128: Chapter 126, the Sequence Battle, Begins
Yang Hang took a look.
Because the strength of his main body might have already exceeded the upper limit that this Gold Tier skill could replicate, the "80%" strength replication it indicated was greatly discounted when applied to him.
According to actual calculations, the spirit, energy, and Physical Body strength of the Clone could barely reach one-tenth of the main body's.
But one-tenth was already enough.
Placed in the current Magic Sea, this value was already enough to run rampant on paper.
Moreover, he could still inject a wisp of his Divided Soul into it and add the blessing of the Power of Causality—it remained an invincible existence.
Yang Hang was quite satisfied and injected a wisp of his Divided Soul into the Clone's body.
The Clone's eyes instantly changed from hollow to lively, and the corners of its mouth even curved into the same arc as the main body; he simultaneously gained two perspectives.
However, Yang Hang didn't feel strange about it; it wasn't his first day using Divided Soul.
His Divided Soul wasn't like the split consciousness described in novels from the past; it was more like a Breakthrough of the main body into another dimension. It was still the same consciousness, but it had leaped to the fourth dimension or other dimensions, simultaneously possessing multiple tenses and perspectives.
He moved the Clone's fingers and shook hands with himself.
It was enough.
Time ticked by second by second.
The discussion on the Fate Platform about "Finding the Fate Master" was still in full swing, but no analysis could ever point to that youth who was ranked 3,349th, possessed the Gold Tier Little Luck Technique, and had caused the Renaissance to crash twice during the selection finals.
However, the scope of this discussion was too large, and Yang Hang had deliberately relaxed the discussion restrictions regarding his own Little Luck Technique identity, lest the abnormal situation of it not being discussed at all would alert his parents and younger sister.
Twelve o'clock sharp.
The twin suns were hanging high.
A magnificent golden System announcement simultaneously entered the minds of all Survivors in the Magic Sea.
[Magic Sea Announcement] [Faction Sequence Battle · Round 1 · 5v5 format, matchmaking officially opened.] [Please have all faction battle teams prepare.] [The final settlement for this round of the battle will take place at noon on the sixth day.]
Two golden leaderboards, where the Survivor sequences were replaced by unordered hyphens, simultaneously appeared in the minds of all Survivors.
One was the point leaderboard for the Individual Sequence Contest, and the other was the point leaderboard for the Sequence War.
However, both leaderboards were in a rolled-up state; in their normal state, one could only see the top ten rankings, and the matchmaking button was floating on the scroll at the very bottom of the rolled-up leaderboard.
But one could choose to click it open, and it would instantly become a leaderboard of infinite length.
At this moment, all Survivors in the Magic Sea became collectively active.
Even the priority for reorganizing fishing at the sunken sea treasure chest fishing spots was temporarily pushed to the back.
Treasure chests could be fished at any time if left there.
But there was only one chance to seize the initiative in the opening battle of the Sequence War.
Within a few seconds, the top Survivor powerhouses of various foreign civilizations almost simultaneously clicked the matchmaking button for the Sequence War, some with surprise, some with seriousness, some with solemnity, some with ferocity, some with anticipation, and some with gravity.
The overall emotions of Victoria, Emily, Amit, Solomon, and others within the Fate Platform were mostly anticipation, gravity, and seriousness, while the representatives of ferocious and roaring emotions were mostly Jackson, Park Jun-ho, and others who had been kicked out of the Fate Platform.
After waiting for more than ten seconds, perhaps because their teammates had just gathered or their opponents had just been matched, the second the Sequence War matchmaking succeeded, everyone's eyes flashed with golden light and slowly closed. They then became sluggish on the spot, motionless as if they had turned into closed-eyed statues of Physical Body.
At the same time, any threatening sea beasts that might exist around them or were swimming in their direction seemed to be disturbed by some annoying sound wave, and all of them swam away or took a detour.
The one thousand Survivors of the Yanhuang Civilization were naturally not willing to fall behind others. Under the Sequence War schedule previously provided by the Revival Society, they were the vanguard for the Yanhuang Civilization Survivors' Sequence War and were the ones who needed to complete the first matchmaking battle immediately.
