roccoschili Chapter 890 Found you!
Chapter 890 Found you!
Japan, North Sea Island.
The flute-blowing clone stepped on the edge of the rooftop, looking at the coastline in the distance, anger boiling in his heart.
He had gone to Kimchi Country before and hadn't been delayed for too long.
He only traveled around the country of Kimchi for a week, killed a few Kimchi sticks he didn't like, and extracted a few B-level superpowers.
After that, he returned to Japan, wanting to capture Takeo Kitado as soon as possible.
But a month passed and he still couldn't find any trace of Beitang Wuxiong.
Including the previous search time, three or four months have passed.
He searched the entire Japan, but still couldn't find this guy.
The flute-playing clone couldn't help but wonder whether Beitang Takeo had already left Japan with his men.
After all, his subordinates are considered some of the most powerful men in Japan.
One of them is Asakura Mori, who can summon lava monsters.
With Asakura Mori's fighting style, anyone who sees him will definitely recognize him.
At least it will spread and leave some traces.
But during this period of time, even Asakura Mori disappeared without a trace.
Therefore, the flute-blowing clone had this doubt.
"NND, I promised to give Xiaoyuer a superpower a long time ago, am I going to break my promise?"
The flute-blowing clone couldn't help but kick the rooftop, and a large piece of concrete flew directly into the distance, smashing a mutant sea beast on the beach to death.
Just when the flute-playing clone was feeling indignant, a message from the original body suddenly came.
"【Qian Kun】Supernatural power...to spy on fate?"
The flute-playing clone's eyes lit up, he took a deep breath, quickly calmed down and began to accept all the information about the [Qiankun] supernatural power.
After a long time, the flute-playing clone slowly opened his eyes and raised a smile, "Now, where can you escape?"
His eyes quickly lit up with starlight, as bright as the starry sky.
A Bagua formation with a diameter of more than ten meters unfolded from under his feet.
There are countless threads spreading outward from oneself in the field of vision.
The flute-playing clone took a deep breath, quickly cleared his mind of distracting thoughts, and focused his attention on Beitang Wuxiong.
After a while, a silk thread came into the sight of the flute-playing clone.
Reach out and touch the silk thread, and your mind will extend to it.
Various lights and shadows kept changing in his starry eyes, and finally stopped on a one-armed man.
"Got you!"
The flute-playing clone chuckled, then frowned slightly.
This guy actually went to the state of Ska in the Federation!
"You can really run, but it doesn't matter."
The flute-playing clone complained and quickly took out the Feiyu from the space mustard seed.
Anyway, Nongxue and Tina are still in South America cleaning up the parasites, so there is no need for the Feiyu to travel for the time being.
……
On the Demonic Island, Wang Mingyang regained his human form, and the Bagua formation under his feet quickly disappeared.
The surrounding thunderstorms also dissipated, but the island had completely sunk into the sea.
He casually opened the portal and stepped in to return to Cloud Top.
In the library, Wang Mingyang pondered for a while, then picked up the translated books again and started reading.
Manipulating destiny is powerful.
But the fact that there is a certain price to pay is a warning to Wang Mingyang.
This ability cannot be used casually.
On the contrary, it is the divination ability of the Eight Trigrams or Sixty-Four Trigrams that is very attractive to Wang Mingyang.
He more or less understood why many people had been able to use hexagrams for divination since ancient times.
There is no cost to peek into fate.
But Wang Mingyang was also restricted from revealing it to anyone.
Even if he just said it, it would change the trajectory of his destiny.
This is equivalent to manipulating destiny!
It will bring about the backlash of fate, and depending on the size of the impact, the price paid will also vary.
Wang Mingyang is only beginning to become familiar with the [Qiankun] power. If he wants to further master it, studying various hexagrams is a good way.
As he continued his research, the Bagua formation diagram that was automatically displayed when he used the [Qian Kun] power would gradually shrink.
It doesn't have to be so shocking every time.
……
A few hours later, the Feiyu finally flew over a large city.
Anchorage, the largest city in Utah, has a population of nearly four million.
Everywhere you look, there are zombies.
In the southwest corner of the city, there are as many as a million zombies gathered, including some high-level zombies of level five or six.
What made the flute clone a little surprised was that there were a large number of high-level zombies gathered in such a small area.
"Seventh-level Corpse King!"
The flute-playing clone muttered to himself, his eyes slightly bright.
This kind of scene could probably only be achieved by a seventh-level corpse king.
Generally speaking, fifth- and sixth-level zombie kings have a certain degree of control over low-level zombies.
However, its control is limited. A sixth-level zombie king can only gather tens of thousands of zombies of various levels at most.
And there will be no beings of the same level among the corpses.
Only a spiritual zombie king could gather hundreds of thousands of zombies.
But being able to influence two or three zombie kings of the same level is already the limit.
But the scene before us showed that these millions of zombies were clearly gathered around one center.
Among them, the flute-blowing clone detected more than fifty sixth-level zombies.
This means that there must be a seventh-level corpse king among the corpse group.
"Let's see where Beitang Wuxiong is first."
The flute-playing clone once again activated the [Qiankun] ability, and a palm-sized Bagua formation diagram quickly appeared on the palm of his hand, and countless threads of fate appeared in his eyes.
He was not surprised by this.
During the time I was flying, I had already shrunk the formation to this size.
It also indicates that Wang Mingyang's control over the [Qiankun] supernatural power will deepen.
With previous experience, the flute-playing clone quickly found the thread of Beitang Wuxiong's fate.
From the moment Wang Mingyang knew Beitang Wuxiong, the fate of the two people became entangled.
In addition to a series of intersections that followed, Wang Mingyang used the Golden Flame Man to snatch the lava crystal from Beitang Wuxiong.
Zhang Che, who regarded Wang Mingyang as his master, controlled the fifth-level zombies to besiege Beitang Wuxiong and tore off one of his arms.
Then Wang Mingyang became interested in his special abilities, so he used his flute-playing clone to go to Japan again and actively search for his whereabouts.
This makes the fate of the two people more entangled.
Following the thread of fate, the flute-playing clone quickly tracked down Beitang Wuxiong's location.
"Hey, why are you here?"
Even though the flute-playing clone was knowledgeable, he was still surprised by his discovery.
Putting away the Bagua formation diagram, the flute-playing clone lowered his head and looked downward, and his mental power quickly spread out.
Among the millions of zombies, many high-level zombies were wandering around a tall building.
Through layers of space, the flute clone saw a research room full of technology.
At this time, Beitang Wuxiong was lying on an operating table with his upper body naked.
Various tubes were inserted all over his body, and the one arm that had long since healed seemed to have been cut open again, and blood was oozing out.
Inside the room, a bald man in a white coat was fiddling with something in front of an instrument.
The moment the flute-blowing clone's mental power swept across the laboratory.
The bald man frowned slightly and looked up suddenly.