Chapter 89: The Stygian Sea (9)
"You didn't say he could evolve beforehand!"
Shen Luotian hid far away and shouted to the ghost king: "Okay, this is a standing pile PVE, how can it become a PVP now?" β
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The Ghost King dodged the attacks that followed, constantly raising water mist to disturb the opponent's perception, and the surprise in his heart was even worse: "This thing can't ...... at all"
Shen Luotian looked at the two entangled figures, one black and one white, stopped retreating, and suddenly smiled.
"Nothing is impossible."
He lowered his head, let go of a clenched sword, let it fall into the water, and said almost silently, "Didn't he already see you?" β
The ghost king was stepped on in the water, and he turned over under the water sensitively, escaping from the hands of the man in white who followed him, and his smooth movements were like a swimming fish in symbiosis with the water.
Since the man in white took the initiative to block his attack, it was as if he had turned on a switch on his body, and his "eyes" always followed the figure of the ghost king, and his movements were faster than the other, beating the ghost king who had just slipped him around like a dog.
The ghost king was beaten into the water by the man in white, and he never floated up again. From the surface of the water, there is only a faint black shadow slowly sinking underneath the water.
The ice spread upwards from under the water, chasing after the man in white, and finally pulled him into the water.
This thing has been sealed in ice for many years, and it is no stranger to the biting cold water. Although he didn't notice it for a while, after falling into the water with the ice, he quickly adapted to the underwater environment.
His dark eyes began to differentiate into the shape of the eyeballs. Although it is not clear, the boundary between black and white can be vaguely seen.
Although he has been sleeping in the water for so many years, it is the first time that he has the ability to perceive the outside world with "vision", which is quite new to him.
He blinked his eyes, like a newborn baby, observing the world that was so strange to him through the swaying water.
In a vague and void underwater world, countless moving and rapid blurred black shadows surrounded him, approaching him little by little.
Each black shadow was stained with the aura of the opponent he was looking for, and it was connected and attacked at him overwhelmingly.
He subconsciously took half a step back, but sank a little because there was no focus point in the water.
Only a little, even before he could react, his body had already stopped the momentum of the fall for him.
But this blink of an eye's negligence was enough to make the surrounding black shadows turn into long swords and stab at his heart.
He raised his handβthe weapon should have been in his hand as soon as he remembered this action.
Weapons did not arrive as promised.
A long sword stabbed into his body silently, but he looked at his empty palms as if unconscious, and dark pupils finally appeared in a pair of chaotic eyes.
"It's okay."
Shen Luotian sat cross-legged on a small ice floe and stretched out a hand into the water. As the turbulent water waves swayed back and forth, the upper body was steady and straight.
A hand reached out from the water, and a grasp of his outstretched hand.
Then a head burst out of the water.
The Ghost King's long hair was soaked with water, wet and sticking to his body, and his wide flowing coat looked even more embarrassed at this time.
"Like a reservoir dog."
Shen Luotian pulled him out of the water with a smile, and pretended to sigh: "Fortunately, there is no one else here." If you are seen like this, it will be too damaging to my image of wisdom and martial arts. β
"You have this?"
The ghost king exclaimed, then patted him on the shoulder, and said earnestly, "Wake up, don't sleep." β
Black shadows burst out of the water and landed in Shen Luotian's palm, re-fusing into a black long sword.
"Good."
Shen Luotian stretched out his hand and stroked the blade of the sword, his expression was gentle as if he was treating his lover...... Or should I say my own collection of figures.
"Thank you for your hard work."
He whispered, looking up at the Ghost King and nodding, "You guessed right, that thing has indeed generated its own consciousness. β
"To what extent?"
The Ghost King glanced at the blade that Shen Luotian had placed on his lap and frowned slightly.
The long sword was pitch black, and the red light that had been swimming in the sword body disappeared. The delicate patterns and thin blades seem to exude a certain dead silence.
