musicians of old

"Shhhhhhh!—"

Fan Ning, who was flying rapidly with the "Old Days", had indifferent eyes and fluttering clothes.

The steel pipes with sharp gaps, or the cylindrical and conical parts with sharp and ferocious sections, were unscrewed from the wreckage by his invisible force, turned into cold streamers, and shot towards the transparent figure floating above one after another. .

The ghost-like floating state of the perfumer is obviously not a spirit body that is not afraid of physical attacks in a complete sense, nor is it a pure gas form that can change shape at will.

About [-]% of the steel pipes piercing through the air hit her, like viscous syrup being pushed out of the gap, and those transparent parts were pulled out along with the steel pipes into filaments of smoke, and finally sparks splashed on the tunnel wall.

Although the part of the body that was scattered each time returned to its original shape, it was obvious that its floating trajectory became more unstable, and the smoke gradually returned from almost transparent to translucent, closer to the usual texture.

"Aren't you at the middle level!?." The perfumer couldn't believe it.

She is a high-ranking seventh-ranker. Although she is proficient in theoretical fields such as elixir, ancient objects, secret atmosphere, and classics research, she is not good at direct combat, but this kind of maneuverability and ability to escape usually makes it difficult for her to be controlled by others.

"Middle rank?" Fanning sneered.

After being promoted to a higher position, Fan Ning has become more and more proficient in mastering his own spirituality after this period of adaptation, and his ability to control "multi-voice" is getting closer and closer to his real performance on stage.

Coupled with the huge bonus of "Old Days", at this moment, while he was directing the splinters of wreckage to shoot out one after another, he was also constantly moving away the collapsed bricks and stones that affected his speed.

"Impossible! On the day you were at the scene of the 'Illusory Man' mystery ceremony, you were clearly around the sixth level!!" The other party's voice finally became flustered.

"Stupid thing, that happened two months ago." Fan Ning's face was cold, the corners of his eyes twitched, and the steel plate under his feet was still getting closer to the perfumer.

Even if she knew it, she probably wouldn't believe it. Fan Ning has reached the ninth level, not only is her flying speed faster than her, but also the physical destruction ability brought about by this special way of embodying inspiration is difficult for high-ranking wise people. Every opponent.

Facing the impenetrable attack at this time, the perfumer was tired of coping after a few breaths and was about to run out.

"Callon, be careful!" Suddenly, Fanning heard Joan's shout, mixed with a strange howl of swallowing saliva.

He glanced down following the sound, and saw Lou and Huxley, one holding a timpani stick and the other holding a carving knife, guarding Joan in the middle, dealing with a deformed monster with bulging granulation.

The deformed body was nearly three meters high, but compared to the distortion of Professor Lorraine at that time, it at least maintained the human shape of the torso and limbs.It dragged bloodshot mucus and carrion, and the muscle wounds all over the body seemed to have been torn by Joan, and they were stretched open at this time, just like egg whites overflowing after being boiled and cracked.

As for the head, Huxley had cut off half of it obliquely, and the forehead disappeared, revealing the wriggling gray-green brain. Fanning recognized its original identity from the remaining features such as the shape of the nose and mouth.

Dean Graham?

Looking at the drumstick faintly surrounded by air currents, Lu should have stepped into the Extraordinary smoothly, and Huxley is in the middle of the sixth level. The faces of the three wise people seem to be in the middle of a deformed body. downwind?
The three felt and responded to the thread of inspiration that Fanning touched, but Huxley's face was as pale as paper, and Lu's nose and mouth were bloodshot.

Fan Ning, who was flying after the perfumer, was digesting the information brought by a short glance, and wondering why Joan told him to be careful. Suddenly, a piercing strange cry sounded in his ears, and a huge flower bloomed below. sucker-like mouthparts.

The outside of the sucker is almost transparent gelatin, and the inside is covered with a dark green deformed organ like an internal organ. This time, it looks like a piranha, trying to wrap Fanning into its own mouthparts.

