If the white-faced woman holding two snake-scale swords came for assassination, then at this moment, the old man with scriptures tattooed on his face showed with practical actions what a front-on attack means!
boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!
In the hall, surrounded by dozens of fire demon Ifrit, the Sighing Sword slashed across the hall, setting off a fierce wind.
He obviously looks like an old man in his seventies, but his violent power is like a demon, invincible!
The steel machinery implanted inside the body provided him with endless powerful power. With the activation of the ether furnace, the old man's body skyrocketed again, his muscles bulged, and his red skin was hot, as if even his blood was boiling in the torment of power.
With just one violent slash, the Sighing Sword chopped into pieces the two fire demons that rushed towards them. The chain saw monk stepped on the flames and wielded the dark heavy sword. Just as the strong wind of the heavy sword swept by, the bodies of those demon spirits trembled uneasily and became dim for a while.
In order to hunt down the professor, Robin has made all detailed arrangements. The Sighing Sword is the natural enemy of these incorporeal demon spirits!
This is the secret forging technology among the Chainsaw Monks, a power as famous as the Punishment Chainsaw!
Around that heavy sword, even the air was distorted. If you look carefully, you can see that the simple and blunt blade is actually trembling all the time. Thousands of tremors between the fingers are enough to tear apart all the etheric structures. Cut the unkillable monster into ashes!
Within seconds, dozens of Ifrit were chopped into pieces by the Sighing Sword and extinguished.
The flames gradually dissipated and Green Teeth swallowed it completely. The black musician's upper body was scorched, but the deformed vitality plundered from the test object quickly repaired him and quickly restored his charred body.
Just under his burned clothes, the pores all over his body spurted out hot gas, as if they had turned into a huge furnace.
"Don't be in love with war!"
Green Teeth yelled hoarsely: "Claude, where is the professor?"
"Behind the central hall, forty meters away from you, he is hiding in the prayer room!"
Before he finished speaking, the chain saw monk picked up his heavy sword and ran towards the wall at the end of the hall. As he ran wildly, the entire hall echoed with a deafening roar. It was like a huge steel puppet smashed the floor and ran forward.
Under the slash of the Sword of Sighs, the row of statues of saints shattered, and his fist was raised high and smashed downwards!
boom!
A large hole appeared in the thick wall mixed with steel bars.
Under the chain saw monk's punch, the wall was torn apart like tissue paper. There was something behind the wall that wanted to pounce, but was cut into pieces by the Sword of Sighs next to it.
Without the need for words, the reclusive white-faced woman caught up in an instant, her green teeth broken behind her back.
Since the sneak attack has failed, let's simply attack by force. In the comparison of strength, they have an absolute advantage!
The closer it gets, the more dazzling the aura in the etheric vision becomes.
They could clearly feel the massive ether moving softly, and the soft and faint singing sound echoing in the air.
That kind of singing seemed to come from heaven, and countless angels were bathed in the holy light and praised.
"Rebirth ritual?!"
Claude discerned the changes in the melody and his expression changed: "The professor is performing a regeneration ceremony. He is indeed seriously injured!"
The regeneration ritual is a very high-level healing ritual in the Psalm sect. It can almost put a broken person back together. Even if the body is broken, as long as the head is still there, he can be reborn.
Of course, the price of regaining a new life is also extremely high. The materials and costs of the ceremony alone are enough to make many people bankrupt.
It seems that the first attack of the robin really severely damaged the professor!
As the last wall shattered, the holy white light brewing in the prayer room poured out from the crack like water.
Just by shining it on their bodies, the minor injuries on their bodies began to squirm and heal.
In the prayer room, dense notes are engraved on the floor, and countless materials are embedded in them, playing the melody of angels singing.
Holy white light fell from the sky and fell on the professor in the center. The professor knelt on the ground and vomited out the smelly blood and necrotic and broken internal organs.
The entire ceremony had reached an important juncture. Upon noticing their arrival, the professor suddenly raised his head, and his face under the hood changed angrily.
Following his movements, invisible barriers emerged from the void, isolating the inside and outside!
Under the illumination of the holy light, the ether fluctuations in his body were rapidly recovering.
From a weak ripple, it has transformed into a monstrous tide, and is about to re-enter the realm of resonance level!
And there is a faint tendency to transform again!
When this guy wasn't injured... what level of musician was he? !
resonance? Interference... or the "distortion level" second only to the scepter? !
"He has no ability to resist now! Hurry up!"
Claude's face turned pale: "Interrupt the ceremony first! Otherwise, by the time he recovers, none of us will be..."
Before he finished speaking, the snake-scaled swords flashed with a scream, and the sharp blades pierced directly into the rushing mercury, cutting the notes on it.