It's like a body that has had its soul drained, lifeless.
"You're bold enough. Bring the sword back, just leave it underneath, and don't be afraid of anything that will happen. β
After reading the sword, the ghost king turned his head worriedly to look at the water below.
There was a faint red glow flickering in the water. The thing was extremely fast, swam around something at a rapid pace, dragging out a long red tail of light.
It was the man in white who was in the middle of it.
He has exactly the same appearance as the two above, but the whole person shows a completely different aura from them.
It's like a house cat that sees a bird outside the window.
His eyes followed the red light carefully, and he didn't even dare to blink his eyes, and every once in a while he stretched out his hand to grab it~ but he was afraid of something and slowly put it down.
"How do you look like a three-year-old?"
Shen Luotian observed the man's movements for a while, raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
The flickering red light immediately stopped the movement of the circle, and hit the center of the man's eyebrows.
The man in white was staring at the living creature that suddenly stopped suspiciously, defenseless against its attack, and directly let it smoothly enter his head.
The figure under the water sank motionlessly.
"Nothing."
Shen Luotian closed his eyes and repeated softly: "There is nothing in his mind." β
"Of course there's nothing now, if you let him live a little longer, there should be something."
The Ghost King sighed and pulled his sword out of his sleeve~
"Call it back, it's not safe to keep it outside all the time."
Shen Luotian nodded and whistled at the water.
The red light rushed out of the water like lightning, and fell into the blade of the sword that lay across his knee, swimming happily twice.
A beastly roar came from the water, and a huge sound wave reached the ears of the two of them very clearly, even through the extremely deep water.
"Angry."
Shen Luotian stood up and asked suspiciously, "Why is this kid so short-tempered, not like me at all." β
"It's easy to do something like you."
The Ghost King swung a sword diagonally into the air, and walked forward without looking back: "I want the two of us to be so peaceful and friendly, so we don't have to worry about it going out to make trouble." β
Not far away, a semi-arc of water appeared on the surface of the water, as if someone had scratched the surface of the water with something sharp.
Underneath the splash was a white figure.
Once again, the Ghost King fought with the man, and the fierce action stirred up a raging wave of water below.
The huge wave fell into the water with crystal ice ballast, and smashed into a huge sound of water.
The man in white floated and fell in the water, on a par with the ghost king.
Shen Luotian sat on the ice like a nobody, leisurely lit a cigarette for himself, and kept applauding and cheering to express his appreciation for this wonderful battle.
After the man in white had a pair of "normal" eyes, his strength dropped sharply.
Originally, he could still be at ease under the attack of the Ghost King and Shen Luotian, and he could even beat the two of them in a hurry. At this time, after re-exiting ~ the water, it fell into the downwind, and just the one-on-one battle with the ghost king seemed to be a little powerless.
The sharp blade slashed through the vital points of his body several times, and although it did not leave too deep wounds, the position was quite accurate.
The reason why the two of them are still equal is because this person is very ghostly.
Whenever he couldn't resist, he sank down, falling into the water, and hiding his body by the rapidly shaking current. Then resurfaced from an inconspicuous corner and aimed at the back of the Ghost King.
The Ghost King was scrambled by the sudden attacks behind him several times, and although he was confident that he would not be hurt by this low-level sneak attack, he was very irritated in his heart.
Damn, if only I could keep him out of the water.
He cursed in his heart and fell from mid-air.
He stepped on a swaying stream of water, and a patch of ice immediately froze under his feet.
But after a wave of waves fell, the ice also disappeared with the waves, floating and shaking on the water surface.
As if bound by some unknown force, the ice could never ~ spread outward as before, but after being smashed several times by the waves, it shattered into ice ballast and went its own way.
In the end, it is not a simple matter that the water of the Stygian Sea can be frozen so easily.
He comforted himself in his heart, and his hand moved very quickly to block the fist smashed down by the man in white, and at the same time, his backhand was a sword stabbing the other party's heart.
