Infinite Throne

   Chapter 560 Muto Irin

  Irin understood.

I see.

   In fact, the real meaning of the warm reminder is not to say "must not" say that name.

   But, it's not necessary, don't say that name lightly.

   But what if it is necessary?

   Say it.

  You come out...No, bite me.

  Irin still can't figure it out.

  Why he entered the weird world in a different way than others.

   Everyone else is dead.

   But while Irin was exploring in the bungalow, he was personally pushed into this world by the Gaya Gummi deity.

  The ancients said: When things go wrong, there must be demons.

  Unusual things must have their unusual reasons.

  Although everything can be explained because his luck is slightly lower, and he is slightly less unlucky than others. But Irin felt that there must be other deeper reasons for Gayageummi to send him here in this way.

   "Then, I'll ask you personally..."

   "Gaageummi!"

   The moment Irin said that forbidden name.

The air around    suddenly solidified, and every Yilin reflection in the mirror, the indifferent faces, suddenly showed a strange smile that was completely different from the usual Yilin painting style.

   Looking at the faces in the mirror that "belonged" to him, Yi Rin had the illusion of looking at a "stranger".

   After a few seconds.

   Faces with sly smiles appeared on their faces, twisted for a while, and then they all turned into other faces.

   It was a short-haired girl with mediocre and simple facial features, but the pair of eyes were as black as ink, and there was not even a trace of human emotion in those eyes. Like a puppet, and like a corpse that has just died. Looking at each other for a long time, in that line of sight, there seems to be a cold from the polar regions spreading, making people feel cold all over.

   That face…

   Sure enough, it was her!

  In the art class, Yi Rin once guided the students to draw subconscious portraits in a way similar to hypnosis. The portrait of the girl drawn by Chie Tanano was strikingly similar to the face of the girl with short hair in the reflection.

   Facing such a strange scene, Yi Rin was unmoved, but instead smiled and looked at the broken glass.

   in the reflection.

   Gayageummi did not speak.

   On her indifferent face, the corners of her mouth evoked an exaggerated arc. In the next second, after showing the smile of Haren, the face of Zhang Gaya Geummi disappeared from the reflection, and was replaced by Irin's own ordinary face again.

   The strange changes one after another made Yi Rin's expression even more solemn.

   "Reflection Irin" one by one, smiling and reaching out to "Irin".

   Originally this was not a big problem.

  But Yi Rin didn't move, but Yi Rin in the glass reflection moved. This is a big problem.

When    came to Kanzaki City, the strange scene in the Shihua apartment was re-staged in this world.

   "Oh, pretend to be a ghost!"

  Irin sneered, the invisible and colorless psychic power condensed in the palm of his hand, and punched out the black glass in front of him.

   "Boom!"

   The ominous geometric building shattered in response, and Yi Rin, who showed a sly smile in the reflection, became fragmented at the moment when the glass shattered, and his face could no longer be recognized.

   "Come again!"

Once started, Yi Rin has no reservations. Anyway, at this moment, Yi Rin is under the addition of the epic title [Shadow Warlock], and his psionic energy is so abundant that he is afraid of himself. The index finger, middle finger, fist, or slap shape frantically pokes, hammers, slaps, stabs the dark glass in front of you. Any disagreement is dry, dry and broken.

  Clap clap clap clap clap!

   "Boom!"

   "Crash la la la-"

   In the blink of an eye, the pitch-black glass on the surface of the geometric building shattered, and the shards floated out of the sky, without any luster. A pitch-black aura was surging among the fragments. Suddenly, at this moment, a black and white vortex appeared out of nowhere in the shattered glass, and a red palm in white emerged from the vortex, and slapped Yi Rin with a palm.

Yo?

   That palm still looks a little familiar.

  Boom!

   At the moment when the palm of his hand took it, Irin, who was standing in the air, was shocked. The high-density "Psychic Armor" that had previously covered the body surface made a crisp "click" sound.

  Under Yi Rin's perception, he clearly "saw" the "Psychic Armor" on the surface of his body, and in response, countless cracks like spider webs appeared, and the defense was about to be broken!

   "It's the power of thought!"

   After the spiritual attributes of human beings have broken through the limit, there are actually many ways to use the "spiritual power" extended. But most of the time, the principle is the same, and they are all collectively called [Psychic Power]. After all, it's all the outward expression of "spirit" after breaking the limit.

The moment   Irin was clapped by that hand, his expression became condensed and became extremely heavy. Unexpectedly, the "thing" hidden behind the mirror actually used the same method to return an eye for an eye and a tooth for an eye.

   is the power of thought!

   You can't go wrong!

   This feeling is too familiar to Irin!

   Next second.

   in a hurry,

Yi Rin's figure retreated violently. When he noticed the existence hidden in the mirror and possessed a similar attack method to him, Yi Rin did not dare to be careless. Condensed a layer of "psychic power armor".

