In the thick darkness, the smoke filled the air, and no one understood what was going on.

It can only be felt that all attacks are in vain.

In the end, even all the phantom beasts seemed to be lost in it, and they couldn't find any trace of Ye Qingxuan at all.

Even within the confines of the Eighth Symphony, smoke spreads continuously, covering the space.

The manticore hovers beyond the smoke, sometimes pounced, but it is difficult to make a mark, and the enemy is like a fish that does not spare its hand, always missing and passing by.

It seems that failure is only a matter of time, but it is always standing on the brink of crisis, and it seems like blindly delaying time, but time has dragged on for too long.

Gradually, the audience outside the arena has become numb, and they no longer have any worries, but are discussing with great interest how long this oriental imp can last?

For Banner, the situation was terrible.

Now, no matter what movement he uses, how he conducts the Manticore, it is completely ineffective.

On the one hand, it is the awakening of the beast, and after losing the control of the master, the strain of the phantom beast is also inflexible, on the other hand, it is because of the other party's response, which is too ingenious.

And, this guy ...... When did you become a musician of the School of Change?!

Although the full movement is not used. But this skill and skill, as well as the posture that is like walking with the clouds and swaying freely, is simply terrifying.

Banner no longer had the intention of winning in an instant at the beginning, and he fell into an unexpected stalemate situation, and the more he fought, the more he fought.

But the other party seems to know all his tricks, and the tricks that he tries his best to can often counter easily, just like ......

Play the same with the little ones!

"How long are you going to hide?!"

Banner roared, "Get out of here!"

on his neck. The score in the alchemy armament activated, setting off a violent wind, blowing away the thick layer of smoke, and the smoke spread, but everyone felt a dark in front of them, a drowsy impulse.

What the hell is this?

In the stands. With a gesture, Ludwig grabbed a wisp of smoke and swept it across the tip of his nose.

There was a pungent smell, and there was a faint hint of 'Sumo wine' mixed in with it, which was exactly what he expected.

"He deliberately provoked Banner to lose his mind,"

He sighed, "...... It's 'incense for the lost.' ’”

Volatile agent, accelerant, borneol, cow pith, agarwood, suma wine, white orange wood, green salt...... The summoner took inspiration from Tianzhu's spice recipe and reworked it after decades of experimentation.

For the beast, the best anesthetic. Psychedelics, just like mandalas and humans.

It causes the mad beast to become disoriented, unresponsive, instinctively weakened, and plunged into intense drowsiness and confusion.

Just like a cat will get excited after eating nepeta, and a snake will feel like drunk after eating dogwood...... It's the nature of the beast.

When the phantom beast loses the full control of the musician, and the beast nature boils and gains the upper hand, it also means that it is dominated by its own nature. Suppose they do not have clear instructions from their masters. will only be immersed in intoxication, let alone cooperate with each other. It's already a great thing not to get in the way of each other and be lame.

What's more......

"That's your Achilles' heel, Banner. ”

In the darkness, Ye Qingxuan's voice floated from afar, "It's right that you have become an official musician, but what is the difference between a formal musician with empty power and an enhanced apprentice?"

That's right. This is Banner's fatal flaw.

It's like Ye Qingxuan's frontal combat ability is basically equal to nothing.

No amount of sublimation rituals, no amount of heart seal inheritance, and no amount of celestial and human induction can make up for Banner's shortcomings.

He had no experience in wielding power.

There is no substitute for experience without experiencing it yourself.

It's something that comes in exchange for trauma and frustration. Those who have never lost will never appreciate what is the most important thing in battle.

What's more, a behemoth like a manticore is too reluctant for Banner.

It's a phantom beast that has been passed down by the Adrian family for hundreds of years, yes, it's very strong, it's too strong, it's too strong to even become an official musician.

For a slightly experienced musician, this situation is like a child playing with an axe.

Giving it to Banner so early, the Adrians were in too much of a hurry.

Indeed, such a strong force is enough to run amok in the school, but for his enemies, it is somewhat reluctant.

Especially when he faced Ye Qingxuan, a dirty guy who walked sideways in Xiacheng City by relying on a stuffy stick and sneak attacks.

Hearing Ye Qingxuan's voice, Banner was silent, but on his increasingly pale face, purple and cyan blood vessels like cobwebs faintly appeared.

The melody suddenly paused, and then suddenly played again, even if it was the same symphony, the melody was completely different from the previous one, more and more grandiose, with the fury of thunder.

From the first movement instantly, to the fourth movement?!

