[Comprehensive Manga] The good year of making copies

"Meet you again, Celegorm." The leader, who combed his hair back and looked much more mature, said. He pursed his lips and half-closed his eyes to look at the calm elf not far in front of him.

Xia Chuan looked at the corpse lying on the ground, then looked around at the brigade members who quickly surrounded him, paused, and pointed to the corpse: "This is not your regiment member."

Kuroro raised his eyebrows and smiled: "If I were a member of the regiment, I would be embarrassed."

Xia Chuan looked at the surging green around Kuroro, leaped past the oncoming fireballs and mind bombs, fell into the bushes, and replaced the weapon in his hand with a purple dagger.

The fireballs and psychic bombs he flashed fell on the others who were frozen - those brought by the brigade - and they burned to death screaming or fell stiff.

Xia Chuan pursed his lips. He didn't forget those portable large-scale destruction weapons, but those recoil force was a bit strong, and he would fall into a short-term dizziness after using it once.Being distracted even for a second in front of the ten members of the Phantom Brigade would be dangerous, Xia Chuan didn't want to try.

He was ready to run.

The elf took out the escape scroll and decisively poked the confirmation button that appeared in front of him.

[Player Xiachuan Chaolu has been locked by NPC and cannot escape. 】

Xia Chuan: "..."

Get stuck... just get used to it.

The elf retracted the scroll with a sullen face, and buckled the amplifier on himself.With a soft snort, the capture skill began to read.

A few white dots on the map—the boys he brought had already run back the moment they realized something was wrong.

Very wise, Xia Chuan was very satisfied.

The ones caught by the capture skill were the knight and Paconoda.

Xia Chuan sighed in his heart, probably because these two people were not the main force, so their positions were not coquettish enough.

Calculating the distance, the elf threw down a Shadow Explosion at the moment the enemy was pulled into the attack range. Before he had time to pay attention to the damage output, he quickly retreated and rushed to Gachuanlin in an attempt to break through the encirclement of the brigade.

1VS10, he is not that strong yet.

Compared with PK and escape, it is clear that the latter has a much higher chance of survival.

Kuroro looked at the two members of the regiment who were surrounded by a cloud of black light and exploded into a spray of blood, his brows were slightly furrowed, and the speed of the thief's ultimate intention in front of him was even faster.

In front of him, Feitan with short dark blue hair and a black cloak seemed to be angered by the elf who made no secret of his intention to escape, and RinsingSun had already begun to charge up.

——This is not a good sign.Kuroro knew that after an outbreak, his team members would be exhausted, which would be bad for subsequent actions and stopping that cunning elf.

Wo Jin and Nobunaga, who couldn't bear to wait for their prey, also rushed forward, Kuroro sensitively caught the elf and was a little overwhelmed.

But still no flaws.

The flipping of the pages finally stopped, Kuroro looked at the abilities on the pages, and looked at the female members waiting on the side.

Maggie nodded and raised her hand in a gesture.

Xia Chuan was dealing with the three well-coordinated brigade members, and Feitan had already poked several blood holes in his body, but because he dodged in time, he was not fatal.

The cooldown time of Shadow Explosion has not yet expired, and the three-stage stab is a single-target attack skill-at this time, it seems that the elf assassin who can only have the combo skills and awakening skills that can make him rampantly kill at level [-] seems to be stretched.

Fortunately, the assassin's high dodge and talent instinct allowed him to escape many kills.

But the blood bars are already falling down.

With a sound of "ding", Xia Chuan's eyes froze, and he used the cooled Shadow Explosion once again. At the moment when the effect of Shadow Explosion's entanglement was manifested, he dragged his body that was about to fall into a weak state and quickly retreated.

It wasn't until everyone in the Phantom Troupe could no longer be seen in sight that he poured himself a bottle of red and a bottle of blue.

However, it is clearly too early to relax.

The leader of the Phantom Brigade suddenly appeared not far behind him - and his beautiful female member who was not injured was beside him.

Xia Chuan didn't think they came out to have an affair or something. Judging from the fact that the hatred value had risen from 100% to 115%, the other party obviously wanted to kill him directly.

