"A revelation musician."
Ye Qingxuan briefly inspected the corpse: "Judging from the bones, he is about twenty-seven years old. The amulet pattern on his body seems to come from the south. This is... a shovel in his hand."
Ye Qingxuan took out the two-part spear in the corpse's hand and struck it against the object. He made a distinction and nodded: "It should be an exploration scholar of the geological prospecting school. Among the exploration musicians, he is the one who has the most experience in geological exploration and underground ruins. He can walk in In front of us, it’s not surprising.”
He stood up and looked around the room.
This is a hall with six side doors, which can probably lead to six different places. And right in front, there is a corridor that extends downward...
Finally, his eyes fell on the door frame... There were obvious traces of a monkey in the dust there. The stone monkey might have been there originally.
If there is an unauthorized visitor, when the door is opened, it will be torn apart from top to bottom...
"I've walked all the way without encountering any decent obstacles other than clay dolls. I'm afraid I'm just careless, right?"
Ye Qingxuan sighed, stretched out his hand to gather the bones of the deceased, put it into an empty coffin outside the door, and closed the coffin lid.
It's good to die in a tomb, that's all, and you'll never have to worry about a coffin.
“Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, don’t stay behind when it’s time to go.”
Ye Qingxuan reached out and drew a symbol of the Holy Emblem on the coffin, and briefly held a funeral for this competitor. This may be the first competitor who died in the ruins, and it also served as a reminder to several people in the team.
Everyone cheered up one after another and did not dare to slack off anymore.
After all, who knows what the hell we might encounter next
The further down you go, the more ghostly things you're sure to see.
Next, at regular intervals, in addition to Ye Qingxuan's thoughts, Barlow will also release a dozen white rats to explore the path. These white rats themselves are not strong in animal nature, almost blank, and their lives are short and valuable. inexpensive. Putting hundreds of them in one go won’t be a burden at all.
Except for one stupid one who rolled down the steps and died after an unknown period of time, everything else was fine.
But the further they walked, the uglier everyone's expressions became.
Where in the world is there such a long staircase that takes more than ten minutes to walk
They walked as far as Barlow's feet, and they still hadn't seen the next level. Ye Qingxuan did a rough calculation in his mind and frowned: "We have walked down a few hundred meters... Even if the ancient Romulus people were so crowded that they would be troubled, they would not be able to engage in such meaningless things. The architecture, let alone the design, doesn’t make any sense.”
"Illusion?"
Samuel thought for a moment, then a surging fire suddenly lit up in his hand, and the blazing high temperature spread. The remaining few people were prepared to prevent the impact. It seemed that Samuel planned to completely destroy this section of stairs.
Therefore, the transformation type musician is really good. Playing all kinds of super destructive music is as easy as eating and drinking.
However, just when Samuel was about to start destroying, he was stopped by Ye Qingxuan.
"it's useless."
Ye Qingxuan said lightly: "I am a revelation musician who can walk in unknowingly. If it is an illusion, then it must be a large-scale illusion with more than one fulcrum, and it is probably on us. If you destroy it rashly, it will trigger the subsequent Change will only make us sink deeper and deeper.”
After hearing what he said, everyone was silent for a while.
Firstly, I can't think of any better way, and secondly, when I hear this guy say that he is a revelation musician, there is always an indescribable feeling of dissonance.
"Then what can you do?" Barlow asked.
Ye Qingxuan pondered for a moment, then suddenly smiled and became serious:
"No."
“…”
In silence, the three of them tried hard to hold back a mouthful of blood. Barlow glared at him: "Then why are you pretending? You are a revelation musician and have led us into illusion. There is no way to do it." What’s the use of you!”
"Don't worry, I'm just joking to liven up the atmosphere."
Ye Qingxuan smiled and waved his hands: "But my advanced field in the Revelation School is the identification and interpretation of music theory, so I don't feel uncomfortable with breaking illusions. But don't worry..."
He changed the topic and took out a palm-sized velvet bag from his pocket. You can vaguely see something small and spherical in the bag. Ye Qingxuan grabbed the rope that tied the velvet bag and turned the velvet bag in the air several times, feeling indescribably relaxed and happy.
But as the velvet bag rotates, a faint chill and rotten odor spreads.
That's like actual malice.
"This is… "
Miller seemed to have remembered something and couldn't help but take a step back, his face pale: "Eye of Grudge, you made this kind of ghost thing?"
After hearing Miller's words, Samuel and Barlow suddenly changed their expressions and took a step back unconsciously, as if there was some terrible monster hidden in the bag.
In fact, strictly speaking, the Eye of Resentment is just a consumable material for singing.
It is versatile and can be added to any movement to add unique effects to the movement. As the name suggests, the Eye of Grudge is a petrified eyeball, the curse and scream of the dead from the underworld.
