"Is it an illusion?"
He hesitated for a moment, then reached into his pocket and took out a few coins - pure silver coins with small musical notes engraved on them. They were small things he made overnight to prepare for exploring the path in this dangerous place, but they never came. Use it.
He held the coin and threw it forward.
The coin lit up with a soft light in the air, like a lamp, and then fell to the ground in a slight arc, rolling on the broken stone slabs, and finally stopped moving.
The light on the silver coin went out.
Nothing happened.
He threw another one and landed in front of the previous one. The silver coins rolled down, lights went out, and remained silent. Throw another one away, still silently.
Ye Qingxuan nodded with satisfaction, then turned and left without any regrets.
He should have figured it out a long time ago. Since he felt unsafe here, whether it was due to suspicion or subconscious awareness, instead of spending a lot of time exploring and worrying about it, why not take a path that he felt was safe
However, he turned around and took only three steps when a sigh came from behind.
Then, something roared.
Ye Qingxuan rushed forward without looking back, rolled over, and felt a palm that seemed to be made of gold and iron pass him by, hitting the ground, sweeping away a large piece of stone slabs and debris.
While rolling, he turned around and saw a strange figure gradually appearing next to the silver coins.
He looked like an ordinary follower of the evil god, "The Lost One", just like what he had seen in the Jianlan Underground Palace: his face was made of bones, and his hands and feet were slender, like wires wrapped around the skeleton layer by layer.
But this damn guy is incredibly long. Just sitting on the ground like a dog, it is more than two meters tall. In addition to the slender arms, there are also seven arms of different lengths and shapes growing around the body...
After seeing its appearance clearly, the young man felt like his whole body was hairy.
This bastard was sitting on the ground, waiting for him to walk up to him without even realizing it, and then give him a "warm" hug.
Then you will be shattered into pieces...
But, who is it that hides it
After testing it three times in a row, no abnormalities were found. This achievement was too terrifying. Even a formal musician who specializes in illusion will reveal at least a little abnormality under suspicious detection.
There was no time to think about it. Suddenly, while he was rolling, he heard a sound coming from the stone slab beneath him.
It was like a pot of thick soup was boiling across the stone slab, with strange bubbles constantly emerging. The series of dull sounds made him raise his hand without thinking and press it down in various ways.
boom!
The sigh shakes**.
The stone slabs shattered inch by inch in an instant, and the terrifying shock lifted up the surrounding stone slabs one after another, and even shook Ye Qingxuan into the air.
Just in the air, he noticed the dirty blood flying out from under the stone slab - the demon being summoned was beaten to death by himself across the stone slab at the most vulnerable moment when it was taking shape.
But then, a roaring sound broke through the air.
The wailing and crazy melody sounded out of thin air, the violin's voice was like crying, and the air was faintly frozen, and the deep-seated coldness spread - first the illusion faction, then the summoning, and now the change faction
At the critical moment, Ye Qingxuan didn't have time to think about it, he suddenly moved to his heart, untied the music sealed on his coat, and the soft melody sounded out of thin air!
—A few months ago, when he had just decided to jump into the quagmire of the lower city, Abraham, worried about his safety, turned a copy of the "Tranquility" movement into a seal and sealed it on this coat.
After a long time, if it were not a matter of life and death, Ye Qingxuan would have forgotten that he still had such a good thing.
That is "Tranquility", which can be called one of the signature movements of the Forbidden Faction at the resonance level, and it is also proof that the Forbidden Faction restrains the other six major factions.
Once activated, the area within ten meters will become an etheric silent zone, which will last for half a minute. During this period, the ether will remain silent, resisting the call of any movement, and any movement that does not exceed the resonance level will not work.
As soon as the tranquil movement started, screams came one after another.
The color of frost spreads in the sky one after another, and ice edges condense out of thin air. The formulas for changing factions are also engraved on the sharp edges of the triangle, with an incredible cold atmosphere.
You can tell at a glance that it is a penetrating impact specially tailored for defense and armor.
In an instant, hundreds or even thousands of ice cold enough to shoot Ye Qingxuan into a sieve came screaming. But once he entered the realm of tranquility, it quickly fell apart, the cold air drained away, and finally turned into snow powder and fell on him, scattering all over the ground.
The originally fatal shooting turned into a ridiculous situation like a snowball fight, but Ye Qingxuan did not dare to relax at all, because he had already heard the nine-handed mutated "Lost One" running towards him.
It hit like a huge boulder, and while running wildly, it opened its nine deformed palms, trying to tear Ye Qingxuan into pieces.
Ye Qingxuan suddenly raised his cane and narrowed his eyes, waiting for this guy to get into the best distance before suddenly canceling the effect of tranquility, and then letting it experience the power of Indra's Eyes.
