Chapter 145
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Chapter 145: Hidden Arrow
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
"My Starry Eyes! My heartbeat" Claude wailed, staggering back. His drowsy eyes held extreme fear. Without even physically fighting, his sound of heart had been destroyed by the Professor with an illusion!
Having lost the sound of heart and being gravely wounded, he suddenly fell from the Resonance level, and returned to the category of a third-order musician. If he did not quickly find a Choir musician who could heal him immediately, not only would he never be able to return to the Resonance level, but he his organs would be at risk of necrosis! He suddenly turned pale and spit up a mouthful of blood. His body had suffered a heavy blow.
In the sky far away, Ye Qingxuan sensed his situation and gloated. "Cousin, get ready! Let’s give him a surprise arrow." His posture was too perfect not to shoot at.
-
At the scene, the entire picture changed suddenly. The dead professor had disappeared and was replaced by the Chainsaw monk who had been cut apart by Blue Teeth. The Chainsaw monk’s skull had been torn by Blue Teeth’s dragon blade, while his Sighing Sword was buried inside the white-faced woman’s chest.
The double swords in the woman’s hand had disappeared. Blue Teeth sluggishly lowered his head and saw two blades protruding from his chest. Behind him, a shadow with a pair of swords gave a strange smile.
"Thanks for the warm greetings from the parliament and your uninvited guests." The Professor slowly pulled out the double swords and began to weave them skillfully in his hand before assuming the standard pose for royal swordsmanship.
Under the reflection of moonlight, his lips curled into a mocking smile. "--I have been waiting for a long time!"
Blue Teeth’s face suddenly became ferocious. The swords in his body wriggled and clenched tightly! For dark musicians, mere destruction of the physical body was nothing. The Rain Artist from before was able to make a comeback even when his instrument had backfired and his entire body exploded!
Without saying a word, the bone flute on Blue Teeth’s arm began whistling again. His body transformed into something demonic, and the dragon blade lit up with the light of runes.
He appeared at the Professor's back like lightning and chopped his head off with the dragon blade, but the professor's figure shook and disappeared. His complexion changed as he looked up reflexively.
Poof! Snake Scales pierced through his jaw and out under his cheekbone, leaving a bloody hole. He swept away the Professor instinctively and retreated, shouting, "Claude! Help me get out of the illusion!"
There was no response on the other end of the soul connection.
"Claude!" His complexion changed. "Claude, where are you?!"
Claude did not reply. No one knew when the soul connection had broken. Then he heard a scream.
-
Half a second ago, Claude was stunned. For some reason, a strong sense of uneasiness flashed through his heart. He subconsciously raised his hand, wanting to find the source.
But then a suppressed roar sounded over the rain. The walls began shaking, and a cold arrow pierced through the rain, darting toward his chest like a viper.
Boom! There was a crisp snap. A faint shield appeared on his arm, deflecting the arrow, but the huge impact almost made him lose feeling in his arm. A cold sweat seeped from his back as the feeling of ferocious hostility made him numb.
"Who is it?" In the dark, Claude clutched his right arm in horror and curled up in the corner. "Who's out there?!"
No one responded. The walls shook again. Feeling another crisis looming, he gave up on keeping his dignity and rolled in the dust. An arrow scraped his calf and shot into the wall, leaving behind a hole the size of a pinky finger. It was terrifying!
On a roof outside the empty house, Ye Qingxuan closed his eyes in the rain, receiving information from the perception thread. With the rain, water vapor was everywhere, making it perfect for Bolero!
Beside him, Bai Xi was kneeling on the ground. The heavy crossbow on her shoulder, which had been modified greatly, was aimed at the empty house. Rain fell on it. The splashes were chilling.
"A bit to the left, slightly lower," Ye Qingxuan ordered, "and shoot!"
Bai Xi’s body shook, rain flying off. The arrow silently shot out and drilled out a hole in the sheet of rain. The silver crossbow arrow was like lightning. It flew across the long distance in the blink of an eye and entered the wall silently.
Only Ye Qingxuan felt the enemy’s pathetic state. "These crossbows are too powerful nowadays! The precision is crazy!"
