Chapter 254: 247, Alchemy Magic Crystal Glass Window
At dusk, Charles bid farewell to every young lady. Although he and Anne were deeply in love, they refrained from any intimate behavior in front of others, as they had plenty of ti alone.
Charles did not go ho. Instead, he walked a few hundred steps along Elysian Pastoral Avenue and spotted a shop with alchemical magic crystal glass. The shop was already closed, but under the dim moonlight, Charles’s reflection clearly appeared on the crystal glass.
Suddenly, the reflection on the alchemical magic crystal glass window grinned and gestured invitingly.
The Fanga Clan mbers who practiced the Infinite Mirror Realm indeed grew stronger with each Mirror Spirit they killed, but if they were killed by a Mirror Spirit, they would be replaced by that Mirror Spirit, assuming their identity.
In Byron, there’s a legend that all Fanga Clan mbers who practiced the Infinite Mirror Realm were killed by Mirror Spirits. The active mbers of the Fanga Clan today are said to be “Mirror Spirits.”
Charles did not know whether this legend was true, but one thing was certain, the Mirror Spirits were actually very dangerous.
Yet, Mirror Spirits also had a significant weakness.
Without hesitation, Charles stepped into the alchemical magic crystal glass window. Imdiately, his eyes beheld the brightly lit Elysian Pastoral Avenue, bustling with people—far more than on the ordinary Elysian Pastoral Avenue, each person wearing a bizarre smile.
They conversed with one another, but their mannerisms did not seem like they were speaking to the people beside them, as if they were talking to soone who didn’t exist.
They pushed open every shop’s door, but often, nobody ca out. It was always soone else who erged.
The entire Mirror World’s Elysian Pastoral Avenue exuded a trace of strangeness, with an indescribable sense of discord.
Charles could not find his Mirror Spirit, but he quickly realized why this Mirror World was so eerie.
This alchemical magic crystal glass window had stood on this street for many years, reflecting countless people. The Mirror Spirit manipulated the world within this freestanding alchemical magic crystal glass window, mirroring the evening Elysian Pastoral Avenue out. These people did not appear at the sa ti, which is why the streets were so crowded and their behaviors so peculiar.
A newspaper boy hurried past.
Reacting swiftly, Charles slapped his hand, activating his Stellar Battle Qi and struck the boy on the top of his head.
In the boy’s hand was a handgun, indeed the Withing Rose hidden in Bloody Glory. The child revealed a creepy smile, turned to ash, and Charles retrieved the Withing Rose, but a chill ran down his spine.
“This Mirror Spirit can even transform into other people, making it difficult to find and kill,” he muttered.
“Forget it! Let’s not look anymore.”
Without thinking, Charles flicked the Withing Rose and fired a bullet that killed a passerby. He did not glance at the ash-forming passerby, but fired at another passing woman…
This is the Mirror World, these people are reflections in the mirror.
Charles did not mind killing everyone.
With every person the Withing Rose shot, a new bullet appeared in the magazine.
These Mirror Spirits evolved into people, although lifeless, still possessed a trace of fel energy. Withing Rose couldn’t distinguish between the two types of power yet swallowed them all the sa.
This discovery surprised Charles.
He stood still and fired continuously. As fewer people were on the street, suddenly a young girl rushed in front of Charles, opened her mouth, but couldn’t speak. However, her expression seed to accuse him of killing the innocent.
Charles killed the girl with one shot. Surprisingly, the Withing Rose magazine had over a hundred more bullets. He was slightly amazed and then laughed, saying to himself, “I didn’t expect the Mirror Spirit to be so interesting!”
After the girl was shot, she turned into ashes.
Suddenly, the people on the street paused and then started embracing each other. They then rged into one person. After rging, this person would embrace another, continuing to rge. Soon, Elysian Pastoral Avenue in the Mirror World was left with only six “Charleses.” They stared at Charles, each holding a magic alchemy wand, and rushed at him from different directions.
Charles often shopped on Elysian Pastoral Avenue and had passed by this shop many tis. His most common image reflected there was him holding a magic alchemy wand.
He shook his head, put away the Withing Rose, and drew the Blood Rose. With a flick of his sword, he cut one of the “Charleses,” along with the wand, in half.
The other five “Charleses” each displayed the Asiluo Clan’s swordsmanship, but Charles moved effortlessly. Despite being surrounded by five Mirror Spirits, he still had an easy ti. He quickly found a flaw in one of them and casually cut her down with his sword.
“You can’t use the true essence of the Asiluo Clan’s swordsmanship!”
Charles sighed, the Blood Rose twirling to engage with a Mirror Spirit’s wand. The Mirror Spirit shuddered, invaded by the Dark Corrosion, and instantaneously burst into a puff of black smoke.
The Mirror Spirits couldn’t replicate Extraordinary Objects nor could they reproduce secret techniques outside of the Fanga Clan.
However, the power of Mirror Spirits originated from Fanga Clan mbers who practiced in the Infinite Mirror Realm; thus, the stronger the original owner, the stronger the Mirror Spirit.
At Low Order and Interdiate rank, Fanga Clan mbers could still rely on Extraordinary Objects or cultivate other powers. But at High Order, finding equivalent rank Extraordinary Objects becos harder, and secondary powers can’t keep up with the clan’s secret techniques.
Well, for Charles, these were not problems for now.
When he had cut down the last Mirror Spirit with Blood Rose, he also gained control of that Mirror World. Charles vaguely sensed another Mirror World, one derived from the mirror hanging in his ho.
Charles smiled gently, stretched out his right hand and slowly pinched, rging the two Mirror Worlds into one.
He lightly stepped forward, not erging from the alchemical magic crystal window on the street, but rather walking out from the mirror at ho.
This was the Fanga Clan’s Secret Technique: Infinite Mirror Realm.
As long as there was a reflective surface, they could freely co and go, effortlessly appearing and disappearing.
Those who mastered the Infinite Mirror Realm could also trap any foe, even if slightly stronger than them.
Of course, this secret technique also had a weakness: it was most powerful within the Mirror World. If soone like Protagora chose not to enter the Mirror World, or even covered up the mirrors, they could avoid being manipulated by this technique.
Charles pondered for a while and then softly said, “This indeed is a very peculiar secret technique, just a pity it cannot be used on the battlefield.”
Now, he was certain that the Infinite Mirror Realm and Agmillar’s Labyrinth Art were completely different things. As to why using up three Maze-ifications might earn the Infinite Mirror Realm?
This was a conundrum that Charles couldn’t explain.
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