Inside The Black Mist Chapter 5: Avengers (recommendation at the fifth watch)
The blow failed, and the communicator withdrew his belt.
Tianyang arched his body, lowered his center of gravity, and made a running posture.
The body just leaned forward, and the picture in the field of vision became blurred. Tunnels, walls, star pillars, everything, in the eyes of the young man, turned into a colorful brilliance.
When he stopped, what appeared in his field of vision was the back of the communicator!
On the face of the woman of the Dark People, the expression was dull. Just now, the boy on the opposite side disappeared. It was about to search Tianyang's body when suddenly its whole body shook.
A column of blood spurted out from the body under the cloak, and the blood congealed into the shape of a sword blade, which seemed to be due to the rules of some kind of power.
Pause for a moment, the force binding the blood dissipated, and the blood, which was as black as oil, fell to the ground.
A hand broke out from the communicator's chest in the gesture of palming a knife.
Tianyang's hand.
The young man who appeared behind the people of darkness broke the body of the communicator with one blow.
But the serious injury that fell on humans is not painful to the communicator. It poked out two clumps of whiskers and dug into the tunnel wall.
With a start, Xu Dai dragged himself out of Tianyang's hand. Those whiskers are like rubber, stretching infinitely, so that the communicator swings to the dome of the tunnel.
The body of that mysterious creature suddenly shrank toward one point, the flesh and tissue kept folding, and the density increased all the way. In the blink of an eye, the communicator appeared in a neat spherical posture.
The cloak on his body slipped off, using the beards on both sides as support points, and bounced like a projectile. The sphere sprayed out thick black mist halfway, and they covered the surface of the sphere, floating like flames.
Things like a black fireball blasted down at high speed, but Tianyang had already dodged it first, and the dark flame ball fell to the ground. The tunnel vibrated violently as if hit by a heavy artillery shell, the ground cracked in pieces, and the sand and rocks rushed up like a blowout were swept away by a circle of black gas flames, turning into black crystals and falling down.
The young man appeared next to the Star Pillar, Tian Yang stretched out his hand to caress the tree trunk, and his five fingers easily pressed into the hard crystal.
When it was lifted again, a large piece of star marrow crystal was pulled out. Under the influence of certain rules, these crystals were quickly spliced together to form a long crystal sword that connected with Tianyang's palm.
The young man pressed lightly with his palm and wiped it on the sword. Inside the crystal, tiny strands of hair gradually lit up.
When the ball of dark flames on the ground stretched out its whiskers again and swung itself upwards, the crystal long sword connected to Tianyang's palm was already glowing all over.
From a distance, the young man at this moment is like a galaxy in his palm!
The dark flame roars, fully charged, ejects and rushes!
Tian Yang raised his head slightly, his face was neither sad nor happy, it was so cold that it made one's heart palpitate.
The boy raised his sword, and the galaxy swayed.
A silvery light glows in the tunnel.
This light splits the tunnel in two.
It crossed the ball of dark mist, and the place it passed was the center of the dark ball, accurate to the millimeter unit!
Time seemed to be paused at this moment.
When the black mist on the surface of the dark ball was touched by the silver-white light, it spread up and down, revealing the sphere wrapped in black mist.
The silver thread slides across the sphere and sinks into the tunnel wall on the other side.
The sphere whose surface is harder than the alloy, as well as the human heart-like organ in the depths of the sphere, are like smooth cheese cut by iron wire, cracking silently.
The surface of the sphere immediately spurted out a circle of blood waves.
The organ at the center originally emitted an orange light. But at this time, the light was overflowing, like a candle flickering in a strong wind, it quickly extinguished.
That organ is the will cage of the communicator.
The prison of will is shattered, and the lives of the people of darkness have come to an end.
The disintegrated sphere fell to the ground and slid out for more than ten meters. The pitch-black blood dragged a thick ink-like trace on the tunnel floor.
At this time, the side was submerged into the wall by the silver thread, and there was still a dull roar. If you look in through the cracks in the wall, you can see that in the darkness in the wall, the silver light is still advancing like a tidal wave.
I don't know how far away, the energy that formed the silver light disappeared. In the future, if someone opens the foundation of the city, they will find a foundation fault that is a kilometer long near the tunnel!
The communicator's flesh is rotting, decomposing. After just a few seconds, there was only a black thing like mold remaining on the ground.
Crack, crack, pieces of crystal peeled off, fell to the ground, and scattered into powder.
In Tianyang's eyes, the stars are dim.
The energy rushing like a river in the body is slowly receding.
What receded at the same time was the external peripheral signal, which lightly touched the boy's nerves before returning to the main body.
Send a signal.
So Tianyang opened and closed his lips, and released the message carried by that signal in human language: "Sublimation...evolution...growth...my apostle..."
As soon as the last syllable came out of his mouth, the boy fell to the ground, like a puppet who had just finished performing.
I don't know how long it took, Tianyang groaned and woke up leisurely.
He sat up and shook his head to wake himself up.
Looking around, there are traces of destruction everywhere. The boy was surprised, completely unaware of what happened.
Thankfully, however, the communicator is gone. Those are the people of darkness with a third-level danger. They are still alive after bumping into this kind of thing, what a **** luck!
Wait!
Tianyang suddenly remembered that before his consciousness disappeared, he seemed to be injected with something by the communicator.
He quickly took off his protective clothing and checked carefully, but found that there was nothing unusual about him.
In addition to the back of the right hand, there is an extra pattern.
A fuzzy hand formed by black air flames holds a crescent-shaped sickle. On the edge of the sickle's blade, there is a symbol: Ⅰ!
What is this?
As soon as this thought came to mind, a cold, emotionless voice rang in the boy's ears: This is the rank crest of the avenger!
Tianyang was startled and looked around: "Who is it? Who is talking?"
No answer.
The Avengers? rank?
In thinking about these two key words, some information comes to mind.
Avenger class
Level 1: Assassin
Level Ability: Weakness Sensing, Immediate Killing
Ascension progress: 14%
Next rank: Obliterator
......
There is silence in the tunnel.
Like a sculpture, Tianyang stood beside the star pillar, motionless.
The young man's heart set off a stormy sea!
I...
Am I a sublimator?
Avenger class? There seems to be no such type in the existing ranks announced by the fortress?
Could it be a new class?
Sublimator...
Sublimator!
"Haha..."
The young man couldn't help but let out a loud laugh, but he quickly covered his mouth, Tianyang didn't want to provoke any mysterious things because of his laughter.
But he still couldn't help being ecstatic. After all, the identity of a sublimator represents too many things.
One of them, it will allow Tianyang to live a brand new life. Give my mother a better life and seek justice from Qin Wu, who has the status of a Shangmin.
The problems that plagued him in the past, before the word sublimator, everything is easily solved!