This method became Qing Chen's best way to break through formations and reap the rewards; the enemies died before they even saw his face.
Just like when Da Yu got the shroud.
As each forbidden item came into Qing Chen's hands, it interacted and influenced with the extraordinary individuals, ultimately giving rise to unsolvable uses.
At this moment, the commander hurriedly reported the matter over the communication channel: "Sir, a group of dark figures have appeared out of nowhere and are fighting with our battalion."
The second brother narrowed his eyes slightly: "Oh? How's the battle going? You are my elite troops, don't embarrass me."
The commander said, "We've been reduced to 39 men!"
"Wait, you were all killed down to 39?" the second brother roared. "What the hell did you do?!"
However, no one answered him on the communication channel.
The gene warrior battalion was completely wiped out in just over twenty minutes.
"Something's not right, something's not right," the second brother whispered. "Even if the third brother is very powerful now, in his eyes this is all just a show. Why would he kill so many of my people? There's something wrong with the third brother! Give me the phone, I need to call the eldest brother!"
The officer grabbed him: "What are you going to tell the Silver Duke? That you secretly brought a battalion of gene warriors with you? That would expose your intentions!"
The second child had a toothache, and he was suffering in silence, unable to express his pain.
If the eldest brother knew that he had brought a battalion of gene warriors, he would definitely guess that he wanted to possess the third brother's body...
My brother might kill him then?
"Damn it, the arrow is on the bowstring and must be released. Follow me, don't worry about the shadows, we have to catch the third brother," the second brother said. "Quickly contact the fourth and eighth brothers and tell them that I will take them with me after this is done. Tell them to come and join us immediately!"
After saying that, the second brother led the way and rushed into the woods, but right behind them, a dark figure had already caught up!
Some people noticed something was wrong, but when they looked back at the woods, they couldn't find any trace of the shadows, even with active night vision goggles.
Gradually, the shadowy figure drew closer and closer, when suddenly the second brother turned around and grinned maliciously: "Damn it, I finally found you! I've been waiting for you!"
At that moment, two airships suddenly descended from the sky, and dozens of war robots surrounded the shadow.
Bright searchlights shone down from the sky, illuminating the dark figure with perfect clarity.
"Grab it! I want to see what kind of monster it is!" the second brother snarled. "I have at least twenty Awakened Ones around me. Do you think I can't kill you?"
But the problem is... Shadow isn't afraid of death at all.
Instead of retreating, the shadow advanced, instantly appearing before an officer with his immense physical strength, and then swiftly slashed twice at the officer's feet with the scissors...
The next moment, two identical dark figures stood up simultaneously behind the officer!
Not only that, but right outside the circle of shadows that the second brother had surrounded, another shadow slowly walked over.
The second brother's scalp tingled; how could there be so many monsters?!
In fact, this is also Qingchen's recent new understanding of silhouettes... Each person has more than one shadow.
From a scientific perspective, the number of light sources in an environment determines the number of shadows a person casts while standing in one of those light sources.
For example, the principle behind operating room shadowless lamps is simply to use multiple light sources to fade all shadows.
When Qing Chen learned about the silhouette before, he discovered that its creator was Xu Xianchu, a general of the Northwest Army in the Second Human Era. However, according to historical records, Xu Xianchu's shadow could be twice his own strength.
In other words, if Xu Xianchu has a B-level power, then the shadow he manifests using his extraordinary abilities will have the power and speed of an A-level power.
But looking at the silhouette again, it's clear that his abilities are far inferior to Xu Xianchu's.
Then Qingchen wondered... could there be a problem with the method of use?
Most people's concept of a shadow is that when you stand in the sunlight, there is only one shadow behind you.
But at one moment, as Qingchen walked down the midnight street, under the streetlights ahead, he clearly saw three or four shadows, some dark and some light.
At that moment, Qingchen understood where the problem lay...
However, although there are many shadows, only two can be cut at most, which also reflects Xu Xianchu's ability.
Of course, two of them are also terrifying...
Now, two airships are hovering above everyone's heads, and searchlights are being fired from them, casting two shadows on each person...
Once everyone faces two shadows of themselves, even awakened beings and cultivators will die!
The second brother seemed to have figured something out. He muttered, "How the hell are we supposed to fight this?! Quick, quick, tell the airships to turn off their searchlights!"
Unfortunately, it was too late.
From another direction, Qing Chen had already launched his attack, his powerful electromagnetic pulse cutting off all communication.
He and two shadows completed the encirclement of hundreds of people.
Chapter 884, Cleaning Up the House
The second brother, his face fierce, looked around and exclaimed, "Third brother?! Is that you?!"
However, his expression suddenly softened: "Third brother, although I asked you to act more realistically, you've killed far too many people. I'm angry and have sent me to take you back. Look at you, I always told you to study more and not be so reckless. Now look what you've done, you've caused trouble! Come out quickly, your second brother is coming to take you back to Silver City. Our plan is temporarily suspended."
