Chapter 401: The Voice of the Mystery

However, the loss of sensory abilities did not affect my ability to think. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

With the paralysis of the optic and auditory nerves, an idea immediately crossed my mind.

I had to find a way to survive after three seconds.

The life shield lasts for three seconds, and the loss of my two senses is certainly more than three seconds, maybe longer.

Although I know very well that in such a state, my best option is to die directly at the hands of the Star Ring, and then resurrect back to the Manyo camp.

But I don't know why, but after I was hit by the Star Ring, I suddenly had the feeling that I wanted to fight him.

That's right, it's a competition.

If I let Uncle Xinghuan practice against me in a sober state, he may inevitably let go of some water out of the thought of taking care of the juniors.

But in his puppet state, he, as my enemy, did not hesitate to launch a storm of attacks against me.

In addition, the puppet state only has normal attacks, so I don't have to worry about him suddenly using a skill to take me away.

"I think you're crazy." After hearing my thoughts, Elise couldn't help but say.

yes, I think I'm crazy too.

But when you think about it, there's nothing wrong with that.

Instead of dying directly at his hands, it is better to compare with him before he dies, isn't it more meaningful to die?

"Long Night's idea is actually a good one." Xie Yan said, "Molten Iron Ji, you can also learn something about swordsmanship from the movements of the star ring. ”

"But speaking of which, you are not a swordsman in the long night, what do you want to learn from him when you fight with Star Ring?" Xie Yan asked.

What did you learn?

No, I wasn't trying to learn anything from him.

"I wanted to practice what a mage should do when he encounters melee combat." I smiled and pulled out the card from my backpack, "And, I suddenly had a bold idea." ”

……

Jin Yu returned to her command post, and half of the walls of the large twentieth-story room had been converted into floor-to-ceiling windows, allowing her to stand in the room and overlook the entire Manyo area.

"Your apprentice has killed another Guardian." The flame in her fingertips lit the cigarette in her mouth, and she took a deep puff of the cigarette, spitting out a cloud of mist in the air.

Tobacco cultivation is an industry that already exists in the country of Weaving Stars, but only Jinyu smokes cigarettes alone, while everyone else smokes pipes.

It's not something special.

It's just that she is the only one who knows the art of cigarettes.

That's right, all the cigarettes she smokes on weekdays are rolled by herself, and those cigarettes and cigarette paper have sacred traces of her blessings.

Smoking is bad for your health, even if it's the Pope, you have to deal with it first.

After all, Jinyu doesn't smoke to reduce her lifespan, she smokes purely because she likes that feeling.

"So you smoke, I've never heard of such a thing." A slightly vicissitudes of voice echoed through the room.

Although it is said to be an echo, this voice can probably only be heard by Jinyu herself.

"I didn't start smoking until I became the Pope." Jinyu spat out a puff of smoke rings, "After all, I'll still be lonely." ”

"Forget it, let's talk about the long night on the edge, what's wrong with him?" The voice said.

"He and the others killed the guardian of a place called Iceheart." Jinyu took the cigarette off her mouth and flicked the cigarette ash, "But I think this time it was probably not his own hand, but someone like me who 'blamed' it." ”

"You really know him, obviously I'm his teacher." The tone of the voice sounded a little lighthearted, as if it was teasing.

"Well, isn't there a saying that your enemy is the one who knows you best." Jinyu took the cigarette back into her mouth, "So it's not surprising that I know him so well." ”

"But I've also heard a saying that is called Zhizi Mo Ruo's father." The voice smiled, "So I guess I know him better than you do." ”

Jin Yu sighed, "Che, you are not his father, what do you say to know the son Mo Ruo's father." ”

"Hahaha, a teacher for one day and a father for life." The voice laughed even more.

"How dare you wait for me here?" Jin Yu also laughed, "You old rascal, you are still so unserious. ”

"I'm an old rascal, aren't you an old woman too." The voice was still smiling, "Although you really haven't changed much from then, I'm probably the only one who has grown old." ”

"That's why I hate magic." Jin Yu took off the cigarette he was smoking and pressed it hard in the ashtray on the table, "You have been obsessed with those bells and whistles of magic all day long, and in the end it is not impossible to change anything. ”

The voice did not respond, but was silent for a moment.

"It did change something." After a moment of silence, the voice said slowly.

"What?" Jinyu asked.

"If I hadn't been qualified to go to the Temple of Ten Thousand Laws, then I wouldn't be able to come back to you like this now." The voice suddenly softened, "Isn't it?" ”

This time, Chang Jinyu was silent.

……

I'll admit that I did make a mistake.

In my plan, the origin and deletion exist.

Because if I want to chant a spell under the onslaught of the other party, I have to have something that protects me while I am singing.

That thing can be a barrier, it can be a shield, it can be a shield, it can be a shield.

But when the life shield disappears, all I can use as a 'shield' is the black mist.

The Black Mist, as a freely operable source, is excellent at both attacking and defending, but there is one problem that looms like a high wall in front of me.

If I use the black mist to protect myself, will the puppeteerized Star Ring Master rush directly to me without hesitation?

Because the puppeteer has no intelligence, in other words, its risk aversion does not actually exist. In addition, the puppet does not have a specific understanding of the black mist, so once I lay down the black mist, there is a 99% chance that he will rush directly at it. And if he rushes into the black mist, then the power of the black mist's deletion will directly and indiscriminately disintegrate him completely.

And that's definitely not what I want to see.

So, while Star Ring was deprived of skills, I was actually deprived of my origin.

Well, we have a delicate balance.