Crown of Silence

Chapter 335: The Real is the False

"Unknown illusionist, may I ask your name?"

The cold light in Ye Qingxuan's eyes locked onto the fragments of the lifeboat, but his sight penetrated the bottom of the overturned boat.

There was a hole formed by air between the bottom of the overturned boat and the seawater. Who would pay attention to what was hidden in the narrow gap after the seawater was cut off?

"No need to hide."

Ye Qingxuan said lightly: "Your initial fulcrum was actually the eye hole of the corpse, right? First, you attracted people's attention through the sound of the fragments hitting the boat, and then you shocked people through the miserable state of the corpse. Finally, people's sight will definitely fall on the eye hole of the corpse...

You hid the fulcrum there, and no one knows. Anyone who sees it will fall into your illusion unconsciously. The field you are studying is the "entering delusion" in the field of illusion, right?"

There was silence, and no one spoke.

Only the captain and the crew looked at Ye Qingxuan as if he were a madman. Ye Qingxuan had no expression on his face and pulled the trigger.

Bang!

The crossbow-mounted harpoon in his hand shook, and the harpoon with the steel cable broke through the air.

The corpse, which had been rotten to the extreme, burst under the piercing, and the foul-smelling liquid splashed out. The harpoon pierced through the bottom of the ship like a broken bamboo, and pierced into the darkness behind it.

Still silent.

But through the analysis of the Eye of Silence, the ether fluctuations in the thought line network revealed a hint of abnormal changes. In a flash, the bottom of the ship in Ye Qingxuan's eyes became transparent, revealing a black shadow that was sinking rapidly.

"Want to leave?"

Ye Qingxuan sneered: "Friend, do you know what electric fishing is?"

At his fingertips, the Eye of Indra shone brightly, and the electric light fell into the sea along the steel cable on the harpoon, illuminating the dark deep sea in a flash.

In the deep sea, the hot lightning spread in all directions.

This time, Ye Qingxuan did not hold back at all. He directly mobilized Xiaoyuan and gave that guy a "powerful electric therapy"!

This was the first time he used the Eye of Indra after becoming a formal musician. When he used his full strength, the power even frightened himself. After leaving Avalon's suppression, the activated high-density ether rubbed wildly, bursting out a white light that made people's eyes white, and unfolded in the deep sea.

The fragments of the lifeboat that was hit first turned into charcoal, and the corpse evaporated into ashes. The lightning pierced into the deep sea, like a thunder spear, piercing the black shadow head-on.

Amid the sound of boiling bubbles, a wave of lightning spread in all directions, and countless dead fish floated to the surface of the sea. The cruise ship crackled, and even if it was deliberately isolated, everyone's hair exploded.

The air was filled with a strange smell of seawater decomposed by high temperature.

And a scream burst out from the bottom of the sea.

With a crisp sound, the charred board was broken. The musician who was caught off guard and hit by the Eye of Indra screamed and soared into the sky. The two boots on his feet were obviously not ordinary items. In the soft melody, they echoed the wind and flew hundreds of meters in an instant.

"Come back to me!"

Ye Qingxuan stretched out his hand and clenched it, and the roar of the horn burst out-night in the desolate mountain!

Although that guy was not a demon and had not signed a contract with the natural disaster, the basic effect of the night in the desolate mountain could still be used. Under the lock of the thought line, silver ropes emerged in the void, like a living snake, and rolled towards the figure, entangled his ankles. The figure turned a corner and became ethereal, but the moonlight used along the rope to instantly break the illusion.

Bang!

The rope rolled back and pulled him back to the boat and smashed him on the floor.

The man was about to roll up, but a foot stepped down in front of him. He seemed to be sent up, and was stepped on the neck.

Then, the smiling young man skillfully reloaded the harpoon and pointed the cold object at his face.

"What's your name?"

Ye Qingxuan asked.

"Simon."

The young musician with a charred face answered obediently: "Simon, the Siren musician of the 'Unfixed Land'."

"Oh?"

Ye Qingxuan's expression became interesting: "I didn't expect that he was from a famous school..."

Unfixed Land, Voodoo Crypt, Fantasy Swamp, these are all famous schools of illusion. Although they are slightly inferior to the royal musicians who have the support of the entire country, the unique techniques they master are not necessarily inferior to the royal faction.

Among them, Unfixed Land is good at creating large illusions.

And the 'Siren Musician' is an advanced profession of the illusion school after combining the talents and research results of the demon Siren. It is good at using sea fog and water vapor to build super-large battlefield illusions. When it is fighting at home at sea, its threat capability rises sharply, almost reaching the legion level, and can be compared with the advanced "Tide Summoner" of the School of Change and Summoning.

Unfortunately, the strength of the Siren Musician lies in the ultra-wide-range and ultra-precision illusion, otherwise Ye Qingxuan would have to drink more than just this pot today.

