Chapter 177: The Guillotine
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The luster of the bullet copper covered Teng Yunshen's body. He followed the gravity line towards the igloo behind the wildfire. The killer's inspiration ignited all his potential, and Teng Yunshen knew every step ahead.
Approaching wildfire is definitely a crazy adventure. The other party was an eighth-order wizard, and he had only reached the third-order, and there was a difference of two stages between the two.
However, the moment he touched the Giant's Shadow, he made up his mind. It's not just a courageous attempt. He has a complete plan. He runs, breathes, imagines. Deadly angles shone brightly in his concentration.
Teng Yunshen was not sure if he had really mastered the correct trajectory. It's just that the arrow is on the bow and has to be sent. A sniper with a good position can find the right moment with a good field of vision, and he doesn't have that to spare. The giant was so close to him that his every move could not escape the eyes of his enemies, and more importantly, the giant was closer to the witch.
The necromancer had already used her body to fend off Teng Yunshen many attacks, and if it weren't for the magic of the Shadow of Sin, she would have died under the bloodthirsty butcher's knife. And the protection and damage that the Shadow of Guilt brings to her have a limit. So, wildfires have slowed down. He just has to be patient and he can reap the win.
Slender wounds spread inside the witch's body.
Teng Yunshen stepped on the wall of the igloo. The gravity line tied him firmly to the igloo and allowed him to stand on his feet. Immediately afterward, he focused on the giants. He threw a gravitational line and pulled himself towards where the giant was.
The witch pulls the trigger. The next moment, almost the moment she pulled the trigger, Wildfire sliced through the flying bullets with a butcher's knife, as before.
However, the witch's elaborate weapons are not the little ones registered with the Guns Bureau. It's more ...... Graceful. A barrage of bullets popped out of the magazine and into the giant's chest.
Teng Yunshen approached the wildfire. He saw the thick neck of the enemy. The Transfiguration Mage's neck has an undeniable toughness. Even if he was holding a magic sword, Teng Yunshen couldn't simply cut it off.
However, it is also easy to break. It's an innate fear that is buried deep in each person's body, reminding them that they are so visibly vulnerable.
It's the time of functionality. People are beginning to realize that their bodies are not so incomprehensible. In the past, people might have likened it to a clock that would strike for no reason, but now it's likened to a car that strikes at every turn. The more you know, the less awe you have. Health no longer has the sanctity of being a whole. It's still a mystery, but people no longer take it for granted to go in search of religion or the old man in the alley. They prefer to go to the hospital and have the little parts being beaten. Is this a step backwards? No, it's a definite step forward.
Historically, even in times of abundance and peace, people's health was very, very bad. You might blame it on the limitations of the times, and that's not wrong. This also means that you have to admit that before the development of modern science, the ancient occult was only a specious experience and the deception of word of mouth, and that after science has advanced to the point where you can observe every cell in great detail, experience may become a trivial superstition.
Even in times like these, the neck still plays a special role.
When it connects the head to the torso in peace, it barely expresses any meaning. Even a face that you turn your head and forget about it - bland features, plain expressions - it conveys much more information than your neck. In the accurate description of the wanted post, the neck is rarely photographed, and people do not use it for walking and writing. People praise the singers' voices, but still focus the camera on their faces. The neck seems to be just ...... Nape.
However, Teng Yunshen has a deep understanding of this part. This is the symbol that symbolizes gloom, darkness, death, and all that has to do with it. Cutting off the feet for walking and the hands for writing is no worse than amputating the neck.
He accepted the identity of the killer, and the neck was no longer just an offering to him on the guillotine.
This part is the stage for the killer to show his talents quietly.
Hunters use bows and arrows, police officers use pistols, but the piano string is the killer's unique weapon. And to kill people with it, you have to go behind the target without knowing it and put it around the neck.
Teng Yun let go of the gravity line and jumped into the invisible corner of the wildfire.
The back of the giant's fragile neck was unobstructed before his eyes. However, giants are so strong. People fall to their knees and expose the back of their necks to others as a sign of surrender and trust. The giant's standing and walking were like mountains and thunderbolts, and it was impossible for Teng Yunshen to easily strangle his neck.
However, the young wizard could feel the fear in the mind of the shapeshifter.
The giant interfered with the witch's movements at the expense of his vision, causing him to fall into a fear of the unknown. Blind fear will always be there more or less, and the back of people's necks are always faced with the fear of the unknown. You never know what's behind you. Perhaps, a small inconspicuous spider can take away your seemingly indestructible life. And it's not even malicious, and you can't beware of it.
The reason why the world is so painful is because it is full of chaos.
So what does the most devastating chaos look like? The answer to this question may go against most people's intuition. In the end, the final chaos was silent. Everything is silent in eternal silence. Time no longer passes, space no longer stretches. They are both the beginning and the end, they collapse or swell into a point. And at the moment of termination, even the concept of a point ceases to exist.
The flow of energy from high to low is the law by which the world works. It keeps the world so chaotic alive. And at the end of this law is the silence of chaos and the chaos of silence.
Teng Yunshen couldn't even tell the difference between weight and mass, but thankfully, he read extracurricular books like scientists' stories. It was difficult for him to understand that heat would flow from hot to cool. Everyone knows this firsthand.
And the neck is a wall between order and chaos.