Silent Crown Chapter 248: The bizarre adventure of revenge against evil spirits
"Eight or nine are not separated from ten."
Lola seemed to see through his mind and chuckled: "Then do business."
In an instant, Ye Qingxuan's mind was dizzy, a strange auditory hallucination heard in his ears, and the vague numbness spread on his body. This is a sign that external forces have controlled one's body.
His eyes went black and lighted up again, and there seemed to be a moonlight in his eyes.
"How about? Do my eyes work well?" Lola asked.
"So-so."
Ye Qingxuan's mouth is stiff, and he looks around, frowning slowly.
Just under the hole of those eyes, the blood-covered walls, the ground, and those withered corpses all showed layers of twisted notes.
The parasite-like wriggling notes have lost control and support, and are slowly dissipating. I can vaguely see the original huge scale-countless black notes penetrated the poor victims, connecting them together like iron chains, forming a huge ceremony.
is right in the center of the ceremony, in the center of dozens of layers of concentric circles, there is an incomparably weird badge engraved: a huge eye pupil contains dozens of small compound eyes, which seem to be wandering and swallowing each other. , With Sen Leng's malice.
——The eye in the eye.
"It looks right, Laura."
Ye Qingxuan squatted down and looked at the badge of the Hundred Eyes: "The people in the House and the believers of the Hundred Eyes have colluded with each other and have begun to find a way to open the passage."
Lola was silent, and after a long time, she sighed softly.
"No, maybe... worse than this." She said, "They also have a beacon in their hands. They have just passed this ceremony and have sent a group of people into the shadow of Avalon."
"Road mark?"
At that moment, Ye Qingxuan felt a heat in his arms, and the blood-colored conch faintly vibrated, glowing with a gleam.
There was singing in the conch, and the singing seemed to come from thousands of miles away, lingering in people's ears. Extraordinarily ethereal, but clearly audible.
"...The emperor and his accomplices took the queen abducted and imprisoned her in a dream..."
"Lola, do you hear the singing?"
"What singing voice?"
Laura noticed something wrong. Suddenly he was astonished: "The ceremony still has residual power. Be careful not to respond to Avalon's call."
"...you said it was late."
Ye Qingxuan lowered his head and smiled bitterly: "This thing seems to be automatic."
is in his hand. The Scarlet Conch was getting hotter and hotter, and a faintly distorted firelight lit up, spontaneously responding to the singing. The singing came closer, but Lola's voice quickly became distant.
The connection was blurry quickly and became intermittent, and only the noisy wrong sound could be heard.
In the silence, thick fog swept over him like a sea tide, engulfing him, and there was only a blurry whiteness around him, hiding something indistinctly. But I can't see clearly.
and right in the beacon, the fire light became brighter and clearer, dispelling the mist, allowing him to see the **** river under his feet.
blood path.
Originally, Lola gave him the beacon to allow him to hone the foundation of the psychic faction through those nightmares, and it is also an exceptionally good augmentation item that can have different augmentation effects on the movement of each faction.
It's just that he didn't expect that he would be pulled in here again because of this.
"Huh? Why do you want to say it again?"
Ye Qingxuan talked to herself, and couldn't help but say bad things.**: Is it really bad luck to get pulled here so many times in a row? !
The dream of the guys in the House is for myself. But it was too late to hide.
As things are now, there is obviously no way out.
Fortunately, the connection between myself and Laura has not been completely broken. After all, she drew so much blood from herself, when necessary. Able to use the Dao Mark as a hub to co-tune and borrow part of her power.
Today is the full moon.
Lola is in her heyday.
A scepter-level reserve who is above the resonance level, the interference level, and the distortion level, there is such a big figure standing behind him, thinking so. Kind of a sense of security.
"Although I don't know if you can hear me, but it seems that there is no other way. After all, it's all here..."
Ye Qingxuan sighed: "I'll follow the past and see if there is any way to leave. Maybe you can come and eat the black, you can always pay attention to the coherent support."
He said three or four times, and Lola at the other end seemed to hear it, and the noise gradually disappeared, but something faintly heard.
"Well, I just assume that you said ‘be careful’."
Ye Qingxuan shrugged and activated the Nine Heavens Ring Wear. The long-lost black iron cane popped out of his hand, hitting the stone slab under the blood path, and the echo was sonorous and low.
"Then, the next is the bizarre adventure of revenge evil spirits... Well, if it can be drawn into a comic strip, maybe it will be more than seven or eight, and it will be very popular, right?"
He raised the **** road sign, and walked along the **** road with the light.
Just, as he walked, there was a sudden stop at his feet.
