379 You Flatter Me (2/2)
The spreading moonlight illuminated a silver arc that swept back and forth. Its speed was incredible. It jumped and spun in place like a beam of refracting light. Everything in its path was ripped apart. No obstacle was an obstacle to it.
The dark musicians did not expect that a music score could cross the Styx and be used on them. Shocking gashes appeared on them.
The one who had been fatally wounded by Ye Qingxuan's Sword had his legs bitten. Unable to dodge, the silver light returned and pulverized his head. All that remained was a pile of writhing meat. It could not resist the moonlight's corrosion. It was instantly close to death.
”What the f*ck is this!” Crowley roared.
The Garment of Original Sin appeared to swallow the silver light. Darkness closed in instantly, blocking off all escape. However, the silver light disappeared strangely and the Garment missed.
The light appeared behind its master. This time, Ye Qingxuan finally saw the true nature of the light…It was extremely familiar. It was a seemingly real, seemingly illusory silver wolf!
In that moment, it flashed freely within the aether sea while appearing in the aether world and material world at the same time. Then it disappeared at once, 'jumping' out of the surroundings. With this power, it was understandable that the Styx could not block it. All enchantments, obstacles, and defenses were useless before this silver wolf!
”You?!” Ye Qingxuan gaped at the familiar flute in the grandmaster's hands. It finally dawned on him.
”Who is it?” Crowley roared. He stared at the man hidden in the darkness of the hood. ”I know all the information of the grandmasters from these thirty years. There is no symphony of predestination from Summoning like this! Who are you?!”
”Grandmaster? I'm not a grandmaster anymore?” The man lifted his hood, revealing his hidden features. Facing everyone, he grinned. ”You flatter me. I've only recently entered the Scepter level. You all can call me Wolf Flute.”
Wolf Flute! Ye Qingxuan's mouth dropped open. His shock was partly due to the pleasant surprise of meeting an old friend and partly due to Wolf Flute's abilities.
When he first met Wolf Flute, he thought the man was a highly skilled musician. Ye Qingxuan never thought that he was a grandmaster! Within eight short months, he had upgraded his 'symphony of predestination' to a 'scepter.' Rather than a grandmaster, he was closer to a saint!
This was different from 'mock scepters' that masters such as Koch made from combining their symphonies of predestination with sacred weapons. The difference was like that of a sword and plain metal. They were both weapons but worlds away.
This was the first guy Ye Qingxuan had met who upgraded faster than him!
”Scared?” Wolf Flute whacked the back of his head. ”If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't even come this time. So, the letter of recommendation I gave you was pretty good, right?”
”Ha, yeah, pretty good.”
Pretty good? No, it was f*cking amazing! Other than a document stamped by the King of Red from the Pope's hall, nothing was more highly regarded than a letter of recommendation from Bach! Thinking of this, Ye Qingxuan almost coughed out blood. It was rare for Wolf Flute to be reliable but that was too reliable!
But as they spoke, an abyss musician suddenly shot out a green beam. Ye Qingxuan rolled back reflexively. Then he felt dust falling from his helmet—it was all rusted flakes!
The green gold that was touched by the green light instantly rusted into dust. A foul odor lingered in the air. If Ye Qingxuan was not covered by the Blade Dancer and breathed using the liquidated oxygen within it, his lungs would probably be rotten now.
Wolf Flute's face changed, darkening considerably. The most infuriating thing in the world was someone coming up and slapping you when you're happily pretending to be cool…
”Yezi, stand behind me. Let me kill these failures!”