My vest is the biggest BOSS in infinite copies

The young man with black hair and emerald eyes who claimed to be a prophet unexpectedly had a baby face that looked too young.When communicating with people, he smiled before he even spoke much, and two small dimples could even be squeezed out on his cheeks, which made him look like an immature child.

But, of course.

Whether it's Li Chuan or Shang Rong, no one will treat him leniently for such a reason.Everyone has a serious look.

Pan, who didn't get the response he wanted from them, seemed a little dissatisfied.He puffed up his cheeks and expressed his dissatisfaction with Li Chuan Shangrong.

"Hey, don't you two have nothing to say to me?"

Pan looked like he was on the verge of jumping to ask.

"...what performance do you need?"

Li Chuan asked strangely.

"I'm a prophet! A prophet!" Pan's eyes widened, and he pointed to his nose with a hand, which seemed to be a bit unbelievable. "Shouldn't you have a little respect for or expect the prophet? !"

"But we don't need prophets." Shang Rong smiled and posted up from behind Li Chuan, with a smile on his face, but the emotion in his eyes was cold and without ups and downs, "So, please explain your reason for coming ,if not……"

He didn't continue his words, but there was a faint blue flame quietly appearing beside him, which was a silent threat.

And Pan obviously did appreciate the meaning of the threat.

The expression on his face became sad: "I didn't mean anything malicious!"

However, it seemed that none of those two people took his words seriously, at least their vigilance did not relax in the slightest.

Like to be able to show his friendliness—or to be able to show that he is "useful", Pan is impatient to do something, at least to prove his worth to Shang Rong and Li Chuan.

He scratched his hair, and the expression on his face was much more serious than before, as if he had made a decision.

I saw this young man who claimed to be a "prophet" raised his hand, and there was a flickering brilliance flickering under his hand, which soon became an illusory chess game.The blue-purple lights intersected and became intricate, forming a chessboard with distinct black and white chess pieces.

With a solemn expression, Pan stretched out his hand and grabbed the pieces on the chessboard.It's just that there was still a short distance away from those chess pieces, but his movements were blocked.

It was as if there was an invisible barrier, or some kind of irresistible force hindering him, making it impossible for him to reach out his hand.

Beads of sweat began to emerge on Pan's forehead, and it seemed that he had put in a lot of effort.

His efforts have undoubtedly paid off.

That invisible blockade was broken after all, Pan picked up the chess pieces, laid out a mysterious chess game on the board that no one could understand, and quickly changed formations.

His speed was getting faster and faster, and in the end, he could only see the afterimage left by his hand movements and the ever-changing chess game.

It is even difficult for you to make a judgment whether these changes were manipulated by Pan, or there is some hidden power that borrowed the young man's hand to present them.

Finally, at a certain moment, he stopped his movements and settled the last black chess piece held between his fingers.

The drop was crisp and made a "pop" sound.

Pan raised his head and found that his pupils had undergone a huge change compared to before... His eyes seemed to contain a star.

Pan "looked" at Shang Rong and Li Chuan with this pair of star-filled eyes, but the focus of his gaze didn't seem to be on them, but somewhere farther away.

"The disturbed star trail, the messed up fate, and the changed future."

The chessboard composed of light and shadow suddenly closed, and the chess pieces were scattered in disorder.And those light beams all gathered together, passing straight through the woods, city walls, walls... pointing to an extremely distant place.

The star went out from Pan's eyes, and his eyes were in a trance for a moment, as if he gradually came back to his senses, the shadows of Li Chuan and Shang Rong were gradually reflected in his eyes.

He then put on a smile on his face, the sense of solemnity and solemnity just now all faded like a tide at this moment, as if it had never existed before.

Pan waved at Li Chuan and Shang Rong, with a little pride in his expression: "Are you looking for someone?"

"Please~ I can tell you if I'm happy, where is the person you want to find?"

He looked smug, but his demeanor was not annoying.

Li Chuan's eyes moved slightly, Shang Rong saw the situation, heard the string song and knew the elegance, and walked towards Pan.Under the influence of the dragon bloodline, his figure is tall and strong, which can bring a strong sense of oppression to people. When standing with Pan, he looks even more slender, weak, pitiful and helpless.

"You know who we're looking for?"

His tone was actually kind, and there was nothing threatening inside or outside the words, but when Pan heard it, he just felt his brows twitch, and the feeling of danger lingered all over his body, telling him to be careful. After careful consideration, answer Shang Rong's question.

"No...Of course I don't know." As soon as the words came out, Pan found that his voice was filled with flattery that even shocked him, "But didn't I say that I was a prophet!"

"Although I can't see it clearly, it's just a little vague metaphor, which is still within the scope of what I can observe." When it comes to his own field, Pan seems a little complacent, even It's because there is a little joy on the face, "This is my strength!"

"So how do you feel? Take me with you? I can show you the way?"

The previous flinching seemed to be only for a moment. At least now, Pan didn't know what kind of consideration it was, and he seemed to be eager to partner with them.

Like this, I took the initiative to send it to my door, no matter how I looked at it, I would think that the other party had ulterior motives.

However, Shang Rong and Li Chuan looked at each other, but accepted it happily and fearlessly.

"Then I'll leave it to you to show the way." Shang Rong had a smile on his face, but the smile didn't go deep into his eyes, but just hung on the surface, "You will lead us to the person we are looking for ,Right?"

Pan unconsciously took a step back, looking as if he wanted to run away; but he seemed to have thought of something, and he finally calmed down and complied with Shang Rong's words.

"Of course! That's why I exist as a [prophet]!"

Pan asked, "Who are you looking for?"

Then he saw Li Chuan took out a dagger and handed it to Shang Rong, and after the latter took it, he slashed his palm as if nothing had happened, and the bright red blood with a little gilt effect flowed out.

Shang Rong stretched his hand forward and handed it to Pan.

"Just find-"

"In this world, the one who has the closest relationship with me."