"Be careful, this monster is grown from the pigment transformed by Benjamin!" Lu Gao shouted and reminded.

Fan Ning, who had established an inspirational connection with the three of them, pointed downward with his hand holding the "Old Days". Lu's light of some kind of first acquaintance with "Jin" was controlled by the secret of the "Key" he had comprehended. Then, as if piercing into the water, the top of the baton made ripples in the air.

"Boom!!!——"

A dull and metallic loud noise resembling the pounding of a timpani suddenly exploded!

The mystery of the "key" that Fanning first grasped came from his perception after he successfully premiered "The First Symphony". Value——just like the actual performance: if a mediocre conductor dispatches a skilled musician, the performance of the musician will be compromised, but only better than the conductor’s own level; on the contrary, a brilliant conductor dispatches a mediocre The inspiration of the song cannot be fully implemented, and the performance of the musicians will be much better than usual.

At this moment, it obviously belongs to the latter situation. Under the invocation of Fanning's ninth-level inspiration, this explosion is completely different from Lu's own use, no matter whether it is Dean Graham's deformed body or the same The three people who were fighting all of a sudden felt blurred vision, and the world was spinning, and even the perfumer who was almost unable to hold on at the top felt that he almost fell down!
And Lu was surprised to find that under the "demonstration" and "teaching" directed by Fan Ning, he seemed to have a deeper "deductive understanding" of the light he first met!
Under the "hammer" of Fanning, the huge sucker-like mouthparts immediately splashed with mucus, the wrapping movement almost reversed, and the surface was wrinkled and trembling.

Almost at the same time, the tooth-piercing sound of metal tearing sounded, and four irregular steel plates with sharp edges peeled off from several wreckages, and they brought the penetration and cutting of Huxley's inspired connection Features, began to spin rapidly like a Frisbee.

"Chila—Chila—"

Following the cutting of the steel frisbee, the transparent gelatinous layer outside the mouthparts was cut into several long and deep gaps in an instant, and the dark green internal organs were scattered all over the ground.

As a result, the sucker opened even further, and it screamed strangely and raged wildly, completely engulfing Fanning's figure in it.

"Caroun!!" Joan, who witnessed this scene, turned pale with fright.

The next moment, she felt the strong "key" resonance between herself and Fanning's spirituality, so the wounds of the sucker were torn apart piece by piece, and the entire fleshy structure fell apart.

Fanning, who solved Benjamin's deformity, looked indifferent, and got out of it with rotten flesh and juice hanging all over his body.

"bright!"

A newly made "Guide to the Sun" had slipped into his left hand at some point, and as the cold ancient Janus language was spat out, the fiery air around Fanning began to surround him, which was more dazzling than the flames burning everywhere in the ruins .

He stepped on the steel plate and flew out again quickly. A steel pillar as thick as a calf was unscrewed from the wreckage, and stabbed at the perfumer who was gradually catching up with him.

And with the golden streamer in Fanning's eyes shining brightly, the steel column heated up violently until it turned red, and even the top gradually turned into a palpitating milky white!
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

She finally returned to her normal state, but she was already a corpse burning on the wall, the flames of the clothes on her upper body were shaking, and balls of flames with grease and charcoal were still dripping down intermittently.

In just five seconds, the perfumer died! !
"Boom——" Lu shook the swollen deformed body bitten by the flutter away again, and the excessive pressure of inspiration made his two lines of nosebleed flow out like a snake.

Under Lu's procrastination and pulling, Huxley cooperated with Joan and tore off one of its arms, and cut off almost three-quarters of its head, leaving only a mouth, cheeks and chin around the bone structure.

But this deformed body acted as if nothing had happened, and rushed over again, even the arm that fell on the ground was desperately scratching at the broken stones on the ground.

"This ghost doesn't know pain, nor is it exhausted!" Huxley's eyes were blurred and distorted one after another, and his chest was panting like a broken bellows.

With a "click", the steel pipe that nailed the perfumer to the wall was pulled out from the gap between the masonry under Fan Ning's control, and shot straight down obliquely.

