People are singing in the tide, but there is no crown

"That is a huge statue that Wuxiang Xianzhu used the fragments of weapons, buildings and rocks to piece together. For a long time, it has been looking down on the entire Jinzhou from the sky like a giant. It shows the ambition of Wuxiang Xianzhu."

Tao Qi, the director of Tiangong affairs who was in charge of fortifications, murmured.

"This statue is the form of a crownless person."

"The one without a crown?"

"That's right. The Crownless One is the embodiment of the residual image of the war itself, and the Master of the Formless Fire is the Mingshi who represents war. There are countless connections between the two!"

The moment the statue appeared, the rainstorm suddenly became more violent.

The power of the Wuxiang Xianzhu began to amplify the Suihuiyu and Canxiang to the maximum extent.

The ocean composed of countless afterimages suddenly increased in number and invaded like a wave.

The entire state of Imajū was crumbling in the waves.

This rain has finally reached its final form!

But Ling An just stared at the huge statue of the crownless man silently.

The red-gold fire around his body gradually weakened.

He looked at his arm, his tone filled with horror and desolation:

"Is there something... affecting me?"

In just a moment, the ferocious tide of residual elephants suddenly reached its peak.

It seems that Narutoki was born to destroy the backbone of civilization. The so-called civilization is just his food.

When such an existence awakens, no one can rest easy.

Ling An felt a strange, uncontrollable feeling of being suppressed.

This feeling did not come from the outside world, but from within his body, himself.

A strong guidance was coming from the huge statue in Beiluoye, attracting him.

"Damn it, there are more and more residual elephants, I can't stand it anymore!"

At the gate of Jinzhou City, the fighting was as chaotic as a quagmire.

The situation, which could originally be maintained, finally began to tilt after the upstream rain entered its final state.

An Empath had just finished taking out a remnant elephant when he caught a glimpse of his teammates out of the corner of his eye.

Before he could be happy, his "teammate" swung his sword and slashed at him.

He was so scared that he screamed, "What are you doing!"

But the "teammates" just silently and mechanically repeated the slashing over and over again.

No matter whether it was a residual image or a person in front of him.

"It's a ghost! A ghost has appeared!" Someone shouted, alerting everyone.

Looking around, there were suddenly many more people on the battlefield.

Some were silent, while others screamed miserably.

The only thing they have in common is that they attack everything they can reach without distinguishing between friend or foe.

"Afterimages... So many afterimages..."

"I'm cutting off the road, you guys leave!"

"Hold the city gate!"

"Stay away from those ghosts!"

For a moment, the voices of the living and the dead mixed on the battlefield, and it was impossible to tell which information was useful.

These ghosts, reappeared in the upstream rain, are now difficult to distinguish even in appearance.

"Retreat to the city gate and stay away from the core of the battlefield!" Tao Qi said anxiously.

As she fought, she explained, "In the ultimate form of Suhuiyu, they can simultaneously reproduce the images in the memories of multiple people. Originally, they did not have the ability to influence reality...

But under the impetus of Mingshiki's power, the ghosts will gradually become more and more real until they can cause substantial harm to humans.

These ghosts from the past will continue to repeat their attacks and indiscriminately attack those around them, so be careful to identify them! "

After saying this, Tao Qi frowned.

The ultimate form of Suhuiyu, blessed by Mingshiki's power, is a ghost that reappears to be no different from an ordinary person.

Even she was hard to identify.

Not to mention other people.

This battle was far more difficult than she and Ling Yin had initially imagined.

Those warriors who died in the past to protect Imashu have now become the knives stabbing themselves.

In order to reduce casualties, the city guards and resonators began to gradually gather towards the city gate.

Jinzhou's protective shield can effectively avoid the impact of upstream rain, and at the same time it will not be attacked by ghosts.

But Tao Qi looked in all directions outside the city.

Wherever the eyes looked, there were residual images.

If it wasn't built outside the city, the protective shield wouldn't last long in the aftermath of the elephant tide.

Faced with this dilemma, Tao Qi frowned.

"Wait, what is that!" Someone looked into the distance and shouted in disbelief.

In the tide of residual elephants, an aura completely different from the other residual elephants burst out and rushed towards the city gate.

Tao Qi's pupils suddenly contracted, and a raging wave-level afterimage appeared!

Her heart suddenly sank to the bottom.

The power of the Wuxiang Xianzhu is the frequency of devouring and reorganizing weapons.

In this upstream rain, the remaining elephants cannot be killed completely.

The more dead elephants there are, the more dead humans there are.

Their frequencies will be reconverted, and the more mixed the frequencies are, the stronger the reconstructed afterimage will be.

The first Raging Tide-class afterimage is not the end.

If we continue to drag it out, more Raging Tide-level afterimages will be created.

Even tsunami level.

No one dared to try to imagine what would happen at that moment.

This is Mingshi, the power of the formless master.

This is the shadow that has long hung over Jinzhou, Linglong, and even the entire human civilization.

Before it even showed up, Konshu was already in complete passivity.

"Concentrate your firepower and don't let the remaining elephant get close to the protective shield!" Tao Qi commanded.

The overwhelming artillery fire covered half of the battlefield, and the remaining elephants roared, trying to swallow up Jinzhou.

Tao Qi was giving orders and saw a figure out of the corner of his eye.

Amidst the myriad of residual images, Ling An's body sometimes trembled, and sometimes ignited with red-gold flames.

Any residual image or ghost that came close to him was burned to ashes.

A piece of open space was forcibly carved out in the aftermath of the tide.

"Ling An's condition seems to be very wrong!" Chi Xia keenly noticed the abnormality and couldn't help but look worried.

She shouted loudly, trying to attract attention: "Ling An!"

However, at this moment, Ling An could no longer hear any sound from the outside world.

A series of mixed and intertwined frequencies fluctuated in his mind.

He covered his head as if his personality was disintegrating.

In the rain, Ling An opened his eyes.

A full moon filled his eyes.

The Master of Wuxiang Xian is calling him...

Do not!

It is calling out to this body.

A vibrating voice echoed back and forth in his mind:

"...Mother, I need weapons..."

Chi Xia, who discovered that Ling An was abnormal, became anxious. She shouted and wanted to rush into the tide of residual elephants, but was stopped by Tao Qi.

"You're crazy!" Tao Qi looked at Chixia.

"Ling An looks like he's not right, I have to go save him!" Chi Xia said decisively.

"In the tide of remnant elephants, there is no chance of survival!"

"I don't care, I just know I have to go!"

Chixia looked at the overwhelming aftermath, pursed her lips, and clenched the two guns in her hands.

If the wanderer comes back and sees that Ling An is gone, he will be very sad.

There are also Baizhi and Yangyang. Everyone has become accustomed to joking with this cat.

Of course, there is her.

In front, Ling An’s light had dimmed.

Afterimages and ghosts engulfed and concealed his form.

Chixia raised her foot, and the next moment, she looked with shock at the place where Ling An had been in the residual tide.

There.

A little golden light.

It is expanding rapidly.