This piece of singing consumables can only be effective if used by the maker himself. Because the production process is too cruel and violates human ethics and morality, it has been boycotted and banned by the Holy City. How cruel is it? As long as you know that this thing first belonged to a black musician The results of the invention will be clear.
Its greatest function is not to break the illusion, but to use itself as a fulcrum to forcibly embed itself into the illusion, and through this fulcrum, it in turn pollutes the entire illusion.
Any illusion musician knows how troublesome it would be to allow an external fulcrum to insert into his illusion and stir up trouble.
"There's nothing you can do about it, you have to make up for your own weaknesses."
Ye Qingxuan didn't take it seriously. He reached out and took out a shriveled eyeball from his velvet bag and weighed it in his hand. In that shriveled eyeball, the pupils were still rotating, and when they looked at each other, they exuded a sense of actual malice and resentment.
Samu and the others thought of the bloody rituals recorded in the dossier and couldn't help but turn away and couldn't bear to look at it.
"By the way, what's the date today?"
Ye Qingxuan suddenly asked.
"September 3rd..."
Some people answered subconsciously, and stopped abruptly mid-sentence, as if covering their mouths. That voice was gentle and it was a woman.
Then, Ye Qingxuan laughed: "What's your name?"
"Rui... Bei... ugh!"
A difficult voice came, as if he was trying hard to resist Ye Qingxuan's questions, but couldn't help it. In the end, the voice was forcibly cut off.
"It seems there is more than one person."
Ye Qingxuan's smile became colder and colder, and he slowly raised the eyeball in his hand, but there was no eyeball in his hand, just a glass marble.
"Sorry, now that you have accepted the 'hint', you should understand what I can do to you next, right?"
He said calmly, "If possible, I don't want to torture girls. So, how about we each take a step back? You remove the illusion, and I will remove the hint. Otherwise, you can imagine the fate of Mr. Simon , you don’t want to develop gender cognitive impairment yourself, and you can only enter the men’s room in the future, right?”
The anger was suppressed in the painful groan, but Ye Qingxuan's expression suddenly froze, and he turned the glass bead in his hand.
Then, the woman's painful moans sounded again, as if she was enduring great pain, and she heard screams.
"Want to remove my hint? It seems that there is a telepathic musician among your companions..."
Ye Qingxuan raised his eyebrows: "I'm sorry, although I haven't learned other skills, but if you want to remove my hint, you will have to be as good as my 'teacher'."
Although he just used glass beads to attract other people's attention in a hurry and implanted hints and thoughts, Laura taught him step by step that the hint implantation could not be removed so easily.
It will take at least ten minutes.
During these ten minutes, he could use this glass bead as a medium to make waves in the mind of the illusionist lady...
Who made her so worried when she heard that Ye Qingxuan had the Eye of Grudge and stared at the thing in Ye Qingxuan's hand for a long time
"That's enough, Rebecca, your illusions can't stop them, let them in."
Another familiar voice sounded.
Ye Qingxuan smiled when he heard this: "Still an acquaintance? Mr. Colt, where are you singing?"
"You'll know for yourself when you see it."
With Colt's voice, the illusion dissipated and everything returned to normal.
In front of Ye Qingxuan, there is still a staircase, but there are only two or three short steps left. In just three steps, they walked for more than ten minutes.
And just under the steps is a huge palace.
There are only pillars supporting the dome in the empty hall. There is a door at the end of the hall. In front of the door, in addition to Colt, there are five figures that Ye Qingxuan looks familiar to.
That includes Colt.
There were also several musicians that Ye Qingxuan had seen that night, and among them, Rebecca from the Voodoo Crypt was looking at him coldly, her beautiful face full of anger and hatred.
Ye Qingxuan smiled slightly and threw the glass ball in his hand. The glass ball was caught by another female musician, it was Arianna. After a brief inspection, Arianna destroyed the glass bead, cutting off Ye Qingxuan's meaning and suggestion.
There were two other musicians who looked at them coldly, with etheric reactions hidden in their sleeves, as if they were waiting for an opportunity to take action.
Among them, Colt held a wooden stick, glanced at Ye Qingxuan, and just said:
"I didn't expect that it would be you who arrived here after us."
"It's not number one after all."
Ye Qingxuan smiled: "I guess you are not kind enough to stay here and wait for us. Let me guess, what difficulties did you encounter?"
"Again."
Colt turned sideways, revealing the door behind him: "Come here and see for yourself."
Behind him, several musicians who were ready to go were guarding the door, casting cold eyes. It didn't look like the phantom Ye Qingxuan came to check, but rather like he was waiting for him to walk into the siege.
Throw yourself into a trap.