"Who knows, maybe mine just happens to be a good one!" Bai Xi huffed and elbowed him a bit. "Stop wasting time. I just got into the swing of things. Where did he go now?"
"Two centimeters to the left, keep the height, he’s in the corner..."
-
In the dilapidated empty house, Claude's premonition flashed constantly. He rolled from the corner without thinking. An arrow brushed past his ear immediately after and buried into the wall, twanging. The sharp, icy sound stung his eardrums as goosebumps rose all over his skin.
His sound of heart had been destroyed and he was greatly wounded, but he still had the strong intuition of Revelations musicians. He was keenly aware of the danger and crisis.
It was said that the "voyeurs" of the School of Revelations could even sense when others said their names and the context after reaching the scepter level. Their fighting ability might not have been the best, but perception and insight were the key skills of the School of Revelation. But he could not remain trapped here!
Claude's features twisted. He could not believe that as a Revelations musician, he was trapped in a corner and could not even find the enemy! If he remained here, he was waiting for death.
Were these d*mn killers arranged by the Professor? Hiding beyond his range of perception, they wanted to make him die in humiliation, like a mouse in a ditch..
"In your dreams!"
His eyes were bloodshot. He took a deep breath, but a sharp pain stabbed his organs. In his eyes, the broken stars gathered again. Like a candle in the wind, he temporarily restored the power of the Starry Eyes, but at the cost of serious injury!
In the soon-to-be extinguished starlight, he looked around and it suddenly dawned on him. "Is it because of this?!" A dim thread of water vapor was illuminated by the starlight. It crisscrossed in the empty house, forming a dense network.
He was caught in this spider web like an insect, unable to escape. His pupil followed the thread out. His eyes penetrated the wall, looked past the rain, and focused on two figures.
After seeing the aetheric fluctuations in them, his terrified eyes settled into disdain. "I may be injured, but you think two Rhythm musicians can kill me? Professor, you are dreaming!" His face overcast, he grasped the Silver Virgo—even if he was injured, he could still manipulate the aether!
This was the real difference between musicians of the Musician and Rhythm level—as long as there was a good instrument at hand, there was a concrete gap in their combat effectiveness!
At the Musician level, it was unnecessary to prepare or even perform live before using a music score. All they needed to do was seal the entire score inside the instrument beforehand and it could be called upon at any time. With the snap of a finger, a torrent could be triggered!
"If I had the brocade of heaven..." He chanted the spell and the Silver Virgo wailed. The sealed movement was awakened. Wind whistled through the flute, bringing a distant and cold sound. The sound gradually grew, like wind howling in the winter!
Silently, the water vapor perception threads froze and snapped. In an instant, Ye Qingxuan had lost his perception.
In the empty house, white frost spread from Claude's feet, instantly blanketing the ground in white. As if a wind tunnel had been opened, sharp winds blew in palm-size snowflakes. They whistled around his body, emitting a cold chill. The sharp snowflakes cut through the walls easily and crushed another incoming arrow.
This was not pure energy change released by the School of Modifications—this was the Blizzard Suite from the School of Revelations! It had been created by a genius who simulated the heavens rather than hell. He put celestial phenomena into his mind, empowered them with the aether, and created something comparable to natural catastrophes.
Though he was destroyed by his own wild fantasies in his final attempt, he had started a new path in the School of Revelations. With the additions of others, it became a new school. They were Revelations musicians, but most would also use music scores from other schools in case of emergency.
This was the precious movement that Claude had earned from the royal family after entering the Resonance level. With this melody, the aether would form a blizzard zone like a giant shield. In this zone, external energy attacks would be diluted and frozen by the layers of blizzards. Enemies approaching brashly would become a pile of crushed ice. And its greatest power was…Flight!
Boom! The roof of the empty house was suddenly lifted up by a huge force. His body rose and he flew up into the sky!
The wind and snow rolled in reverse, emanating with icy coldness. The icicles cut into countless water droplets and Claude was instantly dozens of meters aboveground. If he was still at the Resonance level, he could have affected the weather of the entire street. Now, flying in the air, he was invincible.
"Cousin, he’s flying," Bai Xi murmured. "Just as you said…"
Ye Qingxuan smiled and did not reply. He slowly lifted up his cane. Bolero's perception threads extended from his body again and spread in all directions. A plaintive melody sounded faintly.
