After an Infinite Flow Player Retires

Ye Jia and Zong Puppet Master met twice.

When they met for the first time, he had not yet been given the name of ace, and he and his teammates entered the dungeon woven by the puppeteer. In a team of 15, six died, eight were made into puppets, and only Ye Jia managed to escape.

When they met for the second time, he ranked No.20 in the standings and entered a copy of a double boss.

In order to escape the death trap of another boss, Ye Jia used the puppeteer's abnormal collection habit to set up a trap for him, and gave him a chance to include the player who escaped from his hands into his collection again , The puppet master bit the bait, but the result was...Ye Jia turned his collection room upside down, destroyed several of the puppet master's favorite puppet, and then managed to escape.

This is how their bond was formed.

After that, Ye Jia was often able to get his name on the hatred list, and the puppet master had always been one of the few big shots with the highest bids.

Looking at the hideous puppet in front of him, Ye Jia raised his eyebrows thoughtfully: "It seems that you have added a lot to your collection recently."

"Hee hee hee... Do you like it?" There was a strange tenderness and obsession in the puppeteer's voice: "You will become one of them too."

Ye Jia chuckled, looked up at the manipulator floating in the dark sky above his head: "What? Haven't you gotten used to losing?"

Although his tone was relaxed, his eyes were still sharp and vigilant.

——Even in the game, the puppeteer is not a particularly easy character to get along with, let alone the other party is ready to come now.

Sure enough, the moment his voice fell, those ghost puppets, under the control of the invisible thread, suddenly rushed towards the young man standing in the middle of the darkness.

The sharp light of the knife shone in the darkness, and the sickle slid across the ghost crowd without a trace, like some kind of living ribbon, fast and sharp.

At that moment, there was a sound of jingling silk threads breaking, and the ghost puppet whose puppet thread was cut lost its traction in an instant, and fell to the ground limply as if its bones had been pulled out.

Ye Jia was a little unresponsive.

Wait...that's it?

right?

Before he could figure it out the next second, the puppet strings on the ground started to squirm, and quickly drilled into the bodies of those ghost puppets one by one.

There was a sound of piercing flesh, as if something was threading a needle.

The twisted and weird limbs of countless ghost puppets are gathered in the same direction, as if pulled by some invisible force, those pale, gray, ugly, bloody, and deformed bodies are stitched together, gradually becoming It became a huge and terrifying monster.

Ye Jia had to raise his head to barely see the whole picture of the monster.

"Hee hee hee..." The puppeteer's voice came from high above and far away, with unconcealed pride and show off in his tone: "This is my latest masterpiece, isn't it very beautiful?"

Ye Jia: "..."

He stared at one side without saying a word, took a deep breath, and asked slowly: "Combine, transform into one?"

Puppeteer: "..."

His voice suddenly became sharp and sharp, almost exasperated: "I'll see if you can still become arrogant after a while!"

The thin fingers suspended in the air jerked up.

Immediately afterwards, the huge and ugly monster moved, and with every step it took, the entire ground trembled violently, the surrounding shelves fell to the ground one after another, and the entire space trembled accordingly.

Holding the sickle in his hand, Ye Jia cautiously stepped back slowly, keeping a certain distance from it.

Jokes aside, this monster is indeed much stronger than all the previous ghost puppets combined. What's worse, there is no obvious puppet line on its body now, but it is deeply hidden in the ugly pile. In the body, it also makes its weaknesses more difficult to detect.

Ye Jia tried a few tricks with it.

However, it was discovered that all the severed limbs would return to the monster in another twisted posture, completely unable to cause more damage to it.

——Since this is the case, then capture the thief first and capture the king first.

Ye Jia's thoughts turned like lightning, he stepped on the shelf beside him, his figure was flexible and light, he quickly dodged the giant blue and white hand that the monster grabbed at him, and jumped straight into the air!

The sickle in his hand cut a white and bright arc, but it sank into the dark swamp above his head.

