Chapter 754: Qi Lùno's Cold Drink Shop

(Ask for tickets at the end of the month – don't forget this time!) ）

"Here," Bella Vera pointed to her head, "that voice can sever the spiritual connection of the Apostle of Hilling, and that's enough. ”

My expression froze instantly, and for a long time, I said uncertainly, "What does this spiritual connection mean?" Correspondence with other apostles? Command link? Database? ”

Bellavila was silent for a moment, as if unwilling to admit the powerlessness she felt in the face of a mere voice, but sighed at the end: "If it were just that, the Fallen Apostles would not have been able to obey the orders of others so easily, after all, we are all a bunch of proud guys...... But the power of the owner of that voice is even more terrifying than that. He can sever any form of spiritual connection with a Hiling Apostle, including any kind of information link, the simplest spiritual communication with his companions, the psychic command of his subordinate soldiers, and even ...... Makes you lose the ability to summon Chrono Weapons. You know the way, one of the most powerful techniques of the Apostle of Xiling is the Chrono Armament and Individual Reloading System, through which we have gained the power to burst out the combat power of an entire army with a single individual. And the owner of that voice can easily cut off this connection. No matter how powerful an individual is, once it is isolated, it will be drowned in the storm of the legion, and among the fallen apostles who are full of intrigue factions, once they fall into this situation, the consequences can be imagined. ”

"A guy who has fundamentally mastered the lifeblood of every Shiling apostle...... "Why," I subconsciously turned the glass in my hand, "he uses violence and threats to maintain his rule, but he never faces it, this kind of rule is not secure." ”

"If it were only violence and threats, this kind of rule is certainly not secure, so he has other means," Belavira rubbed his forehead, "and another reason why the fallen apostle could not resist his will was that the voice made people obey. Aren't you curious why such important information is only telling you now? ”

"Nonsense, of course curious." I replied immediately.

Who is the supreme leader of the Fallen Apostles, this should be the most important information, even if it is like now, Bellavila only tells himself a "voice" but does not even know the name of the other party, it is better than knowing nothing before. But in the few times Bella Vera was awake, she never mentioned what was going on with the leader of the Fallen Apostles, and I even thought that the Fallen Apostles were a group of fallen emperors ruling together like the old empire!

We didn't know what an unforgivable mistake it was to say that the other side had a supreme commander.

But there must be a reason why Bella Vera didn't tell us this vital information, she was mentally normal, and there was no way she could still serve the Fallen as an apostle of Hiling.

"Because I didn't get rid of that stuff until recently." Bella Vera sighed, but the words she said made my face change drastically: "Huh?! Could it be that guy's mental strength has been ......?"

"Don't worry," Bellavira waved her hand, "his mental power doesn't extend to this extent, and his power doesn't seem to be effective only for fallen apostles who are completely controlled by the abyssal power, and when I woke up in Sylvia's spiritual realm, I couldn't hear that voice in my head." The 'stuff' I mean is a spiritual suggestion...... Or something more irresistible. The fallen apostle is also an apostle, and after we go crazy, we at least retain a kind of pride that is not afraid of death, so that we will not obey the orders of others because of the slightest threat of violence, but that guy, his spiritual power has been guiding everyone, constantly weakening our sense of resistance to the voice in our heads, and even after a while, you will involuntarily regard obeying the orders of 'that adult' as a natural thing to breathe, which is really a terrible psychological suggestion. And I was plagued by this suggestion for a long time after I regained my self-control, I couldn't hear the voice, but something like a seal was also preventing me from remembering something related to that voice, as if something had been deleted from the memory core, which was obviously a barrier that the guy had put in the memory of each of the fallen apostles in order to prevent someone from divulging their secrets. As soon as someone gets out of control, all the secrets are immediately forgotten. I suspect that even now, my memories are incomplete...... I can't even remember where my base was, it's so abnormal. ”

"What kind of guy might that Supreme Commander be, don't you have a clue?"

"It's a pity, although I also want to help you," Bella Vera shook her head, "The only thing that is certain is that that guy is a member of the Xiling Empire, and his spirit hún fits perfectly into the Xiling Race's psychic network, otherwise he would not be able to guide the mind of the Xiling Apostle." Although the spiritual network that we are proud of has been defeated by the abyss, it has never been flawed beyond that, and even the gods of the star field have difficulty penetrating it. There's only one piece of advice I can give you: look among the emperors of the old empire and find those who are good at mind control, preferably soul snatchers like Sandora. Although the amount of power of that person is strange, it is still a kind of spiritual energy in essence, maybe ......"

