MTL - Ask Sword-Chapter 594 return
Chapter 594 Return
The colorful and dazzling light changes rapidly, just like a paint disc immersed in water and slowly spreading, it is dazzling.
It seems that the machine restarts, and the brain that has been stagnant for a long time restarts,
Gradually, all colors have meaning and form shapes.
This is the .Inn?
'I' thought hesitantly, clenched my palms unconsciously, holding a slender and long red spear, and slowly fell to the ground.
Time seems to be slowed down countless times,
'I' fell very slowly, and I could clearly see that the entire inn was dilapidated, with bricks, rubble, and melted wax all over the ground.
In the center of the inn are two blurred figures shrouded in the storm,
On the outskirts of the battlefield, many people were kneeling—they were forced to prop up a barrier to fight against the storm mixed with a large number of sand and gravel particles.
Some of them look very familiar, and 'I' also retrieved part of the memory through their appearance.
'I' is Li Ang, a disciple of the academy, a doctor, a monk in the cloud patrol, and a traveler.
Like a mighty river roaring furiously and stirring up thousands of waves, it finally merges into the sea and returns to calm. All the memories rushed into the brain, lighting up the eyes.
In the slow-motion world, Li Ang blinked slowly.
He remembered everything, whether it happened in this Yuelai Inn, or the "dream" that was both real and illusory.
Nightmare tapir.
Li Ang moved his gaze down, looking at the center of the eye of the storm through the extremely turbulent gravity turbulence.
Nightmare tapir! !
In the center of the battlefield, Jin Wusuan held up the bronze box, and the brown and yellow animal eyes flashed in the box, shining coldly.
Where the light goes, the gravity turbulence is tampered with and corrected, and all factors that are unfavorable to the nightmare are eliminated.
In the last moment, Jin Wushuan was torn off his neck by gravity, and died,
In the next moment, he recovered again, still holding the bronze box firmly in his hand, his eyes fixed on Lu Qingya in front of him.
Lu Qingya is indeed very strong. He has mastered all kinds of techniques more than ten years ago, and he is the master of Luli Academy for hundreds of years.
If this move [Moving Mountains into Fences] is released over the city,
Within a quarter of an hour, the entire small town can be completely destroyed and wiped off the map forever.
Unfortunately, what he is facing now is an ancient monster who can confuse the truth and modify the reality.
Nightmare tapir.
The beast eyes in the bronze box, while steadily modifying the turbulent flow of gravity, released the power on Lu Qingya itself.
The head of the Luli Academy, his facial features and clothes changed rapidly, and the resolute expression on his face inevitably showed a blank look, and his eyes closed slowly.
He is also being "modified" by the nightmare.
The balance of victory has tilted
Boom!
The dragon meteor spear in Li Ang's hand pierced into the turbulent gravity flow, instantly arousing strong resistance.
Hundreds of gravity forces in different directions pulled the spear desperately,
The barrel of the gun at the time of toughness is bent and tilted, twisting into a weird curve like a snake.
As for Li Ang, after entering the turbulent flow of gravity, the bones began to tilt in different directions, the internal organs were sometimes squeezed and sometimes separated, and the blood broke through the blood vessels and flowed wantonly.
It feels like being hit by countless trains at the same time, and like being turned into a towel and being twisted and strangled.
嗡—
The Sea of Qi circulated rapidly, and the aura was concentrated on the sharp edge of the Dragon Meteor spear,
The spear kept falling, slowly but firmly tearing through the turbulent flow of gravity, and advancing downward.
The animal eyes in the bronze box sensed a strong threat, and suddenly lifted up, looking up at Li Ang who was falling.
It is difficult to use any language in the world to describe the strange power, which invades from all directions,
Li Ang felt as if he was jumping and shattering in time and space, like a breeze or a wave function.
Every organ, every inch of his muscle, and even every cell is full of uncertainty, and dust can easily pass through it.
Don't think about it, control me again!
Mosi!
In the extremely fast-rotating storm that no one could see clearly, pitch-black silk threads shot out, suddenly covering Li Ang's whole body.
Immediately, most of the uncertainty subsided, and the body became less transparent from a state that was almost like a breeze.
Li Ang completely squeezed out the little spiritual energy left, and used it to propel himself and increase his speed.
The Dragon Meteor Spear emits a long dragon chant, and a crimson light rises around it, faintly forming a very vague phantom of the dragon's head.
Antlers, fish scales, long beards and eyebrows, extremely majestic and sacred.
"Roar-"
The dragon head phantom roared out half a syllable, and the sharp dragon teeth bit the bronze box.
clang!
The blade of the long spear was chiseled into the bronze box, piercing through it like a bamboo!
The gust of wind stopped suddenly, and the dust and gravel carried by the turbulent flow of gravity flew out at high speed, leaving dense small holes on the wall.
Ji Xingwang and the others propped up the mental barrier to block the flying gravel, and when the smoke and dust gradually dispersed, they could finally see what happened in the center of the battlefield—
Lu Qingya, whose face had been restored to its original shape, stood on the spot with his eyes closed, holding the Luli Sword.
Li Ang, who retracted the ink silk all over his body, stood silently in the big pit. The dragon meteor spear in his hand pierced through the bronze box, smashing it into several pieces, and pushing the largest bronze plate on the ground.
Jin Wusuan still maintains the posture of clasping his hands, although there is nothing in his hands.
The richest businessman in the world looked at the expressionless Li Ang, and the silent Lu Qingya not far away, then at the fragments of the bronze box on the ground, and let out a long sigh.
"Sure enough, it still doesn't work."
The corners of his mouth twitched, there were countless things he wanted to say, but he still didn't say it.
The bronze box is broken, the beast eyes dissipate, and the ghost domain is naturally broken.
A ray of morning light penetrated the dark sky and shone into the dilapidated inn.
Everyone was surprised to find that they had returned to the real world—shops, carriages, and pedestrians began to appear on the street outside, and the scent of breakfast was faintly wafting.
The city of Luzhou in the early morning appeared in front of everyone,
The people of Luzhou City were also extremely shocked by the sudden appearance of the dilapidated and dilapidated Yuelai Inn.
".it's over."
Li Ang pulled out the Longyun spear exhaustedly, raised his sore arm, pulled out the talisman from his arms, and threw it on the surface of the bronze fragments.
"it's over?"
"it's over!"
"Hahaha we survived!"
The passengers who were trapped in the Yuelai Inn finally confirmed that they had escaped.
Immediately, under the strange eyes of the people in Luzhou City, they embraced and wept.
"no no!"
Song Shaoyuan knelt down on the ground with tears streaming down his face, desperately picked up the melted wax oil from the ground, held it in his arms,
Many other bereaved travelers did the same.
". Husband?"
The astonished woman in palace attire walked towards Lu Qingya with her young son in her arms. Every step they took, the mother and son would melt together.
Lu Qingya let go of the Luli sword, walked towards them with a complicated expression, reached out and took his wife and child into his arms, hugged her tightly, and said hoarsely: "I'm sorry."
"it does not matter."
The woman in the palace costume was resting on her husband's shoulder, rubbing her ears and temples together, and said softly: "From now on, you must take care of yourself. Drink less alcohol, and don't read too late at night."
"I can."
Before the words fell, wax oil poured down like mercury.
(end of this chapter)