But at that moment, the lost man seemed to hear some order, and his footsteps stopped suddenly, and he stopped in place, and then the nine palms rolled and crawled back to their original places.
The demon and follower created by the evil god... turned out to be like a dog.
Ye Qingxuan squinted his eyes and finally saw clearly the figure slowly walking behind it in the mist.
The image of the man was hunched over, his feet were slow, and he seemed to be reaching out to stop the manic and lost person. Then, he raised his head and looked in the direction of Ye Qingxuan.
Through the fog, Ye Qingxuan couldn't see his face clearly, but he could feel his teasing smile.
"The legendary figure of Avalon truly deserves his reputation."
The visitor raised his hand and clapped softly: "What a beautiful counterattack just now, decisive without hesitation, cautious and extraordinary decisiveness. It seems that my trip will not be in vain."
Ye Qingxuan looked at him coldly, constantly thinking about the origin of the other party.
A black musician who can control evil spirits and is proficient in the music of so many factions. Although he doesn't know whether he deliberately ambush himself here, or just wait and see like himself... But no matter what, the House of Representatives has recruited a very troublesome, no, quite a headache for him. of enemies.
Judging from the rank, it should be at least the resonance level, but it is rare for the resonance level to be proficient in the movements of so many factions...
Can't beat it.
Even if you think about it with your heels, you know that you can't beat it...
So, what are your chances of winning
He began to think rapidly.
"Mr. Holmes, don't you like to talk?"
As if waiting for his response, the figure tilted his head and looked at him and asked: "Is it my lack of etiquette that disgusts you, or do you like to be called a 'vengeful evil spirit'?"
"Thanks to everyone's misunderstanding, why don't you pick the one you like and call him." Ye Qingxuan pretended to be relaxed and spread his hands: "I don't mind."
"Oh? How about I call you 'S.F' for short? SF, SF, SF..."
He muttered the name back and forth in his mouth, and his eyes became expectant: "This nickname is really cute and charming. Is our relationship getting closer?"
"hehe."
Ye Qingxuan's smile was without warmth, but he began to wonder what this guy's purpose was: did he want to chat? Or do you always fight and kill people? This kind of attitude of not doing anything but being slimy is really outrageous!
"Getting close?" Ye Qingxuan asked, "The way you get close is really special."
The man laughed and said in a gentle tone: "I just said hello. After all, my husband and I have been friends for a long time. Please don't take offense if the greeting is a little warmer. I believe that your husband won't care, right?"
Ye Qingxuan sneered, "If I say that I care a lot, will you still apologize?"
laugh!
There was a sound like a water bag breaking.
Ye Qingxuan looked at the figure in front of him in astonishment and fell into a daze.
Just now, before he finished speaking, the black musician raised his hand, raised his five fingers together like a knife, and slashed towards his side. Then the foul-smelling plasma spurted out, and the deformed and lost head flew into the sky.
With the muffled sound of the head falling to the ground, the huge corpse was still spraying blood like a fountain, dyeing the mist red, and the ferocious figure against it became clearer and clearer.
"This lost one is the follower given to me by the Holy God of Hundred Eyes before coming here. It is the latest breed bred by the Dark Earth Mother. Its name is 'Praiser'. Its nine palms can command divine power and are indestructible. Many other uses are not mentioned for the time being. Said... It is a rare good product, and the materials are precious. For black musicians, the technology contained in it is also a real treasure. It is a good choice to use it in your own transformation objects or to transform yourself."
The black musician suddenly started explaining for some reason. He looked at Ye Qingxuan, his face seemed sincere: "Just think of it as a meeting gift for me and my husband. Does your husband understand my sincerity?"
The corners of Ye Qingxuan's eyes twitched, and he was worried: What on earth does this guy want to do
"Are you from the House of Representatives?" he asked suddenly.
"Exactly." The visitor stroked his chest.
Ye Qingxuan was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "Do you have the habit of giving gifts before killing people?"
"Generally speaking, no, actually I don't either." Musician Hei smiled and spread his hands: "If I said that I value you very much, would you believe it?"
Ye Qingxuan nodded seriously, "Of course, an outstanding person like me is as eye-catching as the sun in the night wherever he goes. It's not surprising that you value me."
“…”
The black musician's voice faltered and he coughed: There is no way, he can't answer these words. Over the years, he has seen a lot of geniuses. But to be honest, this is the first time he has seen such a shameless person...
"To be honest, there are too many people talking like you these days, and everyone seems to be suffering from the disease of not speaking well."
Ye Qingxuan said, "So, don't make me worry anymore. How about we be more honest with each other?"