Even though I didn't even have dinner yesterday, the cold liquid poured into my stomach without causing any discomfort. This young girl's body looks petite and weak, but she is actually very strong. She surpasses humans in every sense from the inside out, or it can be said that she is no longer human at all. An Qi closed the refrigerator, rubbed her jade-white fingertips, and murmured thoughtfully: "In essence, I am the Ruler of Rule, and my body is just a puppet controlled by power. But power also depends on the body to exist. If all the bodies that can be attached to die, I will die too." "It's so dangerous to have only one body!" An Qi felt a strong sense of threat. Putting aside all the confusion and bewilderment, survival is now the top priority. Driven by this thought, An Qi naturally understood how to use the power. The first step is to extract crash energy from the virtual portal. The second step is to find a medium for the power to attach to, such as a corpse or some kind of powerful puppet - there is no suitable medium here, so give up using the medium and shape the body using oneself as a template. The third step is to drive the power and control this body.
A faint purple light flickered, and a petite but graceful human figure condensed in front of Angel's eyes. Angie blinked. On the opposite side, An Qi, who was as white as jade, also blinked. The two of them stared at each other, who looked exactly the same. "..."×2 After a moment, the original Angel's mouth curled up. The interesting scene finally made her heavy mood relax a little, and she said playfully: "Take a few steps!" "Take a few steps~" "Walk out with a vigorous spirit!" "Walk with all your might~" "Go one step further and make great progress!" "A thousand miles a day~" "I walked out of a world that felt like another world!" "Let's go... Hey! That's enough. We are all family. You won't insist on playing to the end and then punching me, right?" The clone Anqi walked around with her hands and feet together with a silly look on her face, then rolled her eyes and turned around and went straight to the second floor - during the whole process, she had no sense of shame at all. After all, they were her own people, so she seemed to be very relaxed. After a while, she came down in a casual long-sleeved shirt and hot pants. Her slender white legs shone with an incredibly bright white color as she walked down the stairs, as if they were glowing. "Even though it's me, and in reality it's me, I'm really a feast for the eyes." The original Angel sat on the sofa and watched the clone Angel sit down opposite her. Throughout the entire process, Angel could feel that both the clone and the original body were actually herself, with synchronized will, thoughts and even feelings.
But at the same time, the original body and the clone can think independently. It is not appropriate to describe this situation as schizophrenia. Perhaps, it is like two virtual machine systems in a computer, with certain independent functions, but in essence it is still a computer. The original Angel and the clone Angel looked at each other, and their expressions gradually became solemn in the same way. "Bad news, I am the Herrscher of the Thousand. There are a bunch of people who are ready to kill me at any time, and they also have the ability to kill me." "Good news. I am the first Herrscher of the Thousand. Because I haven't spread my power to become a group of the Unified, no one knows that I am a Herrscher yet." Therefore, as long as she hides in a corner, An Qi will probably be able to live safely until the later part of the story. What will happen in the later part is a question to be considered later. Now, the first thing to do is to hide the identity of the Herrscher. As long as the identity is not exposed, it will not attract the attention of those dangerous people. The two Angies thought about it, and then simultaneously thought of a dangerous situation. "Those girls who were torn apart!" ×2 Intellectually, An Qi had no sympathy for the bullies who had done many disgusting things. They were just a bunch of underage beasts. Emotionally, An Qi had never experienced such cruelty in either of her past lives, so it was hard not to feel a little sad. But none of this mattered. What mattered was that the broken bodies were placed in the alley. Even though the place was remote, they would eventually be noticed. By then, with the power of modern technology, it would be easy to confirm her suspicion. Secular forces can be ignored, but if the three major organizations notice these... Will he die? Both Angies widened their eyes at the same time and stood up. The original Angel in a bathrobe said decisively: "It's too late to mend the fence! Now we must turn those corpses into our clones! If we continue to exist in their image for a while, trouble won't come to us! Hurry, I hope we're not in time!" The clone Angel had already rushed out of the door, leaving the original Angel with a strand of lightly swaying golden hair. In fact, there is no need for verbal instructions at all. The two people's thoughts and consciousness are one and the same person. There is no point in distinguishing between the original and the clone, they are all Angel, there is no distinction between the primary and the secondary. Even if one of the Angels dies, she will only temporarily lose an independent thinking thread, and Angel will still be alive, without any other impact. While one Angel was leaving, the other Angel who stayed in the room frowned, thought for a moment, and then disappeared in the room in an instant. …… This is a dark world where up, down, left, right, and even the passage of time do not exist. There is an indescribable feeling of chaos and ambiguity. There are some building fragments floating in the void. Some look like fragments of unknown palaces, some look like slices of high-rise buildings, and there are many inexplicable objects. They are all data segments of the real world reflected in the virtual space, on the edge of truth and falsehood. Angel stood in the void, holding the straw of a milk carton in her mouth, and blinked her purple eyes gently. The knowledge about the virtual space that came with the power of the Herrscher gradually became clear in her mind. Angel could only stay quietly and try her best to transform it into content that she could understand. After a while of digestion, Angel's eyes lit up, she stretched out her hand, and the invisible field expanded in all directions with her as the center. Soon, a vast space area was under her control. Under Angel's will, the fragments of the domain emblem were brought together, merged, reorganized and renovated, and soon formed a broad circular platform, just like a simple and magnificent ancient palace. The stage is still far from reaching the boundaries of the field, but it is already broad enough to be considered spectacular.
