"La la la la la..."
This is a song that hums the prelude with "la la la", but it is just that. The moment this song that has not yet become a song sounds, many miracles have already happened.
Dixing Yaksha felt the most disgusting divine aura in his life. Countless noisy and harsh sounds kept buzzing in his ears. His body suddenly felt extremely heavy, as if dozens of invisible chains were binding it. The body is getting tighter and tighter, making it more and more difficult to breathe, and its strength seems to be losing little by little.
Mu Yuesheng, Paper Farmer, Liu Yu and Feng Yuanlin, who were suppressed by the "soul pressure" of Dixing Yaksha, suddenly felt their bodies relax. The fear that suppressed their souls disappeared without a trace, and invisible forces came one after another. The energy from heaven and earth poured into his body, and his weak state was being eliminated at an extremely fast speed.
Ye Wuqing felt that the fatigue all over her body was disappearing at an extremely fast speed, her blood began to boil hotly, more and more power filled every cell of her body, and the long sword in her hand made a series of pleasant sword sounds.
Li Wuyu's scattered consciousness was immediately awakened. He was also physically and mentally inspired by the singing, but unlike other newcomers, he didn't have much joy in his heart because he didn't need to look back, he had already guessed who the singing came from. .
The remaining people turned their heads to look at the source of the singing almost at the same time. In unison, their eyes widened in disbelief.
The silver-haired girl wearing black-rimmed glasses stood on the ground, spread her arms gracefully, closed her eyes, opened her pink lips, and sang affectionately, even if it was just a simple "La la la..." , but the beautiful timbre and melody and the "miracle" created by the singing have already hinted at her special identity.
"Mu Lengxi..."
"She's actually a singer!?"
A singer is an extremely rare profession in the human world. Unlike singers who use their voices to entertain the public, a singer's singing voice can create "miracles" and produce various miraculous effects depending on the song.
It can be said that the singer is the teammate that every professional hero team most desires to have, the talent that the national army dreams of, and the humanoid weapon that can affect a war.
The singer is as rare as a treasure.
Everyone never expected that in this organization's selection of newcomers, they would meet a "singer", a special talent that any organization would closely protect. They also didn't expect that Mu Lengxi, whom they mistakenly thought was a "mute", would actually be able to Makes such a beautiful sound.
Liu Yu was stunned and said: "A miracle in the magic world, a treasure-level singer... What kind of monsters are this year's newcomers?"
However, the real shock has not yet begun, because when Mu Lengxi finished singing the prelude of "La La La" and sang the first line of lyrics with full emotion, the miracle called the singer truly emerged!
"The storm is falling endlessly!"
This is just the first lyric with the most dull emotion, but it has already burst everyone’s nerves!
The strength pouring into the body, the gradually fading fatigue and pain, the boiling fighting spirit and courage, everything, compared with the prelude of "La La La", is a completely new qualitative change.
"This is...Silver Moon Diva's "Last Stardust"!"
This is a miraculous song that is widely circulated, so Feng Yuanlin, who usually likes to listen to songs, can tell the name of the song just by hearing the first lyrics.
For the newcomers who were almost defeated, Mu Lengxi's singing undoubtedly created a miracle, integrating strength, fighting spirit, and healing into one, giving them the strength to fight again.
But for the Earthly Yaksha, this song is the curse of the devil and the judgment of the angels. It endures torture and pain, and is not willing to endure it for a moment!
"go to hell!"
Dixing Yaksha lost his anger and rushed directly towards Mu Lengxi.
"Protect the diva!"
This is a classic sentence that is most often shouted on the battlefield, and it roared out from Li Wuyu's mouth at this moment.
The paper farmers and others had long realized that the singer would become the enemy's most hated target, and had moved towards Mu Lengxi's position very early.
Because Mu Lengxi's singing gave them a firm will to fight, Dixing Yaksha's "soul pressure" was finally unable to restrain their hands and feet again.
Paper farmer, Liu Yu, Mu Yuesheng and Feng Yuanlin blocked Dixing Yaksha's path in time. This time they were no longer helpless.
Li Wuyu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and turned around to ask Ye Wuqing to take the opportunity to kill Marshal Niubi, but saw that she had already taken action.
It turned out that when Di Xing Yaksha rushed out desperately and left Marshal Niu Bi alone, Ye Wuqing immediately seized the long-awaited opportunity as quickly as possible.
Marshal Niubi, who had been frightened for a long time, ran away, but was soon caught up. He once again cowered up and held his head in defense. He kept shouting "Help" to Dixing Yaksha. His embarrassment was beyond imagination. It was actually the tower lord.
Seeing this, Dixing Yaksha hesitated for a moment. It did not dare to disobey the adult's order and was ready to turn around and rescue Marshal Niubi first.
Li Wuyu had already rushed over.
"Hold it!"
Attacked from the front and back, Dixing Yaksha was restrained by Mu Lengxi's singing, and his "soul pressure" failed to exert its effect. He was suddenly trapped in place by the five newcomers.
... ...
Mu Lengxi is immersed in her own world. When she closes her eyes and sings, she must devote all her emotions to create the "miracle of a singer."
"The storm is falling endlessly!"
"Let the rain hit my trembling shoulders!"
Imagine that you are in a violent storm, your thin body is soaked by the rain, and your shoulders are shaking because of the cold, but even so, you must still stand firm.
Does her singing convey "strength"
"Go to the end of your ideal!"
"Scratched young hands!"
"Pick up the faded memories!"
“Until it fills the gaps of emptiness!”
