Chapter 347 It’s Really Great

Chapter 347 It's great...

For this death thought that permeates the depths of the mausoleum...

Heram tried to remove the thought, but failed.

This made him realize that short-term thought removal methods could not eradicate this death thought in the mausoleum.

To ensure the success of the thought removal, it would take several days or even a week.

However, the sudden attack of the Erimo Thief Group caused Heram to have no time to take care of this death thought that needed to be suppressed and removed.

And now this unnoticed death thought seemed to be stimulated by Heram's mind power and is currently growing at a very fast speed.

Under the influence of this death thought, countless skeletons buried here began to break away from the bottomless black ditch built around the Hades Palace, and immediately came to the huge platform in front of the entrance.

On the surface and inside of the skeleton group, there was a cloud of black mind power flowing, exuding a dangerous atmosphere.

Ka-ka--

This huge skeleton group seemed to have intelligence, and it actually tried to get into the stone door leading to the corridor.

However, the stone gate that can allow six or seven people to pass through at the same time is like a pocket door in Lilliput before its body. How can it pass through?

The pile of skeletons hit the rock wall beside the stone gate, making a series of crisp sounds.

Perhaps realizing that it cannot pass through this stone gate, the skeleton group slowly stopped moving.

If it had eyes, it must be staring at the stone gate at this moment.

In fact -

The reason why the skeleton group wanted to leave here through the stone gate was because it was attracted by the fluctuations of the mind power outside.

The mind power that Heram poured into it before actually only formed a short-term suppression effect.

After that, this mind power containing the ability to eliminate mind became the fuel that made it stronger.

After tasting the sweetness, the skeleton group naturally wanted to get more fuel.

But judging from its current structure and size, it is impossible to go through the corridor to the outside.

The skeleton group stood quietly in front of the stone gate.

After a while -

A leg bone fell off from its body, fell to the ground along the surface of the body, and made a crisp sound.

Then, another pelvis fell off and fell next to the leg bone.

As if it had caused a chain reaction, more and more skeletons fell off from it, and then under the traction of invisible thoughts, the skeletons of various parts were irregularly glued together to form a human unit.

So.

A number of deformed skeletons appeared on the platform in front of the passage.

Some had a pelvis on their heads, and some had their skulls under their feet.

Among these deformed skeletons, it was normal for arm bones and leg bones to exchange positions.

They were like a pile of parts glued with glue, and then randomly kneaded into a ball by a pair of invisible big hands, without the concept of "reasonable structure" at all.

As more and more deformed skeletons fell on the platform, the huge skeleton group standing in front of the passage gradually became smaller.

In this way, these skeletons controlled by the death thought can quickly pass through the passage and leave the mausoleum.

From this point of view, this death thought seems to contain the most basic independent thinking ability.

At the same time.

The rain outside has never shown any signs of weakening.

The light of the searchlight covered every corner of the camp, where many eyes gathered. Moyu and Milo looked at each other dozens of meters apart.

Moyu looked calm, and his "qi" was very stable.

Milo, on the other hand, did not hide his cold murderous intent, and his mental power was flowing back and forth like a torrent.

The two states fell into the eyes of others, like one static and one dynamic.

The field was quietly filled with a murderous momentum, and the battle was about to break out.

Before taking action, Milo carefully confirmed the positions and distances of other people around him.

It was not to escape, nor to guard against possible sneak attacks from others.

In this situation, he knew that he would eventually die.

But before he met his death, he might be able to drag Moyu into hell with him.

In order to increase the success rate, he had to take into account the possibility that others might rescue Moyu, and prepare in advance.

At this time, he took a glance and found that the bystanders were very relieved to leave this final battle to Moyu.

"You will regret it!"

Milo exuded murderous intent, his fierce and cold eyes pointed directly at Moyu, and he shouted almost madly in his heart.

Moyu calmly endured the almost crazy murderous intent from Milo.

The final madness of the trapped beast is probably the true portrayal of the man in front of him.

Of course, Moyu would not underestimate a master of mind power who knew that he was on the verge of madness because he knew he was doomed.

But——

Give and get.

It is precisely to experience the dangerous life-and-death battle like a high-altitude tightrope that you are eligible for rewards.

The truth has always been like this.

"This time, I don't crave rewards."