The white figure sank down, disappearing into the water once more.
If only I could trap him on the water.
The people who watched the battle were angry with the same thought.
A faint blue flame emerged from the water, and soon became a flood.
Not only is the color of that fire weird, but its properties are also very magical.
It floated on the water, but it was never extinguished by the waves. On the contrary, after being stained with water, it burns more and more.
The surface of the water that comes into contact with it will form a hard ice in the blink of an eye, and it will be so fast that it will hardly have time to blink.
The silent blue flame has no temperature, and even because the color is too dull and transparent, it has almost no presence.
By the time the man in white realized that something was wrong, his path into the water had been covered in heavy ice.
When the figure smashed the ice, there was a muffled sound, and even the ice floe under Shen Luotian's feet vibrated with it.
"It's not a small strength!"
Shen Luotian stepped on the ice under his feet and walked forward slowly, blue flames surrounded him, and a faint dragon-shaped shadow slowly swam in the heavy ice under his feet.
Flames rose from beneath their feet through the ice, and a thin mist gradually condensed in the air.
The temperature around him dropped rapidly, but in just a moment, Shen Luotian saw the white breath exhaled from his mouth and nose.
The fog that gathered around me also condensed into fine ice ballast and fell down due to the temperature.
Although they are not snowflakes, they can also be used in place of snowflakes at such times, feeding the ice surface with a thin layer of white.
The man in white didn't know if it was because of the bad fall or some other problem, and he immediately became sluggish after leaving the water.
He stumbled up from the ice, and his long hair was stained with ice ballast, which looked dirty at first glance.
The ice under his feet became thicker and thicker, and the movements of the man in white gradually stiffened and slowed down. The moment he raised his head, a chilling blade pressed against his neck.
"How ......"
The man opened his mouth and spat out a few hoarse, jerky syllables to form a very awkward-sounding sentence: "Don't do it?" β
"Yo, you can say so many words!"
The Ghost King was surprised: "I thought your limit was that you could only say one word at a time, is the speed of evolution so fast?" β
He pretended to squeeze his hands and count for a while, and suddenly nodded approvingly to the man in white: "Yes, yes, the speed of learning pronunciation is much faster than that of children, if you are given a little more time, maybe you can directly pretend to be the two of us to go out to meet people." β
"Probably because of the genes."
Shen Luotian walked to the two of them at this time, and gestured with the hand behind his back.
"Even if it's an empty shell, it's the same one I've used before, and the learning speed is definitely not much slower."
He stood proudly across from the Ghost King, stretching out his sword against the man's neck on the other side.
In this process, the man in white always stared at the red light in Shen Luotian's sword blade motionlessly, and even the eyes that were not very frequent showed some kind of pure yearning.
"I can't play with this thing."
Shen Luotian watched him stretch out his hand towards his sword blade, and couldn't help but shake his hand, leaving a bloodless wound on the side of his neck.
The man in white suddenly let out another angry roar, but he didn't dare to act rashly because of the two sharp murder weapons around his neck.
It's not that he can't run away, but he's just afraid of the almost substantive sense of oppression emanating from the two long swords.
You're going to die.
The two swords sent him such a message in unison.
"Tell me, what the hell are you?"
The Ghost King also moved his sword blade twice threateningly, and sure enough, he saw the pupils in the man's eyes shrink rapidly.
Are you afraid of this?
The Ghost King thought in surprise, and let out a series of questions like a cannon in his mouth, "What is your purpose in occupying this corpse?" When did you show up? What is the surname, who is male or female? How old is this year? What is the purpose of bothering us here? β
"And who are you?"
The man in white raised his eyes and said with a slight mockery: "What qualifications do you have to care about me." β
He said these two sentences much more smoothly, and even a smile similar to that of the two people around him began to appear on his face, with a casual expression.
"I am you."
He tilted his head and grinned toothily at the Ghost King.
"Don't you remember?" (To be continued.) )