"My star-seeing eyes! My heart's voice..."
Claude whined and staggered back, with endless fear in his groggy eyes.
There wasn't even a fight, just relying on the slightest fight in the illusion, his heartbeat was already destroyed by the professor!
He lost his heart sounds and his five internal organs were damaged. His realm was suddenly knocked down from the resonance level by the professor, and he returned to the category of a third-level musician.
If you don't find a chant musician to heal yourself quickly, not only may you never be able to return to the resonance level, but your internal organs may even be in danger of necrosis!
"vomit!"
His complexion suddenly turned green and white, he suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, and was seriously injured!
In the distant sky, Ye Qingxuan sensed his situation and laughed happily: "Cousin, get ready, let's shoot him with cold arrows."
This posture is so on point, if I don't take one shot, I will be in a big loss!
…
…
Right in the middle of the field, the entire scene suddenly changed.
The originally dead professor disappeared without a trace, and was replaced by the chain saw monk whose chest was completely cut open by Qing Teeth. The chain saw monk's head had been torn into pieces by Qing Teeth's Dragon Bone Blade, but the sigh in his hand However, the sword penetrated deeply into the chest of the white-faced woman.
In her hands, the snake scale swords had disappeared.
Qingqia lowered his head dully and saw two staggered sword blades on his chest.
Behind him, the shadow holding two swords showed a strange smile.
"Thank you to the House for your warm greetings and these uninvited guests."
The professor slowly pulled out his two swords and danced them skillfully in his hands, assuming a standard royal swordsmanship stance.
Under the phantom moonlight, a mocking smile appeared on his lips:
"—I've been waiting for a long time!"
Qingqia's expression suddenly turned ferocious, and the two sword wounds on his chest that had been penetrated squirmed and tightened!
For the black musician, the mere destruction of the body has nothing to do with the overall situation! After the former rainmaker was bitten by the musical instrument and his whole body was blown to pieces, there was a chance of a comeback!
He remained silent, the bone bagpipe on his arm screamed again, his body changed towards the demon's range, and the violent dragon bone blade lit up with the light of runes.
In an instant, he appeared behind the professor like a flash, and the dragon blade swept across, cutting the professor's head.
But the professor's figure shook for a while and then disappeared.
His expression changed and he instinctively raised his head.
puff!
The snake-scale sword penetrated his lower jaw again, partially piercing his cheekbone, leaving a bloody opening.
He swept instinctively, forced the professor back, quickly retreated, and shouted: "Claude! Help me remove the illusion!"
There is silence on the other end of the spiritual connection.
"Claude!" His expression changed: "Claude, where have you been?!"
Claude said nothing.
At some point, the spiritual connection was broken.
The last thing he heard was a scream.
…
Half a second ago, Claude's expression changed.
For some reason, a strong uneasiness suddenly flashed in his heart, and he subconsciously raised his hand, trying to detect the source of the crisis.
But then, there was a suppressed roar in the thick rain, the wall shook, and the cold crossbow arrow penetrated through the wall, nailing his chest like a poisonous snake.
collapse!
There was a crisp sound.
A vague shield appeared on his arm, deflecting the crossbow bolts. But the huge impact almost made his arms lose consciousness.
In an instant, cold sweat seeped out from his back, and the piercing murderous intention made his scalp numb.
"who is it!"
In the darkness, Claude covered his right arm in fear and huddled in the corner: "Who is outside!?"
No one responded, and then the wall shook again. A strong sense of crisis emerged again, and he even ignored his demeanor and rolled hard in the dust.
A crossbow arrow grazed his calf and shot into the wall, passing through the hole, leaving only a hole the size of a little finger. It was shocking!
Outside the empty house, on a roof, in the heavy rain, Ye Qingxuan closed his eyes and received the induction from the mind thread. The heavy rain weather, filled with water vapor, was the perfect time for Bolero!
Beside him, Bai Xi was half-kneeling on the ground, with a heavy crossbow on his shoulder. The crossbow, which had changed its appearance a lot, was pointed at the empty house below. Rain splashed on it, and the water splashed into it, which felt like it penetrated the heart. of chill.
"One point to the right, a little lower..."
Ye Qingxuan reported:
"-shoot!"
Bai Xi's body shook, causing a layer of rain to rise up. The crossbow arrows ejected silently, drilling a large straight hole in the layers of rain.
Wherever it passes, rain falls.
The silver crossbow arrow was like lightning, passing a long distance in an instant, and after penetrating the wall, there was no sound again.
Only Ye Qingxuan sensed the enemy's embarrassment.
"The power of the military crossbow is too outrageous now, isn't it? It's too accurate!"
"Who knows, maybe my hand is of good quality!"
Bai Xi snorted twice and nudged him with his elbow: "Stop the ink stain, hurry up, hurry up, I just found the touch, where is he hiding?"
