288 Took the Bait? (1/2)

Actually, Ye Qingxuan’s facial expression was already rich now. He quickly hid his astonishment and calmed down again, continuing his path of exploration. After Dagonet’s interference, his progress was behind. He walked across a number of rooms in which there were traces of battles, including a wide room where there were a large number of corpses.

Those corpses were dark musicians who had turned out to be the hideous monsters as well as royal musicians who turned themselves into elements and died without leaving behind a corpse. All that remained were their broken instruments.

Ye Qingxuan spent a long time in that room identifying their cause of death one by one. He carefully deduced the battle process and frowned. If he was right, he was probably going to run into the two teams soon. If they were dark musicians, then of course he could fight or just run away. If they were royal musicians...they would probably not regard him as a friend either.

The royal musicians had come so strangely that Ye Qingxuan had not yet figured out their purpose. The Royal Music Division's concertmaster position had been vacant for so many years. It was still a question as to how much control the royals had over their own team of musicians.

Ye Qingxuan closed his eyes and thought for a moment. He continuously superimposed several layers of illusion disguise. He did not move on again until his figure was completely disguised into a vague outline and blended in with the surroundings. Soon, he finally saw someone alive in this d*mn tower. It was a dark musician who was left behind.

Among the bodies, the dark musician leaned against the corner. His legs were broken and had a large hole in his belly. He was probably left behind by his companions because he could no longer fight.

Now, a pair of scissors materialized in his hand. He used it to cut his intestines emotionlessly. Pulling out his broken stomach and liver, he searched good ones from the corpses and put them in.

He drew a thread from his robe and turned the aether into a needle to sew the rest of the entrails together. In the end, he poured a layer of something like frozen fat. Once it entered the body, it combined with flesh and blood to stabilize the displaced gut.

He completed the actions so fluidly. Lurking by the side and watching this, Ye Qingxuan was stunned. Soon, the dark musician was about to close his belly and finish the final treatment. But at that moment, some fine sounds suddenly came from the corner of the room. The dark musician suddenly looked up and his eyes turned into pale compound eyes. This was the alchemy equipment Eyes of Petrification!

Half the substances of the room were transformed into stone and became dreadfully pale. But at that moment, a shadow emerged from the obscurity behind him. Assisted by armor, it came close as swift as an arrow in just the blink of an eye.

The alarm enchantment that the dark musician had casually set around was completely cracked in just a few minutes. It was nothing compared to the difficulty of the enchantment of the Elizabeth Tower. The dark musician's complexion changed. Layers of shields surfaced around him, but that shadow lifted his palm and suddenly pressed the air.

Boom! The force shield ruptured. His body shot back like a ball, smashed against the wall, and the newly stitched gut flowed from his belly. His sound of heart was in turmoil.

Before he could react, the shadow pounced on him and used a stick-like thing to beat his head. This was a ‘wake-up call.’ He must wake up quickly!

Bang! The dark musician blacked out but felt an invisible river pour into his head and swallow him whole. The invisible psychological attacks infiltrated his brain and scattered all his thoughts. The dark musician was muddled. He entered a state of dementia and became powerless to resist.

The young man standing before him put the cane between his eyebrows. He said in a soft voice, ”Surprise! Congratulations! You'll get a chance to receive a bonus and a mystery gift from the Vengeful Spirit as long as you give the correct answers to my questions!”

The sluggish dark musician struggled but could not think about resistance. All he felt were different emotions raising and setting in his brain—rage, sadness, joy, disappointment...all sorts of emotions. He was about to lose control and die while vomiting blood.

Ye Qingxuan once again triggered another wave of psychological attacks. The skills that he learned from their gods were applied perfectly. ”Now, please listen to the first question...”

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Just as the youth was interrogating in hushed whispers, Naberius silently appeared in the dark shadow of the corner. He stared at Ye Qingxuan’s back with a cheerful smile. He finally took the bait!

He hid into the shadows and moved quietly. His palm changed and multiplied. Five soft and cold tentacles molted from his palm with a ferocious suction cup in the middle. There were also sharp teeth that suddenly pressed to the back of Ye Qingxuan’s head.

The slender tentacles flung out into the air with explosive bursts as the whip unfurled so Ye Qingxuan had nowhere to hide. But at almost the same time, the originally preoccupied youth suddenly turned over as if he had expected this. He looked at Naberius and smiled. He had been waiting for Naberius for a long time!

Stunned, Naberius immediately felt chills all over.

In a twinkling, Ye Qingxuan flipped over and threw the captive into the Naberius’ hand. The five tentacles changed colors with an unexpected gold tint. They crossed and gathered, cutting the unresponsive dark musician into pieces. He died with his eyes open.

One could not accuse Naberius of cruelty. Who dared to catch the thing that the Vengeful Spirit threw over? He also had the habit of making the enemy a bomb and throwing it out. What if that dark musician's brain was planted with a hint that would be triggered at the time? He would die!