Chapter 918 - 918
Chapter 918: A Single Vanguard Team Squad is No Match
This was the longest Reverse Summoning I had ever experienced.
Even with the prototype of Space Sense mastered, I found it difficult to comprehend the spatial transformation under this summoning mechanism.
Not long after, I felt the end of the summoning.
It was a deep and serene blue.
Everything before my eyes became concrete, and then the refreshing feeling of escaping the Great Weakening Spell was also transmitted to the clone.
Immediately followed by the rejection of the otherworldly will towards an outsider.
Even though this wasn't my main body, nor was it a recognized life, it was inevitable for an individual originating from outside the world to be rejected by the world.
But these oppressive feelings all turned into curses of misfortune, resisted by my alchemical items.
Even though the Main World had shattered to that extent, the suppression of the World Consciousness was far from what the World Will of a transitional Medium World could compare with.
Then, I thoroughly descended into this world.
I saw the huge ritual rune summoning me, and the deep sky where not a single star could be seen.
The dispersing clouds formed a regular circle like ripples.
Finally... a sense of weightlessness hit my heart.
"I'm in... the sky?"
Realizing this, I turned over.
Beneath me was a panoramic view of the earth.
The weightlessness of falling was accompanied by fierce wind, blowing my clothes and skirt, flapping loudly.
The silver-white long hair behind me rose with the wind.
The strong wind scattered my unrestrained hairstyle, and I grabbed the hair tie that was about to fly away.
Although all this happened in a short instant, I figured out what the situation probably was.
Directly below me surged a massive and appalling energy fluctuation.
That was the energy source activating my summoning.
Under the energy riot soaring into the sky, that rune was drawn in the sky.
And when I looked at the earth again, I noticed the tall buildings standing like a forest, brightly lit.
Between the compact buildings, countless crowds crowded on the roads.
They all raised their heads, looking towards me.
Expectation, curiosity, novelty, inquiry, excitement...
Countless emotions intertwined, like a grand stage, expecting the performance of the person taking the stage.
"There... it seems a person really appeared there!"
In the crowd, a person with very good eyesight suddenly spoke, and then everyone's eyes were attracted over.
They raised their heads, looking at the "visitor" described by Monroe, the President of the Truth Protection Association.
But all this, apart from the magnificence of the summoning ritual, the figure appearing was just like an ordinary person.
Even timid people were worrying, falling down like this... wouldn't she fall to death?
"Who exactly is that? Did anyone recognize her?"
"Seems to have white hair? If it's long hair... should be a girl?"
"Eyesight so good? I haven't even found where the person you mentioned is..."
While everyone was discussing, suddenly someone discovered several figures in the night sky dragging tail flames rushing towards that figure.
"Eh! Wait! Those guys wouldn't be people from the Vanguard Team, right? What do they want to do?"
"Damn it! Those inhumane guys want to kill her! Detestable! Why do this!"
"Hey you! Who has a personal aircraft?"
"What do you want that for? Fly up to seek death? Moreover, aircraft have intelligent height limits! Idiot!"
"Where are the people from the Truth Protection Association? Save her! Are you ignoring the person you summoned?"
At the moment when everyone was anxious, I, far away in the sky, also felt several malicious intents targeting me.
This targeting originating from emotions made me particularly sensitive to this.
"Players?"
I watched those figures flying towards me rapidly and couldn't help but feel their killing intent.
It seemed they were long prepared for my sudden descent...
Is this the big gift prepared for me by that Anti-Witch Cheryl?
Watched by so many people, locked onto by players of this world as soon as I appeared... what kind of opening is this?
I originally thought about sneaking in quietly, collecting intelligence on this world in passing, and also understanding those geniuses who came to this world.
Is this it?
For this clone of mine, I didn't give a Magic Power Source or spellbook.
This clone only has the incomplete "Pseudo-Self-generating Magic Power" body talent within the body, the Seed of Great Knowledge, and... all the spell architectures and rune rituals of prototype spells and derivative spells I have mastered.
Even my clone itself is a derivation of my domain order, capable of using the power of knowledge to achieve the ability to simply spread a power network.
It can be said that the clone Yue is different from my other general clones.
I poured a lot of techniques into this clone to prevent her from being unaccustomed after entering the game world.
Watching those players rapidly approaching me, several spell rituals also appeared in front of me.
Compared to the fast and mindless casting of general spellbooks, my practice of improvising spell ritual rune construction is undoubtedly very inefficient.
But... for civilizations of magic and spells without spellbooks or other special means, this casting process is what a mage should display.
The other party seemed to see my movement.
Their accompanying combat platforms shot a shuttle of bullets at me.
Then a large number of locking tracking shells also came dragging tail smoke.
"Target locked, no facial information features queried... Data manually updated, you have locked onto 'Calamity Witch', organizing data..."
Such messages also popped up in the vision of the Vanguard Team members.
As the Vanguard Team struggling on the front line, they naturally knew the concept of witches.
Although this team hadn't entered the closed beta game named "Calamity Witch" they were currently conquering, they still knew about the Calamity Witch.
It's just that this game project had been urgently halted and blockaded, no longer issuing game qualifications.
And just at the moment they were distracted checking the data, their bullets and artillery fire had already covered that figure.
Only it was as if there were invisible shields around that "witch's" body, blocking or deflecting all bullets.
They firmly believed their firepower was extremely powerful.
But under such an iron-clad fact, even so, they couldn't break the defense... Invisible pressure began to diffuse gradually.
Finally, the firelight from the subsequent artillery explosions submerged that figure, letting them breathe a sigh of relief temporarily.
And under the firelight of the explosion, I looked at the bullets scattered into pixels, one of which was pinched in my hand.
