The hand of ashes was wrapped around a terrifying melody and exuded a dead-gray aether, weathered the walls and cracks in the floor, the wind cracking.

Everything was 'destroyed' by this hand in an instant!

- Things are twisted!

Everyone's faces turned pale.

It's the ultimate power that resonant musicians dream of, a terrifying sonic power that's just one step away from the 'Scepter'. But the aura emitted by just one hand has reached this level, so what kind of monster is its body?!

The red eyes watched as the palm of the hand was raised high, clenched into a fist, and then slammed down towards him!

It's like the sky is falling......

That was his only thought.

Let's go!

A puddle of flesh burst out from under the black hand and landed on the face of the musician next to him, causing a burst of exclamation.

The huge palm swept through the narrow room, and the black qi entwined in layers, holding several musicians in his hand, and then retracted behind the whirlpool.

From the silent vortex came a terrible scream, a cry of fear for descent into hell.

Immediately afterward, there was a scalp-tingling chewing sound, and there was no more sound.

The blood-colored vortex was still spinning, the hand was gone, the dog was gone, but all the survivors still had no blood on their faces.

Just one hand, in an instant, reduced their number by more than half!

Even that mysterious red-eyed is dead?!

Some people trembled and wanted to escape quietly.

"Don't mess around, stabilize the bloody path first!"

The robin's voice rang out.

The man with the strange mask on his head replaced Bloody Eye and stood at the core: "The royal musician is about to come in, and the top priority at the moment is to solidify the blood path and take it away......

Red-eyed, are you still alive? If you live, give me a good job. ”

"Being...... Recover....... ”

Next to the robin. It was the remains of the red-eyed smashed into meat sauce, and the wreckage had turned into a pile of rotten meat that had been shattered like mud.

But in the rotten flesh, the remaining half of the head opened the only red pupil, and sighed hoarsely: "This body is no longer usable."

It's a pity, it's been three years, and I've gotten used to it a lot......"

In situ. The rotten flesh burned in vain, and the breath of destruction in it burned all along with it. The red-eyed half of his head floated in mid-air, glanced at those rare and strange musicians, and commanded lightly:

"Let's get started, time is running out. Based on the ninth movement of the Calixtinus Dossier, the symphonic performance is performed. ”

The musicians swallowed and foamed, forcibly calmed their minds, and did what they said.

The aether made waves again, amid sharp chants and melodies. The blood path vortex began to slowly collapse, releasing a blinding light that transformed from an ethereal state to the material interface.

But the screams rang out abruptly from among the musicians.

The musician at the front suddenly stopped singing, rolled on the ground in pain, and stopped singing, but his voice continued.

In the midst of the mad singing, his body dried up little by little, and all the essence and flesh were extracted. Merge into the whirlpool of collapse.

Immediately followed by the second, the third. Fourth ...... The musicians were horrified and tried to break away from each other's resonance, but found themselves in the mud.

Even if they wanted to stop, the melody and aetheric tide in their bodies urged and ravaged their bodies, forcing them to burn all their lives, pushing this demonic hymn to its peak!

'Breath of boiling blood'!

This is a technique that was also used by rain cloth masters in the past. But now it has become a trap hidden in the score, and all the musicians except robin and red-eyed are drawn into empty shells one by one.

Bits of light flew out of the empty shell's facial features, gathered in front of the red eye, and turned into an old leather scroll. It depicts layers of scripture in blood, all of which describe how to use life and blood to arrange rituals to please the gods and exchange them for rewards.

- The Calixtinus Dossier!

This is a copy made with the lives of sixteen musicians.

The robin glanced back at the red eyes, his eyes did not seem to be angry, but only implied coldness: "After all, it was my subordinates, you killed them so arbitrarily, aren't you worried that I will be angry?"

"It's a bunch of consumables anyway, and I know too much. Even if I don't do it, you'll clean it up, right? If I do it, at least I can reuse it. ”

Red Eyes didn't care, just looked at him with the remaining eyes: "Besides, my two younger brothers also died because of you, and this is what you owe me." ”

"You'd better not ask for more. ”

The robin retracted his gaze and looked up at the whirlpool in the air. The vortex had condensed into a fist-sized ray of light, slowly falling in front of him.

This is the 'Blood Path Marker' created at the cost of the quagmire war of the entire Avalon, and from then on, he can use this to open the blood path and enter the dark Shadow Realm at any time.

Beneath the mask, he smiled faintly and reached out to grab the ball of blood.

But in an instant, his body shook, and his eyes burst out hideous:

"Who's there!?"

Behind him, a grim laugh rang out.

"Good work. ”

It was the professor's hoarse murmur.

The alchemy equipment under Robin's robes was all activated, forming layers of shield effects, and then he suddenly reached out and grabbed the blood light in mid-air.

The red eye immediately made a decision, spewing out a circle of spreading ripples, and the miserable green ripples spread in all directions, and as the ripples swept by, a black shadow appeared in the empty place.

His tracks were exposed, but the professor did not hesitate, but instead increased his speed, rushed in the direction of the road sign, stretched out his left hand, and grabbed the round of blood light.

The prepared right hand was raised from the sleeve, and the silver flute on the tip of his finger pointed in the direction of the two.

"I have a gift for you. ”

The score sealed in the silver flute was awakened, and the icy melody suddenly burst out of the void, bringing the frenzy of winter in an instant.

