For a long time, musicians have always had two approaches to deciphering illusions.
Use force to break the situation. No matter what illusion you have, my school of change uses music theory to form a formula and directly smashes it with a big fireball. The entire terrain is gone. The illusion that relies on reality will naturally break itself.
But to Ye Qingxuan, this was nonsense.
He is completely incapable of changing the movement of factions, and has never been good at interfering with and influencing matter. And there were so many innocent people on the ship that he couldn't do anything.
If you can't do it hard, you can only use technology.
The core of the Transformation School is the formula, the core of the Summoning School is animal nature, the core of the Chant School is the "balance of the four fluids"... The core of the Psychological School is "intention".
The core of the illusion school is the "fulcrum".
Any illusion requires a fulcrum, otherwise it cannot be constructed.
As long as the fulcrum is found, the illusion will be self-defeating.
Under the mask, the Eyes of Silence on Ye Qingxuan's eyes glowed slightly, connected to the water vapor thought thread, and spontaneously analyzed and unified the data in it.
This rare piece of auxiliary equipment is the treasure of the Enlightenment School. With it, it is equivalent to carrying an official Enlightenment musician with you. He is naturally familiar with the interpretation and exploration of illusions.
However, in the realm of illusion, a faint singing voice sounded, like the singing of a siren.
Compared with the song that disturbed the white mist and turned reality into reality, the hags who hung out in the sewers back then were simply trash worth mentioning! In just an instant, the entire ship fell into chaos.
There were faint screams from the passengers in the cabin.
"Be careful in the sea!" the first mate exclaimed, "there is something in the sea."
The sea water rolled up like boiling water.
The sailors also lost control, waving their weapons frantically, slashing at the faint mist in front of them, and ferocious figures appeared in the mist one by one. Those were pale green murlocs. The burly murlocs, who were more than two meters tall, walked out of the illusion, climbed onto the side of the ship, and began to attack with a roar.
In their hands, they held rusty iron bars and swords, their scales like armor. The sword could only leave a white mark when it struck... Several bloated murlocs with barbs growing from their backs stepped on the overwhelmed deck and rushed towards Ye Qingxuan's location.
Ye Qingxuan was stunned and quickly retreated.
Although he knew it was an illusion, allowing the illusion to attack at this time was to let himself indulge in the illusion deeper and deeper... The more interactions he had with the illusion, the slimmer his hope of breaking free.
Not far away, there was a pop.
When the second officer was retreating, he stumbled and fell to the ground. Immediately, several fishmen rushed up excitedly, pushed him down on the spot, and gnawed on his body.
He screamed in pain and reached out to the boy: "Save me! Mr. Ye! I... hurt..."
Ye Qingxuan gritted his teeth and remained unmoved.
He didn't dare to make any rash move at all, and he wasn't even sure whether the second officer had changed his magic to shake his will. He could only speed up and cooperate with the interpretation of the "Eye of Silence" with all his strength.
Before the second officer's brain dies, if he removes this illusion, he still has a chance to survive. Otherwise, let alone him, even he himself will not be able to protect himself!
While interpreting, he kept walking, evading the siege of several fishmen, and retreated into the defensive circle of the sailors. But then, a sword stabbed from behind...
The sailors looked at themselves with blood-red eyes, but the appearance of a ferocious monster was reflected in their eyes.
They no longer recognize themselves.
Ye Qingxuan smashed his hand down, forcibly snatched the sword from the sailor's hand, and slashed it to the side. The rope of the sail was cut off, and the wheel rotated rapidly. Ye Qingxuan took advantage of the situation to grab the rapidly rising cable beside him, and went up. The top of the mast.
Soon, thick shadows appeared in the fog in the sky.
The cry of hawks was heard. Several vague figures emerged in the thick fog... Harpies!
I really can’t let myself take a breath!
Ye Qingxuan gritted his teeth and looked gloomily: This illusion is definitely controlled by a musician! Although I don’t know why this ship was attacked, I’m afraid that guy’s wishful thinking will definitely not work here!
Without even looking up, he spread out the Bolero's net with all his strength.
In just a few snaps of his fingers, the harpy rushed towards him, but a cold light lit up in his eyes: the fulcrum of the illusion was finally found!
"I see… "
He suddenly took off the moisture-proof mask on his face and held it tightly.
Lightning burst out from his fingertips, burning it into ashes. In an instant, there was a soft, broken sound in the void, and the harpy and ferocious murloc disappeared silently.
-This is the fulcrum of illusion!
The thick, substance-like putrid mist squirmed and suddenly dissipated with a hissing sound.
But it was only now that he discovered that the ship, enveloped in thick fog, had gradually deviated from the channel and entered a strange bay.
On the rocks in the distance, there were faint shadows singing softly. Around the boat, there was a splash of water, and something was swimming excitedly around the boat, making childish laughter, which was extremely strange.