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Chapter 145: Hidden Arrow
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
"My Starry Eyes! My heartbeat" Claude wailed, staggering back. His drowsy eyes held extreme fear. Without even physically fighting, his sound of heart had been destroyed by the Professor with an illusion!
Having lost the sound of heart and being gravely wounded, he suddenly fell from the Resonance level, and returned to the category of a third-order musician. If he did not quickly find a Choir musician who could heal him immediately, not only would he never be able to return to the Resonance level, but he his organs would be at risk of necrosis! He suddenly turned pale and spit up a mouthful of blood. His body had suffered a heavy blow.
In the sky far away, Ye Qingxuan sensed his situation and gloated. "Cousin, get ready! Let’s give him a surprise arrow." His posture was too perfect not to shoot at.
-
At the scene, the entire picture changed suddenly. The dead professor had disappeared and was replaced by the Chainsaw monk who had been cut apart by Blue Teeth. The Chainsaw monk’s skull had been torn by Blue Teeth’s dragon blade, while his Sighing Sword was buried inside the white-faced woman’s chest.
The double swords in the woman’s hand had disappeared. Blue Teeth sluggishly lowered his head and saw two blades protruding from his chest. Behind him, a shadow with a pair of swords gave a strange smile.
"Thanks for the warm greetings from the parliament and your uninvited guests." The Professor slowly pulled out the double swords and began to weave them skillfully in his hand before assuming the standard pose for royal swordsmanship.
Under the reflection of moonlight, his lips curled into a mocking smile. "--I have been waiting for a long time!"
Blue Teeth’s face suddenly became ferocious. The swords in his body wriggled and clenched tightly! For dark musicians, mere destruction of the physical body was nothing. The Rain Artist from before was able to make a comeback even when his instrument had backfired and his entire body exploded!
Without saying a word, the bone flute on Blue Teeth’s arm began whistling again. His body transformed into something demonic, and the dragon blade lit up with the light of runes.
He appeared at the Professor's back like lightning and chopped his head off with the dragon blade, but the professor's figure shook and disappeared. His complexion changed as he looked up reflexively.
Poof! Snake Scales pierced through his jaw and out under his cheekbone, leaving a bloody hole. He swept away the Professor instinctively and retreated, shouting, "Claude! Help me get out of the illusion!"
There was no response on the other end of the soul connection.
"Claude!" His complexion changed. "Claude, where are you?!"
Claude did not reply. No one knew when the soul connection had broken. Then he heard a scream.
-
Half a second ago, Claude was stunned. For some reason, a strong sense of uneasiness flashed through his heart. He subconsciously raised his hand, wanting to find the source.
But then a suppressed roar sounded over the rain. The walls began shaking, and a cold arrow pierced through the rain, darting toward his chest like a viper.
Boom! There was a crisp snap. A faint shield appeared on his arm, deflecting the arrow, but the huge impact almost made him lose feeling in his arm. A cold sweat seeped from his back as the feeling of ferocious hostility made him numb.
"Who is it?" In the dark, Claude clutched his right arm in horror and curled up in the corner. "Who's out there?!"
No one responded. The walls shook again. Feeling another crisis looming, he gave up on keeping his dignity and rolled in the dust. An arrow scraped his calf and shot into the wall, leaving behind a hole the size of a pinky finger. It was terrifying!
On a roof outside the empty house, Ye Qingxuan closed his eyes in the rain, receiving information from the perception thread. With the rain, water vapor was everywhere, making it perfect for Bolero!
Beside him, Bai Xi was kneeling on the ground. The heavy crossbow on her shoulder, which had been modified greatly, was aimed at the empty house. Rain fell on it. The splashes were chilling.
"A bit to the left, slightly lower," Ye Qingxuan ordered, "and shoot!"
Bai Xi’s body shook, rain flying off. The arrow silently shot out and drilled out a hole in the sheet of rain. The silver crossbow arrow was like lightning. It flew across the long distance in the blink of an eye and entered the wall silently.
Only Ye Qingxuan felt the enemy’s pathetic state. "These crossbows are too powerful nowadays! The precision is crazy!"