Moyu stared at Milo calmly, silently mobilized his mind power, and said to himself in his heart: "I want to see how far I can do it."

When the thoughts in his mind floated, Moyu suddenly moved, carrying the wind and rain and pointing directly at Milo in front of him.

There are no tactics or skills.

Just let the mind power cover the whole body tightly, and then attack the enemy in a straight line.

"Being called the Spider Killer by others..."

Milo's neck veins suddenly bulged, and he shouted with a ferocious face: "Are you so complacent about this kind of thing!!!"

This loud shouting instantly covered the sound of rain, and also covered the breath and fluctuations when the ability was activated.

"The shape of sound: Raging waves like arrows"

The tail tone of Milo's roar was as exciting as his telekinesis, and it did not focus on any particular position.

However, along with the passionate roar, a number of telekinesis arrows as thick as index fingers shot out from in front of him.

Each telekinesis arrow was wrapped with a little white light, easily piercing through the rain curtain and heading straight for Moyu.

"Very good."

Moyu ignored Milo's shouting, his eyes flashed, and he raised his hand to materialize a black knife, and then stopped in front of him to sway pieces of knife light.

The flying telekinesis arrows hit the knife light and turned into light spots all over the sky in an instant.

There were many telekinesis arrows, and they were endless.

But Moyu's knife swinging speed was so fast that it intertwined an airtight knife curtain in front of him, blocking all the flying telekinesis arrows.

Although he could block many telekinesis arrows, he could not move forward.

This scene was seen by Heram, Sats, and Quinn, and they concluded that Moyu was suppressed by Milo's powerful and amazing release attack.

After seeing this scene, Menqi and Xiaodi, who were watching the battle in the dark, did not think that Moyu was suppressed by the opponent's attack, but that Moyu must be planning something.

This is the difference between understanding and not understanding.

Outsiders such as Heram who are not familiar with Moyu will simply think that Moyu is suppressed.

However, Xiaodi and Menqi, who are familiar with Moyu, are already considering what unexpected tricks Moyu may have prepared.

For example, let the shadow sneak around Milo...

Jin raised his hand and pinched his chin, looking at Moyu who was swinging his sword to resist the mind arrow in the field with a strange look in his eyes.

"Am I thinking too much..."

His eyes swept across the flow of mind power when Moyu swung his sword every time, and he could see that Moyu was trying to adjust the strength and speed of the sword in the dazzling slash.

It's not speeding up, but deliberately slowing down...

"Interesting."

As if he had noticed Moyu's intention, Jin smiled.

A quick and powerful slash can indeed weave a shield that intercepts all attacks.

But the frequency of slashing is definitely higher than the number of thought arrows, and every slash that can't hit the target arrow represents a waste of energy and thought power.

As the saying goes, a master can be killed by a random punch.

But the real power is that you can kill the master with just one punch.

Jin realized that--

Moyu, who was in the midst of a dense attack of thought arrows, was trying to make every slash he swung out break a thought arrow, so as to minimize the output rate of energy and thought power.

But this process is undoubtedly difficult.

First, you have to capture and locate the trajectory of each thought arrow in the blink of an eye, and then deliberately slow down the frequency of swinging the knife, and find the most correct rhythm from thousands of choices.

It's like...

You only have one second to take a bird's eye view of a huge maze, and then you have to work out a route to get out of the maze within this second.

If you make a mistake, you have to start over.

Just try again and again...

"Tsk, this is what you want to 'get'."

Jin sighed slightly.

Don't want to miss any rare and precious fighting opportunities, and then do your best to gain experience and hone your skills in the battle of life and death...

Jin knew that this was definitely not the first time Moyu did this.

"No wonder you can do it in such a short time..."

Jin stared at every subtle movement of Moyu in the battle, and the smile on his face became more intense.

Under his close attention, Moyu's frequency of swinging the sword obviously decreased a lot, and the sword light intertwined in front of him also became much weaker.

But this is not a sign that "Raging Waves Like Arrows" is about to break through Moyu's defense line, but that Moyu has found the beginning of a certain rhythm.

The speed of swinging the sword has indeed slowed down, and the number of swings has indeed decreased.

But the numerous arrows that were aimed at Moyu were still blocked by the black knife.

Heram and the others finally noticed this and were surprised.