Ye Qingxuan snorted coldly, locked his eyes of silence, and saw the true appearance of those black shadows... They were siren banshees that had been completely demonized.
But Ye Qingxuan's eyes immediately retracted and fell on the chaotic ship below.
The point is here.
Able to hide the Fulcrum in his own moisture-proof mask, it was obvious that the illusionist was a passenger on the ship, or even lurking within it.
It seems that someone tried their best to use this opportunity to activate the illusion, first making everyone lose control, and then guiding the ship to the lair of these sea monsters.
Moreover, judging from the fragment of the lifeboat before entering the red zone, I am afraid it has happened more than once...
"-Oh it's you!"
Following the guidance of the fulcrum, the light in his eyes flashed and instantly fell on a person. The Nine Heavens Ring Pendant in his hand popped out, and thunder and lightning burst out, falling from the sky!
During the roar, the captain, who had been on guard for a long time, twisted his body strangely and rolled on the spot, unexpectedly escaping Ye Qingxuan's attack.
"Actually... discovered?"
Staring at Ye Qingxuan falling from the sky, a strange smile suddenly appeared on his face. Ye Qingxuan frowned: "Are you still a human being?"
"That's right." The captain nodded and replied seriously: "Of course I am, otherwise how could I be their captain?"
"It seems I made a mistake. I didn't expect you to be a musician of the illusion school."
Ye Qingxuan stepped forward expressionlessly, "Trying all the trouble to lead everyone into the monster's lair... for what?"
"There's nothing I can do. It's not easy to raise children."
The captain sighed, turned around, and looked at the things under the side of the ship that were smiling strangely like children, with a helpless expression: "Especially there are many children, they are hungry, they are so hungry... The children tell you every day, Dad, I am hungry, Dad I'm so hungry, I want to eat meat... I can only work hard to find meat for my children."
He paused and chuckled softly: "Oh, by the way, do you remember what I told you about the black zone? The process is hard to describe, but some things just happen, right? You have to learn to accept it, Like me. To be honest, the original plan was foolproof, but unfortunately, before setting sail, you suddenly appeared. I'm afraid this is just a secret, and I can't even refuse... This is your misfortune, Mr. Ye. "
Just as he was speaking, a strange shadow appeared behind him. It was like some kind of weird shellless shellfish was squirming out of thin air, releasing faint waves, causing the fog to ripple out of thin air.
It is a strange demon-"Phantom" bred by many dead creatures in the ocean in the etheric world. It often appears in the material world through its contractors, using fog and illusions to spread its power, attracting ignorant people to immerse themselves in the environment. , letting himself suck it, until finally, he turned into a mummy.
"Sorry, Mr. Ye."
The captain laughed loudly: "My illusion has been launched. I hope you will not do anything unnecessary. After the children have eaten, I will let you go..."
boom!
Before he could finish his words, lightning burst out from Ye Qingxuan's cane. The lightning turned sharply in the air and suddenly dived under the side of the ship, pounced on the childish laughter.
The laughter died suddenly, then turned into a dying scream.
The captain's figure drifted for a while, his face dull:
"My...my pivot..."
"Although you worked hard to say so many words to attract my attention, it's a pity..."
The young man's cane suddenly hit the deck, the steel collided, and a sharp sound burst out:
"-Nonsense, too much!"
There was a bang, and the sound of broken glass was heard. With the destruction of the Fulcrum, the crumbling illusion completely fell apart.
Double illusion.
On the basis of one layer of illusion, another layer of illusion is covered, using something that does not exist in the illusion as the fulcrum of the next layer of illusion. Only musicians who specialize in illusion can create elaborate traps full of murderous intent.
After the enemy broke through the illusion, who would have expected that he would still be bound in the illusion
The sophistication and precision in it are simply breathtaking. At least with Ye Qingxuan's ability, he will never be able to deviate from the original scope of the illusion movement and construct such a large-scale illusion.
Unfortunately, the biggest mistake the opponent made was that the illusion he created was that of a demon...
An illusion musician who resonates with the mirage has no reaction at all from the blood of gods and humans. Are you kidding!
With the crackling sound, the strange bay and sirens around it, the strange-looking captain, and the demon phantom behind it all disappeared.
Time seemed to be moving backwards in an instant, and everything he had just experienced was just a blur.
There is no heavy fog on the sea, there are no clouds in the sky, and the sun is shining brightly.
The ship was still outside the red zone, half an hour before entering it. Ye Qingxuan and the captain stood at the stern of the ship. The sailors beside him were whispering, and the captain was still frowning in deep thought.
Just five seconds have passed.
The atmosphere was peaceful and no problems could be seen.
"except you."
Ye Qingxuan casually picked up a catapult-type harpoon from the hands of the crew beside him, and pointed it at the fragments of the lifeboat under the side of the ship. On the fragments of the lifeboat, a swollen corpse was still looking at him.
The empty eye holes were filled with darkness.