"Shhhhh-"

The fiery steel pipe turned into afterimages, like thorns of tofu from front to back and from back to front, piercing the deformed body back and forth twenty or thirty times!
Standing in mid-air, Fan Ning looked at the monster roaring under his feet with a blank expression, spraying rancid blood everywhere.

With a bang, the steel pipe returned to normal temperature the moment it hit the ground, and the distortion that had become a sieve fell on its back.

Ten seconds later, Graham died!
At the same time, the two legs of the charred corpse of the perfumer not far away fell off with a "bang", leaving only the burnt upper body still stuck to the tunnel wall.

"Caron, you are really strong. I haven't realized it before, you"

Seeing that Fan Ning solved a high-level sage and two middle-level aberrations in less than half a minute, and his expression did not change at all, Joan next to him swallowed with difficulty. Drooled.

"Miss Nisimi and I were on the platform at the beginning, so we were not involved in the accident." Lu said out of breath, "After the collision, we jumped down the tunnel and led the rescue team. We just got the fire under control and were about to disperse. While cleaning up the ruins, I heard Vice-Principal Huxley wrestling with this monster deep in the tunnel. At first, the three of us gradually suppressed it, but Benjamin's body came back to life, and Miss Niximi almost died. Follow-up Then the fighting situation took a sharp turn for the worse.”

"Wow—wow—" Just as Lu was explaining the whole situation on his side, Huxley put his hands on the ground and began to vomit violently.

Several people looked at him together.

I thought it was a physiological disorder reaction caused by exhaustion or exhaustion of inspiration, but when several people came to him, they suddenly found that his vomit was a colorful pigment-like slurry!
Fanning's expression became serious.

The vomiting slowed down a bit, and the ashen-faced Huxley smiled awkwardly. He wiped his mouth and was about to say something when he suddenly saw the dirt on his sleeve and his whole body trembled violently.

Visible to the naked eye, the exposed skin of his whole body, including his face and neck, began to appear larger and larger bruises with strange and colorful colors!
The three of them took a few steps back in unison.

"Caroun, kill me quickly." Huxley said with a face ashamed.

Fanning wriggled his lips a few times and struggled to raise the pistol, but his whole arm was trembling.

Huxley wanted to divert his trance attention, but found that the appearance of the three students he liked quite a lot in front of him had uncontrollably turned into disgust in his heart.

He shook his head vigorously and tried his best to maintain his calm: "Thank you for the secret ritual, but those who fight against the mystery are often eventually polluted by the mystery. This is the nature of the world. At least I have no regrets. I have done my best with my abilities and positions over the years." Matching responsibilities, right? If you are too psychologically burdened, why don't you see if Lu can do it, and you can't let Joan shoot this shot?"

Fanning's gun arm shook even more.

"Mr. Principal, you." Joan's voice turned into tears.

"When the mysterious side curtain is lifted, you should have this awareness by default." Huxley's mouth and nose began to overflow with thin streaks of paint, and he gritted his teeth to suppress a calm tone, "Hurry up, it will be solved when I get deformed." It would be an even more indecent death." As the pollution progressed, he eventually began to growl uncontrollably, "Hit it! Fuck! Fanning! And you two ugly and filthy bastards! Look I'm so fucking sick of seeing your fake sympathy!"

"Bang!—" Fanning pulled the trigger.

Huxley's brow burst into blood mist, and when he bent over to the ground, his body exploded violently, burning the paint overflowing from the pores into black residue.

"Go ahead and save people." The content of the sentence should belong to the category of kindness, but the tone was as cold as ice.

Joan, with tears in her eyes, saw Fanning turn around without looking back, and walk towards the wreckage of the train stretching in the tunnel.

Why didn't I say a word?
Why didn't I say a word of comfort before I shot?

Fanning pursed his lips tightly, and his leather shoes stomped on the wreckage.

