"You have to stay..."
Before the boy could finish speaking, Casper roared furiously.
It was the first time that Ye Qingxuan saw Casper so furious that he escaped from Torre's control - as if he sensed some huge crisis.
The roar of the beast echoed throughout Auschwitz.
Immediately afterwards, countless beastly maws suddenly covered the young man.
Casper suddenly rushed forward, his body expanded crazily in mid-air, and he faintly escaped the restrictions of the "humanity seal", devouring the animal nature in his consciousness, and forcibly evolved into the prototype of a three-headed dog.
This is an out-and-out fusion of bestiality. In an instant, dozens of phantom beast species are integrated into his body, each of which is a huge phantom beast that remains from the "animal inheritance".
In just an instant, he transformed into a half-man, half-animal, with blazing fire burning all over his body and the poison spreading.
It seemed that he did not expect that the other party would attack directly after a disagreement. The young man was stunned for a moment, looked at Casper flying in mid-air, then stretched out his hand, put it on Casper's forehead, and pressed it suddenly!
boom!
The earth trembled.
It was like a meteor falling from the sky and hitting Casper on the head in an instant. Casper was smashed into the ground by the young man's palm. The huge roar spread to all directions, and the ground that shook at that moment was almost blinding.
Dust flew up and froze in the air.
With just his own strength, the young man suppressed Casper in a violent state. Invisible power extended from his hands, freezing the air and forming twisted shackles.
In the shackles, Casper struggled wildly, unable to move.
Ye Qingxuan was covered in cold sweat.
He is familiar with this power, he is too familiar with it...
"I told you, you have to stay."
The young man raised his head, as if molten gold was boiling in his eyes: "No one can leave."
This feeling is right...
"Longwei..."
Ye Qingxuan murmured softly.
This is the unique "dragon power" of phantom beasts that can be called "dragons". It interferes with reality with will - attaching thoughts to the ether, condensing them into substance, and turning them into invisible and qualitative power.
That power can be turned into a bone-cutting steel knife, which can completely cut a person into pieces in an instant. It can also be attached to the body, strengthening the person's body to an incredible degree.
It is said that when it reaches its limit, it can turn into wind, clouds, fire, thunder and lightning!
But in the hands of this young man, he was so skilled that he could command like an arm, and the power of the dragon was strong enough to suppress Casper's explosion in a hurry. Ye Qingxuan had never heard of it.
At the same time, behind them, on the broken position in the distance, the aura of the abyss rose into the sky.
Blood and fire burn.
In the melodious and desolate songs, the skeleton brides danced with the desperate grooms, hugging their partners tenderly, immersing each other in the burning river of blood.
In the midst of the chaos, the frantic musicians made up their minds to fight and surround them at all costs.
"Cave of Annihilation", "Beast Catalysis", "Mimetic Illusion", "Eye of the Self-Destructor"... there are endless weird music and alchemy equipment. Unfortunately, no matter what kind of power, it changes in front of the hooded musician. Become a joke.
Even if the visitor is clearly only at the resonance level.
With one hand, he grabbed the Cave of Annihilation that dropped from the sky, and then his figure suddenly disappeared, appearing strangely in another direction. He lightly took away the "eye" that exuded a strange glow, swallowed it in his belly, and suppressed it. , and then, an arm grew out of the shoulder, beating a gentle beat, but the beat cut into a changing movement, forcibly causing a backlash from the music theory, causing the musician to swell and turn into fly ash in an instant.
It was as if he had predicted in advance what would happen next.
Just relying on the position coverage of the "Blood Danube" and several strange movements, the hooded musician was able to crisscross the power that could completely destroy him in an instant, defeating each one, and toying with everyone's bulge with skill beyond imagination. among.
As a result, the musicians one after another sank into the river of blood, swallowed up by the skeleton seal, waiting for transformation.
"Is that all you have?"
The hooded musician chuckled: "I was originally expecting the elites of each school to come up with some new tricks, but why do they keep playing the same old tricks? It's no different from what I learned when I changed my identity and entered your school under my own name. ah… "
"Really? Then come and try this!"
Behind him, a voice sounded.
He was a dark-skinned young man with dreadlocks on his head and various strange tattoos carved all over his body. Under the tattoos, there were layers of musical notes flowing.
Like a phantom, he walked quickly across the blood river, breaking through the air and setting off a layer of pale air waves. Then, with the sudden movement of his left foot, the frantic speed penetrated into the blood river under his feet, setting off a wave of white air. A frenzied wave.
