Netherworld Retrograde

Capítulo 1112: Chapter 543: Duplicate

The next second, it transformed into the appearance of Li Ye Lai.

And with the change of body, the injuries on it disappeared along with the doll’s duplicate.

It faced Li Ye Lai and the Little Mad King in their prime state.

Meanwhile, Li Ye Lai and the Little Mad King advanced quickly, seemingly trying to kill it while it was changing bodies.

“Truly powerful, this physical power… even common Overlords might not be as strong as you.” The Mimic felt the power of the body, laughing heartily.

At the same time, the power it copied poured continuously into its mind.

‘Mythical Mimicry… Kunpeng, Qilin! Two kinds of Mythical Mimicry?’

‘Mimicry Dragon Soul, what a wonderful mutation!’

‘A blessing that guarantees a critical hit after ten times? A blessing from the Heavenly Court!’

‘And, the mysterious Face, this ability, even my master hasn’t recorded! Wait, my master seems to have seen this ability…’

‘But it is truly powerful!’

‘No wonder the Blood God is so obsessed with you Champions! You indeed deserve such attention!’

Looking at the quickly approaching Li Ye Lai and the Little Mad King, the Mimic laughed, raised its hand, and stroked its face, wanting to use the most curious power, which was Li Ye Lai’s Wanxiang Faceless Mask!

That was an ability not even recorded by the God of Deceit, the Master of Transformation, now let me see its power!

However, at that moment, the Mimic’s expression suddenly changed.

What is this feeling….

At the moment of activating the Mask, the Mimic seemed to see the emergence of several figures.

There was a Heavy Pupil Overlord with a long spear, charging a thousand soldiers alone.

There was a young general with a ring-headed knife, the Wolf Vanquisher of Juxu.

There was a skinny boy holding a Drum Beating Golden Hammer.

There was a War State Butcher with a copper sword, who slaughtered hundreds of thousands!

There was a human hero with a Great Bow, shooting nine suns in a row!

There seemed to be other silhouettes in the background, but the Mimic couldn’t make them out clearly in a short time.

They seemed to exist in different times and spaces.

At this moment, they were simultaneously summoned by some power, casting their gaze towards the present, towards the Mimic.

Some were emotionless, some with a playful smile, some with an optimistic smile, and some whispered ‘are you serious?’

At that moment, pain surged through the Mimic’s chest, its bones groaning. It seemed to explode into fireworks in mid-air.

What a joke!

I am the Scheme of Deceit! Underestimate me?

Watch me analyze, watch me break down your methods!

The Mimic laughed angrily, the playful mindset turning to vexation at this moment.

Blessings from the God of Chaos descended mightily, its body bursting with the unique azure divinity of Deceit.

The body’s rejection was forcibly suppressed, it stroked its face forcibly!

‘Could it form a causal link with those beings? Could it even affect the user? Is it because I wasn’t recognized?’

‘Ridiculous! I don’t need your recognition! I am the Scheme of Deceit!’

‘Start moving for me!’

Earth Hating No Ring·Li Yuanba!

At that moment, a golden Dharma Image roared to life, enveloped in azure divinity.

And in that instant, the Mimic sensed some ominous power gathering, a strange sense of discomfort that gave it a bad feeling.

In response, Li Ye Lai transformed into a golden Dharma Image!

The Gold Dharma Image swung the long spear horizontally, Single-handed Eighteen Strokes·Elephant Step!

While the Mimic’s Dharma Image was empty-handed, it could only raise a fist to clash!

In that moment, the two Dharma Images collided with a crash.

The terrifying impact swept through the already ruined site like a tsunami, causing massive damage to the Dharma Image transformed by the Mimic.

Even as a Dharma Image, being empty-handed was a huge disadvantage.

Meanwhile, the discomfort within its body grew more intense, as if it would shatter its body. Forcing the use of this Mask seemed to come at a great cost.

Moreover, that ominous power grew denser. The feeling of entangled causality felt very ominous!

Danger, very dangerous!

What is this? The embrace of the Grim Reaper?

Goddamn it, does the Ninth Champion usually fight with this kind of misfortune hanging over them? Not becoming the Blood God’s Chosen is truly the Blood God’s loss!