Because comfort cannot redeem death, can comfort heal wounds?Or is it possible to make the world after death no longer nothingness?
One more person
If this accident is the key to the "door of coincidence"
It has been less than five minutes since I started to act after the train collided. Before the chief inspectors of the Special Inspection Office arrived, if I could prevent the "coincidence door" from opening, let the Special Inspection Office take If there is no "disaster", then the dispute over the wreckage of the Qiyuan God may be further away from him.

Whatever its conditions, it, like the Mystery, has a body of "performer".

According to Fanning's experience, even if the casualties of this accident exceed the critical line, as long as Eroff is killed, the main body of the key is gone, and the "coincidence door" should not be opened.

Fan Ning stepped on a cement slab again, and flew low-altitude against the ruins to search.

With his spiritual sense fully opened, his heart sank even more little by little.

He originally thought that more or less [-]% or half of the people would survive, but he didn't know if it was because the tragedy of the accident was higher than expected, or because of some other reason, so far there was not a single breath of life.

Suddenly, Fanning stopped in mid-air.

The piled wreckage slowly separated. In a larger cavity, with the help of a few candles, he saw Eroff sitting on the ground with his legs stretched out, his expression very comfortable, as if he had experienced something very satisfying. same thing.

Seeing Fan Ning staring at him, he didn't get up, but fiddled with the dice on the ground with boring movements.

There are still some incomprehensible patterns on the ground, which may be witness symbols, and next to them are black watercolor pens.

The candles of those few strands of candlelight are in the shape of "twins", and this should be the scene of the secret ceremony he arranged.

Then, behind Erov sitting back, a large rectangular thick steel plate suddenly bent and deformed, rolled up his whole body like a quilt, and floated in mid-air.

"Why don't you hide?" Fanning squeezed out a few words coldly through his teeth.

"Do you know what this is?" Eroff opened his mouth, showing Fanning a small capsule in the heel of his teeth.

"Poison?" Fanning asked subconsciously.

"Smart. Occasionally. When a person's journey is too hesitant, there will be some negative responses. Then it is prepared in advance for such a situation, and the purpose is to prevent the deviation from the end point."

"The lunatics of the evil god organization have no logic at all." Fanning clenched his fists.

"Ka——" The sound of bone breaking sounded, and the curled thick steel plate was wrapped a little tighter.

"This is your secret ritual? The key to the 'Gate of Coincidence' is a ceremony to sacrifice the lives of two thousand people?" Fanning kicked the dice and candles off the ground, and stared at him coldly, "So, Sylvie Ya has mastered some kind of invisible power that can accumulate probability, instigates dereliction of duty, but keeps preventing relatively small accidents from happening. After the coin is turned up heads, she can make the probability of tails up next time higher, and gradually turn chance into a definite category?" Fan Ning finally laughed, "So, now, you have failed, you have failed , you can all die."

Cold sweat dripped from Erof's forehead, but he still smiled admiringly.

"Mr. Fanning, let me emphasize again. In fact, the thing is like this. If you decide to let me be an ordinary passenger, then you can be the extraordinary passenger yourself."

Listening to these disgusting ignorant words, Fan Ning's eyes narrowed more and more.

"Ahhhhhhh." The thick steel plate became tighter and tighter, blood began to overflow from Eroff's mouth and nose, and his waist and abdomen gradually became as slender as a lady.

"Hey, hey hey hey" Erof started to smile nervously and closed his eyes.

"Crack! Crack!" The bones continued to shatter, and blood and pulp were squeezed everywhere like toothpaste. Erov's entire torso had become the size of a telegraph pole.

The ignorant people are already dead at this time, and the knowledgeable people only rely on some stronger inspirations to keep their brains alive for an extra ten or twenty seconds.

"Mr. Fanning, let me tell you a secret." Suddenly, Eroff opened his eyes, vomited out a few pieces of internal organs, and smiled strangely at Fanning.

Fanning subconsciously stared at his distorted face.

"The key to the 'Gate of Coincidence' is: to be involved in a catastrophic accident or disaster that kills more than two thousand people, and... to be the only survivor."