He tried to trick the third brother, who wasn't very bright, into coming out, but before he could finish speaking, two figures rushed in from outside the crowd and started killing indiscriminately, as if they hadn't heard anything.
The second child could only hear the snip-snip of the scissors!
"Damn it, it's the eldest brother who wants to kill me!" the second brother roared. "All that talk about putting on a good show was a lie. It's the eldest brother who wants to kill me... Wait, this third brother might be involved too!"
At this point, the second son had already sensed that something was wrong:
Although the fighting style of the two figures in the woods was extremely fierce, it was completely different from that of the third brother.
The third brother is all bravado, but lacks skill; he's completely incapable of killing with every move in a crowd.
Although they possessed body-snatching techniques far ahead of their time, the problem was that everyone had stolen other people's memories, so they knew very well that it would take a long time to turn those memories into their own abilities.
It will take either three or four years, or ten years.
How could the third brother adapt to the Joker's body so quickly and use his skills so skillfully?
Is this some kind of Joker possession of the third brother?
The second brother suddenly shouted into the woods, "Joker, is that you?!"
But still no one answered.
Countless shadows clashed within the formation, but once they killed their master, they would immediately vanish into a cloud of black smoke.
So the number of people in the forest was initially very large, but then it quickly decreased until the entire forest seemed empty and even somewhat desolate.
The second brother discovered that this ghostly thing, whether it was the third brother or the Joker, seemed to have deliberately spared him; everyone else was dead except for him!
etc……
Marionettes!
This guy is planning to use a marionette on himself!
Otherwise, why would he be the only one left alive?
The second brother looked up and hurriedly gestured to the airship, signaling them to land and lower the rope ladder to help him escape.
Although he thought he was very powerful, he didn't have the courage to face the Joker of the Eastern Continent alone!
However, at that very moment, a missile suddenly struck from afar, leaving a long tail above the treetops, and with a loud bang, it hit the airship above the second brother's head!
The second brother was shocked. He looked into the distance and saw the fifth brother's private airship flying rapidly towards him.
"Damn it!" the second brother roared. Was the fifth brother trying to take advantage of his illness and kill him? Or was the fifth brother and the eldest brother conspiring to kill him together?
Tonight was so chaotic that the second brother has completely lost track of the truth of the matter.
The airship hovering overhead slowly descended. The second brother knew that if he waited any longer, he would surely die. He had to run!
He ran into the woods, but two dark figures blocked his way.
But then the second brother's eyes lit up, and he rushed straight towards Qing Chen's shadow on the left: "The gap is here!"
In an instant, the second brother clashed with the shadow. The shadow attacked, but the second brother, arriving first, kicked the shadow away: "You almost fooled me! This one is only B-rank!"
In fact, silhouettes can be cut out to create two shadows even when there are two light sources.
However, light sources always vary in intensity, so one shadow may be grade A for the original body, while the other may be grade B.
Therefore, there is one main shadow and one secondary shadow.
Previously, the second brother was so frightened by the main shadow that he didn't have time to make a detailed distinction. Now that he had to escape, the life-or-death crisis forced him to calm down and he finally discovered that the two shadows were completely different in speed and strength.
He found a flaw!
In the woods, Qing Chen let out a soft exclamation. He had underestimated this second-in-command. To have lived so long and still hold the second position in the Black Knights, he must have some skill... but not much.
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The second brother ran alone into the woods. He looked back from time to time and saw that the two blurry black figures were following him, but they did not make a move immediately.
The second brother roared, "Joker? Third brother? Who are you?!"
No one responded to him; the hunter in the woods seemed uninterested in talking to his prey.
The two dark figures kept adjusting their pursuit, seemingly trying to drive him to a certain place.
He felt a sense of crisis... Why were they driving him away?
Is there something else waiting for me ahead?
We need to break this deadlock!
We can't let ourselves be chased anymore!
"Do you really think I'm a three-year-old? When I was fighting and risking my life on the battlefield, you weren't even born yet! You think you're worthy to play tricks on me?!" The second brother roared and turned to charge at the B-rank shadow.
In a flash, the second brother used a skillful wrestling technique. He grabbed the B-level shadow's elbow joint with his left hand, supported the B-level shadow's waist with his right hand, and inserted his right leg behind the B-level shadow.
"go!"
The second brother simply twisted his waist slightly, his whole body acting like an axis and lever, forcefully pulling the B-grade shadow off the ground and throwing it more than twenty meters away, where it violently crashed into a big tree!
This set of movements is so fluid and seamless; it's impossible to do it without tens of thousands of repetitions!
The Black Knights established themselves not through dirty tricks or conspiracies, but by earning military merit in the suppression of rebellions during the chaotic years in Roosevelt's Kingdom!