It is sensation that does not touch reality at all.

However, the floating hand of the puppeteer is indeed close in front of his eyes.

Ye Jia was taken aback.

--How is this going?

Ji Xuan paused subconsciously.

Ahead, the young man stood at the junction of darkness and light, his back was thin and straight, and a pair of light-colored eyes reflected the monstrous waves of blood not far away.

He stretched out his hand towards Ji Xuan, his fingertips were pale and slender, blurred in the blank halo behind him, as if they would melt like the first snow.

"A Xuan..."

The young man's voice was calm and sad, with a strange sense of fragility.

The man narrowed his eyes slightly, his scarlet eyes were full of unpredictable emotions.

Almost at this moment, several puppet lines as tough as steel struck from behind him, at tricky angles, almost unavoidable!

The sea of ​​blood rose up silently, the puppet line sank into the scarlet waves, and disappeared without a sound.

Almost at the same time, a huge sickle appeared in the hands of the young man in front of him, a sharp and dangerous cold light flashed in the depths of his light-colored eyes, and he slashed at him with a fierce and resolute attitude, and the sound of the blade piercing through the air sounded , as if able to split time and space, it hit Ji Xuan in an instant.

Ji Xuan retreated quickly to avoid the blow, a strange look flashed in his eyes.

He knew from the very beginning that this was definitely not Ye Jia.

With Ye Jia's current attitude, he would already be kind-hearted if he didn't cut him with a knife, let alone call him Ah Xuan.

but……

Ji Xuan dodged the opponent's blow again, and brushed the blade past the young man's side. The moment he passed by, he lowered his head and sniffed the opponent's scent.

It was cold and cold, with a hint of blood.

Although the breath is thin, it is indeed the other party.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at Ye Jia who continued to attack him.

The young man's eyes were cold, and his posture seemed to have fought thousands of times. He was skillful and dexterous. His whole body was like a sharp knife drawn out of its sheath, shining with a dangerous cold light.

However, unexpectedly, suddenly, the young man stopped the blade, then jumped up suddenly, and jumped towards the dark sky above his head - he slashed in the air with a knife, and then fell down.

Ji Xuan was slightly taken aback.

How is this going?

the other side.

Ye Jia frowned.

The attack of the monster in front of him became more and more fierce, but he couldn't inflict any damage on it. It was like a huge quagmire, devouring every attack he had.

And even stranger...

While dodging, Ye Jia raised his eyes and cast a glance at the sky.

As long as it exists in the game, his weapons can penetrate it, but just now he clearly attacked the puppeteer's hand, but it seemed to penetrate the shadow and land directly on the void, so there are only two possibilities— — Either the puppeteer's hand is not there, or...he is not where he thought it was.

Under the attack of the huge phantom, Ye Jia pieced together his fragmented thoughts, and his brain was running rapidly.

He went through every moment since he entered this shop in his mind—it seemed that every step was flawless, and there was nothing wrong with it, except just now, at the moment when the puppeteer's voice fell, he and Ji Xuan left suddenly.

Why separate?

Logically speaking, it is to break down one by one...

Ye Jia was slightly taken aback.

He seemed to realize something and looked up into the sky.

The two hands above the head are suspended, and the slender fingertips are dancing dazzlingly in the air, as if they are dancing.

If it was to defeat them one by one, then why would the puppet master always stay by his side?No matter how you say it, Ji Xuan is still the ghost king of the direct line, Ye Jia doesn't think that Master Zong will despise his existence so much, he only deals with himself, and leaves Ji Xuan alone.

——Maybe...the two of them were not separated.

Ji Xuan dodged.

The waves of blood around him rose up into the air wave after wave, blocking the attack of the young man in front of him.

He stepped back cautiously, distanced himself from the other party, and wondered about the identity of the young man in front of him.

Doll?

not like...

