Silent Crown Chapter 165: There is a palm technique that descends from the sky
The hand of ashes was wrapped in a terrifying melody, exuding a dead gray etheric breath, wherever it passed, the walls were weathered and mottled, the floor was full of cracks, and the sound of the wind was cracking.
Everything was'destroyed' by this hand in an instant!
——things are distorted!
Everyone's faces turned pale.
This is the ultimate power that resonance-level musicians dream of, and the terrifying prestige that is only one step away from the ‘scepter’. But the breath radiated by just one hand has reached this level, so what kind of monster is its body? !
With red eyes, he watched the palm of his hand lifted up high, clenched into a fist, and then slammed it down at him!
Like the sky is falling...
This is his only thought.
Hey!
A puddle of meat spurted out from under the black hand and fell on the face of the musician nearby, causing a scream of exclamation.
The huge palm swept across the narrow room, entangled in layers of black air, holding several musicians in his hands, and then retracted back to the whirlpool.
A sorrowful cry came from the silent whirlpool, a cry of fear of falling into hell.
Immediately afterwards, there was a sound of chewing that made the scalp numb, and there was no more sound.
The **** vortex still rotates, the hand has disappeared, the dog is also gone, but there is still no blood on the faces of all the survivors.
Just one hand, in an instant, they reduced their number by more than half!
Even the mysterious red eyes died? !
Some people trembled and wanted to escape quietly.
"Don't mess around, first stabilize the blood!"
The robin's voice sounded.
The man with the weird mask on his head replaced the blood eye and stood at the core position: "The royal musicians are about to come in, and the top priority now is to solidify the blood path...
Red eyes, are you still alive? Give me a good job while I'm alive. "
"Recovering..."
Beside the Robin. It was the remains of the red eye that was smashed into meat sauce, and the remains had become a pile of shredded meat.
But in the rotten meat, half of the remaining head opened the only red eye pupil. The sigh was hoarse: "This body is no longer usable.
Unfortunately, it took three years. I'm used to a lot..."
In the same place, the rotten meat burned for nothing, and it burned away with the aura of destruction in it. The red-eyed half of the head floated in the air, glanced at the rare and weird musicians, and gave lightly:
"Let’s start, time is running out. Based on the ninth movement of "The Callix Tinus File", a symphony performance."
The musicians swallowed and spit, forcibly calming their minds. Do what you say.
The ether made waves again. Amid the sharp chants and melody, the blood path vortex began to slowly collapse, releasing a dazzling light, transforming from an ethereal state to the material interface.
But the screams abruptly sounded from among the musicians.
The musician in the front suddenly stopped singing, rolling around in pain, and clearly stopped singing, but his voice still continued.
In the midst of the frantic singing, his body shrivelled little by little, and all the essence and flesh were drawn out. Into the collapsed vortex.
The second, third, fourth... the musicians were horrified and horrified. Wanting to break away from the resonance between each other, but found that he was already deep in the mud.
Even if they want to stop, the melody and etheric turmoil in their bodies urges and ravages their bodies, forcing them to burn all their lives, and push this demonic hymn to the highest peak!
'Blood blowing breath'!
This is a technique once used by the Rainmaker, but at this moment it has become a trap hidden in the music score. Except for the robin and the red eyes, all the musicians are drawn into empty shells one by one. .
A little bit of light flew out from the five senses of the empty shell and gathered in front of the red eyes. Turned into a leather-made ancient book, on which layers of scriptures are depicted in blood. All is how to use life and blood to arrange rituals to please the gods. Ways to exchange rewards.
——"Kalix Tinus Dossier"!
This is a copy of the lives of sixteen musicians.
The Robin turned his head and glanced with red eyes, his eyes didn't seem to be angry, but they were cold and cold: "After all, they are my men. You killed them so arbitrarily, don't you worry that I will be angry?"
"Anyway, it's a group of consumables, I know too much. Even if I don't do it, you will clean it up? If I let me come, at least it can be used as waste."
Crimson Eyes didn't care, just looking at him with the remaining eyes: "Besides, my two brothers also died because of you. You owe me this."
"You better not ask for more."
The Robin retracted his gaze and looked up at the whirlpool in the sky. The whirlpool had condensed into a fist-sized light, slowly falling towards him.
This is the ‘Blood Road Sign’ created at the cost of the entire Avalon’s quagmire war. From then on, he can use this to open the blood path and enter the kingdom of darkness at any time.
Under the mask, he smiled faintly, and reached out his hand to catch the cloud of blood.
But in an instant, his body shook, and his eyes burst into hideousness:
"Who is there!?"
Behind him, there was a cold laugh.
"Thank you."
That was the husky whisper of the professor.
The alchemy equipment under Robin's robe was all activated, forming a layered shield effect. Then, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the blood in the sky.
The red eyes made a decisive decision, spraying out a circle of spreading ripples, and the cruel green ripples spread in all directions. As the ripples swept across, there was a black shadow flying by in the empty place.
The trail was exposed, but the professor didn't hesitate, but accelerated his speed, rushed to the direction of the beacon, stretched out his left hand, and grabbed the round of blood.
The prepared right hand was lifted from the sleeve, and the silver flute at the fingertips pointed in the direction of the two.
"I have a gift for you."