"Who knows, maybe mine just happens to be a good one!" Bai Xi huffed and elbowed him a bit. "Stop wasting time. I just got into the swing of things. Where did he go now?"
"Two centimeters to the left, keep the height, he’s in the corner..."
-
In the dilapidated empty house, Claude's premonition flashed constantly. He rolled from the corner without thinking. An arrow brushed past his ear immediately after and buried into the wall, twanging. The sharp, icy sound stung his eardrums as goosebumps rose all over his skin.
His sound of heart had been destroyed and he was greatly wounded, but he still had the strong intuition of Revelations musicians. He was keenly aware of the danger and crisis.
It was said that the "voyeurs" of the School of Revelations could even sense when others said their names and the context after reaching the scepter level. Their fighting ability might not have been the best, but perception and insight were the key skills of the School of Revelation. But he could not remain trapped here!
Claude's features twisted. He could not believe that as a Revelations musician, he was trapped in a corner and could not even find the enemy! If he remained here, he was waiting for death.
Were these d*mn killers arranged by the Professor? Hiding beyond his range of perception, they wanted to make him die in humiliation, like a mouse in a ditch..
"In your dreams!"
His eyes were bloodshot. He took a deep breath, but a sharp pain stabbed his organs. In his eyes, the broken stars gathered again. Like a candle in the wind, he temporarily restored the power of the Starry Eyes, but at the cost of serious injury!
In the soon-to-be extinguished starlight, he looked around and it suddenly dawned on him. "Is it because of this?!" A dim thread of water vapor was illuminated by the starlight. It crisscrossed in the empty house, forming a dense network.
He was caught in this spider web like an insect, unable to escape. His pupil followed the thread out. His eyes penetrated the wall, looked past the rain, and focused on two figures.
After seeing the aetheric fluctuations in them, his terrified eyes settled into disdain. "I may be injured, but you think two Rhythm musicians can kill me? Professor, you are dreaming!" His face overcast, he grasped the Silver Virgo—even if he was injured, he could still manipulate the aether!
This was the real difference between musicians of the Musician and Rhythm level—as long as there was a good instrument at hand, there was a concrete gap in their combat effectiveness!
At the Musician level, it was unnecessary to prepare or even perform live before using a music score. All they needed to do was seal the entire score inside the instrument beforehand and it could be called upon at any time. With the snap of a finger, a torrent could be triggered!
"If I had the brocade of heaven..." He chanted the spell and the Silver Virgo wailed. The sealed movement was awakened. Wind whistled through the flute, bringing a distant and cold sound. The sound gradually grew, like wind howling in the winter!
Silently, the water vapor perception threads froze and snapped. In an instant, Ye Qingxuan had lost his perception.
In the empty house, white frost spread from Claude's feet, instantly blanketing the ground in white. As if a wind tunnel had been opened, sharp winds blew in palm-size snowflakes. They whistled around his body, emitting a cold chill. The sharp snowflakes cut through the walls easily and crushed another incoming arrow.
This was not pure energy change released by the School of Modifications—this was the Blizzard Suite from the School of Revelations! It had been created by a genius who simulated the heavens rather than hell. He put celestial phenomena into his mind, empowered them with the aether, and created something comparable to natural catastrophes.
Though he was destroyed by his own wild fantasies in his final attempt, he had started a new path in the School of Revelations. With the additions of others, it became a new school. They were Revelations musicians, but most would also use music scores from other schools in case of emergency.
This was the precious movement that Claude had earned from the royal family after entering the Resonance level. With this melody, the aether would form a blizzard zone like a giant shield. In this zone, external energy attacks would be diluted and frozen by the layers of blizzards. Enemies approaching brashly would become a pile of crushed ice. And its greatest power was…Flight!
Boom! The roof of the empty house was suddenly lifted up by a huge force. His body rose and he flew up into the sky!
The wind and snow rolled in reverse, emanating with icy coldness. The icicles cut into countless water droplets and Claude was instantly dozens of meters aboveground. If he was still at the Resonance level, he could have affected the weather of the entire street. Now, flying in the air, he was invincible.
"Cousin, he’s flying," Bai Xi murmured. "Just as you said…"
Ye Qingxuan smiled and did not reply. He slowly lifted up his cane. Bolero's perception threads extended from his body again and spread in all directions. A plaintive melody sounded faintly.