If a puppeteer wants to make a puppet, he must put the other party's soul into the container he created, so that he can manipulate it anytime and anywhere - the whole process is as delicate as surgery, and the moment when the other party's willpower is weakest must be selected Therefore, the stronger the mind, the longer it takes to make a doll.

Ji Xuan didn't think that in such a short period of time, the puppet master could subdue Ye Jia and complete the operation.

However, he could really feel Ye Jia's aura from the other party's body. Although it was weak, he couldn't fake it.

It seems that this is only related to the gift from the mother.

Ji Xuan narrowed his eyes.

The blood wave around him moved with his mind, condensed into a sword tip, broke through the air, and rushed straight towards the young man.

Straight to the heart.

The young man flipped the sickle and cut off the blood blade with a ding.

Ye Jia frowned, watching the huge monster in front of him turn his attack, the thick and white limbs transformed into a sharp knife light, and began to attack his heart, the move was fatal, almost making it impossible for him to find a space to think about the current situation. In such a situation, he could only use his own fighting habits to resist and counterattack again and again, but he still couldn't cause any damage to it.

Overhead, the puppeteer laughed silently in the darkness——

He has never been so happy.

Not only the ace who had escaped from his hands several times, but also the so-called ghost king, were all under his control. How wonderful, how exhilarating, and how pleasant this feeling is!

How well my mother knew the two people in front of me—they were also used to fighting and killing.

As long as he uses a little trick, he doesn't even need to do anything to make them puppets on his stage.

Hee hee hee.

Ji Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

The moment he saw the opponent bounce his attack away, he confirmed one thing.

——The opponent can respond to his own attack.

Then, if his guess is correct, Ye Jia is fighting on the other side, then there will be an enemy who is also attacking on the opposite side.

The sudden jump of the young man in front of him just now shows that the puppet master cannot directly control Ye Jia.

Therefore, he can only control that enemy.

And in order to ensure that Ye Jia's every attack falls on the ground, the puppeteer must ensure that the enemy and his position correspond to each other at all times, while attacking Ye Jia.Therefore, the enemy must be big enough to avoid mis-sensing Ji Xuan's position.

very smart.

But how to break the situation?

Because no matter whether Ji Xuan attacks or not, the enemy on the opposite side will not stop attacking.

So Ye Jia couldn't stop in order to protect himself.

Ji Xuan raised the corners of his lips silently, and glanced at the void with a half-smile.

In the next second, a wave of blood surged up from his body, and it swelled to a terrifying level in an instant. He rushed straight towards the young man, and the waves of blood around him formed a sharp cone. The rising scarlet ocean covered the sky and the sun, and could almost instantly engulf the youth in front of him.

The puppeteer became excited.

Finally, is the ghost king serious?

Is he finally over the temptation, determined to end the battle with one blow?

He stared at the two overlapping spaces in front of him, and his whole body trembled with excitement.

In order to ensure that both of them could be in battle at the same time, he only copied Ye Jia's double, while Ji Xuan's double was different.

Only the thread that symbolizes the position is connected to Ji Xuan's body, and how to launch the attack is manually controlled by the puppeteer.

This will prevent them from stopping the fight at the same time, thus discovering flaws.

However, because both of them are too powerful, even with the help of their mother, the puppet master cannot guarantee to maintain the control of two lines at the same time. Therefore, this manual attack state can only be maintained for a short period of time. When the individual is finally fully committed to the fight, he can finally stop maintaining that line and let his stages and puppets run on their own.

But now, Ji Xuan finally stopped dodging and began to attack.

——He can finally achieve his own and his mother's true purpose.

Only in this way can the final fatal blow be completely dominated by Ji Xuan himself—only in this way can the arrogance and pride of the ghost in front of him be destroyed, and at the same time, the human being whom he covets for a long time can be put in a real state of being. state of weakness.

Therefore, Master Zong connected another line to Ji Xuan.

He smiled in the dark, happily waiting for the real fight to come.

Ye Jia stared coldly at the giant puppet in front of him.