When the ideal in your heart comes to an end, please think back to your tender past, those little hands that worked hard to climb even if they were scratched, and recall the beautiful memories that will soon fade until the emptiness in your heart is filled.
Does her singing convey the "courage" to pursue ideals
"Attachment, tenderness!"
“It’s okay to give up everything!”
"Just find what you lost!"
Give up all nostalgia and tenderness, just to find the lost faith.
Does her singing express "persistence"
"Even if you are destined to be bruised and bruised!"
“This heart is still blooming!”
Ah, actually she can't sing, because the singer's power comes from the "Word Spirit", but her "Word Spirit" is too special. Every time she uses the power of the "Word Spirit", it will cause the "Word Spirit" to fall. As for the final "word spirit" that is no longer under her control, even if it is just ordinary speech, the out-of-control "word spirit" will go berserk and cause harm to others.
This is the truth about her inability to speak.
In fact, as long as she doesn't sing and become a diva.
But... But whenever she sees injured or sad people, she can't help but want to use her singing to give them strength and encouragement.
Because she is a singer, she wants to create "miracles".
Even if you are destined to be bruised and bruised.
Her heart will still shine.
"The last stardust is flying high in the sky!"
“Ashes to ashes, dust to dust!”
"Towards the other side!"
"The fragments of your wish!"
"Please go to eternity!"
If her voice can become the last stardust, then even if ashes return to dust and dust returns to dust, she will still sing her voice towards the ideal destination.
She will always be a singer, even if she will be scarred and become forever mute.
The song of Silver Moon!
Please go to eternity!
... ...
Mu Lengxi's singing created a "miracle" and reversed this already hopeless battle.
The light of hope blooms in her singing.
Dixing Yaksha's power was limited by the song, and he was completely restrained by the attack from the front and back by Li Wuyu and the five others. For a while, he was unable to move at all.
Marshal Niu Bi, who was holding his head in defense, was finally no longer as lucky as before, because Ye Wuqing gained extra strength from singing. This little bit of extra power broke the balance of strength between them.
The cyan storm was also more violent and brutal than any before.
Marshal Niubi screamed miserably. Once a gap was opened in the defensive dam, it finally faced the fate of falling apart. The sword energy full of murderous intent kept cutting its body, and even its abnormal self-healing ability could not keep up. At a higher speed, its body is constantly decreasing.
Until only the horned head remained.
Dixing Yaksha roared angrily, but Li Wuyu was quite difficult to deal with, and Mu Lengxi's singing greatly weakened its combat power. Coupled with the paper farmer's overbearing marksmanship and Feng Yuanlin's desperate shield attack, Liu Yu's cunning spells, as well as Mu Yuesheng's volt electric shock, which was more troublesome because of its unstable power, made Dixing Yaksha somewhat unable to protect himself at this time, and had no time to take care of Marshal Niubi, who had been chopped off with only one head left.
"Help! Spare me! Please, don't kill me!"
Marshal Niubi was begging for mercy hysterically.
However, Ye Wuqing would not feel pity for this, nor would he hesitate at this time, because Marshal Niu Bi was immortal and Shi Xiaobai was likely to die.
For Ye Wuqing, a hundred million Niubi marshals are not as good as a single hair of Shi Xiaobai.
With cold eyes, she stabbed the last sword towards Marshal Niubi's head!
At this moment, a hoarse voice suddenly sounded softly.
"That's it."
With a calm tone and four simple words, it was as if the director shouted "Ka", and all the ongoing battles came to an abrupt end.
Mu Lengxi's singing stopped suddenly.
Ye Wuqing's movement of drawing the sword stopped abruptly, and her body was completely unable to move.
Li Wuyu, paper farmer, Liu Yu, Feng Yuanlin and Mu Yuesheng, who were fighting with the earthly yaksha, were also completely stiff at the same time, like ice sculptures frozen.
"Game over."
The hoarse voice sounded again, and this time everyone saw its appearance clearly, and it turned out to be a shadow on the ground.
But this was not an ordinary shadow, because it stretched out seven shadow hands that were like crawling snakes, grabbing the shadows at the feet of Ye Wuqing and seven others.
"It took a little time, but your shadow has been captured by me. In other words, your consciousness has been imprisoned by me and you can no longer control your body. Therefore, the game is over."
The strange shadow said in a cold voice: "But before the game ends, I will tell you a few cruel truths."
"First, killing Marshal Niubi will not destroy the 'God-killing Formation', because this is a lie. Marshal Niubi is not the eye of the 'God-killing Formation'. Killing it is useless. The real The formation eye is in a place where you can't find it at all, so it is impossible to destroy the 'God-killing Array', and the two people you want to save will definitely die."
"Second, I am the lord of the ninth layer of the world. The Lord sent three lords one after another in order to kill you. Although he had fun at the beginning, he has now firmly decided to kill you, so no matter what, They’re all dead.”
"Third, your last means of escape, the 'exit command', has been disabled by that adult. That adult did not hesitate to use unconventional authority to ensure that you were killed. Therefore, your death was not unjust."
"Finally, you can survive for a little while longer, because Dixing Yaksha and I have no interest in killing people at all, but unfortunately, this stupid cow you treated cruelly is a murderer, so when its body has healed itself, I can't imagine how miserable you will die."
Calm and cold words tell the cruel truth.
The flesh and blood is condensing, and Marshal Niubi is about to be reorganized, indicating a cruel future.
The hope that had just arrived was torn apart so easily, revealing the true face of despair.