Honkai, I'm not a Ditto

Sikong is dead.

Sikong is alive again.

The granulation at the wound squirmed, and the upper and lower body were entangled again. The original thick body became slender, and Sikong gradually became the appearance of guarding the dead.

Except that he was naked and had no weapons in his hands, Sikong was almost identical to the dead guard in front of him.

This form is called No. [-] Guardian Death Warrior.

Sikong's changes among the corpses immediately attracted the attention of the dead guards.

There was a flash of surprise in her golden pupils. If the feeling of guarding the dead is correct, the low-level kind that she killed just now is turning into a dead guard just like her.

Incredible, this is really incredible!

The dead guard watched Sikong cross gender, she did not launch an attack on Sikong, as long as Sikong did not take the initiative to attack her, she would not make a move.

The same senior dead.

The dead guards will show a higher level of tolerance towards Sikong, they are the same kind in the true sense, and ordinary dead soldiers are just inferior products.

It can be said that even if the current Sikong gets up and rushes into the elevator, she will not attack.

Unless Sikong didn't talk about Wude and attacked her first.

Will Sikong do this?

Of course it will.

Ten seconds later...

After recovering from his injuries, Sikong stood up, and the cold wind blew past, making his naked body slightly chilly.

Even if there is a circle of dead soldiers around.

It still made Sikong feel a little uncomfortable.

This discomfort is more psychological, after all, he just crossed the gender.

Because the dead guards are showing no hostility now.

So Sikong was not in a hurry to attack, but started to get acquainted with this new body. After he got acquainted with this body, he could start his revenge plan.

"Honkai energy... use the Honkai energy..."

After Sikong became the No. [-] guard, he immediately had a lot of new things in his mind. For him, how to use the Honkai energy has become a matter of chance.

With a swipe of Xianxian's hand on the body surface, the Honkai energy will flow across the body surface, bursting out in different colors, exuding a reassuring atmosphere.

I saw a black and gold uniform appearing on Sikong.

"This is the Honkai energy... the power that the number zero dead man can't grasp at all, in the hands of the zero guard dead man, it's like a well-behaved little sheep, unfortunately...why only Being able to wear this suit always feels like a skill that cannot be changed, it is bestowed by Honkai..."

Sikong thought for a while in his heart, then stretched out his hand and drew out a huge black and golden sickle.

Holding the black-gold sickle on his shoulders like a bravado.

Sikong turned his head and roared at the ordinary dead soldiers, who backed away in fright.

in a broken system.

High-level life forms do have suppressive power over low-level life forms.

The highest-level Herrscher is the Queen of the Houkai Beast, who can order the Houkai Beast and Death Warriors of her subordinates at will...

certainly......

I want ordinary dead soldiers to receive orders.

This is probably a bit difficult.

Only Honkai beasts and high-level dead men can receive Herrscher's orders and obey them unconditionally. Although their IQs are not high, they still have some points, and the IQ of high-level dead men is generally much stronger than that of Honkai beasts.

IQ of the same level.

High-level dead soldiers are stronger, but compared to combat power, Honkai Beasts are still stronger.

Then, Sikong carried the black and gold sickle and walked towards the elevator.

One step, two steps...

The dead guard stared at Sikong, but did not launch an attack. Her eyes were a little cold, and there seemed to be a hint of curiosity in them.

Chapter 7 Do you dare?

Sikong's little feet stepped on the stumped limb, and his blood stained his black cloth shoes. Although they were just cloth shoes, they were made of Houkai energy. It was difficult for swords to hurt them at all, and their defensive power should not be underestimated.

After entering the elevator, Sikong wanted to sneak around behind the dead guard and killed him with one move.

Unexpectedly, the dead guard kept staring at him.

No matter how Sikong turns around.

The dead guards faced him all the time.

"You look at me like that, it's hard for me to do it..."

Sikong Kang couldn't swing the sickle on his shoulder for a long time.

The reason for this is simple.

The dead guard kept staring at Sikong. He was worried that he would kill him before he swung his knife, but she would kill him first. Even though the possibility was not high, Sikong still chose to act cautiously.

after all......

Death was too painful, and he didn't want to experience a meaningless death.

This reason made Sikong temporarily unable to attack.

"I can't believe you're still staring at me."

Sikong sneered in his heart, then he stepped on a pile of corpses, and began to circle around the dead guards quickly, like a planet circling a star.

Idling.

The dead guards also turn.

The scene was a bit ghostly for a while.

The stumped limbs and broken arms on the ground were a bit blocking the way, and he didn't spin fast at first until he became familiar with the terrain.

"One lap, two laps, three laps, four laps..."

Sikong counted in his heart. After he counted nearly a hundred times, his head was a little dizzy. The dead guard who had been circling in circles felt even more uncomfortable, holding his head with one hand and shaking.

"Dizzy, dizzy! She finally fainted!"

Sikong was ecstatic. Regardless of the dizziness in his head, he swung the black-gold sickle and slashed at the neck of the guarding dead man. At this time, he was guarding the side of the dead man, so he was very suitable for a sneak attack and beheading.

