After mobilizing these quiet magic powers, Duke could not feel any resistance. In just a moment, the fifth moonlight holy shield quietly formed and firmly fitted together with the previous moonlight holy shield composed of four paths, just like a path, and there was no difference.

At this moment, the ice arrows attacking like a rain curtain, supported by Duke, the strongest Moonlight Saint Shield. Like the ice arrows Duke had emitted before, these ice arrows of Duke were broken without surprise.

Moreover, Duke felt that when he was shot by these ice arrows, he seemed to be weaker than him hitting the other party. There were only two possibilities for this feeling. One was that the other party's ice arrow skills were not as strong as his own, and the other was that his Moonlight Saint Shield was stronger than the other party. Combined with Duke's just seeing the shape, size, and speed of the other party's ice arrow, Duke denied the first possibility.

"My Yuehua Holy Shield is stronger than the other party! Hahaha! What are you afraid of? Just swing your arms."

Duke continued to divide some of his mind to convey the magic required to support on the Moonlight Shield, and the rest was to fight with fake Duke's fist to the flesh.

Like a whirlwind, Duke rushed to the front of the fake Duke in a moment. At this time, the fake Duke was still protected by the Moonlight Shield.

"Bang!"

Duke simply used his physical strength to punch Duke. The fake Duke seemed to inherit Duke's natural way of fighting head-on, waving his fist, and punching Duke.

...

While Duke was enjoying the stimulation of his fist to the flesh, Nya was still entangled with the fake.

Niya didn't expect that the mirror image would force herself to be powerless and could only play a similar hide-and-seek battle with the other party. If not, she felt that she could not hold on to three rounds after the other party accepted it.

"No, you can't continue like this, otherwise if you consume too much physical strength, you will only get beaten."

Niya knew her situation. The other party's fake Niya had no idea how much talent she had in combat, and she also surpassed herself in terms of effort and effort saving.

However, Nia, who had a very smart little head, couldn't figure it out at this time.

Logically speaking, the self in the mirror world is exactly the same as myself. Even if I don’t have other emotions and ideas and only know how to fight, it is also myself. The strength and combat power analyzed from myself. But why is the self in the mirror world so much stronger than myself? How can I figure it out? Or is it that because of these messy things that I cannot fully exert my combat power? But do the elf have combat power?

A series of problems filled Niya's little head, and she could only escape while relying on herself to get out of this predicament.

...

In the battle between two and one pair, the one that looks the most weird is the Netherworld Beast.

The two real and fake beasts are facing each other in the air. If you just look at them from a distance, you can't feel that they are in such a competition. Only when they are closer can they realize how surging and exciting the magic fluctuations that occasionally overflow from the middle of them are.

In a completely empty space, Xiaobai was cautious in the advanceer. Although he knew that no matter how fast he walked or how far he walked, he was just in place. However, if he did not walk like this a few times and distract himself from his attention, he was worried that he would be created in this empty space and suppressed to death.

Because it can't figure out how long it has existed in this void space, one minute, one year, one century, one thousand years, ten thousand years?

I can't tell the difference, and I can't perceive the passage of time. This space is eternal lonely. There is nothing else except itself, and what I see is always gray. It thinks that even if it is a starry sky, there are stars to see, and it can also use the stars and star maps to distinguish time. But there is nothing here, it is gray, only gray, whether it is in the sky, the earth, front, back, left and right, it is all gray.

This kind of illusion is the simplest, but the most effective!

In the past, it was a little disdainful to use such an illusion to deal with the enemy. It would be too unchallenging and would only make people who enter this illusion feel endless loneliness and loneliness, and eventually make people feel depressed to death.

Compared with those gorgeous and gorgeous illusions, this simplicity cannot reflect the power of the spellcaster at all.

But unexpectedly, I mastered the illusion that I didn’t want to use later, but successfully blocked myself in it, unable to find the exit, unable to break through the fog, and come out of it.

However, it can only keep walking like this..., walking..., which will make it have a little something to do, because it can walk slowly and faster, making its tail sway left and right...

...

"Gha!"

The undead puppet has never moved a single point from beginning to end. It has been standing in place, and the fake skeleton opposite it has not moved either. It seems that it knows that it cannot defeat the real skeleton opposite.

"Gha!"