The spider leader showed a healing smile to the elf, causing the elf to feel a chill from the inside out, spreading to all limbs.

The figure who was about to retreat suddenly froze in mid-air, Xia Chuan stared at Kuroro with wide eyes, and the other party's fair face outside Meteor Street had a smile that made him hairy.

Maggie shook her finger, and swiped out the hidden thought line, pushing towards Xia Chuan's neck exposed to the sun.

Xia Chuan could vaguely see something - he instinctively controlled the plants to separate his body from the unknown things rushing over.

However, the plants can't push away the ability to read, but at least, his head is still on the neck.

The familiar sound of muscles snapping and bones cracking—only when it happened to him it was all the worse.

Xia Chuan's right shoulder felt cold, and his blood bar dropped by more than two-thirds in an instant, and he fell into a state of blood loss at the same time.He quickly pulled back his severed arm.

Kuroro looked at the elf whose lips were a little blue but still expressionless, his eyes darkened.

Xia Chuan seemed to realize something, and suddenly showed a tiny smile to Kuroro, his pale face was splattered with blood, and the flame in his left eye was dancing.

The moment the elf regained control of his body, he used the cooled invisibility state. A large number of plants emerged from the soil, and the raised clods and dust blurred the sight of Kuroro and Maggie.

Xia Chuan ruthlessly poured several large bottles of blood tonic, and found out that there was not much blood tonic left in the bag.

— and the last eight bottles.

The elf walked through the forest relying on the entanglement of vines, while struggling to pull out the bandages to bind the shoulders and arms together—at least to ensure that it would not fall off casually.

Kuroro and Maggie waited in place for the arrival of some wounded regiment members from the rear.

The leader dodged the swinging vines and the rocks thrown by the vines, looking at the place where the elf disappeared and thought deeply.

The opponent's ability is not Nian, his ability [Binding] can limit a person's ability to move and Nian, and the time is three seconds.

Three seconds was enough for Xia Chuan to die several times.

But his habitual thinking made him ignore that what the other party was using was not the ability of mind.

No, it should be said that I realized it, but I was always blinded by my thinking and subconsciously ignored this fact.

The leader of the spider was silent for a while, tilted his head and gave an order to the wounded who had undergone some simple treatment: "Catch up."

Feitan, who was furious, rushed out first - passed through the wall of vines, earth and rocks, and followed the traces of blood spilled to catch up.

Followed closely behind his kind.

A clear and long whistle sounded from a distance.

Immediately thereafter came the howling of animals one after another in the forest, as if responding to the whistle.

Howling wolves, howling tigers, howling bears...

Kuroro's heart sank, and the spiders also became alert - because the ground began to tremble, and the howling of the beasts was getting closer and closer to them.

The darling of nature.

Kuroro looked at the large fallen trees and the herd of beasts rushing to a forest, and finally understood the meaning of this "beloved".

……

After finishing the whistle, the elf suddenly froze for a moment, his chest heaving, and the panting sound was as violent as a bellows in operation.

The few mind-power users of Kuluta who were left behind listened to the movement in the forest, and their reverent eyes fell on Xia Chuan.

The elf's thin lips moved a few times, his expression tired and weak: "I want to rest..."

Before he finished speaking, Xia Chuan fell into darkness.

The talent skill Xiaoshanlin awakened by the elves at level 40 will not be so difficult to use until around level 50-the consequences of using it reluctantly at level 40 are obvious.

The MP was emptied, the HP was cut by 90%, and the fatigue and hunger values ​​were hovering on the dangerous line.

This is still under the premise of using the amplifier.

Fortunately, the result was very good, Xia Chuan was very pleased with this.

The effect of Xiaoshan Forest is very powerful, and the range of action is ten kilometers. Beast NPCs within this range, no matter whether they are white or red, will be affected by the chaos effect. Follow the order of the initiator of Xiaoshan Forest. It's three 10 minutes.

Level 50 elves also have to be comatose for five hours in exchange for using Xiaoshan Forest.

Level 40 is barely used, Xia Chuan doesn't know how long he needs to be in a coma.

The telekinetics of Kuruta carried the extremely light elves into the cave where they were hiding, and covered the entrance of the cave in a panic.

