Chapter 1043: Chapter 1041 Blind Eye (7) Chapter 1043: Chapter 1041 Blind Eye (7) “Is it really for this reason, or is it just a bit too targeted!”
At that moment, Fu Qian realized the answer to his earlier question.
Why there was an existence like his Gold Left Hand, and why he was asked to make the first move.
These indigenous people could actually replicate the methods used by the invaders, and even their momentum seemed no less impressive.
But the problem lay right there, being sensitive to mental impacts, using a double-edged skill like this was almost tantamount to suicide.
Amidst his contemplation, the Resonance Spike in the zombie’s hand had been thrust forward, forcefully slamming against the Gold Shield held by Brother TP.
Buzz!
Amidst the strange buzzing, the surface of the Gold Shield rippled with illusory waves.
And Brother TP, hiding behind the shield, looked ferocious but clearly hadn’t suffered an unbearable psychic shock.
What a fully mastered scenario!
Fu Qian casually observed the reaction of Sage Old Master out of the corner of his eye.
The latter did not show any intention of helping, adopting the stance of a plunderer standing by.
And the next moment, with the familiar sound of an egg cracking, the one who had thrown the Resonance Spike stepped into the shoes of his predecessor, his body disintegrating into innumerable fragments fluttering like butterflies.
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The only slight imperfection was that, due to the distance, the three indigenous people did not choose a unified method of attack.
The two who had clawed forward first, after their attacks were fruitless, also each conjured Gold Resonance Spikes in their hands.
But after the first one was vaporized, the golden light in their hands simultaneously extinguished.
Deserving of being able to plagiarize academically, although they seemed to have only a sliver of combat instinct left, they still knew how to learn from their experiences.
Fu Qian admired this scene inwardly.
Of course, to be fair, the charge of academic plagiarism was probably not applicable to these individuals.
They hadn’t seen him act before, and given the previous puzzle Illusion Realm, it was much more likely that the team’s target, the “Holy Grail,” had copied this ability and transferred it to these people.
Additionally, puzzles, imitation–the “Holy Grail” seems to share similar principles with this team–only knowledge is true power.
Ding, ding!
While he silently deduced, the two indigenous beings who had given up using the Resonance Spike tried to scratch physically twice more, but Brother TP, fully on the defensive, remained unshaken.
In this situation, the next moment, the two zombies surprisingly gave up the attack and both showed illusory ripples in their hands.
Such a rapid copy speed.
Fu Qian saw it clearly: this was obviously Brother TP’s ability being copied, and they didn’t even need a real shield to release it.
At this point, with three shields facing off, the situation was quite at a standstill.
“How’s the Left Hand, looks like we need your help,” said the Sage Old Master, finally reacting to the change by turning to look at Fu Qian.
“No problem.”
Fu Qian responded readily without hesitation.
At this moment, the path underfoot was almost indiscernible; he walked a few steps along the route Brother TP had taken as he remembered it and stopped in mid-air.
The next moment, the Gold Resonance Spike once again condensed in his hand, aimed at the two zombies.
Almost instantly, they reacted, the shield-like ripples on their hands shining brighter, protecting their bodies.
Judging from the effectiveness seen before, this item was unquestionably excellent at defending against Heart Calamity; throwing it out like this would probably be ineffective.
Fortunately, Fu Qian did not throw it out.
The Resonance Spike, charged to its limit, was firmly grasped in his hand as a new member joined the standoff group.
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Of course, the standoff didn’t last long.
It was Brother TP who first noticed Fu Qian’s actions, and after exchanging a quick look with the Sage, he retreated to Fu Qian’s side, while the ripples on the Gold Shield also subsided.
And with that move, the fierce expression on Brother TP’s face relaxed, and it felt like the pressure had suddenly decreased.
Not long after, a familiar cracking sound came from the two shield-bearing natives.
Despite not being struck, the signs of cracking still appeared all over their bodies and quickly spiraled out of control.
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It must have been a pre-determined battle tactic, and he had clearly not misunderstood.
Until the two natives turned to ash, Fu Qian hadn’t thrown the spike in his hand; instead, he let it dissipate on the spot.
Earlier, when the Sage Old Master had asked for his help, it certainly wasn’t to finish off those two with a throw of the spike.
Not to mention, no one would believe he had many spikes left to throw, and judging by their earlier performance, their copied abilities hardly seemed inferior to the original–likely, a few shots wouldn’t even break their defense.
The reason they suddenly collapsed was simple; Brother TP’s defensive abilities also consumed mental strain, albeit at a more moderate pace.
In the face of a threat, their learned absolute defense was essentially a suicidal act.
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It must be said, although this team lacked a Transcendent, their planning was meticulous; no wonder they dared to embrace death in such a place.
Along the way, aside from puzzles in the Illusion Realm that each solved with their own skills, the group’s actions were like watching a walkthrough to clear a level.
Honestly, as far as he could tell, this place wasn’t an easy task for Transcendents either.
But the first few minions they encountered already displayed the ability to plagiarize abilities on the spot in one second, even those originating from Extraordinary Items.
Against such difficulties, the group had already thought up counter-strategies with a cheat-like perspective.
Not only was his own Heart Calamity a self-injuring mental Skill, but even the team’s tank belonged to the same category.
Fu Qian believed this was definitely the result of careful selection.
Even considering the potential loss of personnel, the methods of the others were also most likely similar.
“Well done; we can continue now.”
At this moment, the Sage Old Master, the undisputed leader of the team, was undoubtedly very pleased with Fu Qian’s performance and gestured for him to return to the group and rest before nodding at Brother TP.
The latter, with an air of resigned diligence, stepped forward and entered through the opened Dark Gate.
And this time, the team didn’t wait in place.
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Inside, the Dark Gate opened into yet another passage, which seemed to have a different style from the outside.
The most noticeable difference was the significant increase in eye patterns.
Not only were they visible all over the ceiling of the corridor, but some even glowed with a green fluorescence.
This green color was very peculiar, as if it had the effect of driving away other sources of light.
The lighting equipment, which seemed bright enough outside, had its visibility greatly suppressed upon entering.
What kind of organization was this place? It felt quite unique.
Though eerie, Fu Qian, walking in the middle of the team, felt undoubtedly the least pressure.
Under the reflection of the eyes on the ceiling, he casually observed his surroundings and then furrowed his brows the next moment.
Are there only six of us now?
The team member responsible for bringing up the rear had vanished in the blink of an eye.