"This is theater domination!" Angel murmured to herself, whether it was her knowledge of the original work or the knowledge that came with the power of the Herrscher, they were all telling her the nature and characteristics of this field. A controllable space domain, and also the place where the power of plunder is located. Drifting in the vast and boundless virtual world, only the Thousand Rulers can enter and exit freely by virtue of their power. And this brought her an unparalleled sense of security! "The Herrscher of the Void, Silin, is still asleep. Even if Anti-Entropy and World Serpent have the technology to reach the imaginary space, it is impossible for them to find my domain in the boundless imaginary world! This is the most powerful life-saving talisman!" As long as there is one clone hiding intact in the theater, it doesn't matter if all the clones outside die, Angel will still be alive. "Hahaha!" An Qi opened her arms and laughed happily. Despite the existence of Otto Apokalis, the power of control seems to have played an important role in the final plan of the Great Lord, and he may have already obtained the One Thousand Worlds, which is undoubtedly a huge threat that cannot be avoided. But this did not prevent Anqi from relaxing. This was probably the first time since she woke up that she felt at ease and felt that she had the confidence to stand firm in this world. After the pleasant laughter, Angel snapped her fingers, activated her power, and one by one, graceful young girls condensed in the purple light. Ten, twenty, thirty. One hundred, two hundred. Countless naked Angels appeared. The scene was very quiet, but suddenly there was a feeling of noise and crowd. "Snapped!" The original Angel was wearing a bathrobe and looking at the endless repetitive white color in front of her eyes, she had to cover her face suddenly. "Clap! Clap! Clap!" All the Angies on the field also covered their faces at the same time, as well as the only Angie outside who was rushing to the crime scene. Even though they were all herself, even though they were all rare beauties, this picture made Angie feel a little claustrophobic. Chapter 3: A Beautiful Righteous Girl Descends from the Sky "I always feel that my body has become dull and heavy." After calming down a bit, all the Angies couldn't help but try to move their hands and feet, and one after another complained about their condition. "And my mind is a little confused." "I almost fell down outside!" “Is it because there are too many?” "How about reducing it a bit?" "Will it hurt?" All the angies looked at each other.
But the situation is really not good. It feels like we will all faint if we hold on any longer. Angel is afraid of pain, but she is also rational. In order to survive, she must first understand the power of the Herrscher that she uses to make a living. Then, 100 Angels, after a brief hesitation, clenched their fists at the same time and smashed the heads of their companions at once. "Ouch...so disgusting, I want to vomit." "But we are very strong. The skull must be very strong. We can actually smash it with one punch!" "Well, as expected, the individual's loss will not bring any additional burden, and the pain is only temporary. Other aspects... are as insignificant as shutting down a virtual machine program in a computer. It seems that we can consider the suicide flow tactic." After a flurry of blood and flesh flew everywhere, there were 100 Angels left on the scene, including the original body, chattering about their own feelings and judgments. As for the other half of the corpse, it turned into Herrscher cores and merged silently into the theater. The slightly wrinkled brows of the Angels finally relaxed. "So, this is why the original Thousand Herrschers dispersed their cores?" Every time you create a clone, you have one more thread of thought and one more fighting force. In theory, no one would be willing to share this power with others. How nice it would be to have it all to yourself? Could it be that the Thousand Herrschers of the original world line have overcome the selfish nature of human beings and willingly shared the power that should have been theirs alone for the sake of destroying the world? How is this possible! To create a clone, one must first consume the Collapse Energy to shape or strengthen the medium of possession. However, the existence of the Virtual Gate determines that the Herrscher's Collapse Energy is inexhaustible, which is equivalent to no consumption. However, the invisible burdens of spirit, will, and thinking are unavoidable. A person's ability to bear is limited. Too many clones will drag down the group's thinking and activity capabilities. Therefore, the number of clones a person can create is very limited. As for the existence of the Thousand Herrschers, if they are single individuals, perhaps a fully armed A-rank Valkyrie can compete with them. As far as Herrschers are concerned, they are simply too weak. Even if there are hundreds of them together, they are probably vulnerable to the other Herrschers in their perfect form. This is the reason why the original Thousand Herrschers dispersed their power. It was not because the first individual was selfless, but in order to gather enough combat power to challenge the protagonists, he had no choice. Of course, it is also possible that the original Thousand Herrschers were multiple individuals when they awakened, and their powers were dispersed from the beginning. Anyway, the first Herrscher of the Thousand is Angel, and she has no intention of distributing her power to others. After all, what if there are a thousand of them? There are many people in this world who can deal with the Herrscher of the Thousand! Keeping a low profile is the first key to saving your life. …… "The limit I can handle is only 30? That's too few!" In the real world, Angie slowed down her pace as she was about to arrive at the crime scene. She stood at a street corner not far away, observing whether there were any special people like policemen around the alley, while pressing her forehead with a puzzled look. Angel played with her golden hair with her fingers and couldn't help but sigh. No wonder the thousand Herrschers had to form the so-called "crowd". A full complement of 30 Herrschers were frustrated in executing their plans, so what could individuals do? As the most normal Herrschers in this era, if they don't distribute their power, they will have no chance of success. "But it's been a whole night and no one has discovered it yet. Is this place so remote?" An Qi frowned slightly, instinctively feeling that something was wrong. After just standing in the corner and observing for a while, with her eyesight far superior to that of ordinary people, she indeed did not find any special surveillance or arrangements.
"Solve it early and feel at ease. There is no time for further delay." An Qi knew very well that the longer the delay, the more likely it was that the brutal scene of blood and flesh would be noticed. Now all she can do is transform those remains into her clones as quickly as possible. As long as she continues to live as one of these bad girls for a while, and then finds an opportunity to make them disappear in a reasonable manner, no one will notice An Qi's abnormality. With this thought in mind, Anqi tiptoed into the alley after making sure that there was no one on the street. The stench of blood filled the alley.