Chapter 145: Hidden ArrowTranslator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio"My Starry Eyes! My heartbeat" Claude wailed, staggering back. His drowsy eyes held extreme fear. Without even physically fighting, his sound of heart had been destroyed by the Professor with an illusion!Having lost the sound of heart and being gravely wounded, he suddenly fell from the Resonance level, and returned to the category of a third-order musician. If he did not quickly find a Choir musician who could heal him immediately, not only would he never be able to return to the Resonance level, but he his organs would be at risk of necrosis! He suddenly turned pale and spit up a mouthful of blood. His body had suffered a heavy blow.In the sky far away, Ye Qingxuan sensed his situation and gloated. "Cousin, get ready! Let's give him a surprise arrow." His posture was too perfect not to shoot at.-At the scene, the entire picture changed suddenly. The dead professor had disappeared and was replaced by the Chainsaw monk who had been cut apart by Blue Teeth. The Chainsaw monk's skull had been torn by Blue Teeth's dragon blade, while his Sighing Sword was buried inside the white-faced woman's chest.The double swords in the woman's hand had disappeared. Blue Teeth sluggishly lowered his head and saw two blades protruding from his chest. Behind him, a shadow with a pair of swords gave a strange smile."Thanks for the warm greetings from the parliament and your uninvited guests." The Professor slowly pulled out the double swords and began to weave them skillfully in his hand before assuming the standard pose for royal swordsmanship.Under the reflection of moonlight, his lips curled into a mocking smile. "--I have been waiting for a long time!"Blue Teeth's face suddenly became ferocious. The swords in his body wriggled and clenched tightly! For dark musicians, mere destruction of the physical body was nothing. The Rain Artist from before was able to make a comeback even when his instrument had backfired and his entire body exploded!Without saying a word, the bone flute on Blue Teeth's arm began whistling again. His body transformed into something demonic, and the dragon blade lit up with the light of runes.He appeared at the Professor's back like lightning and chopped his head off with the dragon blade, but the professor's figure shook and disappeared. His complexion changed as he looked up reflexively.Poof! Snake Scales pierced through his jaw and out under his cheekbone, leaving a bloody hole. He swept away the Professor instinctively and retreated, shouting, "Claude! Help me get out of the illusion!"There was no response on the other end of the soul connection."Claude!" His complexion changed. "Claude, where are you?!"Claude did not reply. No one knew when the soul connection had broken. Then he heard a scream.-Half a second ago, Claude was stunned. For some reason, a strong sense of uneasiness flashed through his heart. He subconsciously raised his hand, wanting to find the source.But then a suppressed roar sounded over the rain. The walls began shaking, and a cold arrow pierced through the rain, darting toward his chest like a viper.Boom! There was a crisp snap. A faint shield appeared on his arm, deflecting the arrow, but the huge impact almost made him lose feeling in his arm. A cold sweat seeped from his back as the feeling of ferocious hostility made him numb."Who is it?" In the dark, Claude clutched his right arm in horror and curled up in the corner. "Who's out there?!"No one responded. The walls shook again. Feeling another crisis looming, he gave up on keeping his dignity and rolled in the dust. An arrow scraped his calf and shot into the wall, leaving behind a hole the size of a pinky finger. It was terrifying!On a roof outside the empty house, Ye Qingxuan closed his eyes in the rain, receiving information from the perception thread. With the rain, water vapor was everywhere, making it perfect for Bolero!Beside him, Bai Xi was kneeling on the ground. The heavy crossbow on her shoulder, which had been modified greatly, was aimed at the empty house. Rain fell on it. The splashes were chilling."A bit to the left, slightly lower," Ye Qingxuan ordered, "and shoot!"Bai Xi's body shook, rain flying off. The arrow silently shot out and drilled out a hole in the sheet of rain. The silver crossbow arrow was like lightning. It flew across the long distance in the blink of an eye and entered the wall silently.Only Ye Qingxuan felt the enemy's pathetic state. "These crossbows are too powerful nowadays! The precision is crazy!""Who knows, maybe mine just happens to be a good one!" Bai Xi huffed and elbowed him a bit. "Stop wasting time. I just got into the swing of things. Where did he go now?""Two centimeters to the left, keep the height, he's in the corner..."