Have to say... the development of Transcendent Pixels in this game world has reached a very considerable level.
No wonder Cheryl said this [Transcendent Knowledge] would trigger a breakthrough in basic materials at the Transcendent level.
This thing has too much potential!
But... I find it hard to imagine, why was this power developed and utilized by them, and finally utilized into this appearance?
Why did such a plastic material turn into thermal weapons in games?
And it's the development of individual soldier combat, making the firepower a single person can hold even more powerful, appearing in the deformed... oh no, peculiar way of "personal combat platform".
However, out of respect for the development of civilization, I still acknowledged their firepower, but this doesn't hinder me from commenting and criticizing their power.
Of course, these comments and criticisms are not for their players to hear, but for myself.
The power you think is powerful is worthless in the eyes of others.
The firelight gradually dispersed.
These so-called explosions didn't cause me a bit of harm.
The dispersing flames inherited its instantly erupted temperature in another posture at this moment, burning fiercely in the sky.
Everyone only saw the explosion in the sky.
Some regretted it, some just felt cruel.
Until... they all noticed the firelight in the sky lingering for a long time, only then did they realize the unusualness of the problem.
But compared to ordinary people who just watched the fun, the Vanguard Team at this moment understood better what kind of monster they encountered!
The other party's biological features haven't disappeared...
Accompanying the synchronization of confidential information, at this moment, they only felt a chill down their spines.
Although they didn't have time to watch the combat playback in the data, just looking at those records was enough to make them despair.
"A single Vanguard Team squad is no match."
Just this description was enough to let them know it was over this time.
"No... wait! There is still hope! Other Vanguard Team members closer to here have already moved out. We just need to wait for their support!"
"Correct! Those Banned Accounts have been cleared. With so many of us, can't we deal with one mage?"
With several people comforting each other, instantly, they regained some confidence.
However, there was always one person in the team who didn't have much feeling about this.
That was the one who often got red-eyed from killing.
If not because his combat power and combat instinct after getting red-eyed were indeed terrifying, this captain wouldn't have kept such a time bomb in the team.
After all, such subordinates are really convenient when used well sometimes, especially useful when indiscriminately slaughtering aboriginals and harvesting soul-substance.
But now...
Accompanying the ball of fierce fire burning more and more terrifyingly in the sky, it was as hot as a sun, until that dazzling firelight gradually became cold and forest-like...
That figure gradually emerged in the firelight, a long blade stained with fierce fire, stimulating everyone's nerves with terrifying oppression.
"Just a squishy mage! My favorite to kill in games is this type!"
That reckless man disregarded everything.
Even the data presented in front of him, he actually didn't look at.
He just felt it blocked his vision a bit, so he blocked these things immediately.
His eyes only had... kill!
But at the moment his killing intent was released unscrupulously, a blade light burning with dark blue flames flashed.
Then the extreme high temperature arrived with the blade edge.
The spreading flames divided the sky into two halves like a barrier.
And this dividing line... was that player roaring and rushing towards me.
He seemed to feel nothing, continuing to roar.
As if at this moment his killing intent and anger were all ignited by the fierce flames.
Under the boost of his personal combat platform, he still advanced unswervingly.
Until his body gradually disintegrated, becoming blurred, as if mosaicked gradually in details.
Subsequently, those mosaics turned into single-colored blocks falling from his body.
Towards the end, his body disintegrated faster, until he fell on the route chasing me.
Dead.
All this happened too fast, so fast that the Vanguard Team people didn't react.
The introduction "A single Vanguard Team squad is no match" was completely concretized at this moment.
Making them realize the gap between individual powers.
Finally, it was the movement of the Supreme Directive that forcibly made them realize how dangerous their situation was at this moment.
Even if they knew very clearly that they were just created characters and wouldn't truly die, such terrifying oppression still instinctively made them feel fear.
It was as if their emotions no longer belonged to them.
When they forced themselves to calm down, seeing the Supreme Directive, they were dumbfounded again!
Those Game Architects actually asked them to attempt to... communicate with this witch who looked extremely terrifying?
But looking at the language module already passively loaded, they also knew they had no retreat.
At least they were acting according to the will of those adults.
If accidents happened, those adults at least wouldn't blame them.
Game accounts in the home world were not as casual as game accounts in other worlds.
The upper echelons had very strict control over this aspect.
Basically one radish one pit.
If they lost the character authority in the home world, then they could only go to other worlds to be the most dangerous Vanguard Team!
According to the calculation of the Supreme Directive, the Calamity Witch has a certain degree of desire for conversation.
If time can be delayed by negotiation, the probability of survival is higher than escaping.
And when more Vanguard Teams arrive, they can also cover their retreat.
Even joining hands to kill this Calamity Witch is not impossible.
This is a city after all, restricting many of their large-scale indiscriminate lethal weapons.
"Calamity Witch! I think this is a misunderstanding!"
This captain turned on the directional amplifying prop equipment and spoke in a language he wasn't very familiar with.
They were long familiar with this kind of timely language conversion.
But everyone at this moment was extremely nervous.
If the other party didn't give face at all, they might all die here.
Fortunately, the other party responded... but their faces became even more uneasy at this moment!
Because the language the other party used to respond to them... was actually the language of their world!
You know, their confidentiality and conversion regarding language were done extremely well. How could people from other worlds reverse decipher it!
"Misunderstanding? Since that's the case, then I'll take those bullets and missiles as the meeting gift you sent me. As for my return gift of that blade just now, what do you think? If not satisfied, I can send each of you another blade."
My voice accompanied waves of heat, distorting the light, making them unable to see clearly, but the words I said made them shudder again!