This was both to avoid losing the initiative and to explore the situation of this Sequence War, so that ordinary Survivors of the Yanhuang Civilization could know themselves and their enemies to ensure victory.
Because before actually engaging in a Sequence War, the situation of this 5v5 battle between civilizations belonged to a black-box scenario.
Knowing oneself and the enemy ensures victory; the Yanhuang Civilization Survivors had the organizational power to acquire intelligence and benefit the masses, so they would naturally not refuse.
As for the Individual Sequence Contest, there were no further restrictions in the Revival Society's arrangements; they understood human nature well, knowing people would always act in ways that secured the greatest benefits for themselves.
Therefore, at the beginning, except for those one thousand participants of the Yanhuang Top 1000 Conference, most of the other Yanhuang Civilization Survivors chose to start their first-ever Individual Sequence Contest.
The Sequence War had the Revival Society and the Yanhuang Top 1000 Conference taking the lead, so they hardly needed to worry about it; instead, the Individual Sequence Contest was the opportunity that could truly allow them to reap personal benefits.
On the Magic Sea, the moment large batches of Survivors entered matchmaking for the battle.
They one after another turned into solidified, motionless statues of flesh and blood with closed eyes.
Within just over ten seconds, large areas of the entire Magic Sea fell into silence. Except for the areas where Survivors who were truly not good at fighting or unwilling to fight were located, human voices almost disappeared in other places, leaving only the sound of waves and storms.
On Yang Hang's side, when the Sequence War began, he received several excited "let's go" reminder messages sent from his younger sister's Fate Platform.
Lying on the sofa, he was enjoying the novel pleasure of being served, transmitted from two bodies. With his senses impacting his brain's Divine Sense, he opened four eyes almost simultaneously.
The perspectives of the four eyes appeared in Yang Hang's mind and were processed. The next moment, Yang Hang set up a Divided Soul partition for the Clone, cutting off most of the sensory transmission, leaving only a vague feeling, and then patted his own Clone's shoulder.
"Go."
Yang Hang felt like he was patting himself.
This feeling was very strange. Fortunately, he had managed to blur the Clone's sensory transmission, which allowed him to remain largely unaffected as the Clone also turned into a motionless statue of flesh and blood in front of him.
Yang Hang only felt that his wisp of Divided Soul was immersed in a void of dark space.
It didn't seem like a real space, more like a simulated virtual reality?
Interesting?
At that time, when his Divided Soul was pulled into that consciousness space by that invisible pulling force, he actually felt it. Unlike other Earth Star Survivors who were completely unaware and had no resistance, he was capable of resisting.
However, he voluntarily gave up resistance, and he wasn't sure to what extent he could specifically resist.
Yang Hang looked at the statue of flesh and blood in front of him that was exactly the same as himself. With this method of battle, perhaps he didn't need to consider using a Clone at all from the beginning; he could have just sent out a wisp of his Divided Soul directly.
But well, now that he knew how to use a Clone, it was also quite good. He had gained an extra skill, and maybe it would come in handy sometime.
Moreover, he had just opened up the consciousness perception on the Divided Soul side for a while, and he learned that in this unknown consciousness space, the Survivors' battle bodies were materialized one-to-one based on their real bodies.
Because his Clone was the carrier of the Divided Soul, what was materialized was the Clone's body.
It just seemed that the use of the Power of Causality was a bit obscure in that space?
This discovery caused Yang Hang to fall into a rare and long contemplation.
He didn't know how long had passed.
Yang Hang opened his eyes, then closed them again, sinking back into the soft fragrance of the Bionic Maid, directly casting the newly started Magic Sea Sequence War to the back of his mind, and began to enjoy the pure white service that hadn't finished just yet.
However, he hadn't forgotten that he hadn't fished for his sunken sea treasure chest today; he had been looking forward to it for a long time.
Yang Hang directly manipulated his Divine Sense to condense into a large, illusory hand emitting blue light to fish up the treasure chest at the fishing spot.