-In the dilapidated empty house, Claude's premonition flashed constantly. He rolled from the corner without thinking. An arrow brushed past his ear immediately after and buried into the wall, twanging. The sharp, icy sound stung his eardrums as goosebumps rose all over his skin.His sound of heart had been destroyed and he was greatly wounded, but he still had the strong intuition of Revelations musicians. He was keenly aware of the danger and crisis.It was said that the "voyeurs" of the School of Revelations could even sense when others said their names and the context after reaching the scepter level. Their fighting ability might not have been the best, but perception and insight were the key skills of the School of Revelation. But he could not remain trapped here!Claude's features twisted. He could not believe that as a Revelations musician, he was trapped in a corner and could not even find the enemy! If he remained here, he was waiting for death.Were these d*mn killers arranged by the Professor? Hiding beyond his range of perception, they wanted to make him die in humiliation, like a mouse in a ditch.."In your dreams!"His eyes were bloodshot. He took a deep breath, but a sharp pain stabbed his organs. In his eyes, the broken stars gathered again. Like a candle in the wind, he temporarily restored the power of the Starry Eyes, but at the cost of serious injury!In the soon-to-be extinguished starlight, he looked around and it suddenly dawned on him. "Is it because of this?!" A dim thread of water vapor was illuminated by the starlight. It crisscrossed in the empty house, forming a dense network.He was caught in this spider web like an insect, unable to escape. His pupil followed the thread out. His eyes penetrated the wall, looked past the rain, and focused on two figures.After seeing the aetheric fluctuations in them, his terrified eyes settled into disdain. "I may be injured, but you think two Rhythm musicians can kill me? Professor, you are dreaming!" His face overcast, he grasped the Silver Virgoeven if he was injured, he could still manipulate the aether!This was the real difference between musicians of the Musician and Rhythm levelas long as there was a good instrument at hand, there was a concrete gap in their combat effectiveness!At the Musician level, it was unnecessary to prepare or even perform live before using a music score. All they needed to do was seal the entire score inside the instrument beforehand and it could be called upon at any time. With the snap of a finger, a torrent could be triggered!"If I had the brocade of heaven..." He chanted the spell and the Silver Virgo wailed. The sealed movement was awakened. Wind whistled through the flute, bringing a distant and cold sound. The sound gradually grew, like wind howling in the winter! Silently, the water vapor perception threads froze and snapped. In an instant, Ye Qingxuan had lost his perception.In the empty house, white frost spread from Claude's feet, instantly blanketing the ground in white. As if a wind tunnel had been opened, sharp winds blew in palm-size snowflakes. They whistled around his body, emitting a cold chill. The sharp snowflakes cut through the walls easily and crushed another incoming arrow.This was not pure energy change released by the School of Modificationsthis was the Blizzard Suite from the School of Revelations! It had been created by a genius who simulated the heavens rather than hell. He put celestial phenomena into his mind, empowered them with the aether, and created something comparable to natural catastrophes.Though he was destroyed by his own wild fantasies in his final attempt, he had started a new path in the School of Revelations. With the additions of others, it became a new school. They were Revelations musicians, but most would also use music scores from other schools in case of emergency.This was the precious movement that Claude had earned from the royal family after entering the Resonance level. With this melody, the aether would form a blizzard zone like a giant shield. In this zone, external energy attacks would be diluted and frozen by the layers of blizzards. Enemies approaching brashly would become a pile of crushed ice. And its greatest power wasFlight!Boom! The roof of the empty house was suddenly lifted up by a huge force. His body rose and he flew up into the sky!The wind and snow rolled in reverse, emanating with icy coldness. The icicles cut into countless water droplets and Claude was instantly dozens of meters aboveground. If he was still at the Resonance level, he could have affected the weather of the entire street. Now, flying in the air, he was invincible."Cousin, he's flying," Bai Xi murmured. "Just as you said"Ye Qingxuan smiled and did not reply. He slowly lifted up his cane. Bolero's perception threads extended from his body again and spread in all directions. A plaintive melody sounded faintly.
