604 Does It Feel Great? (2/2)
know what he is capable of even Lancelot had been so famous for so long a
time.
Staring at Lancelot's weapon, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help recalling the
transient flash of light in the Shadow of Avalon. That was an attack that even
the Dark Sovereign could not defend.
While he was thinking, he became a little bit slow. When he realized this, he
was filled with terror that his hair stood on end.
Just at that moment, Lancelot stepped one step forward and thrust the lance
to Ye Qingxuan. The brick under Lancelot's foot was broken due to the huge
pressure it undertook, and the lance of dragon slayer pierced through the air
with a roaring sound. The rain falling near the lance vaporized and a flash of
golden light came at lightening speed to Ye Qingxuan.
A perfect strike!
The strike was so fast that, Ye Qingxuan couldn't even see how the lance had
come to him. It was faster than his reflection. Through dissection, the
musicians had found that the maximum frequency of the humans' eyes
capturing images was 24 times per second. That was to say, if something
happened within one 24 th of a second, the human eyes could not even see it,
not to mention reacting against it. It was obvious that the strike of Lancelot
was so fast that it was beyond the speed that human eyes could perceive.
That was his most powerful strike!
Ye Qingxuan might have died, if he had not spread the moon light perception
thread all over the battlefield. At the final moment, the Clothes of Original Sin
came to his rescue. When the perception threads transmitted the changes
back to Ye Qingxuan, the deciphering mechanism calculated the results of the
strike. At the same time, the reaction plan preset in the Clothes of Original Sin
initiated.
The Channeling Change music theory automatically initiated exoskeleton
analogue mode, and powered by the instantaneous force of the ”vacuum sun”
generated by the sub-originator, pulled Ye Qingxuan ten meters backward.
He felt pain on his face as if his face were on fire, and also darkness in front
of his eyes. The capillary vessels broke, and his eye balls swelled full of
blood.
Ye Qingxuan knew without thinking that he was just one inch away from death
just now.
Staring at Lancelot's armor, Ye Qingxuan figured something out. He squinted
at Lancelot and said, ”you must have been pretending to be fighting against
the Dark Sovereign last time. But since I saw your armor, I've been curious
about what happened in that moment…Could you enlighten me by telling me
the story?”
Lancelot's armor spurted out hot steam from the joints, which were generated
during the operation of the aether engine.
The first time since the fight began, Lancelot answered Ye Qingxuan back, in
his usual calm and indifferent way, ”have you been always like this?”
”What?” Ye Qingxuan didn't understand what Lancelot's was saying.
”You kill your enemies by talking?” Lancelot said.
”Sort of.” Ye Qingxuan nodded, without any trace of shame. He might not be
able to kill anyone by talking. But he could irritate and provoke his enemy, get
them so angry that they may die on the spot. Especially when he was
determined to stall, he was almost shameless. He would never get angry with
Lancelot's words and rush forward to fight hand-to-hand against him.
”I'll give you a reminder.” Waving the lance of dragon slayer in the rain,
Lancelot got ready to attack again. ”My old wounds may not heal yet, but for
me, it means nothing at all. You needn't to wait until I'm exhausted. You can
just strike at the place where I was wounded.”
”You have figured my plan out? Thank you for reminding me of that.” Looking
at Lancelot, Ye Qingxuan paid him his heart-felt compliment, ”you are really a
dignified knight. You are so considerate and nice even to your enemies. Since
you are so frank and honest, could you tell me that how does it feel to kill your
own younger sister?” After a pause, he said, maliciously, ”does it feel great?”
Lancelot fell into silence. There was a chilling air spreading all over from him.
The blood rain was shocked and twisted by the coldness in the air. The whole
world seemed to fell into silence. Then, the terrible chill targeted and locked
on Ye Qingxuan.
”I'm sorry, Ye.” Raising the lance of dragon slayer and aiming it at Ye
Qingxuan's face, Lancelot said, ”I have so much to tell you. I want to talk to
you so much. But, what a pity…”
”Is it really so?” His eyes full of mockery and coldness, Ye Qingxuan said,
”me, too.”
At that moment, terrible aether movements burst out from his hands.
The pure white moon emerged from the Symphony of Predestination. In the
moon light, the purifying music theories covered the whole battlefield in a
blink. Wherever the moonlight went, the perception threads would occupy the
space at the same time. Thus, the whole battle field was clearly perceived by
Ye Qingxuan. He saw the battlefield as clearly as he saw the lines on his
palms.
He saw the broken irons, the cold blood, the falling rain, and the raising heat
and breath.
And also, the fighting posture of Lancelot. He was to strike the final blow.
Probing would be meaningless. Evading and dodging would have to come to
an end. All the stakes were already on the table, and the dices had been
tossed.
Ye Qingxuan took a deep breath.
It was time for the show of hands.