The music score sealed in the silver flute was awakened, and the icy melody suddenly burst out of the void, bringing a cold winter frenzy in an instant.
A change faction?
The red-eyed eyes moved, the dossier in front of him unfolded, and the hymn rang out of thin air. The wall of bones suddenly rose from the ground, blocking the overwhelming cold wave.
But the cold wave passed through the wall like a phantom. Swept towards the red eyes and robin with only the head left!
No, it's not the change faction-this is the evolution of the illusion faction!
The red eyes felt an instant, but immediately afterwards. He was swallowed by the hallucinatory rhythm.
This is a trap specially crafted by the professor for them!
In an instant, layer after layer of frost and snow surrounded him-weathercock, river of frozen tears, bodhi, looking back, ghost fire, spring dream, loneliness, road sign, hotel...
A lot of flawless ‘images’ flooded into his mind. Occupy his mind.
Or the cold wind, or the icy river, or the frosty bodhi, or the gloomy ghost fire, followed by a lovely and gentle spring dream, solitary loneliness...
In an instant, his will was torn apart, and he was involuntarily engulfed by this weird illusion.
This is the movement "Winter Journey" created by the saint Schubert of the illusion school. In the winter, a long journey like a dream!
The lethality of this movement is not strong, but even the strongest musicians, once they fall into it, they will be instantly trapped to death by twenty-four cages, unable to break free.
The red eyes were trapped in the illusion cage for an instant, but they bought a chance for the robin.
The shields all around the robin burst, blocking the cold wave for a moment, and then, a dark robin flew out of his pocket.
Eudemons replaces his master. Withstood the invasion of the illusion.
The flying bird collapsed in an instant, because the shards of consciousness contained in it were killed by the illusion, but the robin was completely fine. Saved from the long-awaited killer move the professor had prepared!
No one thought that Robin turned out to be a musician of the summoning faction!
Immediately afterwards, the robin's fingers floated like a glowing light, flying towards the surrounding corpses. .
The glow of fireflies penetrated into the nose and mouth of the corpse, and the corpse suddenly swelled, and a fiery fire glowed under the skin, as if the flesh and blood had been ignited.
In an instant, the corpse was only left with an empty skin, and a wave of fireflies that grew thousands of times rushed out of their facial features. Pounce on the professor.
They are thousands of phosphorous insects, harmless to all dead things. But for flesh and blood, it is a deadly natural enemy!
The professor's movements remain the same. He rushed straight to the beacon, ignoring the flood of phosphorous fire worms coming over,
In an instant, the tide of fireflies raged, the loud noise spread, and the bright light danced, and a burning figure passed through it.
He actually endured the torture of those fireflies abruptly, and with his demon blood, he resisted the erosion of phosphorous fire!
At the cost of heavy damage, his palm is a ray of blood and light!
I miscalculated!
A flash of consternation flashed in Robin's eyes, and he immediately became vicious, enduring heartache, and dropped the ring on his index finger, and threw it into the air.
Since you want to resist, let’s try if you can resist this!
The ring inlaid with a red gem flew towards the professor. On the ring, the red gem shattered silently and turned into powder.
In the glittering light of the spar powder flying, there is an eye looming!
A glimpse!
Endless malice and madness permeated from that eye, almost condensed into substance.
The professor's body shook, as if by thunder, his body suddenly stopped unreasonably, and withdrew and retreated!
Under the gaze of that ‘eye’, the professor’s palm was broken every inch and twisted into a mass of mud. The whole person was infested by the aura of gray and ruined, faltering.
Shields are useless, defenses are useless, guards are useless...
Under this eye pupil, all precautions are meaningless.
Even if the professor withdrew in time, the whole person was almost wiped out!
If it weren't for him to be a strong man in the mentality and illusion faction, I am afraid that at this moment, he has completely turned into a lunatic, a mad believer with that one eye...
"The Eye of the Cthulhu!"
The professor rolled to the ground, and his handle cut off his left shoulder. The twisted arm fell on the ground, and it squirmed like a living thing, walking around everywhere, and had been demonized into the family of the evil god. !
In the hands of Robin, there is an eye pupil gifted by the "Cthulhu Hundred Eyes"?
That is a quick glance cast by the gods who have exhausted all the evils and sins in the world, and it is enough to completely defeat the mortals of flesh and blood!
In an instant, the outcome was reversed.
"This is a precaution for an uninvited guest like you! How do you feel?! Mr. Moriarty!"
The robin laughed hoarsely and looked down at the professor who fell to the ground in the distance.
He stretched out his hand to cover the slowly falling blood light in the air, and looked at the beacon he was about to start, his laughter was also distorted with excitement~IndoMTL.com~ Let you try your best, my things are still mine !
——No one can steal it!
"Wow, smile so happy! Is something good happened?"
In the darkness, the boy's hoarse voice sounded.
Boom!
The entire final test room suddenly shook, as if a giant smashed it down with a hammer. The air pressure changed drastically, causing a violent wind to roll in all directions.
In an instant, sighing and shaking completely shattered the entire dome, and heavy rubble screamed and fell from the air.
In the midst of the flying rocks, the frenzied transformed body continuously rushed out of the darkness, neighing and rushing towards the robin.
Immediately afterwards, the vengeful spirit fell from the sky and fell straight to the scarlet beacon!
"The good stuff is mine!" (to be continued)