My doppelganger drama

Although Jima didn't know what was done to the queen by that sinister troupe member, she was quite happy to see that arrogant woman in such a miserable state.

He always believes that people's screams are the thing that best reveals the essence of people.

Through the woman's screams, he could feel that she was not a real queen, but just a brat pretending to be sophisticated.

Affected by the boundary line, she was unconsciously sewn to another person's body. All her strength relied on the charity of the boundary belt. After all, she was a little girl who pretended to be powerful.

Batu, are you okay? Jima asked Batu, who had just blocked the queen's attack for him.

Roar... Batu made a dull voice, and the wounds on his body quickly recovered, and the spears pierced on his body were pushed away by the proliferated flesh.

Very good. Jima showed a smile, Although I don't know how the troupe created this world, apart from being stable and huge, it is far less powerless than the 'world' I have seen. After all, it is incomplete. 'Jie', if they want to kill us, they need other members of the troupe to take action, but without the support of 'Jie', these people are just minions in front of us.

I bet they won't be able to survive. If there are no strong enough members to stand up and make a final decision, we will just have to wait until the world reaches a certain point and then it will naturally collapse.

The more Zhima thought about it, the happier she felt.

Gui Yiren and the high priest of the Hundred Eyes Sect were suspected of being injured and there was no news.

The gang leader falls into chaos after being mentally stitched together.

The troupe’s hard power is tricky but not fatal.

And thanks to the troupe, the scene is now in chaos. The Baicang Sect has lost countless lives to those bombers.

Although the people in the Brotherhood should have suffered a lot, it is too normal to end up with death.

As long as he and Batu are still alive, the final victory will still belong to their fallen brotherhood.

…

The supervisor brother and modern brother were still discussing how to deal with the dragon, but after receiving the message from the main body of the group, they immediately spread their hands and prepared to destroy it.

The main star is about to arrive, and it’s time for the supporting cast to step aside.

It's actually that guy. Is it really okay for him to come? Brother Modern said with some surprise.

This is actually part of the test. After all, the fragment of the page where the man in colorful clothes wrote that sentence is the main purpose of this worship. We have obtained some results on the queen, but we still need some deeper testing. Then It’s good that you are willing to test it yourself.”

Indeed it is.

Speaking of which, we haven't seen him take action for a long time.

That's not...

The conversation between the two paused for a moment, and they both looked at the Ferris wheel in the distance.

After all, he is now a decadent uncle who can only eat and sleep.

Whoosh!

A figure jumped up from a distant skyscraper and disappeared briefly through the black sky.

Then, purple-black meteors fell from the sky.

What is that!? Jima saw that thing at a glance, and suddenly felt like a light on his back, as if some terrifying beast had come out of the cage.

The white magic dragon was also attracted by the meteors in the sky. Its huge body trembled slightly, but it still spread its wings to block the chaotic queen.

Zhima thought for a moment, then raised the tin staff and flicked it hard. The waves spread and then condensed on Batu's head.

Batu understood it, and his flower-like head opened, revealing its ferocious mouthparts, in which the etheric energy was highly concentrated.

If there are professionals here, they will be amazed at the mouth of this giant beast at this moment. The ether concentration is comparable to that of an ordinary ether furnace!

When they gathered to a certain extent, the giant beast stood firm on all fours, blood-colored light swayed out, and the waves carrying Jima rushed towards the purple-black meteor in the form of a spiral beam.

The two collided at high altitude.

呲——

The eardrum-painful friction sound lasted briefly, but Jima's expression became serious.

He and Batu teamed up to have no hindrance to each other's whereabouts!

The bloody spiral beam collapsed, and the purple meteor fell directly not far in front of them, leaving a deep pit on the ground, and a figure stood slowly in the smoke.

…

Jima looked at the figure, feeling a sense of violation in his heart.

what happened?

There is no sense of oppression similar to those strong men I have seen before, nor is there a sense of detachment as if they are no longer at the same level of life.

The other party seems to be just a person who appears in a strange way.

but why?

His intuition. As a person who has experienced life and death battles for a long time, Jima's intuition has become extremely sharp and can help him make the most beneficial choice in various situations.

But at this time, the intuition he relied on seemed no longer reliable.

It seems to be divided into two parts.

Part of him told Jima: There is no problem, the other person is the same as he is, he is just a strong man who may be a little troublesome, nothing too special.

But another part is sounding the alarm.

However, it is not clear what the warning is.

Which side should you trust?

The inexplicable sense of confusion caused Jima to fall into a brief daze.

tread--

The sound of footsteps came, and the person in front of me walked out of the smoke and dust, carelessly and full of flaws.

The first thing Jima saw was a dark boot, which should be of good quality.

Upward, there are black military pants. Further up, there is a military jacket that is a little scattered and unbuttoned on the chest.

This military uniform has many similar clothing styles mixed together, and it always feels very cold and has some bad connotations.

The white lines on the black military uniforms slightly dilute this feeling and add a bit more layering.

Then, Jima saw the owner of this outfit.

A young man with strong facial lines and regular features. A beard that has just begun to grow can be seen on his chin. The messy and irregular black hair on his head is held down by a hat.

very young.

Jima's pupils shook slightly.

This body was very young. According to his judgment, no matter from any angle, it looked like the body of a young man in his mid-twenties.

And after very professional and rigorous training, it has reached an extremely excellent level.

So what?

How could you make me feel so confused just by relying on this?

Jima pursed her lips slightly and said, Who are you?

The fluctuation carried his voice and spread out.

When the young man heard this voice, he showed a hearty smile: In this period, please call me 'Bell'.

I'm not asking about your name. Where does the military uniform on your body come from? What's its relationship with the troupe? Why does your whole body look normal but also have an indescribable weirdness.

This is what Jima wants to know.

But if he asked them all, it would directly expose his fear of such an ordinary person.

accurate.

Jima closed her eyes to calm down her inexplicably restless mood.

It doesn't matter, whether the other party has a problem or not, you can't get results just by thinking about it.

The most direct method is still...

Batu! Jima called.

All the tentacles on Batu's body shot out in response, hitting the young man who called himself Bell.

Bell thought for a moment, clapped his hands, then opened them again, and a long black stick appeared in front of him.

He held the long stick and waved at the tentacles that were approaching quickly.

Stab!

The thick tentacles were torn to pieces on the spot. They were obviously hit by sticks, but they seemed to be injured by the claws of some ferocious beast.

Roar! Batu roared, making Jima even more surprised.

The purple-black aura on Bell's body formed a ferocious outline but was quickly suppressed.

Holding the stick behind his back, he gently covered his temple with the other hand, where a bloody eye had just opened.

Well, even if I use the body of the troupe leader to recreate my past youth, it seems that it still can't change the fact that I can't go back to the past.

Bell's expression was slightly calm, but it was quickly covered up by a hearty smile.

We don't have much time. Anyway, please accompany me to recall the days when you were young. He stepped out and pointed his long stick diagonally at the ground, moving forward with great momentum.