The Mimic borrowed force to retreat, releasing the Dharma Image. At the same time, golden wings unfurled behind it.

Mythical Mimicry·Kunpeng!

It wanted to use this speed, along with its blessings as the Deceit Chosen One, the Illusion Maze to escape the Champion.

As a creation of Deceit, its escape ability was first-class. Even Deceit wouldn’t want its creations to die so easily.

It originally thought that the ability it copied from Li Ye Lai would give Li Ye Lai at least some trouble.

But something felt off, very off.

This feeling made the Mimic, who had seen countless conspiracies and betrayals, anxious. It dared not use the Masks again.

Especially that Da Yi Face Mask, damn it, it was so vivid, that I even doubt it might directly attack me.

It had to hide, slowly study this power. Thus weave a greater conspiracy.

However, the moment it retreated, not far away, the already teetering rubble of a skyscraper suddenly collapsed towards it.

The Mimic’s expression slightly changed, it couldn’t afford to be delayed, its golden wings flared open. But it touched a streetlight nearby, which naturally got cut down by the golden wings’ edge and crashed to the ground.

A burst of sparks erupted, splattering onto a puddle at the roadside.

The next moment, a tank truck not far from the Mimic exploded, engulfing the Mimic.

“What kind of lousy luck is this?”

The Mimic laughed in irritation, its figure quickly rushed out from the explosion. With the current strength of Li Ye Lai’s replicated body and Spiritual Barrier, this explosion couldn’t harm it.

But it felt the ground suddenly vanish beneath its feet, the manhole cover loosened and dropped, just as the Mimic was charging out.

The Mimic spread its wings again, accelerating upward, quickly soaring into the sky.

“How did he survive until now?” The Mimic really wanted to ask Li Ye Lai, given today’s level, it was nothing much. These calamities wouldn’t kill a Sixth Sense. But before? When he was even weaker, facing such calamities, surviving wouldn’t come without a price.

Then its expression grew uglier.

Because as this duplicate’s powers gradually revealed, it finally saw the silhouettes beyond.

There was Li Ye Lai exuding Blood Evil Energy, his gaze bloodthirsty and violent.

There was Li Ye Lai spreading terrifying plagues, his gaze kind yet sinister.

There was Li Ye Lai enjoying endless wails, his gaze cruel yet joyful.

This made the Mimic’s face suddenly change, how could this be?

How did this Champion also have the power of Chaos? Your composition is quite mixed, isn’t it?

That was the Blood God’s Blade, that was the Son of Plague Father, that was Joyful Walking!

And adding, its Scheme of Deceit.

At that moment, the mighty power of Four Chaos Gods converged into the Mimic’s body.

It became, in a sense, the Four Gods’ Select, the Eternal Chosen One!

That was an identity and status it couldn’t disturb, it was power and authority beyond its reach!

In that instant, the Mimic’s body seemed on the verge of exploding completely.

Four different powers surged within its body, intense and pure.

A Chosen One, is this Champion a Chosen One?

Hahahaha, you can put on a better show than me!

Already gained the attention of Three Gods?

Why leave out my master Deceit?

Such a being will be the most appreciated by my master!

The Mimic felt both shocked and delighted, but there was no time to speak at this moment.

Li Ye Lai’s spear reached, piercing straight through the Mimic’s chest, followed by a spear’s rotation, Single-handed Eighteen Strokes…

Disregarding whether this body could be preserved, the Mimic immediately cast out the Illusion Maze!

In that moment, the Mimic’s body seemed on the verge of exploding completely.

Four different powers surged within its body, intense and pure.

A Chosen One, is this Champion a Chosen One?

Hahahaha, you can put on a better show than me!

Already gained the attention of Three Gods?

Why leave out my master Deceit?

Such a being will be the most appreciated by my master!

The Mimic felt both shocked and delighted, but there was no time to speak at this moment.

Li Ye Lai’s spear reached, piercing straight through the Mimic’s chest, followed by a spear’s rotation, Single-handed Eighteen Strokes…

Disregarding whether this body could be preserved, the Mimic immediately cast out the Illusion Maze!