strokinit #255 - Section 255
#255 - Section 255
The knight commander saw himself in the mirror. Eye to eye, he suddenly discovered with horror that this fellow seemed to be smiling at him.
How could that be?
Wasn't it just a mirror?
Why would the person in the mirror smile at him?
A chill shot straight to his brain, and the knight commander felt a coldness all over his body.
Hmm?
At the same time, Rhode, who was standing behind the evil spirit army with his arms crossed, also noticed this change.
"Mirror?"
Looking at the mirror in the sky reflecting the entire Yarman Kingdom.
Rhode frowned slightly, a hint of curiosity on his face.
Soon, he discovered that the mirror in the sky seemed to be constantly approaching the earth.
The originally somewhat blurred reflection gradually became clear and solid.
As a sense of inversion came, Rhode suddenly found that the whole world was turned upside down.
No, it wasn't the whole world that was turned upside down, it was that he had appeared in the world inside the mirror.
"Interesting."
To be able to take him into the mirror so silently, this was not something ordinary means could accomplish.
Just as Rhode was pondering, he suddenly saw familiar figures appearing around him.
The Apostle of Death and his evil spirit army, and the tens of thousands of soldiers of the Chris Kingdom.
However, these fellows now seemed to be puppets who had lost their minds, their pupils flickering with a dim light, slowly walking towards him like marionettes.
If the mark on his body disappeared, the Apostle of Death would also perish, so the mark could not be erased at all.
Then there was only one explanation that could explain this situation.
These fellows in front of him were all fake.
Rhode waved the Chaos Blade in his hand, and the chain blade, when swung out, directly killed the Apostle of Death in front of him.
But the next second, the killed Apostle of Death stood up again.
Slowly picking up the severed head and putting it back on his own head.
This immortal and indestructible ability was exactly the same as the Apostle of Death.
Rhode muttered softly in his heart.
"A copy?"
With abilities exactly the same as the Apostle of Death, but not the Apostle of Death.
Thinking of the mirror he had just seen, Rhode vaguely had a guess in his mind.
However, the current problem was how could he leave this mirror world?
Did he have to kill all these fellows in front of him?
Rhode frowned slightly, a thought flashing through his mind.
Although it was a bit troublesome, it seemed that he could only try it now.
Taking a deep breath, the power of flames instantly wrapped around the Chaos Blade.
Rhode waved the Chaos Blade in his hand, his figure flashing instantly, directly rushing into the dense crowd.
The next second, the crowd rolled, and the replicated evil spirit army and the soldiers of the Chris Kingdom were instantly annihilated by the high-temperature chain blade, leaving no ashes behind.
Only one Apostle of Death was left, barely struggling not to be killed.
Rhode glanced indifferently at the Apostle of Death who was still struggling to die.
A pair of deep eyes were filled with bone-chilling coldness.
He created the Apostle of Death, so he naturally had the ability to erase him.
How could he leave himself something he couldn't solve?
Swish!
His figure flashed, instantly appearing in front of the Apostle of Death, the two Chaos Blades burning with flames directly piercing the Apostle of Death's brain and heart.
As the blazing flames burned, the Apostle of Death's body was directly incinerated into ashes under the intense high temperature.
Although the Apostle of Death possessed an immortal and indestructible body, the premise was that his body was not completely destroyed.
As long as there was a trace of the body remaining, he could complete his resurrection by devouring the flesh and blood and body organs of others.
But if the body was completely destroyed, the Apostle of Death would truly die.
There was nothing truly immortal and indestructible in this world.
Even he himself couldn't do it, let alone the Apostle of Death, a creation he created.
The so-called immortality was only a kind of immortality to a certain extent.
If one knew the weakness, even gods could be killed one day.
As all the living beings in front of him were slaughtered, Rhode's gaze looked around.
This inverted world came from the Queen's magic.
Moreover, it could be seen from the mirror covering the entire Yarman Kingdom.
This magic was probably related to the Magic Mirror.