For some unknown reason, it seemed to suddenly change its fighting style. Countless broken limbs floated in the air, condensing into sharp cones. Every joint in its body made ear-piercing rubbing and roaring sounds, and then charged straight at him. .

However, Ye Jia had already had doubts about the current situation.

So, he wasn't going to head-on, but retreated deftly.

Wrapped in waves of blood all over his body, a smile flashed across Ji Xuan's lips, and a touch of irrational paranoia and madness flashed in the depths of his scarlet eyes. At the moment when he was about to approach, he suddenly stopped all attacks , and then used his own neck to hit the opponent's sharp blade——

Ye Jia was startled.

I saw that the limbs around the ghost puppet in front of him no longer showed an attacking state, but rushed towards Ye Jia's blade with the weakest point.

——This gesture is too familiar.

almost reminded him of...

In my mind, a ray of inspiration suddenly appeared.

At that moment, everything seemed to be clear and clear, without any explanation at all.

Ye Jia's pupils constricted suddenly, he almost had no time to think, and acted on instinct.

The sharp blade in his hand turned upside down suddenly, and chopped towards the top of his head——

"Jingle--"

The sound of the puppet string breaking was particularly ear-piercing in the dark and dead space.

"No!" The puppeteer's scream sounded above his head, almost making the whole world tremble with it.

A few wisps of shimmering puppet strings floated down from overhead.

Different from other puppet threads, these are thinner and softer, showing a blood-red glow against the dark background.

The bloody waves subsided slowly, and the borders of white and black began to blend with each other, gradually revealing the appearance of the previous doll shop.

The young man on the opposite side had disappeared, and Ji Xuan stood alone in the blank space with his palms open.

The thread broke, and a small puppet fell from the air, landing right in his palm.

Light-colored hair, light-colored eyes, two small arms holding a sickle that is very different from its size, and a sad expression on the small face.

so cute……

Ji Xuan pinched the doll in his palm, then touched the sickle it held, the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

When he was indulging in playing with the little Ye Jia in his hand, the voice of the real Ye Jia came from behind: "Hello..."

Ji Xuan quickly put the doll into his pocket, then turned his head and looked behind him: "Hmm...?"

As soon as he turned around, the young man behind punched him hard in the face with murderous intent.

Ji Xuan: "?"

Could it be that he was seen playing with a doll just now?

However, before he could react, Ye Jia sneered: "Bump, do you like bumping?"

He held Ji Xuan's shoulders, raised his knees, and hit his stomach hard.

Ji Xuan: "Cough cough cough!"

Ye Jia looked coldly at the man bending over and coughing in front of him, and said, "Are you a fucking idiot?"

A sickle appeared in his palm again, the blade was facing Ji Xuan directly, and a dazzling cold light shone among the dark and narrow shelves: "Are you addicted? Come, try again?"

Ji Xuan lowered his head and raised the corners of his lips uncontrollably.

However, when he raised his head, his previous innocence had returned to his face: "I believe you must have noticed that something is wrong. In fact, you only need one last reminder to..."

Ye Jia narrowed his eyes dangerously: "Hint?"

In fact, when seeing the scene in front of him gradually disappear, the darkness slowly mixed with a phantom white, and the appearance of the doll shop reappeared, Ye Jia realized what tricks the puppet master was playing.

He and Ji Xuan were not separated from the beginning, but were trapped in two nearly overlapping spaces.

That's why the puppet master can manipulate Ji Xuan and his two spaces at the same time.

And the mother's gift should be the blood-red puppet line.

It can create a substitute without affecting the sanity of the implanted person. The substitute can copy the opponent's position and attack moves. This gift and the overlapping ghost space complement each other, help each other, and cooperate with each other almost seamlessly.

However, at the very beginning, the puppeteer should also retain a certain amount of control, so that he can keep the battle situation under control and guide everything to develop in the direction he expects.

