Chapter 119 The Origin of Skills

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But as soon as the blow fell, he immediately regretted it. The object in front of me is nothing but a decorative gift tree. Because the colored lights embellished on it glowed with colorful colors in the darkness, it actually hit me unnaturally.

The ritual tree appears in an instant and disappears in an instant.

But the flaw exposed by the deer-headed alien shape has been caught by Suanni. A claw with red stripes fell down and immediately opened a hole in the opponent's neck. Then, the lion opened its mouth wide and bit out as fast as lightning. The claws embedded in the flesh and blood, and the strong upper and lower jaws exerted force and twisted violently!

Click!

There was a crisp sound of bone cracking, and the deer-headed alien's body, which had been seriously injured by Gaoyi's blast, coupled with the influence of Suan Ni's gaze for a long time, softened his legs and feet, and his whole body suddenly relaxed.

Naturally, Suanni would not miss this golden opportunity. I saw its forelimbs stepping on the ground, the streamlined muscles on its back bulging, its power erupting in a coordinated and coordinated manner, and it raised its head and threw the deer's head high into the air!

The shadows on Suanni's legs floated, and with one step, the entire body covered with fire patterns leaped into the air, minions intertwined, and in an instant, the opponent had been locked onto the opponent who had nowhere to escape.

Pfft——

The large blood flower exploded in the air, and made a sizzling sound of vaporization due to the high temperature that rose instantly.

His body, which had already suffered heavy injuries, finally could no longer withstand the fierce attack of his minions. Large pieces of flesh and blood fell apart along the cracks left by the explosion, like a sandcastle collapsing in the tide, and then quickly charred under the high temperature.

Alien deer head, death!

Suanni's time limit is also coming to an end. It landed lightly on all fours and glanced majestically at the whole place. Finally, unable to bear the physical and mental fatigue, it sat down on its hind legs and dozed off with its eyes opening and closing.

Finally, he fell into a deep sleep as if without realizing it, the color of his body faded, and he turned into a stone statue again.

The bull-headed alien limped back to the mysterious man, his expression cold and terrifying. By now, he had understood that there was nothing he could do. Instead of thinking about killing Descartes and the missing "Mr. Gao", it was better to return his sights to his original goal.

"Are you giving up on dealing with me?"

When the two were about to retreat, they suddenly heard a question coming from around them.

The man in the peaked cap had cold sweat rolling down his forehead.

If you listen carefully, you can detect a crisp "Ling Ling" sound near them.

This is the rhythm that the lion dance's ornaments produce as it moves.

Gao Yi has been paying attention to the other party's movements. Now that the other party has the intention to retreat, how could he not notice it. Long ago, the lion dance had already disappeared into the darkness, and under the cover of the sound of fighting, it quickly approached the mysterious man's location.

Regardless of the ins and outs of today's incident, Gao Yi must first ensure the safety of himself and others. Remove all threatening factors first, and it will not be too late to discuss the reasons later.

Now, the deer-headed alien has been killed by Suan Ni, and the bull-headed alien has been almost defeated by Suan Ni. He and Descartes still have fighting power, but the opponent has fought hard, but only a few defeated soldiers are left.

As long as you be careful about the "power" from before, you might not be able to bring an end to everything today.

"Mr. Gao, I have to admit it."

The mysterious man leaned against the bull-headed alien, his eyes constantly scanning the surroundings, trying to find Gao Yi's hidden figure. At the same time, he also opened his mouth to try to resolve the conflicts between the two parties.

"You are a very capable leader."

"Although I don't know the reason why you are here, I guess there is no conflict of interest between us." If we continue to fight, no one of us will be able to benefit from the backlash of our skills. "

"How about treating the previous grudge as a misunderstanding between the two parties?"

In the wind and rain, the "Ling Ling" hanging ornaments made a slight clanging sound. Gao Yi touched his chin and said with interest: "We have been fighting with real swords and guns until now. Is this friend planning to use a misunderstanding to prevaricate him?"

Although the subtext is different, Gao Yi's murderous intention towards these two people has not weakened at all. After all, he relies on strange paintings to beat people, not blood-burning skills. How long he wants to beat depends on his mood.

The other party's harm to the living beings in Shan'ao is one of them. The most important thing is the position they represent.

This kind of position that is contrary to one's own will one day collide again as long as one of the parties does not stop. By then, the battlefield may not be as simple as this uninhabited forest.

Since it is bound to happen in the future, it would be better to eliminate the opponent as early as possible.

However, after getting started, Gao Yi was still very interested in some of their internal information, such as the "Old Fool" and "Judgment Seat" he heard about before. So before continuing to take action, he didn't mind acting out a play with the opponent.

"What do you want?"

The mysterious man got straight to the point and asked Gao Yi to put forward his conditions.

Gao Yi hummed in embarrassment, and finally stretched out his finger: "Tell me all the information you know about the Executive Board's ruling bench."

As early as the Ice and Snow Festival, this term had already appeared in the mouth of the creator of the campus ghost story. From his words, it seems that the "Call of the Mountains" in a completely liberated state is not an opponent of the so-called Judgment Seat. As a result, Gao Yidan became very interested in it.

"Judgment bench?"

The mysterious man narrowed his eyes, guessing the angle of Gao Yi's question. But he didn't refuse, because the Executive Directorate has been around for a long time, and a lot of its information is not confidential in this circle.

"There are eight seats in the judgment table, namely the Fool, the Priestess, the Emperor, the Pope, the Lover, the Hermit, the Justice, and the Hanged Man."

The mysterious man said: "This name is inherited from the name of the extremely ancient original skills. Many of today's skills, whether they are named official or folk, mostly come from their differentiation..."

Tarot cards?

Gao Yi's heart trembled, as if he had caught some important information.

The Head of the Black Mist once said that in unknown eras, humans once overthrew the rule of gods and fought for his shattered authority. They turned into sparks that could not bear their weight and were passed down by moths flying into the flames.

Could it be that these so-called original skills are fragments of the former god's authority? ! The Lord of Dreams also seemed to have fallen in that extremely distant era.

But why are there only eight seats? There should be twenty-four Major Arcana cards in the Tarot deck...

No, that's not right!

Gao Yi suddenly frowned and stared at the mysterious man: "Is your [power] also an original skill?"

Tarot sequence number eight, power.

The lion, which represents human instinct, is appeased by the goddess named reason. From an interpretation point of view, this is the balance between human body and mind. All the power reaches a node where hardness and softness are combined, so that one can control oneself perfectly.

In other words, people with this skill can perfectly control all "powers" in the body. Even consciousness, or suspended animation.

"good."

The mysterious man did not hide anything and nodded: "Only twelve original skills have been discovered so far. The owners of eight of them became the founders of the Executive Bureau, while the inheritance of the other four are scattered all over the world."