It was like a moment when the whole chest vibrated.
My lungs are twitching, swelling, and trembling uncontrollably...
The moment Ye Qingxuan's palm pressed against him, Edmund's chest suddenly swelled up, and his chest expanded to its limit as if full of air. The scream in his mouth stopped suddenly, and the notes that were about to blurt out were strangled in his throat.
He covered his throat in shock, feeling briefly suffocated.
The "frost ray" that was about to be released was interrupted, and his face suddenly changed from excited red to pale, so white that no blood could be seen.
The backlash from the ether caused him to instantly lose all ability to resist.
At this moment, there was an eerie silence inside and outside the stadium.
…
In the shadows, Dominic laughed softly, "It is indeed the standard procedure for capturing musicians in close combat... - Note·Qi."
The "notes and Qi" that were originally just blowing up the breeze directly acted on the lungs through the muscles and bones of the chest. The effect is already negligible after layers of isolation. It is just a close resonance in the lungs that were originally filled with air.
It feels... like a punch punching into the lungs, right
Application: Air cavity resonance!
This is a typical application of the forbidden faction, directly interrupting people's breathing and speech. If the effect increases, it is not impossible to burst the lungs directly from the inside.
From this to the end, there is the "1812 Grand Overture", the score of the saint Tchaikovsky: its first movement can even directly cause a vacuum implosion on the battlefield.
Everyone within a thousand miles radius will be in a desperate and silent hell, with only countless creatures being burst by their own pressure, making explosions one after another.
If it's just here, there should be a better choice, right
"Why not use 'flow'?"
Dominic murmured dissatisfiedly and clenched his fists: "Just press his heart and pronounce that syllable. There will be a 'bang' sound, like stepping on a urine bubble, and the enemy will fall down bleeding... Too young, too young, or, too soft-hearted?”
He stared at Ye Qingxuan's back and shook his head slowly: "This doesn't look like a wolf cub."
…
In the silence, Edmund turned pale and fell to his knees, breathing hard.
It took a long time to finally find the feeling of breathing, but tears were flowing out from all the features, and he looked as embarrassed as a wild dog.
He knelt on the ground and raised his face with tears streaming down his face with difficulty, but his eyes were fierce and ferocious: "You think, you, you will win now? You, you bitch!"
Ye Qingxuan frowned and his expression quickly changed.
Just now he wanted to lift his foot and kick this guy out of the circle completely. But it was only now that he suddenly realized that his legs were too weak to stand up.
It's like taking root.
"Hahaha, did you find it?"
On the ground, the embarrassed Edmund burst out laughing. He raised his sleeves and wiped the tears and snot from his face: "How could I not be prepared for you to attack me personally? A bastard is a bastard. He doesn't even know how to guard against alchemy equipment... "
He climbed up from the ground with difficulty, staggered back, grinned evilly, and opened his collar. Under the collar, there was a golden collar button.
On the buttons with luxurious patterns, rubies silently released their sparkle.
There is no doubt that this is a piece of alchemy equipment... the simplest kind. Only five of the simplest runes are superimposed on it: Shackles! shackles! shackles! shackles! shackles!
As long as a secret word is activated, it will instantly release five musical notes, shackling people who are within a certain range to the ground, making it difficult to move.
Now, Ye Qingxuan was unable to move.
In the distance, Edmund, who was slowly retreating, finally stopped. He took out his handkerchief and wiped the tears and snot from his face, his eyes filled with murderous intent: "You forced me to do this."
"No one forced you."
Ye Qingxuan looked at him coldly: "From the beginning to the end, it was you who was unhappy with yourself."
Edmund's expression changed, and his ferocity was revealed: "It's a pity that I can't tear off your rotten mouth. The untouchables will never learn how to show respect to the Blood of Glory. But it doesn't matter, you can still speak to your heart's content now... "
He paused and raised his right hand: "Anyway, after a while, you will never have a chance to speak again."
On the index finger, a ring set with black amber shined brightly under the light of the torch.
It reflects cold and sharp light.
"Dragon Breath Ring!"
Outside the court, Charles's expression changed instantly: "How could they go on the field with such a thing!"
If other defensive alchemy equipment and energy potions are just to prevent accidents in the duel, then this kind of thing is really going to kill people.
Just seeing the appearance of this piece of equipment, he instantly understood what it was.
A hundred years ago, Asgard's mysterious alchemist Elric donated a batch of alchemical equipment made by him to their emperor to arm the emperor's imperial guard, the Wild Hunt.
This batch of alchemical equipment includes thirty identical rings. The emperor ordered someone to carve a two-headed falcon on black amber and reward it to his loyalists.