Therefore, Ji Xuan's behavior is even more stupid.

As the ghost king, Ye Jia didn't believe that he couldn't find any other way to remind himself, but he took the most extremely dangerous path, which was simply...

"Neuropathy……"

Ye Jia dropped three words coldly, took back the sickle in his hand, then turned around and walked towards the depths of the shelf.

The puppeteer hasn't been caught yet, he doesn't want to waste time here with the other party.

The corners of Ji Xuan's lips raised uncontrollably again, and he followed quickly: "Brother..."

"If you call me brother again, I'll cut off your tongue."

The young man in front said without looking back.

Ji Xuan: "..."

It seems that this time I went a little too far.

After the ghosts disappeared, the shop became what it was in reality again.

But the huge ghost puppet did not disappear with the disappearance of the ghost creature. Its body stood unsteadily in the depths of the store, opening a big hole in the roof, and was still attacking unconsciously. The Yin Qi is almost condensed into a solid body, completely covering the entire sky.

Behind the puppet.

"Why... why why!" The puppeteer panicked, but he found that he couldn't create ghosts at all now.

I don't know when the Yin Qi in the body has been exhausted.

Now I can't even run away.

There was only a stabbing sound, and the light of the sickle tore the huge ghost puppet in half, and countless mutilated and broken limbs fell down, revealing the puppet master hidden behind the limbs.

The moment he saw the other party, Ye Jia couldn't help but startled: "Master Zong?"

Yin Qi disappeared, and even the phantoms disappeared.

A little carrot head stood behind the puppet, looking at them viciously, his voice lost its previous hoarseness and maturity, but the childish voice was equally gloomy and cruel: "How dare you look directly at me! I will kill you! "

Ye Jia: "..."

Speaking of which, he had never seen the true appearance of the puppeteer before.

Every time the other party was an image with two huge needle-like palms exposed, he really didn't expect that all of this was an illusion.

No wonder I like the combination of dolls.

However, even though he saw his real appearance, Ye Jia still couldn't feel sympathy for the ghost in front of him.

He clearly knows the difference between a ghost and a human. The child in front of him seems to be only about seven or eight years old, but he may have lived for more than seven or eight hundred years. In addition, he has fought with the other party more than once, and he is very clear about this ghost. What a vicious and terrifying existence - it's best to kill him.

The shadow of the knife in his hand emerged.

Ye Jia stared coldly at the puppet master in front of him, curled his lips silently, and a cruel cold light flashed in the depths of his light-colored eyes: "I really want to know what your smell is."

The scythe cut through the air and cut down—

The puppet master was not afraid, but let out a vicious laugh: "Hahaha! You can kill me or torture me, but you can't stop mother from sending more ghosts..."

Ye Jia was slightly taken aback.

He stopped: "You're right..."

Puppeteer: "..."

Ye Jia took back the sickle: "I should torture you a bit."

He pointed at Master Zong, turned his head and said to Ji Xuan: "I leave it to you, remember to torture mother's next plan from him."

Puppeteer: "..."

At this moment, an elusive wave came from afar.

Ji Xuan: "Your investigation bureau is here."

Sure enough, the moment his voice fell, a girl's charming voice came from not far away: "Hello? Is anyone inside?"

"If you don't, I'll come in!"

Immediately afterwards, the buzzing electric saw sounded, and the door panel was split in half instantly.

Ye Jia: "..."

Oops……

Because he came out with Ji Xuan this time, so... he forgot to put on his hood.

It's too late to pull the ghosts away now.

After all, it's okay to hide that level of fluctuation from the people in the administration, but it's a bit difficult to hide the high-ranking players.

Ji Xuan raised his hand, gently pressed Ye Jia's waist, pulled his instantly stiff body into his arms, and held Ye Jia directly in front of his cold chest.

He lowered his head, moved his thin lips to Ye Jia's ear, and there was a hint of a hoarse smile in his low voice: "Brother, it's okay, I'm here."