The undead puppet opened his mouth and stretched out his fingers that had no flesh or nails. He picked his teeth very seriously. It started from the front teeth, picked it inside, and then turned it over and picked it. After finishing the top, it picked it below. In the end, it really couldn't get some parts, so he simply took off his entire upper and lower jaws and carefully picked his teeth.

After doing all this, he felt a little bored. He looked at Duke competing with the fake one, stretched out his hands, raised a finger, and looked at him.

After watching Duke, he looked at the Netherworld Beast again, and he had no interest in watching the two motionless guys.

Finally, he carefully watched the real and fake Nia's pursuit, which made him feel more interesting.

He was shouting something in his mouth, but Konya didn't have the time to translate it for him now, what does those two syllables mean?

After watching it carefully, the undead puppet was completely messy. He could no longer tell which one was real and which one was fake.

He shook his head desperately, trying to clear himself up, but when he looked over, he became even more confused.

"Gha, come on, let's solve it quickly, don't waste time."

After being dizzy by the real and fake Nia, the undead puppet hooked his fingers at the fake skeleton opposite.

But the other party just looked at him dumbly, without any desire to fight with him.

It seems that the fake undead puppet understands that this mirror world is generated by such a mirror person based on the current body and all the information of the entrant. The undead puppet is an exception. Although he is not strong in strength, he was an existence beyond the holy level during his lifetime. In this comparison, the fake undead puppet began to take into account it.

"Huh!"

After the undead puppet's provocation was useless, he whispered a little surprised and felt incredible, "It seems that the mirror world is a little different. Could it be that I fell, or in the years that followed, this mirror image was improved?"

He began to think, "This should not be changed by the owner of this tomb. He had been dead before me. The mirror world of my era was obviously not the one now. Well, it could not be changed by the little guy who was guarding. He didn't have the strength yet. Who is it? The elf said that this is a place of trial. Is it possible that some of their strong men in the academy improved? This possibility is relatively high. It seems that after going out, we have to communicate with them. I didn't expect that we can improve such a humanized mirror world."

"Okay, fakes, I don't have time to play with you."

After talking to the opposite side, the body suddenly disappeared and appeared directly in front of the fake undead puppet the next second. He raised his hand and swung it out with a punch.

However, as he imagined, the sure-fire punch did not hit, and the fake undead puppet disappeared from the spot, just as he had just come to attack him.

"call!"

Suddenly, a whimper broke through the air sounded from behind the undead puppet's head.

"That's interesting!"

The undead puppet didn't even look at it. When he tilted his head, he raised his elbow and shot it out.

"It seems that I, the original mage, have now become a melee warrior with the ability of a mage." After he fired an elbow, he still had free time to tease himself.

"Bang!"

A violent sound was made, but the undead puppet did not feel that he had a fake self.

He turned his head and saw that a Duke was lying on the ground not far away. A large area of ​​his subordinate was indented, as if he was hit by a big basin. "Gha, Duke, you kid are you so dead?"

The undead puppet was gloating and biting.

"Bastard, what do you mean by gada? Do you think the guy who fell to the ground is me?"

Suddenly, a loud roar woke up the undead puppet. He turned to look at the other Duke, a bright red blood stain flowed from the corner of his mouth, but from his gritted teeth, he realized that this person was the real Duke.

"Looking at you like that, I know what you are thinking. I'm sorry, I've disappointed you. Your boss, I'm still alive now, so you'd better worry about yourself."

Duke reached out to wipe the corner of his mouth, then pointed behind the undead puppet.

"Hula!"

A sound of breaking through the air sounded, and a human-shaped arm hit the undead puppet with a howling sound of wind.

At this time, the undead puppet still did not turn around, but still turned his head and elbowed backwards.

"Bang!"

The fake undead puppet flew backwards.

With one blow, the body of the undead puppet flashed. The next second, the fake undead puppet that had not yet landed appeared. He kicked the ground suddenly, jumped up in the air, kicked it out with one kick, hitting the neck of the fake undead puppet, and kicked the undead puppet into two pieces.

"It's not bad, it has the style of my back then."

Duke applauded and said, not distinguishing his true age at all, "It's just that I'm very strange. Didn't you be a mage before you were alive? Why did you like to fight close together with me... Oh, I understand, you're just a skeleton without flesh, where did you get the magic power? It's so pitiful! Don't worry, boss, I understand you!"

As he said that, Duke patted the undead puppet's shoulder as comforted.

"Kaka!" "Kaka!"
Chapter completed!