"It's a pity, I'm afraid I can't think of who is behind that," Sandora's voice suddenly sounded in the spiritual connection, she had been listening since just now, and only now did she suddenly speak, "There are only three soul snatchers in the old emperor who are similar to me, and one of them appears in the monument of the Archive, he has turned into dust along with twenty-nine other brothers and sisters, and the other one is good at mental attacks rather than mind control, and the spirit snatchers are very powerful, I have deeply experienced it, As a soul snatcher, even if you fall through the abyssal gate, at least you can keep your mind to blow yourself up before you go crazy, which is not difficult for me, and the same is true for that guy. ”

"Indeed, I remember that Yogger self-destructed before my eyes after the Archive Cataclysm," Bella Vera sighed, "It seems that in a short period of time, we can't guess which old friend has become B." ”

"But at least we know that in the end we will face one enemy, not a group." Sandora's voice was still so relaxed and calm, "Bella Vera, every time you wake up, you surprise us." ”

"But I'm just going to have some cake," Bella Vera tried to stuff dessert into her mouth, but her eyelids were already fighting, "Damn, it's not the same feeling to enjoy life with your own will and share it with other people's memories, and I'm here to talk to you again!" ”

"Actually, if you want, I'll let Tavel make a new body and separate your will......" I looked at Bellavila's annoyed expression, and suddenly felt a little sympathy in my heart: the dignified head of the first generation has now been compressed into a meal of a month and a half.

"No...... Yes," Bella Vera struggled to swallow the food in her mouth, and glanced at the handheld she had just taken out but didn't have time to play with it with a little regret, her head already shaking back and forth, "In vain...... Sylvia and I can't be separated, yawn - and one last thing...... Usually stay by Sylvia's side, and your strength is ...... Wake me up...... Faster...... zzzzz……”

Bella Vera held half of the pudding in her hand and lowered her head, I stepped forward and gently patted her shoulder, the silver-haired girl slowly raised her head, and said in a nice long voice, "Okay-full, Bella Villa has eaten a lot again-"

2 rest, now it's 1 again.

"That-" Sylvia said slowly, looking me in the eye cautiously, "Is what Bella Vera told you useful?" Am I helping? ”

"Of course, I helped." I smiled and nodded at the other person.

I only came here a few days ago, and I wanted to see if Bellavila woke up and if she could find some information from the other party, but Sylvia was interested. She was able to communicate with Bella Vera in a wonderful way, but it was more troublesome to wake her up, and Bella Villavilla's awakening was a mental burden for both of them, so Sylvia always slept for the past two days, just to be able to help.

"Calling Bella Villa to pick up a chuáng—it's already the biggest thing I can do—" Sylvia said slowly, then looked inside the store and exclaimed, "Number 998 - can you pour Chen a glass of orange juice?" ”

Raven 998 came to the table with a sad face: "Mother, why don't I chat with you." I really don't have any grievances about this world. ”

Sylvia reacted for half a minute: "Huh? ”

"Ahem, I'll withdraw first, you guys talk slowly."

After Bellavila left, I felt that the average intelligence line in this small shop had been lowered a lot in an instant, and I was afraid that staying in it for a long time might have an adverse effect on my body and mind, so I hurriedly said goodbye, and when I walked to the door, Sylvia's voice had just sounded: "Oh-"

Leaving Sylvia's shop, Sandora and I were still talking in a spiritual connection, Bella Vera can bring us more important information every time she wakes up, and now it seems that on the one hand, on the one hand, she has a limited time to wake up, and the information she can sort out is also limited, and on the other hand, the more important reason is that the existence of a certain "mental suggestion" makes her forget a lot of things.

But how this spiritual suggestion gradually diminishes has become a somewhat questionable question. There should be no doubt that there is a commander behind the fallen apostles, and no matter who the other person really is, he cannot be a reckless man, and from his actions of applying spiritual cues to each of the fallen apostles, we can infer that the other party is very cautious. So in this case, how could Bella Vera's spiritual lock slowly untie on its own?

I suspect that Occam broke the shackle by chance when he plotted against Bellavila, but there is no basis for this, and Sandora, who has always considered the worst of the enemy, cannot accept that "an accidental amnesia can invalidate the shackles that the Supreme Commander of the Fallen Apostles has planned", so the second possible reason is the second.

"It seems to be Jun's halo effect again." Her Majesty sighed faintly in the spiritual connection.

"Purification?"

"According to the Father, you are a source of information disturbance," said Sandora, "and anyone who comes into contact with you in any way can recover from the power of the Abyssal Force, and Bellavira's resurrection and spiritual unlocking may have something to do with it. If only Tavel could find a technique to amplify this disturbance. ”

Then I sat down in the broadcast studio and read a prose poem to the enemy's land, sea and air before the battle: "The Little Trumpet Begins to Broadcast", and our army is invincible, right?

Sandora says it's a good prospect.

Starting from Sylvia's small shop, it was not far to cross the outer military line directly to the academy district, and after walking along this road for a short time, I came to the commercial street commonly known as the academy road, and a blue figure that suddenly appeared in sight caught my attention, interrupting the thoughts in my mind about the Supreme Commander of the Fallen Apostles.

Anyway, now that we know that the enemy has a supreme commander, it is of no practical value to us, and it is impossible for our intelligence power to penetrate deep into the interior of the fallen apostles to spy on it, so we should leave this matter to the adjutants of the headquarters for a headache.

