In the thick darkness and smoke, no one understood what happened.
I can only feel that all attacks are in vain.
In the end, all the fantasy beasts seemed to be lost in it, and no trace of Ye Qingxuan could be found at all.
Even within the scope of the Eighth Symphony, the smoke continued to spread, covering that space.
The manticore lingers outside the smoke, sometimes pounces, but it is difficult to achieve success. The enemy is like a slippery fish, always missing and passing by.
It seems that failure is only a matter of time, but it always stands on the edge of crisis. It seems like it is just delaying time, but the time is delayed for too long.
Gradually, the audience outside the venue became numb and no longer had any worries. Instead, they discussed with great interest how long this oriental kid can last
For Banner, this situation is terrible.
Now, no matter what movement he uses or how he directs the manticore, it is completely ineffective.
On the one hand, it is due to the awakening of animal nature. After losing the control of its master, the phantom beast's response has become less flexible. On the other hand, it is because the opponent's response is too clever.
Moreover, this guy... when did he become a musician of the school of change? !
Although the full movement is not used. But this skill and skill, as well as the flowing and free gesture, are simply so powerful that it makes people tremble in their hearts.
Banner no longer had any intention of winning in an instant at the beginning. He fell into an unexpected stalemate and became more and more anxious.
But the other party seems to know all of his tricks, and he can often counterattack the tricks that take a lot of effort, just like...
It’s like playing with a child!
"How long are you going to hide?!"
Banner growled: "Get out of here!"
On his neck, the music score in the alchemy weapon started, setting off a strong wind and blowing away the thick layer of smoke. The smoke spread, but everyone felt that their eyesight went dark, and they felt a drowsy impulse.
What the hell is this
In the stands, Ludwig grabbed a wisp of smoke with a random move and swept it across the tip of his nose.
There was a pungent smell and the vague idea of "soma wine" mixed in it, which was exactly what he expected.
"He deliberately provoked Banner to lose his mind."
He sighed, "…this is 'Incense for the Lost.'"
Volatile agents, combustion accelerants, borneol, beef marrow, agarwood, soma wine, white orange wood, green salt... The summoning musician got inspiration from Tianzhu's spice formula and transformed its formula after decades of attempts.
The best anesthetic, the psychedelic drug, is to the beast what Datura is to humans.
It will cause the maddened animal nature to become lost, react slowly, lose instinct, and fall into intense drowsiness and confusion.
Just like a cat will be excited after eating Nepeta, and a snake will be drunk after eating Dogwood... This is the nature of beasts.
When the phantom beast loses the full control of the musician and its animal nature boils over and takes over, it also means that it is dominated by its own nature. If they can't get clear instructions from their masters and will just be intoxicated, let alone cooperate with each other, it will be a great thing if they don't get in each other's way and are lame.
What’s more…
"This is your Achilles heel, Banner."
In the darkness, Ye Qingxuan's voice floated from afar, "It's true that you have become an official musician, but what is the difference between a formal musician who has no power and an enhanced version of an apprentice?"
Yes, this is Banner's fatal flaw.
It's like Ye Qingxuan's frontal combat ability is basically non-existent.
No matter how many sublimation rituals, no matter how many heart seal inheritances, no matter how many heavenly and human inductions, they can't make up for Banner's shortcomings.
He had no experience with the use of force.
Experience is something that cannot be replaced by so-called teaching, learning and reading without experiencing it personally.
This is something gained in exchange for trauma and frustration. People who have never lost will never understand what is the most important thing in battle.
What's more, a behemoth like the Manticore is too much for Banner.
It is a fantasy beast that has been passed down by the Adrian family for hundreds of years. Yes, it is very strong, but it is too strong. It has become so strong that even a formal musician would find it difficult to control it.
To an experienced musician, this situation is like a child playing with a big axe.
The Adrian family was too anxious to give it to Banner so early.
Indeed, such a strong force is enough to run rampant in the school, but for his enemies, it is a bit reluctant.
Especially when he faced a dirty guy like Ye Qingxuan who used sap and sneak attacks to walk around the lower city.
After hearing Ye Qingxuan's voice, Banner remained silent, but on his increasingly pale face, purple-green blood vessels like spider webs appeared faintly.
The melody paused suddenly, and then suddenly started playing again. Even though it was the same symphony, the melody was completely different from the previous one. It became more and more grand, with the ferocity of thunder brewing.
From the first movement to the fourth movement instantly? !
