be comparable to an S-class supernatural incident.
After all, each clone is created from its own complete memory and has the memory of the original, which is terrifying.
Liang Xingyang had a little struggle in his eyes and was entangled in his heart. This was a belated test, but he knew that he could no longer continue to make clones.
The newspaper ghost's ability is to implant malicious instructions and cannot be tampered with at will. Unless he controls the ghost head and has the supernatural power to arbitrarily modify other people's memories, he can create a clone that will never lose control.
“These three clones should not stay!” Liang Xingyang’s eyes were dark and he thought in his heart.
They are made from memories after becoming aliens, while Clone No. 1 is made from memories before aliens and can continue to be preserved.
"Main body, do you want to kill us?" Clone No. 2 glanced at Liang Xingyang indifferently.
"I am you, and you are me. You are just a person resurrected in the memory of the mirror ghost. We are also the products of supernatural beings. Why can't we be tolerated?" Clone No. 3 had a touch of anger on his face.
Clone No. 4 sneered: "You are worrying too much about the original body. If you use the original memory as a judgment method, the memory of Clone No. 1 left behind before you became an alien is close to the original. Liang Xingyang, even you are not worthy of it "
Yang Jian's eyes widened. He remembered that Clone No. 1 once told him that the identity and clone were just distinguished by ghost newspapers. But when it came to Clone No. 234, he had no idea about the concept of body. , they began to deny it.
Perhaps in their eyes, the real Liang Xingyang had been killed by the wishing ghost, and what was left behind were just supernatural products.
Since everyone is a product of the supernatural, they should all be brand new individuals, and no longer have the obligation to maintain the so-called identity.
Judging from this view, Yang Jian himself was resurrected after hanging himself and is now a supernatural product.
"Sure enough, not only are the ghosts unbelievable, but people's minds are also changing all the time. In the end, I can't even believe myself!" Liang Xingyang murmured with confusion in his eyes.
He thought of a serious problem. If he used the newspaper ghost's supernatural power to leave instructions in his memory when creating a clone, there might be no risk of losing control in the short term, but it would definitely lose control in the long run. Because the clone has become a completely new individual.
These three clones did not leave any instructions, so they immediately lost control. The clone 234 had independent thoughts and was equivalent to a brand new individual.
The blue-black haze is rising, and the vivid body turns into a rich blue-black color. A pair of black and white eyes seem to be dizzy, becoming as dark as ink, and there is a terrifying feeling inside. of ferocity.
Liang Xingyang transformed into his true appearance as a starving ghost, and a blood-stained old newspaper appeared in his hand.
"Yang Jian, you don't need to take action, I want to take care of these three out-of-control foreign objects myself." After Liang Xingyang warned Yang Jian, he took a deep look at Clone No. 1 and rushed forward.
"You...how dare you!"
"Do you want to take action against yourself?"
"Yang Jian, come and help me, I am also Liang Xingyang."
Clone No. 234 exclaimed one after another, unable to avoid it, all of them were A thick blue-black haze enveloped it.
Clone No. 1 had a gloomy expression on his face, and his whole body was exuding a strong smell of corpse. He quietly looked at the billowing haze and remained silent.
He could also vaguely see the terrifying figure of the starving ghost wreaking havoc inside, and he could also hear the screams with the same voice as his coming from inside.
Yang Jian had a look of disbelief on his face and fell into silence. The scarlet ghost eyes on his forehead were closed, and the scarlet ghost eyes were closed. He didn't want to peep into the scene of cannibalism inside.
Mishima looked stunned and then laughed wildly, his expression extremely exciting.
Clone No. 1 said indifferently: "Is it funny?"
Mishima's laughter stopped abruptly.
The two killed ghost masters were about to resurrect their ghosts, which attracted the attention of Clone No. 1. He found the golden body bags and imprisoned them all. These revived ghosts could be fed to No. 1 The ghost infant in the stage enhances the strength of the original body.
Yes, Clone No. 1 still regards Liang Xingyang as his true body, even if he is resurrected as a supernatural product in the memory of the mirror ghost, he believes that that is also the source of all clones.
If Liang Xingyang still wants to use the infinite mirror in the ghost mirror to control countless mirror ghosts with countless clones, the memory of clone No. 1 is the source of memory for making clones.
The blue-black haze dissipated, and Liang Xingyang walked out with heavy steps, holding three human faces in his hands. The three faceless corpses behind him slowly squirmed, which were signs of the evil ghost's resurrection.
Without the human face, the so-called clone no longer exists.
Liang Xingyang, who has transformed into a different kind of person, is the only true entity.
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