"Two points to the left, keep the height, he is hiding in the corner..."
…
In the dilapidated empty house, Claude's premonitions of crisis flashed one after another.
Without thinking, he rolled out of the corner, and immediately after, a crossbow arrow hit his ear and was nailed to the wall, buzzing and vibrating.
The sharp and cold sound stung his eardrums and gave him goosebumps all over his body.
Although Xin Yin was defeated by the professor head-on and suffered severe injuries, the enlightenment musician's strong and unreasonable intuition still existed in him.
Instinct is full of keen awareness of all murderous intentions and crises.
It is said that after reaching the scepter level, the "Peepers" of the Apocalypse faction can even sense when others say their own names, and know the relevant content before and after.
Destructiveness and force are secondary. Perception and insight are the abilities that inspire musicians to settle down and live their lives!
But it can’t go on like this!
Claude's face was distorted: an enlightened musician was held in a corner and beaten! Can't even find the enemy's location! If this continues, he will only be passively consumed to death.
Are those damn killers arranged by the professor? Hiding outside the range of your own induction, you will die of frustration like a rat in the gutter.
"You're dreaming!"
His eyes were blood red, and he took a deep breath, feeling a sharp pain in his internal organs. But in his eyes, the broken stars gathered together again.
Shining like a candle in the wind, the starlight temporarily restored the power of his Starry Eyes, but at the cost of further deepening his injuries!
In the dying starlight, he looked around and suddenly realized: "Is it because of this?!"
Just under the starlight, dim threads of water vapor criss-crossed the empty house, forming a dense network.
He was trapped in this trap, like a bug, unable to escape.
His pupils followed the thread of thought and extended outward. His sight penetrated the wall, instantly passing through the violent storm, and locked on the two figures.
After seeing the ether fluctuations on their bodies clearly, the originally frightened eyes instantly calmed down and turned contemptuous:
"Although I have been seriously injured, two rhythms want to kill me? Professor, you are dreaming!"
With a sinister look on his face, he clenched the Silver Maiden in his hand - even if he was seriously injured, it didn't mean that he couldn't mobilize the power of ether!
This is the difference between a real musician and a rhythm player. As long as you have a good instrument in hand, there will be a qualitative difference in combat effectiveness!
When they perform the movement, they don't even need to perform it live, nor do they need any time to prepare it. They just need to seal the entire score in the instrument in advance, and they can wake it up at any time!
Even just snapping your fingers can trigger a huge torrent!
"If I had the brocade of heaven—"
He recited the secret language in a low voice, and in his hand, the bone flute "Silver Maiden" screamed in response to the call!
The music that had been sealed inside was awakened.
It was as if the wind was whistling through the flute, bringing a distant and cold sound. In the gradually rising sound, there seems to be a cold wind howling and winter snow blowing!
Silently, the water vapor thought thread solidified in mid-air, was frozen, and shattered silently!
In an instant, Ye Qingxuan lost his senses.
And in the empty house, white frost spread from Claude's feet, covering the surrounding area instantly, turning everything into pure white.
It was as if a wind tunnel had opened, and the cold wind like a knife roared out with palm-sized snowflakes, swirling around him, exuding a biting chill.
The sharp snowflakes easily cut through the wall, and even crushed another crossbow arrow that was fired again.
This is not the pure energy change released by the transformation system, this is the blizzard suite of the summoning faction!
The musician who created it was an ingenious genius. He did not breed monsters in his mind, but simulated the celestial phenomena—putting huge celestial phenomena into his mind, giving it power with ether, and in the end, it almost evolved into natural disaster.
Although in his last attempt, he was destroyed by the fantasy he unleashed, he had already opened up a new path in the summoning faction, and with the additions and completions of later generations, a system was formed.
Although they are inspired musicians, most inspired musicians will also learn some music scores from other factions to protect themselves in critical moments.
This is the precious movement that Claude exchanged from the royal family after entering the resonance level.
Under the influence of the melody, the ether will form a field of ice and snow around the musician, like a super-large shield.
In the domain, external energy attacks will be diluted and frozen by layers of blizzards. Enemies that approach rashly will be turned into a pile of broken ice blocks by the erosion and cutting of wind and snow.
And its greatest power is...
-fly!
boom!
The roof of the empty house was suddenly lifted by a huge force, and his body rose up from the ground and flew into the sky!
The wind and snow rolled back, exuding ice and cold all over the sky. The frost cracked and chopped up countless water droplets, reaching a height of more than ten meters in an instant.
If Claude is still at the resonance level, through his resonance with the world, the climate of the entire neighborhood will be changed by him!
Now, above the sky, he has entered an invincible position.
"It's flying, cousin."
Bai Xi murmured to himself: "It's the same as what you said..."
Ye Qingxuan smiled and said nothing, and slowly raised his cane. Bolero's thoughts extended from him again and spread in all directions.
A wailing melody sounded faintly.