"Banner! Don't force it..."
Karen was shocked: "The entire symphony is beyond your control."
"Shut up!" Banner's voice was like scraping iron, "I want to crush them, I must..."
Just in the same tune, the melody becomes more and more exciting!
A storm swept across suddenly, and the melody in Banner's hand soared again.
On the field, in the dark sky, another layer of clouds suddenly appeared out of thin air. The layers of clouds were like frozen ice, with a leaden color.
But in that layer of dark clouds, there was lightning looming. The faint electric light illuminated the huge thing hidden inside.
That huge shadow that slowly condenses and wanders around. Like a huge sea monster lurking in the deep sea, it slowly emerged from the darkness, spread its wings, and let out a huge roar!
That's the dragon's roar.
The fourth movement of the Eighth Symphony was dubbed "The Tempest" by the author, whose origin is the legend of the Dragon of Disaster.
The giant dragon rises above the sky. When it spreads its wings, it brings darkness. When it flaps its wings, it brings a storm of destruction.
Calling in the shadow of the dragon, this is the power of the fourth movement.
The dragon roared like thunder, making his teammates turn pale.
With their strength, even if they work together, it would be too much to interfere with the Sea of Ether. That is the impact that can only be produced after it resonates with the world.
Even if it only vaguely resonates with the sea of ether, this is an out-and-out resonance-level movement!
The reaction force brought by the ether pressed down faintly, and Banner's joints made a crisp sound when he pressed to the ground. It did not stop him, but made him even more crazy.
An ordinary musician would have collapsed or fainted under this huge pressure, but Banner was still completely fine at the moment.
Beside him, the manticore roared, and its figure gradually became shorter, taking away most of the backlash that was pressing on him.
The biggest benefit of summoning factions is not the tactics of large numbers of people, nor the power of various weird phantom beasts.
Its most fundamental strength lies in its super ability to withstand stress.
Unlike the musicians of other factions who work alone, they are able to share their mental pressure with the demons in their heads.
After reaching the scepter level, you can even let the phantom beast bear fatal wounds on your behalf, which is like having several extra lives. In the East, such musicians are even given titles such as Nine-Life Demon Fox, Cat Mata, Seven-Headed Xiangliu, etc.
However, their enemies may not have such good luck.
Seeing that Banner was desperate to push the melody to the highest peak, Karen couldn't help but be shocked when he thought of the disastrous consequences:
"Banner, what are you doing?"
"Shut up! You don't have to worry about my affairs!"
Banner turned around and glared at him suddenly, his eyes a fierce green that was no different from that of a manticore.
Corrupted by animal nature.
Karen suddenly understood, but it was too late to stop him. He didn't even have the energy to speak.
All his energy was used to cope with the huge pressure brought by the melody. As the huge power brewed in the clouds, the shadow of the dragon stared more and more, and the pressure on the performer became greater.
Everyone's bodies were trembling, fighting back severe headaches, exhausting their energy to maintain the movement of the melody.
If the performance is successful, it is just a serious illness. If the synchronization is interrupted rashly at this moment, the momentary musical shock will be enough to shatter their perception. The lightest consequence will be to be sent to the emergency ward of Whitechapel Hospital!
The pressure is increasing, and some people can no longer support it and are about to collapse.
But at this moment, a new melody joined the frantic movement, joining in the same tune like a savior at this critical moment.
The arrival of this new force greatly reduced everyone's pressure, and they suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, but they didn't know who helped them at the most critical moment.
The melody perfectly fits their frequency, echoing their high and low wavelengths. It perfectly blends into the resonance and takes away most of the pressure.
And after being put under the pressure of most people, the synchronizer still didn't show any signs of losing control.
The technique of unison is quiet and stable, and there is no stiffness in the smooth performance. It is simply perfect!
Karen was overjoyed and quickly followed the sensor and looked over: For such a long time, he didn't find such a genius in the team. This skill is definitely beyond the reach of others.
At the critical moment, turn the tide and save the crisis. It’s like a white jade pillar holding up the sky, a purple golden beam supporting the sea!
But when he found the source of the synchronizer, he couldn't help but be completely confused.
Wait, wait a minute... What on earth is going on
Did you hallucinate? Or did he suddenly travel to some weird parallel world? Could it be that there is a conflict within the Leshi Department
The person who completed the movement at a critical moment, relieved everyone's pressure, and pushed the music history department into an abyss of eternal destruction...
It's actually Ciel