The scroll releases the stored energy. It connects all rooms. Then the energy flow is released from the top of each room and clamped on the head of each sample. Imagine an automatic lasso extending from the roof—doubling as both a torture device and an executioner. At the same time, the victim wants to struggle to the left or right, but cannot do either. Very efficient, powerful, cost-effective, very simple, very...
"Hesocoran Paramoso, the lost children of Humpil." It was time to sing this line in the giant spirit's heart song. So Nese recited it word by word in his heart. He sat on the undecorated chair, one of its legs was a little lame, but he sat as steady as ever. The walls of Nightraven Keep did not become transparent. He knew it clearly. But you can still see through them all the movements of the samples inside. It's like it's actually transparent.
The samples about to be transmitted struggled in the room, like a large amount of gold and silver jewelry in a crystal safe that was shaken violently.
"No recital starts on the skull. No hat doesn't explode while worn."
The specimens look like being forced to attend a séance—or like being struck by thunder, only less so—which is easier to understand. They trembled for a moment and then went still. In the room containing the humanoid creatures, the helpers have been sent back. Among them, the three small radiance cultists look like three white mushrooms on a string. The old man is a little sideways in the row behind them. They swayed like several leaves in different seasons - and the tree suddenly suffered a plague death. They were dressed exactly as they were on the day they were captured.
It's hard to say whether it's good or bad, but it won't stay this way for long.
The lasso slowly lifts all victims upward, turning ducks into tangle ducks and geese into tangle geese. First, the excess material on the outer layer - including clothing and unnecessary decorations - was shaken off along with the dirt and dust. Their bodies were pulled up, gradually losing their thick feeling and turning into a translucent gel.
Soon, each body seemed to actually turn into gel. Once this transition is made, it becomes difficult to refer to them as “they.” Their edges gradually lost shape, dripping down, and when they hit the ground, they collapsed and scattered into a small pile of dust.
"The stars spread out and fly. The teeth spread out and fly."
The remaining essence will be the portion that is transmitted. The excess parts were peeled off, and it was difficult to deduce the original shape of the remaining parts. They looked like cnidarians that were constantly spinning in the air and being quickly shaken dry. The spiers of the cnidarians touched the ceiling and moved excitedly, poking upwards like animals needing air struggling in the water, and the water was covered with a thick layer of ice.
They kept poking at the ice above them. That's right. Although we don't know why, these "cnidarians" need air. "You who came from the back of the moon should go back to the back of the moon."
As the heart-song lyrics flowed like organ notes, they were suddenly successful. The cnidarians passed through the ceiling. The upward speed suddenly jumped to hundreds of times as before. It was like being launched suddenly.
They were indeed fired. Hundreds of small dim comets were like fireworks rising higher and higher, flying away in the sky guided by the energy flow. Intersect in the same hidden space rift, and then disappear from there.
The last lyrics were spoken, leaving a thick layer of dust in dozens of rooms. A few pieces of ashes from the scroll fell in the air and fell on Nesai's lap. He swatted them away without lowering his eyes. His eyes scanned the clumps of ashes scattered on the floor. The makeshift prisons in Nightcrow Keep now look less like crystal safes and more like ice mixed with dirt.
The inner and outer sounds ceased for the time being.
He only sang this song.
it's over.
it's over. it's over. He looked at the ashes and thought. He was a little unable to breathe, but his body actually didn't need to breathe at all. It is very necessary to get used to not being able to breathe.
The eight-directional formation shone with a faint blue light at the feet. It will be a while before it comes into use. Nesei stood up, and the chair was brought down by him this time, but he didn't help it. He walked to a wall and took out the ghost falcon's egg. The blue blood vessel above has split into two. Each one pulsates. Fluorescent horns have grown from the tip of one side.
start. start. start.
Nese placed the egg firmly in the center of the circle. Causes of stinging eyes and excessive energy consumption.
It was far from time for him to get tired. He put a fist to his eyelids and tried for a moment, closing them to check for the "true vision" that was indirectly and unintentionally but certainly imparted to him.
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Li Fu floated towards the stall area of Star 5. Because of the unique way of movement of fairies, she was not fast, but she was actually in a rather urgent mood. From a distance, she saw a crooked cylindrical tower that stretched straight into the sky. It seemed to be made of some kind of giant rectangular parallelepiped. When she looked closer, she saw that there were hundreds or even thousands of large four-legged cabinets stacked together. Each one is five times taller than her.
While looking around, Li Fu got in through the circular opening at the top of the tower. A large number of gray-white masses are flying in the area circled in the middle. They pull their long tails and shuttle back and forth irregularly. Like pollen. Rushing to find the pollen in the flower core.
The thought made her sick. The fairy endured the discomfort and descended around them, searching among them. There was no other living creature as far as the eye could see.
So she probably missed the mark again.
All right. This is the last time anyway. This weird four-legged tower actually has some recessed passage structures on the edges. It seems that it is not as crude as it looks. If she had enough patience, she should turn these passages inside out too. A piece of "pollen" passed by her face with a whining sound, making her determined not to do so.
She decided to just find the bottom of the circular area and walk away.
The bottom is empty, with nothing else. So she can just go now. To hell with everyone. I have plenty to do. Li Fu thought angrily. A subtle beeping sound was heard not far away.
The beeps were quickly approaching. "Ms. Fairy." A round head poked out from behind a cabinet. "Ah. It's you. I hear your scent."
Amplitude Three Hundred blinked two big black eyes and pulled away. It put its hands behind its back, as if a little embarrassed, "Sorry. I was busy just now. There has been a lot of organizing work in the past two days... What's wrong?"
"I'd like to know what's wrong." Li Fu crossed her arms and stared at her, almost tripping over a piece of "pollen". Then she stepped forward cautiously, keeping a very, very polite distance from her.
This little guy is indeed pitiful, conscientious and hard-working, and has to bear her anger vicariously, but she can only find it at the moment. "Ezhaint stayed behind closed doors and didn't respond to calls. We should have set off two days ago. Willy Shaw ran away. Even the demon army set out!" She snorted, "You guys are talking. Does it count?”
"ah……"
Amplitude 300 lowered his head and looked at the ground, hesitating for a while. "Forget it." It raised its head, "He really meant that."