But the power merged into his body with this blow, piercing his waist, walking across his body, and moving forward along his shoulders. The muscles all over his body rippled like water waves, as if they came alive and expanded three times in an instant. He almost turned into a giant at that moment.
Immediately afterwards, the force that was enough to break down the city wall merged into his fist and smashed forward!
In an instant, the fist broke through the air again, setting off layers of air waves, even exceeding the speed of sound. Before the music changed, it penetrated layers of shields, smashed layers of defenses, and struck the hood. Musician's shoulders.
Bang!
The hooded musician's shoulders and half of his chest were blown to pieces, and his body flew out, but in mid-air he recovered to his original shape without any problems, floating to the ground with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
"The move just now is a bit like the Eastern martial arts technique of 'Limen elbow', but the speed and power..." He stared at the young musician and murmured to himself: "With a human body, it has long been possible to reach such a speed. Have you become angry? Hey, young man, tell me your name."
"Paul Bunyan."
The young musician with dreadlocks twisted his neck, and the joints made a snapping sound as the muscles all over his body abnormally changed into a dark color.
"Psalm Strengthening?"
The hooded musician recognized the power in his body and immediately shook his head: "No, there is also the strengthening of the transformation school, that's it! Combined with the music theory of the chant system, he used the power of the transformation school to transform his body, making his physical quality almost Unlimited improvement...is it inspired by the corrupt transformation of the black musician?"
He applauded with joy: "Have new theories and advancements been born in just a few decades? It's really amazing and refreshing. I didn't expect that the fragile human body itself can be strengthened to such an extent, which is already not inferior. Yu, no, it’s already far beyond steel! If we hadn’t appeared, you would definitely be able to shine in this trial! You might even become a new generation of powerful musicians!”
"Even if you show up, it will be the same!"
Paul Bunyan's figure suddenly flashed, and his body came like a thunderbolt. In an instant, he seemed to have grown three heads and six arms, and his fists blasted forward like a violent storm. Each time it smashes through the air, causing a loud bang like an explosion.
Thunder is heard in the sky!
This is the strength and fist that have been strengthened to the extreme. It can solve all problems head-on and brutally. The shields, walls, and everything in front of it will be destroyed without mercy!
During the battle, Paul Bunyan's blood had completely reached boiling point, and strands of blood spurted out from his pores, like a burning flame.
In an instant, the hooded musician was beaten into a ball of mud, but the mud was immediately reborn, as if it had endless vitality. But at this moment, in front of Paul Bunyan, he had no power to fight back.
"…Has the…weakness…been found?"
"Sure enough, you are at the end of your strength!"
Paul Bunyan laughed: "Colt is indeed right. If you are fighting so many musicians head-on, your strength will be exhausted! As long as you restrain your changes with speed, you will have no power to fight back!"
"Ke... Erte... Well, he must be the elite from Yantie Academy. Unexpectedly, he was spotted..."
Amid the storm-like blows, sounds could still be heard from the ever-changing mud, and there was even a sneer of laughter: "But where is the Colt you talked about now?"
Paul Bunyan was stunned, and turned around, only to find that there were only a few figures left behind him. Colt, who was originally directing from the center, had disappeared without a trace, no, he had run away!
"Being distracted during battle... is a big no-no."
At that moment, the hooded musician's voice rang in his ears, and immediately his vision went dark.
It was as if a battering ram hit the back of his head, causing his body to fly backwards and smashing a wall. Immediately, he got up and looked over blankly.
In place, the hooded musician had already recovered. Under the broken cuffs, the palm of his hand kept changing, becoming as black as iron and as cold as silver. In the end, it seemed to have turned into a black-purple crystal.
"How is it possible..." Paul Bunyan almost choked.
How could he fail to see that the method used by the hooded musician seemed to be the core music theory of his school - Immortal Refining!
Sublimate the fragile body into stronger gold and iron, and finally reach the realm of immortality.
"Is it surprising?"
The hooded musician laughed: "Is this something surprising? You'll understand it naturally if you see it more."
The next moment, Paul Bunyan became furious.
Because the enemy's figure is coming towards you!
…
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In the darkness, Colt was running.
His footsteps were silent and his figure was invisible. In the huge Auschwitz, he was keenly aware of the existence of many black musicians and demons. He often brushed against the edge of their sensing and quietly passed through many battles without anyone noticing.
Soon, he sneaked into the periphery of the mine and hid in a half-collapsed building. He carefully held his breath and stared at the monsters wandering around the mine in the distance.