Do not.

   One layer is not enough.

   Two layers.

  Three layers.

   Layers of telekinetic armors compressed and overlapped on Irin's body.

   "Armor stacking!"

  Irin spent 0.6 seconds, taking the time to quickly choose a catchy and catchy name for the new skill.

   A brief attack and defense is fleeting.

   The owner of that hand finally came out of the whirlpool.

   "It" came out!

After   Irin successfully folded the indestructible multi-layer telekinetic armor, he raised his hand and prepared to hit "It" with a [Grip of Oblivion]. But when Yi Rin saw the shape of "it", the movements of his hands suddenly stopped, and there was an undisguised shock on his face. But after the shock, only a touch of relief remained.

  Irin originally thought that the person who had been hiding behind the mirror and pretended to be a ghost to frighten him was the deity of "Gaya Gummi".

   Or, other monsters in the shape of ghosts and animals.

   But never imagined…

   "So...it's 'I'!"

   in front of Irin.

   "It" was wearing a jet-black tuxedo, a pale "smiley" mask on his face, and a skull gentleman's hat. It is impossible for Yi Rin to not recognize this outfit, after all, he also has the exact same set in his storage space.

   After "it" came out of the whirlpool, it stretched its waist lazily in mid-air, and let out a happy moan.

   After a while.

"Hello, I'."

"I?"

  Irin didn't know what kind of expression to put on at this moment, but he looked blank, looking at the "Skull Gentleman" in front of him, and heaving a sigh of relief.

   "Yeah, I am me, and you are me too."

   "Skull Gentleman" stretched out a finger, tapped lightly on his forehead, and opened it from the middle. The "smiley" mask was split in half and fell to the ground, turning into black sticky rain and blending into the ground. And after the mask was cracked, a face that was very familiar to Yi Rin, with a shallow smile, looked at Yi Rin interestingly.

   looked at the face that was exactly the same as himself.

  Irin can actually feel that the "Irin" in front of him is not someone pretending to be, nor is someone standing in front of him wearing a layer of skin. It is Yi Rin, whether it is a simple action, a smile, or a simple sentence, Yi Rin is like looking in the mirror, looking at himself in the mirror.

   It's like Yi Rin can tell at a glance whether Ling Yiyi is real or fake. In the same way, he can also distinguish "self" at a glance.

   Another Irin pondered for a moment: "In order to facilitate the distinction, from now on, I am 'Muto Irin' and you are 'Irin'."

  Irin shook his head: "It will end soon, so there is no so-called 'start from now'."

  Irin Muto smiled and asked, "Really?"

   "Did Gayageummi copy me?"

   "Gaya Kotomi?" Muto Irin sneered, the expression, look, and tone were exactly the same as the real Irin. Even if the people closest to Irin came, it might be hard to tell them apart. I saw Muto Irin sneered when she heard the name "Gaya Kotomi", and then said in a slightly helpless tone, "That poor guy has no such ability."

   "So, who is it?"

  Irin Muto shook his head: "I dare not say it. That existence is indescribable, ineffable, ineffable, invisible. Oh, by the way, you are me, I know you should know."

   Muto Irin smiled somewhat playfully, as if he knew everything, and at the same time seemed to understand what Irin thought. If this smile only appeared in the reflection in the mirror, Yi Rin would only feel that he smiled kindly. But when the person in the mirror walked in front of him, Irin felt that this kind of smile was very awkward.

   This is not an international double standard, but the real thoughts of Yi Rin at the moment.

   After a while.

  The silent Yi Rin wanted to understand, and seemed to be asking, but in fact he said with certainty: "So, you have my memory?"

   "Yes. I said, I am you, and you are me. We are one."

   "Oh, there is actually a difference. I won't die, but you will."

  Irin narrowed his eyes and laughed. But before he finished speaking, Yi Rin's other hand, which was hidden behind him, suddenly lifted.

boom!

   The radiant charged and charged bullet deflected in the air, rubbing the profile of Muto Irin and shooting it out.

  Boom!

   At the end of the bullet's trajectory, Irin charged the power of the bullet, causing a strong explosion. Buildings burst apart under the power of bullets that were comparable to small steel cannons, and buildings were penetrated. The disorganized geometric figures seemed to be pierced into two symmetrical halves by a radiant straight line.

   Shot crooked!

   No, not right.

   It's not that Irin shot crookedly.

   Instead, Muto Irin has his own memory, he knows his trump cards, and he also knows his usual tactics. When Irin was quietly holding back his ultimate move, Irin Muto already knew that he chose to deflect the trajectory of the bullet with his telekinesis after the bullet was ejected.

   At such a close distance, unless I prepare in advance, even Irin himself cannot easily do this.

   (end of this chapter)