Chapter 0289 Musician
At this time, the void is no longer calm.
At any time, you have to beware of someone firing cold artillery, and the high-level blockade has even been lifted by the other party because of the apocalypse that destroyed most of the opponent's fleet.
"Life...... Is it worthless? Hetmes muttered as he looked at those who had used their souls as an attack to attack the high blockade.
"That's not right...... Mental fluctuations...... That's right. Hetmes suddenly realized, "Little Pi! Don't show mercy...... Hit people. β
"Yes, Commander-in-Chief!"
"Don't call me that, it ......sounds weird," Hetmes twitched, "The real commander is Elina, I'm just his boss, and I don't care much about specifics." And if you want to call it, you can learn to call the shrimp in the XTeam next door the boss. β
"But...... I'm Pippi Shrimp. Pi said.
"So I said who came up with this name......" she rolled her eyes, "don't worry, those people...... The soul is just a soul, there is no conscious body. is passive. β
"Huh?"
"That's it, so they're all just consumables, and if I didn't think something was wrong with covering the spirit of a few people, I wouldn't know about it."
"Do you understand the following?"
"Got it......"
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"It's really mad......" The command center was full of this kind of scolding.
"Hey...... I didn't expect it to be so hard to fight because of this...... Forcibly overloading a battleship without regard for the lives of people is indeed an option. Elina pondered for a moment, "Mo Yangfan, you let the captain protect you, and go up to a void mourning song." β
"Clams? That Hyperion......"
"You control the ability output, as long as you get the technique out, it's completely okay to drain the captain for the rest." Elina said, "Since you're staying, ...... now Do your best. β
"That's good! I'll do my best! Mo Yangfan nodded heavily and ran out of the bridge.
"Hey...... They're gone, comrades, let's do it! β
"Good!" Γnγ
Although the Huberians are huge, they ...... This is not to say that Hyperion is not at all flexible.
Flip, fold the engine is available.
A technique that directly ignores the high position and crosses this distance directly over a short distance, then ...... Short-range jumps can also be activated in the Void. Not to mention the rest, turn to the super strong.
Thereupon...... The prism of the Final mode combined with the light of the Void Energy turns into a crystal that declares death.
"That...... I'm coming......"
"Float to it and sing it again, the void has no gravity, you don't have to worry." Hetmes said, not even a single shot of the magic bullet stopped.
"Got it, thanks for the reminder." Mo Yangfan responded, and then jumped.
Fell to the deck again.
"Not high enough, U-NAPLI"
If you can't keep your hands free, you can only recite the runes...... It's probably the English letters UP.
Mo Yangfan...... It was thrown out of the Hubelion's gravitational simulation range with a huge force.
"Ahhhh
Suspended in the void, a protective shield appears around the body.
"It's MUSICION!" Hetmes's mind suddenly received a message from an observer, "She inherited Musicion's abilities?" Too strong, too strong. β
"Then I'll rest assured, it's better to save some."
In terms of energy, she's really a poor bastard.
"Hidden SpiritβHoly Fire!" While the Four Horsemen were wreaking havoc, Hetmes added another real fire.
Silver-gray flames ignited on the crews of every enemy ship in a small area around Hyperion, and invariably burned directly towards the soul.
It doesn't make sense at all.
At this time, Mo Yangfan, who was suspended in weightlessness, didn't care about his posture, anyway...... Those boats are all crooked, and they are alone, and it doesn't matter what posture they are in to fight.
The Void Mourning Song is originally a song of destruction, and it doesn't make sense at all.
"Huh? Why ......" Mo Yangfan's consciousness once again Bela entered a pure white space
"Hello Sao Nian, let's get acquainted, you should have met Observer...... I am The Musicion. The man smiled and stretched out a hand and said, "Young man, you ...... He's the only one who can inherit my abilities. β
"Yuan Ling? Why ...... if you're still alive?"
"No, no, no, I've been dead for a long time, and it's just a remnant of my power. Although you don't have much musical talent...... However, I don't need musical talent for my songs. The musician still maintained his standard smile, "Whether you like it or not, from now on your priesthood is music." β
"Hey, why should something as serious as a priesthood be decided so easily!" Mo Yangfan is no longer able to complain about this musician.
"Why? My art needs understanding, not elegance. Music is all about lyricism. I just put my emotions and stories into my work. β
"As for you...... It's the only one who can understand that and what I've been going through. That one...... It was the last reincarnation I experienced. β
"Reincarnation? That's what the observer says......"
"That's right, the rune is the rune language made by The God, who sacrificed himself for the first time, in order to save it. Each of us primordial spirits will do these things when we sacrifice to reset the world. "Melana's runes, and the final chapter of the creatures I left behind, the greatsword of the Saboteur, the wrench of The Scienctist, these are the things we hope will leave behind to free the world from the fate of war. Right now...... You are the one who inherits my power. β
"I hope you'...... Use it properly. Also, our purpose is to end the war, killing is just one way, don't kill innocents indiscriminately, that's it. Farewell, boy. β
The musician's last remnant incarnation, as well as the piano, the piano bench, and even the entire space, all turned into all kinds of notes, surging into Mo Yangfan's consciousness.
All kinds of feelings were stuffed into Mo Yangfan's mind, but ...... It's not the uncomfortable feeling of a sudden amount of information coming into my head, but ...... Very cool.
When she came back to her senses, she was still in the void, levitating. But...... The power of the Void Mourning Song has inexplicably increased several times.
"It's really a musician's ability...... Ay...... Rest in peace, gentleman. The observer sighed softly, and when the musician's last remnants were gone, it represented ...... His eternal demise.
"Gentleman? I seem to know something very powerful. Hetmes suddenly became interested.
"Ahem, it's okay to say it now, he has written a lot of little yellow songs~ And the plot structure is more powerful than the one who wrote it professionally." The observer remembered the H songs and smiled like a.
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