"clang!"

A loud bang came out.

The blade stopped outside the neck of the dead guard, and it was still a hundred and eight thousand miles away from the neck of the opponent.

Sikong was stunned, because he was standing on the edge of the elevator, and when he swung the black and gold sickle, the tail hit the elevator, and the metal inner wall of the elevator was scratched with a hideous mark by the tail of the sickle in his hand.

This also prevented Sikong's sickle from being swung down smoothly.

"Why did it get stuck here! Also... who invented such a long sickle! It simply can't be used in a small space!"

Sikong, who has no combat experience, was only thinking about sneak attacking and killing the dead guards just now, and taking the opponent's form.

Didn't realize it.

Standing on the edge of the elevator, he couldn't freely swing the super-long scythe.

The loud noise awakened the dead guard from his stupor, and she immediately noticed that Sikong was trying to attack her, so she fought back in anger.

"brush!"

The dead guard standing in the middle of the elevator waved a scythe. There were much fewer restrictions, and she also had to pay attention to the distance, which was combat experience.

The dead guards already knew this when they were fighting in the elevator.

fighting.

Simplicity can be broken down into two aspects.

Combat skills and combat experience.

Combat skills are summed up by predecessors, learned by future generations, or developed by oneself in battle, and slowly form muscle memory through repeated training.

Combat experience is to learn lessons from battle after battle, make correct judgments through trade-offs, affect the situation a little bit, and even achieve victory over the strong with the weak.

Combat techniques are generally referred to as skills or abilities.

Sikong could copy the opponent's appearance and ability, but he couldn't copy the combat experience. With his three-legged cat's combat experience, it was quite normal for such an accident to happen.

But well...

The fighting experience of this dead guard can't be said to be rich, it can only be said to be a little better than Sikong, after all, she has fought in this small space before, and she is quite familiar with it.

The black and gold sickle guarding the dead aimed at Sikong's waist, and used the skill - Slashing with the sickle!

The flustered Sikong waved the black and gold sickle, trying to block the attack of the dead guards, but in vain, his weapon got stuck on the inner wall of the elevator again.

Really didn't learn a lesson at all.

"Oops... If I get hit, I might die... Can I just dodge? But dodging to the side is just drinking poison to quench my thirst, and I will still be passively beaten." Sikong fell into his head for a moment Storm, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration, "The only solution now is... to pounce on it!"

Everyone knows the scythe.

It presents a 7-shaped shape, and the first attack distance is on the periphery, so Sikong can escape the first round of attacks from the guards as long as he pounces forward.

As for the next round?

Let's talk about it in the next round.

Sikong rushed forward quickly.

He pressed the black and gold sickle in front of him, and when he was about to hit the body of the dead guard, Sikong was hit in the waist by the sickle, and the charge was forced to stop, and he could only move a certain distance laterally.

First, there was a pain in the waist, and as the dead guard pulled the sickle, there was pain in the back.

Sikong knew that his back was attacked by the blade of the sickle.

If he hadn't been wearing clothes condensed from Honkai Energy, this knife would have guaranteed to split him in two from the waist, and experience the thrill of cutting him in half again.

"Her attack was blocked by me! Opportunity!"

Sikong and the dead guards had a super close-up now, and after reaching the middle of the elevator, he could finally swing his sickle normally.

It wasn't until now that Sikong figured out why the dead guard had to stand in the middle of the elevator all the time.

Handy for wielding a scythe!

Sikong, who was squatting in the corner of the elevator just now, would be silenced by the inner wall of the elevator every time he wanted to swing the sickle. The traces of destruction on it were his last stubbornness.

"Die! Sickle bitch!"

Sikong used the cute face of the dead guard zero to let out a ferocious roar, no matter how cute the dead guard was, he had no choice but to kill him.

It's different from the guards who always aim at the waist.

Every strike of Sikong's attack is aimed at the weak point.

With this knife, Sikong aimed at the neck of the dead guard, which was not covered by the clothes that could be condensed by Honkai. As long as he was slashed, one knife could take the opponent's life.

Facts have proved that Sikong still thinks too highly of his own strength.

Obviously there is no difference between the physical fitness and the dead guard, even the skills are the same, once entering the combat mode, the gap between the two sides will be revealed.

Just like in a 5V5 game, two people with the same hero are singled out. Although they have the same attributes in all aspects, the skill gap will always reverse the outcome.

Facing Sikong's fatal attack.

The dead guard used a sickle to hook Sikong's body from behind, and at the same time squatted down slightly, immediately deflecting his attack, and flew past the opponent's head, taking away a strand of white hair.

"Damn it... the sickle on my back is affecting my performance. I have to restrict her sickle. If this continues, the clothes behind me will not be able to withstand it before the dead guard is killed."

No matter how strong the clothes that can be condensed by Honkai are strong, they will be damaged under the repeated attacks of the dead guards.

In fact, the clothes have been damaged, but the degree of damage is not too high.

There are only a few small holes.