Although it looked no different from the real world, fake things were fake after all.
Even the Magic Mirror could not replicate a complete world.
At most, it only reflected a piece of area into the Magic Mirror.
Theoretically, as long as he could walk out of the area covered by the Magic Mirror, he could escape from this false world.
However, the premise was that no one was stopping him.
"Let me see what means you have."
A hint of interested light appeared in Rhode's eyes.
He himself was a powerful wizard, so no one knew better than him what magic was.
Magic, to put it bluntly, was a kind of equivalent exchange.
No matter how powerful the magic was, it had its limitations and flaws.
And the more powerful the magic, the more limitations there were, which was the price of obtaining powerful power.
Just like this mirror world, the truly powerful place was that it could copy everything in reality and form an independent world.
So it was also very simple to leave this world.
Either walk out of the boundary of this world, or forcibly break this mirror with power from the outside world.
The more complex the thing, the more refined the structure.
The internal structure of this mirror world was quite powerful, just like a complete and real world.
But the more this was the case, the more it showed how fragile its exterior was.
A little external force could easily break this precise instrument.
Conversely, if one wanted to break through this mirror world from the inside, the difficulty would increase infinitely.
Although the space outside the mirror was quite fragile, Rhode didn't have any luck in his heart.
He was now trapped in the mirror world, and the Apostle of Death and the evil spirit army were probably in the same situation.
The only ones left outside were probably the knights of the Yarman Kingdom.
He didn't have any hope for the courage and strength of these fellows.
Instead of pinning his hopes on these fellows, he might as well think about how to get out of this ghostly place.
One still had to rely on oneself.
Rhode placed his hands on the ground, wanting to try whether he could directly sacrifice this mirror world.
To be able to create a nearly real world, the power of the Magic Mirror, this magical treasure, must be quite powerful.
In other words, if he could sacrifice this magical treasure, he would definitely get a considerable reward.
Try it, anyway, there was no loss.
After a while, Rhode frowned and slowly opened his eyes.
He shook his head and sighed.
"As expected, it still won't work."
Rhode muttered softly.
His sacrifice ability could sacrifice any ownerless object.
But when sacrificing this mirror world, he was resisted by a powerful will.
It was this rejecting force that caused his sacrifice to fail.
If he guessed correctly, this will should be the spirituality in the Magic Mirror.
Powerful magic treasures would give birth to their will, so many powerful magic treasures and artifacts would autonomously choose their master.
If he was in the outside world, he could naturally easily suppress this insignificant will.
But this was the world in the Magic Mirror, the home ground of the Magic Mirror's will.
On the contrary, his will was suppressed by the Magic Mirror's will.
Now it seemed that there was only one way to leave the Magic Mirror world.
Thinking of this, Rhode's thoughts moved, and a pair of snow-white wings instantly appeared behind him.
As the wings flapped, Rhode's figure instantly turned into a white streamer, flying towards a direction.
Under the blessing of various blessings, his speed instantly exceeded the speed of sound.
Looking at the constantly changing scenery around him, Rhode narrowed his eyes slightly and muttered softly.
"Not enough, not enough!"
He had to be faster.
Berserk.
As a layer of blood energy appeared on the surface of his body, Rhode's speed instantly reached another level.
The scenery around him, which was originally constantly changing, seemed to be unable to keep up with his speed and gradually became illusory and blurred.
Finally, the colors of the entire inverted world all disappeared.
Only a pure white mirror surface was left.
Suddenly, Rhode's gaze froze, looking forward.
He saw a figure wearing an immortal armor and holding a Chaos Blade was rapidly approaching him.
"Even I have been copied?"
Rhode raised his eyebrows, his face not angry but happy.
He wanted to see how much this copy of him created by the mirror world weighed.
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Chapter 189: The Broken Magic Mirror!
Rhode's gaze froze, looking forward.
He saw a figure wearing an immortal armor and holding a Chaos Blade was rapidly approaching him.