Half of the [-] or so people with the ability to read were distributed in the surrounding forest to guard, and when necessary, they would sacrifice themselves to lead the enemy to other places.

Kurapika, who was huddled in a corner to help take care of the neighbor's aunt's children under one year old, saw the elf being carried in, handed the baby in her arms to the woman beside her, and staggered to kneel down Beside the elf who was placed on the haystack.

"What happened?" Kurapika looked nervously at the man who brought the elf in.

Why did the envoy who represented the god Kuruta fall into a coma.

"The envoy is probably exhausted—he mobilized all the beasts in this forest." The man's voice was low, as if he was afraid of disturbing the unconscious elf.

Kurapika pursed his lips and watched the man leave, his eyes fell on the shoulders where the inner bandages were exposed.

It was really hurt.

Kurapika's eyes widened in disbelief, but when Priest Faru came over, he stretched out his hand and pulled some torn cloth strips on the elf's shoulders, covering the bandages inside.

He didn't know why he did this, maybe he didn't want to see Grandpa Faro disappointed or even desperate.

—God is invincible.

The patron saint of Kuruta cannot be injured and cannot fail.

Kurapika responded vaguely to the old priest, his mind was in chaos.

Faro looked at the boy who looked at the elf with a pale face for a while, and understood his expression as being too worried.

The old man sighed, patted Kurapika's drooping golden head, said a few words of comfort, and left on crutches.

The people of Kuruta in the cave didn't have too much worry and fear. In their eyes, as long as the elves were still alive, the gods would protect them.

Even the people who are on guard outside also believe this.

God has not abandoned them, they are still God's darlings.

They will have a new home, a new land, a new life.

The little blond boy covered his mouth to keep his whimpers from leaking out, his shoulders trembling.

—God has forsaken them.

……

The main force to solve the herd is not the Phantom Brigade itself.

Even after holding on for half an hour, the group of wild beasts retreated in a panic, but 5 minutes after the group of beasts attacked, more than forty not weak telekinetics rushed up.

The herd of beasts is nothing to the fifty or so people with the ability to read—in fact, it is not difficult for the brigade with some damage to persist for half an hour under the impact of the herd of beasts.

But some embarrassed brigades still accepted each other's love.

After the herd dispersed, Kuroro smiled and stretched out his hand to the leader of the group of telepaths.

"I'm meeting for the first time. I'm the head of the Phantom Troupe, Kurolo Rushiru."

The other party glanced at the group of teenagers and nodded in greeting.

Prior to this, after the Phantom Brigade broke through the blockade of the Council of Elders and escaped the monitoring, they declined the offer of ten old men.Instead, he directly contacted the ten old man through the upper level of the Hunter Association.

Assistance was requested, and a series of agreements made - with Kuruta's red eye as a weight.

This is the help given to them by ten old men.

"The crime will be pushed on your heads." One of the ten old men said to the young spider leader.

Kuroro didn't mind them doing this, and even wished that they didn't have to escape now, and they hoped that they could become notorious.

It is the best thing to stop a child from crying at night.Kuroro thought, agreed to the ten old man's many requests for profit sharing, and established a channel for selling stolen goods behind the brigade through the ten old man.

Ten old men have always been open to money and talents.You can't recruit security, and you don't want to be an enemy.

The achievements of this group of teenagers who ran out of Meteor Street are boundless, but they will only develop in the dark world-they must not see the light.

The ten old man is the ruler of the dark world.

Even if you can't control it, you can use some means to make these teenagers do something for them.

They are not sure about the relationship between the Phantom Brigade and the upper echelons of the Hunter Association, and they don't want to make unwise decisions before they can be sure.

"Let's go then." Kuroro smiled, like a shy boy next door, not a murderer with bloody hands.

The Phantom Brigade led the way, followed closely by a group of tails.

……

It was probably night, and the surroundings were dark and quiet.

Xia Chuan opened his eyes, and the two green lights were a bit mysterious in the dark cave.

He closed his eyes and came back to his senses, his ears trembling slightly in the cold night air sensitively received the slight sobbing.

The elf tried to move his right hand, sat up after confirming that he could control it, and waved it.

"Crack."