"Yo! Qi lù nuo, are you still counting? ”

I smiled and came to the little girl in the blue dress who was squatting on the ground and picking and calculating, and suddenly shouted loudly.

"Wow!" Qi Lù Nuo jumped up suddenly, looked at his fingers, and then suddenly opened his teeth and claws to me with an angry look, "Damn! Bad apple! People can figure it out when they see it! ”

"What are you? Yesterday's earnings? I happily looked at the puffing appearance of this ice goblin with only (9) combat power, which was really not a threat at all, and then looked at the façade behind the little girl: Qi Lù Nuo Cold Drink Shop.

"People are counting...... Count ......" Qi Lùnuo instantly stammered, the ice wings behind him slowly drooped, and after a few seconds, the temperature around him began to drop rapidly, and this stupid goblin pounced at once, "It's all your fault!" Bad apple! Hurry up and tell people what they were just now! If you can't figure it out, you won't be able to open today! ”

Well, if you can't calculate it, you can't open it, what is this important data?

"Woo woo, I can't even think of why I can't open if I can't figure out anything." As soon as Qi Lùno asked me, he immediately squatted on the ground even more dejectedly, took out a piece of ice ballast, and drew a circle.

It took me some effort to get the depressed Ice Goblin back up, and out of curiosity, I made a request to visit the other party's shop, and to my surprise, Qi Lùno was so welcoming that she almost dragged me by the hand to the shop, and as soon as I entered, I was shocked.

The floor is covered with ice, the windows are covered with ice flowers, the chandelier is a foot-long icicle, the chairs are covered with ice ballast, large and small pieces of broken ice can be seen everywhere, the service counter is a bit similar to the bar and is even covered with thick ice and snow and cannot be seen as it is, the cold air in the small storefront is pressing, the cold wind gusts, the two refrigeration blowers are still blowing out on the opposite wall with the cold wind wrapped in snowflakes, the scene in the cold drink shop is like the Ice Age, at least how many degrees below zero!

"No guests!" Qi Lùno was extremely happy when he entered such an environment, and he jumped into the bar, "Really, so many people said they were willing to come to the venue before the store opened, but they didn't come after a trip." Ah, do you want sorbet? People freeze it out by themselves! This is a special item! ”

I hurriedly waved my hand: "Don't bother, I'll just nibble on a piece from the table myself." ”

You're using a cold drink shop as a cafeteria!

I have to say that Qi Lù Nuo once again refreshed my view of the world, let myself know how stupid a fool can be, according to what she said, there have been no guests here since a few days ago, so what is it that she leans on the door early in the morning to pick and choose?

When Qi Lù Nuo heard my question, he was dumbfounded for a moment, and then suddenly slapped his palm: "Ha! So that's the case, there are no customers, and people still say, why can't I count things all the time, it turns out that I haven't sold anything! ”

…… This must be a good trafficking product, right?

I can't imagine how hot a person must have to be to cool off in such a place, because you'll have to be hard pressed to determine who is the hardest frozen, the popsicle or the popsicle. And it may also become the first-ever cold drink shop where you can serve yourself or even homemade food: you stand at the door with a bottle of water and go back with chilled mineral water.

Chilùno was a child's temper, and in a moment she had forgotten what someone had just scared her, and now began to enthusiastically introduce me to her little shop, while I was intently observing the tabletop: there was an unlucky fly in the crushed ice on the table, still flying with its wings outstretched, apparently frozen the moment it flew in.

"It's a milk popsicle!"

The Ice Fairy placed a large box on the counter, poured the liquid into it that had been stirred so that it could not be seen in its original appearance, and rubbed his hands on the box, and poured a large amount of rǔ white sè ice cubes from it.

"Ah, I forgot to stick a stick in it!" Qi Lùno exclaimed.

I picked up a so-called milk popsicle from the counter and threw it on the floor, and the bowl suddenly became a big hole.

If it doesn't melt so easily, it's actually a good building material.

A certain ice goblin obviously got the recipe for normal ice cream wrong, and didn't expect how terrible it would be to freeze popsicles at this ambient temperature, still amusing himself over there to make ice cubes, while I suddenly felt a move in my pocket in front of xiōng, and I crawled out tremblingly: "Hiss, it's so cold, Ah Jun, let's go to the Frozen Continent again?" ”

As he spoke, the little thing took out a small bag and put it on his back, and drilled into the warmer neckline: this is about to move.

I wondered maliciously if I threw her into the glass of water at this time, and would turn into a lump of amber like the hapless fly.

For the sake of my own health, I got up and was about to quit when Jingle Bell was halfway up, but this action made Qi Lùno look up from the popsicle box, and the other party saw Jingle Bell drilling into the neckline at a glance, and immediately greeted happily. As mentioned before, Ding Dong and Qi Lù Nuo have become good friends, so the two stupid people met again and became very affectionate, and I braved the cold wind of minus 15 or 6 degrees Celsius to wonder if it would be more appropriate to open a pharmacy next to Qi Lùno's cold drink shop, and go out to the left to treat colds, demonstrating the humanistic care of urban planning. RO@。