Please ask the dream.

Chapter 207 Even gods can’t avoid slipping

"Long time no see, my shame." The somewhat familiar Rainbow Sakura man walked slowly towards them, speaking the Qingyun language which was much more fluent than the previous ninja. Although his attitude was indifferent, Feng Xue's sharp eyesight still noticed the astonishment in his eyes when he swept across the dying giant trees.

Feng Xue was about to say something, but seemed to have heard something. The long sword in his hand suddenly slashed diagonally, and a phantom wearing a black cloak shattered. The man who was originally more than 30 meters away appeared in the opposite direction, and the distance was only three meters!
"As a visionary, you actually stepped into the rarefied area of ​​G·I particles. It seems that you really hate me, but I am very curious, who are you?"

Relying on an attack speed increase of up to 110%, Feng Xue didn't even need to do much to easily avoid the sneak attack. But after hearing what he said and seeing his subtle expression, the man who had originally seemed polite suddenly turned ferocious.

The aura of a ferocious beast caused the surging G·I particles around him to vibrate continuously, and words full of murderous intent flowed out from the corners of his mouth -

"Who am I? You actually asked me who I am? You killed my nephew, my young master, and my protégé right in front of me! Now you actually ask me who I am? How dare you?!"

A sharp and piercing sound came out of the dreamer's mouth, and more G·I particles began to resonate.

Although he already knew that the Visionary's ability to activate G·I particles far exceeded that of the Shadow Chaser, Feng Xue couldn't help but be amazed at the deployment of such a G·I force field in an area with sparse G·I particles.

"If it were in the past, you, as a dreamer, would have really taken my life, but unfortunately, I am super strong today!"

An extremely strong self-confidence overflowed in Feng Xue's chest. He put the sword back into the scabbard, and a faint golden light appeared on his body.

The light intertwined into raindrops, peaceful and tranquil, yet seemed to imply some kind of strong will. Bathed in this rain of light, Feng Xue gently grasped the scabbard and let out a sigh:
"It's raining……"

Feeling the throbbing in his chest, Feng Xue slightly tilted his head to avoid the ghost sickle that was attacking again, and looked at the dreamer whose body was almost emitting black smoke, and let out a sigh.

Although he didn't know what was happening, the dreamer covered by the light rain immediately perked up. Although it was difficult to understand how a mere war architect could create such a large-scale light rain in an area with sparse G·I particles, he knew that it was definitely not for show!

A card slipped from his sleeve. His eyes scanned the pattern on the card, his expression tensed, and he quickly uttered a word -

"umbrella!"

In an instant, a seemingly tattered oil-paper umbrella suddenly appeared above his head, blocking the dense golden rain. Feng Xue frowned when he saw this. A dreamer should not need the help of cards to make an umbrella, right?
Or does this umbrella have any special functions?
Just as Feng Xue was puzzled, the Emperor's Qi-sensing Technique took effect again. He suddenly retreated, and two arc-shaped knife lights passed by his original position one after another.

"Tsk, holding an umbrella to attract attention, but actually attracting another sickle ghost? This magician's tricks are really good."

Feng Xue thought to himself, and the long sword in his hand suddenly came out of its sheath. The fine golden rain in the air turned into huge waves in an instant. The two ghosts who originally wanted to chase the knife were annihilated by the wave of light before they even had time to raise their blades.

And after this gentle golden wave, Feng Xue finally swung his sword down!
Although he could not feel any G·I particle flow, the Visionary instinctively realized the terrifying power of this move. The umbrella above his head suddenly blocked in front of him, and at the same time, he constructed a thick tower shield based on the umbrella.

"Not broken!"

The word suggestion method is the most common basic suggestion for architects, but basic does not mean weak. Strong faith combined with the confidence brought by the architecture allowed this tower shield to successfully block the first wave of swords. But...

"puff!"

Blood spurted out of his mouth, and the Dreamer looked at the defense wall in disbelief that had no damage at all. But Feng Xue would not explain to him what the true damage meant. He had already arrived in front of the shield, and the sword blade wrapped in momentum smashed down like a giant hammer. The tower shield that could have been able to withstand it was immediately shattered into pieces under the buff of the broken car logo that increased the destructive power of man-made objects.

"w...a..." The dreamer opened his mouth, trying to give himself a hint again, but in Feng Xue's eyes, the movement of his mouth was so slow that it was somewhat funny.

Don’t underestimate the 110% increase. This is twice the speed of normal human reflexes and is enough to crush anyone in any sport, including combat.

Before the first syllable was fully uttered, a sharp pain spread from the center of his brow, accompanied by a sharp cramp, and the thoughts in his mind also calmed down...

"To deal with an architect, you have to go for his brain." The dripping light rain washed away the bloodstains on the ground. Feng Xue looked at the fragments that had completely disappeared on the ground, put away the famous sword in his hand, summoned Splicing and began to touch the corpse.

"Qiang!"

Suddenly, the sound of metal clashing exploded, and the dark sickle ghost was shattered by a sword, but Feng Xue's face darkened. He turned his head to look at the body on the ground, only to find that the other party was indeed dead, but the G·I force field that formed the sickle ghost was exactly the same as this guy's G·I force field! If it weren't for the reflex nerves that were twice as fast as normal and the perception of observation and hearing acquired in the previous exploration, this knife would probably not be able to escape.

"Even if it's a ritual structure, it can't be activated after the host dies, right? Is there some weird structure that I don't know about, that only dreamers can come up with, and can only be completed after death?"

Feng Xue swung his sword to cut down the ghost that appeared again. It was clearly completely shattered, but those G·I particles would re-condense in the next moment and look for possible flaws in him.

"Get out of here!"

The aura on Feng Xue's body suddenly exploded, dispersing those G·I particles together, but then they gathered together again and launched a new round of attacks on Feng Xue.

"Blah!" The G·I force field on Feng Xue's body suddenly changed its shape and turned into strands of tentacles, rolling towards those G·I particles that were not under his control. But at the moment of contact, Feng Xue only felt a "buzz" in his head!
Intense anger and resentment flowed into his own G·I force field along with the G·I particles. If Feng Xue had not reacted in time, he might have really lost some san value in reality!
"Is this really architecture and not some nightmare?"

Feng Xue glanced at his collection with some suspicion. Neither the temporary stranger friend nor the permanent A Shuang doll showed any unusual movements. Except for the A Shuang doll's uncanny valley effect smile that made people feel a little cold, there was nothing unusual.

At this moment, the voice of the dead dreamer suddenly sounded beside Feng Xue -

"It's useless! The mark of hatred has been engraved, you are dead! Hahahaha! Die, die, die!"

(End of this chapter)