The thirty rings are engraved with the third movement of the "Nibelungenlied". This movement records the violent journey of the "natural disaster black dragon Nighold" and also records its power.
Under the full force of a resonance-level musician, he can release enough dragon breath to burn down a village. Even if an apprentice holds it, he can communicate with the ether and turn it into a burning light of financial iron.
It was endless light and heat, the fire of disaster spewed out by the black dragon. The Alchemist created it in the image of Destruction, casting eternal damnation on its enemies.
In front of it, even a complete set of knight's heavy armor can only be melted into iron juice.
"Yi Zi, give in quickly!"
Ciel yelled: "Admit defeat!"
But the sound inside the venue was cut off at some point. His voice echoed outside, but he couldn't get in. Charles was stunned for a moment, then looked back at the referee:
"Hey, stop, let's admit defeat..."
No one responded.
Brian looked down at his nails, as if he didn't hear anything.
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"Hey, they seem to be asking you to admit defeat."
In the court, Edmund sneered: "How about giving you one last chance? Kneel down and apologize for what you did. I will let you go."
"When did you think I would give up? After taking out that 'Dragon Breath Ring'?"
Ye Qingxuan stared at the ring on his fingertip: "Listen, Edmund, if I were you, I wouldn't do that. You can't control that thing..."
"Hahaha, are you scared?" Edmund laughed: "It's so rare that I can see you scared! Unfortunately, I have something to tell you..."
He grinned ferociously and clenched his fists. On the dragon's breath ring, there was a faint fire brewing in the black amber: "—You missed your last chance!"
He chanted secret words under his breath. In the ring, the fire dancing in the black amber became more and more ferocious, and the flames could be vaguely seen turning into a dragon's head, roaring silently.
Terrifying heat spread from his fingertips. Even if he tried to control the power, Edmund's eyebrows and hair also curled under the heat.
Right in front of the ring, the air twisted into a ring, and in the ring, there was a faint fire of destruction brewing.
While Edmund was under concentrated control, the boy's hoarse voice suddenly sounded.
"Actually, I also have something to tell you."
He was startled, looked up, and saw Ye Qingxuan reaching into his pocket, clenching his fists, as if he had taken out something:
Under Edmund's stunned eyes, the young man slowly opened his palm and pulled out a glass bottle the size of a knuckle. The glass bottle had been broken into pieces, and the silver fluid flowed out silently, suspended in mid-air, and gradually merged into the flash of ether.
"—note instant, I can do it too."
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In the frenzied ripples of the ether, the mercury on his palm rolled like a boil and disappeared with a hiss. The silver light coming from nowhere illuminated the faces of the two people.
It also turned Edmund's face white.
He glared at Ye Qingxuan and chanted the secret activation words in his mouth. He was already planning to eat a note and completely burn Ye Qingxuan to ashes!
Opposite him, a crisp sound suddenly came out.
It was like the sound of the second hand jumping on the dial.
In Ye Qingxuan's hand, the pocket watch decorated with two intertwined snakes lit up silently. Ye Qingxuan softly recited the secret words: "All things are dim, only the tree of life is evergreen."
At that moment, an inexplicable glow lit up from his eyes.
As if he was suddenly pulled out of the human body, his perspective was rapidly rising, overlooking this "narrow" space, as if he were looking down at the palm of his hand.
Is this the power of this pocket watch? It did not strengthen himself, but the connection between him and the ether instantly became extremely tight. Now, the ether is an extension of him. Even the smallest change is reflected in his heart.
He could smell the decaying wind blowing behind the underground palace gate, he could see the sweat slowly seeping out on Bai Xi's cheeks, and he could touch the ferocious face of the snake-man statue.
He heard the sound of everyone breathing, like the rising and falling wind in the tomb.
It was like going back to that night.
He closed his eyes, and the flowing note reappeared in his mind. The ever-changing notes run through his will, but they are like a river, reflecting the reflection of his will.
When he sensed the runes, the runes also sensed him.
This is a closer connection than ever before.
This is the so-called state of instantaneous release of notes, right
He opened his eyes, recited the syllables, and guided the ether that was ready to go forward to gather forward. In an instant, the light of mercury integrated into the ether lit up again from all directions.
The sound of ice cracking came from the void, which was the sound of countless ethers colliding, changing, and finally turning into crystals. Those crystals quickly emerged in the void. They combined and expanded with each other, turning into real and solid forms.
With the shining silver light of metal, they formed a real and true form in the young man's memory.
In the end, with a soft sound of metal trembling, the last fragment fell on its place, and the huge matrix appeared in the world again.
Outside the venue, everyone held their breath and there was silence.
"What is this?"
Someone whispered softly.