At the beginning, even though Moyu was suppressed by the dense arrows, the momentum of the slashing sword revealed a sharp edge that wanted to chop everything into pieces.

Now that sharp edge has dissipated, replaced by a calmness.

The only thing that remains unchanged is that the numerous arrows can never get past Moyu's slash.

The position of the defending side has not moved at all, and the offensive side's offensive intensity has not decreased.

But Heram and the others' perception has changed.

In their eyes, Moyu is no longer suppressed by Milo's offensive, but is calmly removing every arrow that flies past.

In the dark.

Xiaodi and Menqi originally thought that Moyu was planning some tricks.

Now it seems that they guessed wrong...

"Moyu is using him to hone his skills."

Xiaodi's eyes lit up and said slowly.

Meng Qi didn't say anything, but was watching intently.

Inside the field.

Xiaodi could see that Moyu was using Milo's attack to hone his skills.

Then, Milo, as the one being used, could naturally see it.

For a moment, his mind flashed through what Jin said before the battle, and he also understood why Moyu jumped out when the dust had settled.

"Don't be so self-righteous!!!"

Milo's eyes became more fierce and cold, and he suddenly raised the volume of his roar.

The number of thought arrows born in the roar suddenly increased.

The rhythm point that Moyou just found was disrupted by the sudden increase in the number of thought arrows. He was not as calm as before, but he could still block all the thought arrows accurately.

Milo knew that Moyou was using him to practice his moves, but he wanted to see Moyou fall into the gutter.

So——

Milo did not change his moves, but almost madly increased the strength of "Raging Waves Like Arrows".

This approach just met Moyou's needs in this battle.

"Not enough."

Moyou kept swinging his sword to smash the thought arrows.

"The extent I can do... even if I can just touch the corners a little."

Countless thought arrows turned into mottled light spots in front of him. What Moyou thought of at this moment was Jin's kick back the air blade.

To do that——

The prerequisite is to find the delicate balance between the attacker and the defender, right?

Whether it is the amount of air or the intensity, or even the force...

It cannot be higher than the opponent's attack, but it must be adjusted to an extremely close level in a very short interval.

If it is too high, it will shatter the opponent's attack.

If it is too low, it will not be able to completely block the opponent's attack.

"I have roughly mastered the strength of each thought arrow, let's give it a try... But before trying, I have to stabilize the rhythm first."

Moyu's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he swung his sword to cut out sharp sword lights.

The many thought arrows flying towards him were all shattered by the sword light in the heavy rain.

Moyu adjusted his breathing, gradually mastered the rhythm, and the movement of swinging the sword began to become calm.

Horizontal sword, oblique slash, upward slash, vertical slash...

Various sword styles in front of him became a barrier to shatter the thought arrows.

Then--

Moyu began to consciously mobilize the manifested aura wrapped around the black sword, making it flow back and forth like water waves with the swing of the blade.

The thought arrows that flew and then bombarded the blade still shattered into mottled light spots in the next second.

As the confrontation continued steadily...

Finally, a thought arrow stood out.

Its arrowhead hit the blade of the black knife, and a flower bloomed at the intersection in a trance, as moving as the morning star in the dark night.

A delicate balance point was born at this moment.

The result was that the thought arrow flew upward, piercing the raindrops falling from the sky, and disappeared in the sky in the blink of an eye.

This scene was seen by Jin for the first time.

"Huh?"

The smile on Jin's face suddenly stagnated, and turned into a look of surprise.

It's not a coincidence.

Because there is no coincidence in this kind of appeasement technique.

"This is really..."

After a brief surprise, Jin couldn't help but look at the increasingly calm figure in the field with his eyes shining.

Immediately--

Jin soon saw the second, third, and fourth thought arrows that were bounced in all directions.

It turned out that this was what you really wanted.

"It's great to see you standing here..."

At this moment, Jin saw an extremely dazzling light on Moyu's body.

So he couldn't help but feel lucky that Moyu could break through the divine seal that he had set up at Qiduo's request.

If not, he would be a sinner who killed a genius with his own hands.

In the battle circle.

"How is this possible...!!!"

Seeing Moyu use a knife to deflect the arrow of thought, Milo's face was full of disbelief.

The display of his miraculous ability made Milo think of a possibility, and he couldn't help but feel like he was falling into an ice cellar.