Valentine died so neatly.
The forest eagle owl standing on the branch tilted its head and blinked.
So easy?
...absolutely impossible.
When the idea of "mission accomplished" emerged in his mind, Ye Xiao instantly rejected the idea.
As an assassin carefully trained by Rhine Life, she will not let go of any doubts.
Even though she did feel that the man on the ground was a corpse and lifeless, she still did not withdraw from the illusion and quietly waited for the change to come.
The dark clouds in the night sky have dispersed and show no signs of gathering again. The bright moonlight spilled down through the holes among the branches, and a beam happened to cover Valentine's head.
A breeze came and blew away the dead leaves that covered Valentine's eyes. The head fell in a pool of blood, staring at the full moon, giving its light red eyes a glint of light, as if it would come to life in the next second.
The forest was still silent, but the night owl seemed to hear something, and with a 'coo' sound it spread its wings and flew into the shadows.
A shadow appeared on the pool of blood.
The man bent down, carefully picked up Valentine's head, and trimmed his hair.
"What a beautiful person."
His fingers trembled slightly and slowly brushed Valentine's cheek, stopping at his chin.
Sigh softly.
"But at the moment of death, no matter how beautiful a face is, it becomes ugly."
Valentin shook his head slightly and simply adjusted the facial features on the face in his hand to make his expression look softer.
"That's right."
Finally, he hooked the corner of his mouth with his index finger and raised it slightly.
A smile appeared on the originally shocked face, as if he saw his lover.
Wow——
The Wood Eagle Owl flew out of the darkness and landed on a dead tree not far from Valentine.
She just felt something strange, but she flew over and saw nothing. As soon as she came back, she saw that the target was resurrected, standing in a pool of blood, holding her own head and laughing.
Combined with the surrounding environment, this scene is enough to scare any normal person into incontinence.
It's a pity that Ye Xiao is not a normal person. She has seen many things scarier than this.
The bird stood motionless on the branch, its red and yellow eyes fixed on the man below.
And Valentin finally recovered from his narcissism, raised his head and met Ye Xiao's eyes.
"What is the essence of your Origin Stone skill?"
The head turned into blood and dissipated with the pool of blood at his feet.
"Wind? Water? Or metal?"
The thin line just now reminded Valentine of the "Guzheng Project" in "The Three-Body Problem".
Several nano-thin wires tore the cruise ship into pieces, and the cuts were extremely neat.
In reality, there are winds that can cut flesh and bones, and water jets that can cut through steel under high pressure.
Lin Eagle Owl did not answer, still staring at him quietly.
After a brief silence, another sharp sound appeared in Valentine's ears.
But this time he reacted.
Uh-huh!
The sharp blade sliced through, cutting off a strand of white hair. Valentine stepped back with his left foot, leaned back and bent his whole body into a bridge, avoiding the attack.
Then, at the moment when the thin line crossed, he straightened up like a spring, twisted his waist hard, and swung his left arm like a rope!
bass! !
In an instant, the night owl disappeared, leaving only one feather floating in the air and falling slowly.
On the branch where the Lin Eagle Owl was standing just now, a dead leaf got stuck, almost cutting off the entire branch.
"Still not very skilled."
Valentine clapped his hands and shook his head slightly.
It is possible to use leaves as darts, but dead and brittle leaves are not included.
He injected the Origin Stone skills into the dead leaves, allowing them to briefly recover into green leaves with sufficient toughness. He then used the spell to adjust his strength and used the skills he learned in his memory in the other world to throw them out.
If it were that Yifeng, this blow would be enough to hit the Lin Eagle Owl.
Even if the target fails to hit the branch, it can still cut it off.
But at this moment, the dead leaf was just stuck in the branch, far from meeting his past standards.
"But it's also a good start."
Not counting those sparring sessions, after traveling for so long, this dart is still an offensive move that Valentine can really make on his own.
Although he relied on himself when fighting the Patriots, in that battle Valentine was beaten almost unilaterally, and what stood out was his tenacious vitality.
There is no such cool and powerful attack at all.
This dart represents that Valentine has entered a new stage, which is enough to make his blood boil.
And just as the blood surged up, Night Owl's next attack arrived.
Valentine was well prepared. He turned slightly and hid. At the same time, he pulled off a piece of hair, rubbed his arm with his fingers and threw it towards the bird.
Unfortunately, he still missed this time.
Moreover, the eagle owl did not hide, and the branches she stepped on were intact.
Valentine turned around, looked at the condescending bird, and smiled.
"That's sloppy."
This is taking too big a step and tearing the balls. I had just learned how to throw leaves, and now I immediately started throwing hair. It was amazing that I could hit it.
One person and one bird looked at each other, but no one moved.
The atmosphere was a bit awkward.
"or……"
Just as Valentine was about to propose another attack, Night Owl's third wave of attacks hit him.
It is denser and more violent than the previous two waves!
In an instant, Valentine turned into a bloody man. He was just like the boat that was cut up in the Guzheng Project. His whole body was divided into several pieces, spewing blood and scattered on the ground.
His head was worse than before. It was hit a few more times before it fell, and the skull and brain were cut into pieces.
Will he be resurrected this time?
The answer is yes.
Night Owl watched helplessly as the pile of flesh and blood melted into water and came together to form the appearance of Valentine.
She didn't neigh, but the attacks never stopped.
The sharp blade that could have cut off the water seemed to have lost its power at this moment. No matter what angle it was from, or how many times it was swiped, it could not stop the movement of the pile of liquid.
After recovering, Valentine was also immune to the Thin Thread's attack. Hitting him had no effect at all, as if he had developed resistance.
"I feel it...it's water, right?"
Looking up, Valentine did not attack, but looked at the bird and smiled.
The attack just now lasted for a long time and was very intensive, giving him a chance to figure it out.
As a result, Valentine discovered that what cut through his body was the high-speed moving liquid.
That is to say, this little bird’s Origin Stone skill is to control liquids?
At that time, she felt that her life force was cut open like a river... Was it also the effect of her Origin Stone skills?
So what is this illusion?
From the beginning, Valentine didn't move, he just stood there.
Because he didn't know whether this was a "waking illusion" or a "sleeping illusion".
In the former, his actions in the fantasy world will affect reality. Maybe if he takes a few steps back, he will hit the floor-to-ceiling windows;
There is no need to worry about the latter, because the main body is in a coma, and this is the dream state.
Even if you die in the dream, you will die in reality too.
"Your thin thread is no longer useful to me, what should I do next?"
"Um?"
Putting the question of the illusion behind him, Valentine sat down cross-legged and said to Night Owl.
He was not in a hurry to end the fight, and acted like the other party's friend, training with her.
Naturally, Night Owl does not only have this attack method.
The Lin Eagle Owl's ear feathers suddenly stood up. She stared into Valentine's eyes, her chest swelled, and the entire bird entered a state of alert.
An invisible aura spread out, and Valentine noticed it, but he felt no pressure at all.
It was as if this momentum was not directed at him, but...
The whole world.
Suddenly, Valentine felt a chill on his forehead.
He raised his head and looked toward the sky.
"Snowing?"
