Lord of the Mysteries Chapter 76: A terrible song
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After hearing the words of Hanged Man, Klein suddenly froze in his heart. With a bad hunch, he did n’t go to persona, put down the lantern, and pulled out two sticky notes from his pocket, crumpled them up, and stuffed them in separately. Inside the left and right ears.
See Gehrman Sparrow without asking, just do it directly, Argel ca n’t help relaxed, it is really worry-free and trouble-free to cooperate with experienced guys in my heart, even if there are crazy titled adventurers, I can listen to reasonable words, Know what to do and what not to do.
He was about to throw a dead mouse with a little temperature in his hand to Hallucinatory Wind Bell Tree to attract the other party to catch it. Suddenly he saw the shrubs and weeds shaking next to him, and a yellow-skinned black tiger was drilled.
In the beautiful wind bell of ding dong, the tiger walked step by step toward the strange tree in front of it. It moved normally, its eyes were dull, and there was an indescribable sense of evil.
After seeing this, Argel dropped his arm and temporarily gave up the attempt to throw out the dead mouse, enduring a severe headache, calmly looks at that yellow-skinned black tiger was more and more anxious In the voice, I walked in front of Hallucinatory Wind Bell Tree.
It squatted down, raised its right paw, popped sharp nails, and scratched his neck.
The blood gurgled out, and the tiger seemed to lose its pain, and continued to pull its claws to make the wound deeper and longer. Then, it began to peel off its fur little by little, exposing its **** "naked" body.
The wind chimes gradually subsided, and the branches suddenly came to life, spreading downwards, and rooted into the tiger's body that had lost its fur protection, making it unbearable to look directly at.
The Argel, which has been prepared for a long time, immediately pulled out the short blade at the waist, opened his mouth, and screamed hoarsely:
"Impulse, impulse, impulse,
"Oh, the sea, blast gray and cold rocks!
"Impulse, impulse, impulse,
"Oh, the sea, crack at the foot of the rock!" (Note 1)
His singing is rough and bold, but he is completely out of tune, completely contrary to the normal cognition of human race and living creature, and comes with a noise-like roar of metal texture, full of annoying and disgusting people The power of headaches.
The branch of Hallucinatory Wind Bell Tree shivered at the same time, and simultaneously retracted backwards, seeming to curl up together, and the beautiful bell that rang out slightly diluted the terrible noise.
Although the Klein next to Argel blocked the ears with paper balls, and actively closed the spirituality, the blood vessels in the forehead jumped at this moment, and the urge to kill the singer wanted to destroy all eyes.
Also, his mind felt torn, and the muscles and blood vessels under his skin squirmed slightly.
Other people sing for money, Mister Hanged Man sing for death! Klein uses Tucao to fight against the inner irritability.
"Impulse! Impulse! Impulse!"
The burst of each word of Argel gradually moved closer to the sound of the waves hitting the reef, and the silver lightnings fell one after another, as if cheering after another.
Silver and white lighted up one after another. simultaneously hacked to the surface of Hallucinatory Wind Bell Tree. The bizarre tree shuddered uncontrollably. The twitching of its branches was stiff and chaotic, making it difficult to produce a neat hypnotic sound.
Argel seized the opportunity, dropped the dead mouse, and stretched out the short blade in his hand.
The sound of the wind rang, and an invisible sharp blade swooped past, chopped on the branch closest to the trunk at the top of Hallucinatory Wind Bell Tree.
crack!
The fist-sized, translucent fruit with no color dropped straight, was picked up by a strong wind, and flew into the palm of Argel. , Lost vitality.
Sure enough, as long as the correct information is collected and mastered in advance, the extraordinary plants with relatively low intelligence are better than animals of the same level ... Argel took out the prepared metal tube and collected the fruit of Hallucinatory Wind Bell Tree.
Then, he turned his head sideways and looked at Gehrman Sparrow:
"We continue ..."
His words were suddenly interrupted, and the phrase "forward" disappeared into his throat.
At this moment, he saw that Gehrman Sparrow ’s cold face was slightly twisted, and the white eyes next to the brown pupils were slightly reddish.
The spirit of Argel is tense, took a deep breath is slow, and the words just made are complete:
"We continue to move forward."
"Let's go." Gehrman Sparrow responded in a low voice, first bypassing the withered Hallucinatory Wind Bell Tree and heading deep into the Black Forest.
He did n’t get spirituality-rich materials such as bark and branches, because he will definitely encounter a lot of extraordinary creature in the future, and he has no so-called storage artifacts, of course, to reserve space for more valuable gains.
Besides, too much stuff is too heavy, which is obviously not conducive to the agility of Clown.
