National Games: Hang up from the zombie apocalypse

As for the information gleaned from the future timeline, Fang Heng was somewhat worried.

The gods also set their sights on the black orb. Fang Heng used astrology to predict that one day in the future, the gods would successfully invade the game world and wage a great war over the black orb.

As for who will get the black orb, it is impossible to speculate further, but it is certain that the race of gods is one of its competitors.

Damn it! It's the gods again!
So much time has passed, and the black orb has remained quietly in the game world. But just when he started looking for the black orb, something went wrong with it.

Or was it because of his own appearance that the future timeline was affected?
Very likely!

Astrology predicts everything about the future based on information from the past and present.

Fang Heng thought about it and felt quite helpless.

Astrology has the lowest success rate in predicting the future, less than 5%, but at this moment he had an extremely strong premonition.

His deduction this time was correct.

The gods must have already set their sights on the black orb and are likely currently searching for it.

The good news is that if this is true, it means that the Black Orb is not currently in the hands of the Gods.

We must find a way to enter the game world to which the Black Orb belongs as soon as possible, so that we can find the Black Orb before the gods.

We can't wait any longer; let's find a way to contact Blacksburg first.

Fang Heng withdrew his spiritual power, and the vast sea of ​​stars flowing around him gradually dissipated.

The room returned to silence.

Zain asked, "How's it going, Fang Heng? Did you get it sorted out?"

"Hmm." Fang Heng nodded slightly, then took out the dimensional token in his hand. "Zane, I have an urgent matter to attend to and need to go back to find someone. Wait for me."

"it is good."

……

Fang Heng spent some time returning to Blue Star and sent a message to Fana, a member of Black Fortress. After waiting for an hour and finding that Black Fortress had not yet replied, he returned to Realm Emperor Island again.

Perhaps Fana is busy elsewhere.

She'll naturally contact me after she sees the message.

An hour later, Fang Heng returned to the tower's training room.

There is still one and a half days until the semi-finals officially begin.

Fang Heng calculated the time.

I don't know how long it will take to cultivate summoning and law construction. If I accidentally get so engrossed in cultivation that I miss the rehearsal time, it will only cause more trouble.

Perhaps we should put it aside for now and use this day and a half to check the situation at the spatial node.

First, he needs to figure out whether the spatial energy of the spatial nodes can be directly absorbed as he expected.

If possible, then I'll make a stroke.

Fang Heng looked at Zane beside him and nodded, saying, "Let's go, Zane, let's go check out the spatial node."

"okay!"

Zain was immediately thrilled upon hearing this.

He'd been wanting to curry favor with someone powerful for a long time.

"but……"

Zane paused, then gestured towards the outside of the tower and said, "What about those two guys following us outside? Once we leave Realm Emperor Island, won't the God Clan come knocking on our door immediately?"

"It's a problem."

Fang Heng nodded in agreement, thought for a moment, and then snapped his fingers lightly, "I have a plan."

……

Outside the tower, two martial artists stared at the tower entrance.

The two accepted the job of the God Clan and kept a close watch on Fang Heng's whereabouts.

As soon as Fang Heng leaves World Emperor Island, the two will immediately report to the God Clan.

At that point, their mission will be complete, and they will have no control over what happens to Fang Heng afterward.

"coming!"

The two martial artists were skilled in perception and tracking, and had already firmly memorized Fang Heng's aura. As soon as they saw Fang Heng leave the tower, they immediately went on guard in secret.

"Huh? He's leaving?"

Whoosh!
After leaving the tower, Fang Heng slowly rose into the starry sky, as if he was about to leave the Realm Emperor Island.

Ok? !

However, the expressions of the two martial artists changed slightly the next moment.

what's the situation?
High in the sky, Fang Heng's body twisted and contorted, then split into two, and then into four.

Can create clones?

In the blink of an eye, thirty-two identical Fang Hengs left World Emperor Island and flew rapidly in different directions in the Star Sea, disappearing from the two people's sight one after another.

This……

The two martial artists couldn't help but exchange a glance.

What do you mean?
Their perception is extremely strong, which is why they were assigned this task, but they are completely unable to distinguish which one is Fang Heng's true form.

They felt as if everyone was his true self.

One of the martial artists was anxious and shouted, "Go! Don't stand still, hurry and chase after them!"

Their companions were bewildered and asked, "Which one are we chasing?"

"I don't know! I don't care! Stop talking nonsense! Let's go first!"

Helpless, his companion could only find one of his clones that hadn't completely disappeared from sight and quickly catch up.

"call out!!"

However, as soon as he entered the sea of ​​stars, the undead warrior in front of him suddenly accelerated, using spatial manipulation to traverse a large area of ​​space and rapidly leaping forward.

What a great speed!

Was he really that lucky? He caught up with the real person right away?
The martial artist's heart skipped a beat, and he tried his best to chase after his opponent, but unfortunately he found that he was not fast enough. After chasing for a while, the distance between him and his opponent was widening.

In just five minutes, the martial artist completely lost track of Fang Heng.

Helpless, he had no choice but to retreat back to the island, where he happened to see his companions returning dejectedly from afar.

"How about it?"

The two looked at each other, then shook their heads in unison, revealing their helplessness.

"Forget it, that guy's ability to create clones is very strong. Let's report this to the God Clan first and let them handle it themselves."

"Ah."

The two nodded slightly and quickly went to report the situation to the God Clan.

Meanwhile, Fang Heng and Zane reunited somewhere in the Star Sea.

Zane still felt uneasy and said, "Fang Heng, although we have temporarily gotten rid of the tail, if the Gods search for our traces near the dimensional center, it will not be difficult for them to find us, and then there may be trouble."

"That's true."

As Fang Heng spoke, his face quickly changed, transforming into another face, and at the same time, his aura instantly changed, releasing a rich elemental aura.

"Forehead……"

Zain stared at the face Fang Heng had rapidly transformed into, and opened his mouth, "Gideon?"

Fang Heng slowly stood up, mimicking Gideon's voice, and looked at Zane, asking, "What? Doesn't it sound like him?"

"so similar!"

Not only were their appearance and physique modified, but even their aura and academic energy fluctuations, which are the most difficult to imitate, were adjusted.

Let alone him, even Gideon's companions probably wouldn't be able to tell, right?
"Brother Fang Heng, you really have a way."

Zain couldn't help but sigh, thinking to himself that offending Fang Heng was just Gideon's bad luck.

If Fang Heng gets into any trouble outside, Gideon will have to take the blame.

It's likely that Gideon died without ever knowing what had happened.

"Okay, that's good. Let's go."

As Fang Heng spoke, he took out the Martial Arts Tournament token from his pocket, sensed it, and then quickly flew towards a dimensional node that had already erupted. (End of Chapter)