This trial was far more dangerous than he had imagined.
He had thought the worst disaster would be the destruction of the world, forcing everyone to flee before it collapsed.
Instead, this trial could even copy Nameless—and that copy would go on a killing spree. Who could withstand that?
I hope False Nameless doesn't find me!
Nangong Yuluo thought this silently, then cleared his mind. But the next second, a thought sprang up: What if the opposite happens—what if only the bad things come true?
Oh no!
He reacted at once, realizing he had thought the wrong thing.
The opposite...
Nameless will definitely find me!
In an instant, Nangong Yuluo darted backward. A Nameless appeared out of thin air and struck the spot where he had just stood with his palm.
The bad thought had come true.
Nangong Yuluo had never expected a single thought to produce such a terrifying being. His expression turned grave, despair flickered in his eyes, and his hand quietly closed around a throwing knife.
The knife was called Eternity and Instant. Once it struck a target, the target would be frozen in place, and an eternity would pass for them in the space of an instant.
I can't have any negative thoughts!
But it was so hard.
Bad thoughts were almost unavoidable in a fight. Nangong Yuluo was no battle-hardened fighter; he was more of an academic. He rarely fought, and most of his experience came from discussing battles on paper.
His vast theoretical knowledge had carried him through the earlier trials, but against a Nameless countless times stronger than himself, every calculation gave him the same answer: his chance of victory was zero.
Yet just as he prepared to risk everything, a door appeared out of thin air, and another Nameless walked out.
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