It ’s a pity that it ’s all lifeless material, without your own blood, you ca n’t get into 《Grossel's Travel Notes》 ... but you can bring them in with Secret Puppet, but this is very troublesome and not conducive to subsequent exploration ... Klein calmly sighs while calming down Emotions, freed from the residual influence of Hanged Man singing.
This is the most unpleasant and exciting song he has ever heard in his two life!
If Hanged Man lasts another one or two minutes, he ca n’t guarantee that he can still control the urge to beat the opponent.
By blocking the ears and converging spirituality with paper **** alone, it can only weaken the impact, and it ca n’t really be isolated ... Even the deaf can hear it. This includes "communication" at the spirituality level ... this should be Ocean Singer's most difficult defense ability, plus the "lightning strike" that can't be avoided once it appears, can only be avoided in advance, this Sequence Five is also quite strong ... However, the singing feeling of Mister Hanged Man is completely different from the elven singer Shatas Not the same ... Klein had some doubts while summarizing and analyzing the experience just now.
At this time, the Argel walking next to him with the Lantern ca n’t help but consider a question:
"Even Gehrman Sparrow ca n’t bear my singing for a long time, how can I play‘ Ocean Singer ’......”
In the silent atmosphere, the two quickly moved forward among the thick trees covered with snake scales, and moved towards the ancient ruins.
With Mariner on the side, Klein saves the dowsing rod's energy in finding the way and concentrates on guarding against the sudden attacks that may appear around it.
Under the dark and silent environment with a feeling of horror, the two of them did not know how long they had traveled, and found that the trees in the Black Forest began to gradually thin out regularly.
This is not the same situation they had when they met the half God level winged snake. There is a sparse tree, which is very abrupt. This is progressive. It gives the illusion of leaving the Black Forest.
"Walk through this area and you will reach the edge of the ancient ruins." Argel broke the silence and said.
He paused, seemingly added at will:
"According to my experience, the closer it is to the more dangerous it is, the half God grade extraordinary creature traces I found before are all found near here. However, it is very strange that the edge of the ancient ruins has no extraordinary creature activity at all. Under the clue, as far as it is deep, I do n’t know. "
The high probability is that there is a more terrifying existence in the ancient ruins, and that area is its "territory", so other living creature dare not come close ... Klein muttered in his heart.
He has a hunch about the danger level of this exploration. He also made the corresponding divination in above the grey mist beforehand. The enlightenment is that there are twists and turns, there are problems, but it is possible to leave safely.
After Hanged Man finished speaking, Klein chuckled a little:
"You should be able to know what my guess is."
He didn't say much and entered the sparse area of overgrown trees.
Argel walked silently next to it, and increasingly believed that his judgment on Gehrman Sparrow was correct:
Calm and crazy!
A few tens of meters forward, they suddenly saw a pair of blue eyes at the end of the lantern.
It was a black baboon crouching on the branches of trees. Its hair curled up naturally, and its head grew out of black crystals. These crystals grew up and irregularly clustered into a strange crown. .
As soon as I saw the black baboon, Klein and Argel had the urge to lower their heads at the same time. They did n’t seem to dare to look at each other directly, only that it was ruler in this forest, which was their own lord.
Lord ... Argel relied on the severe headache caused by the "Spirit Whip" ring to get rid of the impact, and hurried to the left, trying to give way to the front, leaving this unknown variety of extraordinary creature to Gehrman Sparrow.
This is their previous agreement.
However, he clearly walked to the left, but in the end he became walking forward, and his legs limped, as if he suddenly needed a cane.
Unconsciously, Argel pulled out the short blade, and let the sharp wind blades rush to the black hairy baboon.
At this moment, the baboon grinned and smiled.
The wind blade in the air suddenly changed direction, or drifted to the left, or floated to the right, or floated upward, or sinked, perfectly avoiding the target.
Klein saw this scene and gave up the plan of approaching with normal methods. The left palm gloves became transparent and the body became invisible.
Argel stopped the stressful action and saw the figure of Gehrman Sparrow wearing half-height silk top hat suddenly appearing behind the black hairy baboon, the distance between the two sides is less than 5 meters.
Then, the black hairy baboon's body was horribly stiff, as if he had lost most of his control, and he even raised his palm hard, half digging into his eyes and half trying to twist something.
And while Gehrman Sparrow was slow, he lifted the iron-black revolver held in his right hand and aimed at its head with a deep dark muzzle.
Then the crazy adventurer pulled the trigger with little expression.
Note 1: Excerpt from Tennyson's "Impulse, Impulse, Impulse"