With his flicking fingers, a light bubble shaped like a blister lit up, illuminating the mutilated wall beside him, as well as the extremely smooth crack in the wall.
looks like the scratches of some wild beast, and like the scars left by some terrible weapon struggling to chop with all its strength.
Ye Qingxuan walked in expressionlessly, stretched out his hand and stroked the crack, unable to feel the stubble and other cracks—it was natural! It's as if it originally existed on this wall, it was planned from the beginning of the construction, and existed on the design drawings.
but it is not.
It was grabbed by bare hands.
If Ye Qingxuan remembers correctly, there is only one person he has met who has this ability...
"The Ripper?"
He said to himself: "When did he get involved with the people in the House?"
There is no doubt that this is bad news.
He raised his guard, speeded up, and moved on.
In the thick fog, he walked further and further away.
Until the end, the fog became thinner and thinner, and the faint blue moonlight penetrated the fog and fell on his shoulders.
The Moon of Azure Blue.
The moonlight, which represents disaster and destruction, shines on the shoulders of the boy, and also illuminates the hideous silhouette of the huge city in the distance.
Under the moonlight, the city pierced into the sky slept in darkness, exuding a gloomy atmosphere. The rusty black city gate opened wide, and a decayed wind was blowing.
All the layout, all the details, and the outline of everything are almost the same as Avalon. It is as if he had been here for thousands of years and witnessed this city soaked in death and destruction.
"Yo!"
Ye Qingxuan stared at the dark city in front of him and waved his hand: "See you again, how are you doing recently?"
No one responded.
Under the moonlight, a huge shadow of a giant bird suddenly rose from the darkness, passed the moonlight, and hovered in the sky. The silhouette looked like a deformed moth, screaming sharply in the air, and finally fell into the darkness.
The blue moon hangs high, and the moonlight in Ye Qingxuan's eyes is also brighter. With that minute of moonlight, he could observe the etheric fluctuations on that strange bird even at a very long distance.
is strong and violent, with a faint madness that will spread at any time, tearing up all living things. Around it, the air was faintly twisted.
The power of the ether forcibly distorted reality and turned it upside down. Otherwise, how could it be possible to fly with that pair of deformed wings?
Although I don't know what the **** is this, but if you want to deal with him, the resonance level is definitely pure death.
"I haven't entered the door yet, does this give me a bit of pretension?"
Ye Qingxuan whispered softly, stopped in front of the door, staring into the long darkness. This city feels too weird to him, like a living creature, greedily opening its huge mouth, waiting for anyone to arrive, and can't wait to swallow all life into his belly.
People who are a little bit sane will start to reconsider whether they are dying. It’s just that Ye Qingxuan always feels a little uncomfortable after thinking about it:
Can I go to the House if I can?
Are you kidding me?
The young man laughed, hummed with his cane, and walked into the gate of the city with moonlight and blood.
In the deepest part of the dark city, a bell rang suddenly, seeming to welcome the guests.
like weeping like a complaint.
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The city gate corridor was only a short period of darkness, but when Ye Qingxuan walked into the moonlight again, he couldn't help quietly letting out a sigh of relief. The darkness in the tunnel is too viscous, faintly suffocating.
Walking into it is like walking into a quagmire, which makes people feel uncomfortable. It's just that the strange streets behind the city gate are also not much better.
The blue moon hangs high, and the houses on both sides of the street are decaying and bleak, barely maintaining the original skeleton, but it is no different from the ruins. All over the wreckage, you can vaguely see the messy stalls and the wreckage of the carriage on the side of the road.
All living things seem to disappear in an instant~IndoMTL.com~Leaving this city to decay for thousands of years. In my memory, Avalon was still thriving in the daytime.
Under the contrast of , it makes people feel at a loss for a while, not knowing whether it is true or not.
In contrast, the corpse hanging in front of you feels more cordial.
恩, corpse.
Obviously just recently died, it should be hot when I reach out to touch it.
In the cold moonlight, a corpse in a red robe was hung on the wall by a decaying iron chain, waving in the wind. The dry arm seemed to wave to this latecomer.
On his chest, the emblem of the Hundred Eyes—the eye in the eye has been torn apart, only a piece of burnt ground is scorched.
In the endless night, he swayed in the wind, and the mandible that fell under his neck also shook, responding to the singing in the wind.
sing softly with that song:
"The emperor and his accomplices took the empress abducted and imprisoned her in a dream. We have the power and the ocean, where should we wander? Wow, tens of thousands of hands, hang the sail high, pull it, thieves and beggars , We will get eternal life..."
In death, get eternal life.
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Sorry, I’m a little bit cavin, but I’ve updated a little less in the past two days, so I’ll write more after I try to sort out. (To be continued.)