Ding!
Fiery power burst out from the ritual lines, burning half of Bai Mian's face, but she did not take a step back, her muscles trembled like a snake, and the two swords with snake scales intertwined, cutting through the flickering white light.
The whole ceremony stopped for a moment, and the white light flickered, flickering on and off.
boom!
A burly figure hit the barrier. In his hand, the Sword of Sighs was turned upside down, and the hilt hit the barrier like a hammer. The diamond embedded at the end of the hilt silently shattered into powder, but As the diamond shattered, the terrifying movement sealed in it was instantly transmitted to the barrier.
boom!
There was a second loud noise and the barrier shattered.
"No!!!"
The professor in the center of the ceremony suddenly raised his head, his eyes were blood red, and he raised his hands forward. The broken music sounded, stirring the frantic ether, and the blazing flames emerged from the void, turning from red to green, and from blue to white. The terrifying temperature at the core of the furnace gathered in his hands and swept forward.
The chain saw monk roared, raised the Sighing Sword high, and slashed down!
The dark stone sword trembled, glowing with a sharp light. The light was like a blade, cutting through the flames and dividing the wave of flames into two halves.
Then, behind him, a figure leaped high and fell towards the professor!
In mid-air, six large holes were opened on Qingqia's arm. The twelve round slits are like the holes of a flute. The strong wind swept into the dark hole, echoing in the hollow arm bones, making a shrill scream!
This is Qingqia's musical instrument. After passing the evil god's technology and countless experiments, he transformed his own arm into an alchemical weapon.
—Bone Bagpipe!
A scream like a beast's roar echoed in the air, organized into a manic melody, playing the fateful chapter - "Dance of the Skeletons" created by the musician Saint-Saëns a hundred years ago.
As the melody burst out, his whole body changed. Sharp bones pierced out from his spine, and dense scales replaced the skin. His face was distorted, and the entire outline of his body instantly became deformed.
It was as if the skeleton of a young dragon had been forced into his body, and his whole body was shattered by the surge of power.
This is the fallen chant after being polluted by the evil god, manipulating flesh and blood to forcibly evolve towards the demon—dragon skeleton!
As he fell, the finger bones in his hands swelled, and sharp blades like scalpel blades pierced downwards!
The professor staggered back, but the white-faced woman quietly appeared behind him. At this moment, she was still covered in flesh and ugly as an evil ghost, but the snake-scaled swords in her hands stabbed out silently, piercing the professor's shield and blocking his attack. retreat.
The next moment, the Dragon Skeleton Blade fell from the sky. In the wild dance of animality, the professor's arms were broken at the roots, a staggered scar was cut on his chest, and his internal organs and chest were completely opened!
A fountain of blood spurted out and fell on Qing Qian's face, making him intoxicated by the bloody atmosphere.
Immediately afterwards, the chain saw monk, whose whole body was burnt black by the flames, strode forward, raised the Sighing Sword high, and slashed!
The sword blade cracked and came down, evenly tossing the skull and cervical vertebrae in half, causing blood to fly out.
Under the moonlight, the professor's death was particularly miserable.
…
In the silence, no one spoke.
"Is it true?"
Qingqia was the first to ask in a low voice.
"it is true."
After carefully distinguishing the breath, Claude nodded slowly and stared at the blood flowing in the moonlight, leaving a sad red color.
A generation of heroic professors died just like that...
Wait, moonlight
Claude was stunned: There are thousands of dark clouds and heavy rain tonight. Where is the moonlight coming from
Through the spiritual connection, Claude saw the scene in the field. The moonlight from nowhere illuminated the corpses on the ground, as well as the spilled blood...
In an instant, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
"Illusion! Be careful! It's an illusion!"
Claude roared: "We are under an illusion!"
He opened his eyes wide and tried hard to distinguish the clues, but in the end he couldn't find any flaws.
Because he had already fallen deeply into this illusion.
Until finally, he suddenly looked at the broken ring of resonance on the ground. His eyes blurred. The original pattern of the rebirth ceremony suddenly changed. The entire prayer room's underground, walls and ceiling were covered with music scores, transforming the place into A complete fantasy.
When their attention was attracted by the rebirth ceremony, no one doubted what the flashing holy white light actually represented.
That is not the holy light that heals them at all, but a medium that hypnotizes them and pulls them into an illusion!
Bang!
His pupils dimmed for a while, and the reflected starry sky suddenly shattered.
Claude's face was pale, and faint blood seeped out from his mouth and nose. His internal organs were raging, as if he had been severely injured, and the pain was excruciating.
Star Eyes, shattered!