Is it a faction of change?

The red-eyed eyes moved, the dossier in front of him unfolded, and the hymn sounded out of thin air. The Wall of Bones suddenly rose from the earth, stopping the overwhelming cold wave.

But the cold wave passed through the wall like a phantom. Swept towards the red-eyed and robin who only had their heads left!

No, it's not a faction of change - it's an evolution of the faction of illusion!

The red eye was instantly enlightened, but immediately after, he was swallowed up by the hallucinatory rhythm.

This is a trap that the professor has crafted especially for them!

In an instant, layer after layer of frost and snow illusions surrounded him—wind vanes, rivers of frozen tears, Bodhi, looking back, ghost fires, spring dreams, loneliness, road signs, inns......

A multitude of flawless 'imagery' poured into his mind, taking possession of his mind.

Or the cold wind. Or the ice river flows, or the frost Bodhi, or the eerie ghostly fire, followed by the charming and gentle spring dream, and the loneliness of being alone......

In an instant, his will was torn apart, and he was involuntarily swallowed up by this strange illusion.

This is the music composed by the saint Schubert of the illusion faction - "Winter Journey", in the bitter winter, like a long journey like a dream!

This movement is not very lethal. But no matter how strong a musician is, once he falls into it, he will be instantly trapped by the twenty-four cages, unable to break free.

Red-Eye was instantly trapped in the illusion cage, but he bought a glimmer of opportunity for the robin.

The shield around the robin burst in layers, blocking the cold wave for a moment, and then a pitch-black robin flew out of his pocket.

Phantom beasts take the place of their masters. Withstood the invasion of illusions.

The bird collapsed in an instant, as the fragments of consciousness contained within were killed by the illusion. But the robin was completely fine, and was spared from the killing move that the professor had been preparing for a long time!

No one expected that the robin would be a musician from the summoning faction!

Immediately afterward, fireflies of light floated from the robin's fingers, flying towards the corpses around him......

The glow of fire penetrated into the corpse's mouth and nose, and the corpse swelled suddenly. There was a blazing fire beneath the skin, as if flesh had been ignited.

In an instant, the corpses were left with an empty skin sac, and a thousand-fold wave of fireflies poured out of their facial features and pounced on the professor.

That's hundreds of phosphorus and fire bugs. Harmless to all dead things, but mortal enemies to flesh and blood!

The professor's movements remained the same, and he actually rushed straight towards the road sign, not caring at all about the tide of phosphorus fireflies that rushed over,

In an instant, the tide of fireflies set off a raging wave, a loud roar spread, and the blazing light danced wildly, and a burning figure passed through it.

He actually endured the torture of those fireflies, and relied on his demon bloodline to resist the erosion of phosphorus fire!

At the cost of heavy damage, his palm was a line away from the difference between blood and light!

Miscalculated!

A look of astonishment flashed in the robin's eyes, and he immediately became fierce, and he took the ring off his index finger and threw it into the air.

If you want to resist hard, let's see if you can resist this!

The ring set with the red gem flew towards the professor, and on top of the ring, the red gem silently shattered and turned into powder.

In the sparkling light of the flying spar powder, there is an eye looming!

Glimpse!

Endless malice and madness seeped out of that eye, almost condensed into substance.

The professor's body shook, like a thunderbolt, and his body suddenly stopped unreasonably and retreated!

In the gaze of that 'eye', the professor's palm shattered inch by inch and twisted into a mess of mud. The whole person was infected by the aura of ashes and was crumbling.

Shields are useless, defenses are useless, vigilance is useless......

Under the overlook of this pupil, all precautions are meaningless.

Even if the professor withdraws in time, the whole person is almost completely wiped out!

If it weren't for the fact that he was a powerhouse of the Psychic and Illusion factions, I am afraid that at this moment, he would have completely turned into a madman and become a crazy believer in that eye......

"Eye of the Evil God!"

The professor rolled to the ground, severing his left shoulder with his hand, and the twisted arm fell to the ground, wriggling like a living thing, wandering all over the place, and had been demonized into a family of evil gods!

In the hands of the robin, there is a pupil that has been gifted by the 'evil god, the one with a hundred eyes'?

It was a hurried glimpse cast into the world by the gods who had exhausted all the evil and sinful karma of the world, enough to completely defeat mortals of flesh and blood!

In an instant, the victory and defeat were reversed.

"This is a special precaution for an uninvited guest like you!How does it feel?!Mr. Moriadhi!"

The robin laughed hoarsely and looked down at the professor rolling to the ground in the distance.

He stretched out his hand to grab the blood light that was slowly falling in the air, and looked at the road sign that was about to be acquired, and his laughter twisted excitedly.

No matter how hard you try, my things are still mine!

- No one can snatch it away!

"Wow, you're smiling so happily! Is there something good going on?"

In the darkness, the hoarse voice of the teenager rang out.

Boom!

The entire final laboratory shook suddenly, as if a giant had picked up a hammer and smashed it down. The air pressure changed violently, setting off a violent wind that swept in all directions.

In an instant, the sigh shook the entire dome to pieces, and heavy gravel screamed and fell from the air.

In the midst of the rocks, the frantic reformed bodies swooped out of the darkness and screamed and pounced on the robin.

Immediately after, the vengeful spirit descended from the sky and fell straight towards the blood-colored sign!

"Good stuff, it's mine!" (To be continued......)