"Banner! Don't force ......"

Cullen was shocked: "The symphony is beyond your control. ”

"Shut up!" Banner's voice rubbed like a piece of iron, "I'm going to crush them, I'm going to ......"

In the middle of the same key, the melody becomes more and more intense!

The storm swept in, and the melody in Banner's hand soared again.

On the field, in a dark sky, another layer of dark clouds suddenly appeared out of thin air, and the layers of dark clouds appeared like frozen ice, showing the color of lead gray.

But in that dark cloud, there was a faint electric light. A faint electric light illuminates the behemoth hidden within.

The huge shadow that slowly condensed and wandered. Like a giant sea monster lurking in the depths of the ocean, it slowly emerges from the darkness, spreads its wings, and emits a huge roar!

That's a dragon's roar.

The fourth movement of the Eighth Symphony is dubbed 'The Tempest' by the author, and its origin is the legend of the Calamity Dragon.

The dragon soars above the sky, spreading its wings. And it brings the night, and with the flap of its wings, it is a storm of destruction.

Summoning the shadow of the dragon, this is the power of the fourth movement.

The dragon roared like thunder, shaking the faces of his teammates pale.

With their strength, even if it is a combined force. It's too reluctant to interfere with the Aether Sea. That's an impact that can only be made when it resonates with the world.

Even if it only faintly resonates with the Aether Sea, this is an out-and-out resonance-level movement!

The reaction force brought by the ether was faintly suppressed, and the crisp sound of Bunner's bones on the ground did not stop him, but made him more and more crazy.

If it were an ordinary musician, I am afraid that he would have collapsed or fainted under this huge pressure, but Banner is still completely fine at the moment.

Beside him, the manticore roared, and its figure grew a little shorter. Diverted most of the backlash that was pressing on him.

The biggest advantage of summoning factions is not the tactics of the number of people, nor the power of various weird phantom beasts.

Its most fundamental strength lies in its ability to resist pressure.

Unlike musicians from other factions, they are able to share their mental stress with the demons in their heads.

After hitting the scepter level, he can even let the phantom beast bear the fatal wound in his place, which is like having several more lives. In the East, such a musician is even crowned as a demon fox with nine lives. Cat, seven-headed willow and so on.

Only, their enemies. Not necessarily so lucky.

Seeing that Banner was desperate to push the melody to the highest peak, Cullen couldn't help but be shocked at the disastrous consequences:

"Banner, what are you doing?"

"Shut up!

Banner turned his head and glared at him sharply, his eyes a grim green like a manticore.

It's been eroded by animal nature.

Karen suddenly realized in his heart, but it was too late to stop it. He didn't even have the strength to speak anymore.

All his energy was devoted to the tremendous pressure of the melody, and as the great power brewed in the clouds, the dragon's shadow stared more and more, and the pressure on the performer increased.

Everyone's bodies were trembling, and they were enduring a severe headache. Overdrawing energy and maintaining the melody.

If the performance is successful, it is only a serious illness, and if the tone is hastily interrupted at this moment, then a momentary music theory backlash is enough to shatter their perceptions, and the least consequence is to be sent to the urgent ward of Whitechapel Hospital!

The pressure is getting bigger and bigger, and there are already people who can't support it and are about to collapse.

But at this moment, a new melody was added to the frenzied movement, and at this critical juncture, it was like a savior in the same key.

The arrival of this new force greatly reduced everyone's pressure, and they were suddenly relieved, but they didn't know who helped them at the most critical time.

The melody fits their frequencies perfectly, echoing their high and low wavelengths, blending perfectly into the resonance and taking most of the pressure away.

And after the pressure of most people, the one who was in tune with the tune still didn't have any out-of-control.

The technique of the same tune is quiet and steady, and there is no stiffness in the smooth playing, which is perfect!

Karen was overjoyed, and hurriedly followed the induction to look over: for such a long time, he had not found such a genius in the team. This skill is absolutely beyond the reach of others.

At the critical moment, turn the tide and save the crisis. It's simply a white jade pillar in the sky, a purple gold beam in the sea!

It's just that when he found the source of the co-tuner, he couldn't help but be completely confused.

Wait, wait a minute...... What's going on here?

Did you hallucinate? Or did you suddenly cross into some strange parallel world? Could it be that you are in the music history department?

The man who completed the music in one fell swoop at a critical moment, relieved everyone's pressure, and pushed the music history department into the abyss from which it will never recover......

It's Charles? (To be continued......