Xia Chuan: "..."

The bones are still a little fragile, at least...the flesh is connected...well...

Apparently, Xia Chuan was not the only one who heard the sound of bone dislocation, but also Kurapika who seemed to be crying with his back turned to him.

"God..." Kurapika yelled a word, but he couldn't keep yelling when he faced the other party's green eyes.

Xia Chuan tilted his head, patted Kurapika's head reassuringly, and sat and ate fruit silently to restore his hunger.

Then he choked up the moment he opened the map, turned his head and coughed heart-piercingly.

Dense red dots were approaching them—the elf's sensitive hearing seemed to have caught the subtle crackling sound of the meadow being trampled on.

The nearby white spots disappeared one by one, all of which happened silently.

Xia Chuan tightly grabbed Kurapika's hand, and when the first white dot disappeared, the system had announced the failure of the Kuruta migration branch.

Then he has no need to do anything for this nation.

"god……"

"Hush." ​​Xia Chuan dragged Kurapika out of the cave, covered his mouth, and quickly shuttled through the forest.

He needs to get out of that place as soon as possible.

Within 3 minutes after they left, a dazzling flame rose from that direction, illuminating most of the sky.

Xia Chuan and Kurapika stopped breathing at the same time.

The former was shocked because he underestimated the Phantom Troupe before, and the latter was desperate because his clan might just die out.

Kurapika let out a short whimper, opened his bloodshot eyes, but couldn't shed tears no matter what.

——Perhaps when he realized that the gods did not favor Kuruta, he had already shed tears during the day.

"You're still alive." Xia Chuan hesitated, but didn't cover Kurapika's eyes. "Kuruta is not dead, you are still alive."

The boy didn't seem to listen to his words, he stared at the burning sea of ​​fire with his eyes wide open, the muscles on his face twitched, looking horrifying.

Xia Chuan pulled up Kurapika's collar, picked up Kurapika who seemed to be nailed to the ground and couldn't move it no matter how hard he dragged it, and continued towards the basin.

When he got to that place, he could clear the level and leave the instance.

At that time, he didn't bother to care whether Kurapika was dead or alive.

It is not difficult for him to complete one by one branch line, just take someone along with him.

Without the harassment of wild animals and all kinds of affairs, Xia Chuan can reach the basin in a very short time even if he walks through the forest quickly.

There is already a red dot chasing after him, and the speed is faster than him.

Hugging someone still has an impact on him after all.

But the basin is not far away.

"Kurapica." Xia Chuan said suddenly, seeing that the target basin was already ahead, and lowered his voice: "Remember, your enemy is the Phantom Troupe—they slaughtered your nation."

"The twelve-legged spiders—the Phantom Troupe. They are heinous and murderous."

"You will avenge your people, Kurapika."

"Kuruta's hope and hatred are on you, don't forget the people who love you, and the Priest Faru who raised you."

Xia Chuan spared no effort to bring hatred to the Phantom Brigade, and at the same time received a notification sound from the system congratulating the completion of this dungeon.

He placed Kurapika in a very secluded place, seeing the boy's dull expression, he suddenly smiled.

"do not forget."

Killing the Phantom Brigade = dish = convex!

Xia Chuan looked at the approaching red dot, and did not have time to move away from this place.

A samurai sword stabbed him in the chest, and he dodged nimbly—but was pierced through the abdomen.

Xia Chuan once again felt how wise his decision to suppress the pain was.

The person who came was one of the spiders.

The scruffy man with the katana sword.

Xia Chuan couldn't remember his name.

The abdominal puncture was not a fatal injury - for Xia Chuan, who was well equipped at level 40, it was not enough to constitute a fatal attack, but the health bar was indeed mostly empty.

Xia Chuan looked at the excited man in front of him, the corners of his eyes twitched, he gritted his teeth and left the copy.

……

"Hmm... I have guests, baby~★"

Xia Chuan poured a bottle of blood tonic while clutching his abdominal wound, and stared blankly at the passionate scene in front of him.

How can he describe the mood of this poor man who wants to vent but is forced to feel cold?

The elf, who was clutching his bloody abdomen but felt egg pain, just wanted to say: Mr. System, don't make trouble.