"Just advanced to the resonance level?"

Ye Qingxuan felt his ether fluctuations and frowned slightly: "I am an ordinary musician who has not yet graduated. How can I be so worthy of the care of my friends in the Land of No Determination? By the way, the double illusion is really ingenious and amazing."

"Huh... this is really harsh to hear"

Simon gritted his teeth, his eyes full of resentment and remorse: "You are not a pure inspirational musician? Who the hell said you are a soft persimmon scholar who has just become an official musician? Who am I to worry about.

Damn it, none of what you Anglos say is true! "

"Hey, I'm still depressed. Why did I suddenly fall into an illusion trap while walking?" Ye Qingxuan frowned: "Also, soft persimmon? What does it mean?"

"..."

Simon was stunned and looked at him blankly. After a long time, he showed an incredible expression and laughed sharply: "You don't know, do you? God, you don't know anything... Ever since you came out of Angelou's From that moment on, you were put on the must-kill lists of so many talented musicians!

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

"Sure enough, there is something ghostly in ***!"

Ye Qingxuan gritted his teeth and looked back in the direction of Angelou, as if he could see some old ghost. He repeated the most vicious curse words eight hundred times in his heart: Countless times, I guarded myself day and night, but unexpectedly I still fell into this trap. In the hands of this old bastard!

"You think you won?"

At his feet, Simon looked at his appearance coldly, and suddenly grinned sinisterly: "It's not over yet."

In an instant, Ye Qingxuan felt that a faint shadow flashed on the sea in the distance, and a maniacal laughter came from it - it was Simon who was stepped on by Ye Qingxuan.

"Ye Qingxuan, I didn't expect that in our first confrontation, you could break through two environments in a row." Simon looked at him coldly: "If you can break through this last illusion, then I will admit defeat!"

In an instant, the shadow disappeared like a dream.

Ye Qingxuan lowered his head dullly and looked at his feet. Simon at his feet had stiffened for some time, like a corpse. It was obvious that what he had caught was just a substitute.

"It turns out to be a triple illusion!"

In an instant, Ye Qingxuan's hair stood on end and his whole body became cold: This guy actually constructed a triple illusion in it. But when did the last layer of illusion pull me in?

Where is the pivot hidden?

On the boat? In the sound of the tide? Daily diet? Are there hints in the passengers’ words?

Or, before boarding the ship...

In an instant, Ye Qingxuan recalled the steward who was wiping cold sweat and asking him to board the ship as soon as possible. The strange light flashed in that person's eyes - it turned out that it had started from that time.

No, maybe earlier, or...

The young man was shocked, lowered his head in annoyance, and kicked his feet suddenly.

Simon, who was pretending to be dead, screamed. Finally he could no longer pretend, and the escape movement he had quietly prepared was interrupted.

This time, Ye Qingxuan was decisive and pulled his musical instrument 'bagpipe' directly from his neck, without giving him any chance to resist.

"Sure enough!"

Ye Qingxuan said coldly: "Through the tricks prepared in advance, I was misled into thinking that I was still in the illusion, and after neglecting you, I gave you a chance to escape... This plan is really not bad.

You went to the sea early and lost the alchemy equipment that created the illusion, right? If things are discordant, they will be stimulated. While confusing the enemy, it will also give yourself an opportunity. "

The final trump card was revealed, and Simon looked defeated. He had long been seriously injured by Ye Qingxuan's sudden Eye of Indra, and now he was just suppressing it.

With no hope of escape, he lowered his head and coughed violently, with blood seeping from his facial features.

"I lost."

His voice was hoarse and full of unwillingness: "How did you find out?"

"What kind of trick? Once used too much, it won't work." Ye Qingxuan said coldly: "It's true that the imaginary is real and the real is imaginary. Unfortunately, it only takes three times. After three times, no matter how subtle the arrangement is, it will be a joke. ”

"I see……"

Simon lowered his head, no longer resisting or speaking.

Ye Qingxuan took out a small bag from the hidden pocket on his waist and threw it in front of him: "If you don't want to die, just swallow it."

Simon did as he was told, opened his bag, and swallowed the refined silver sand, regardless of whether it was poison or something else.

Soon, Ye Qingxuan felt the silver sand reach his stomach. He controlled the movement of "Night on the Barren Mountain" to combine the silver sand into shape and get stuck in his stomach.

"If you don't want to be burned to ashes from the inside out, don't move."

Ye Qingxuan said coldly, Simon felt something strange in his stomach, couldn't help but shuddered, and nodded like garlic.

At this time, after the captain standing far away confirmed that it was safe, he cautiously came over and glanced at Simon on the ground: "Mr. Ye... what should I do with this guy?"

"Lock him up first."

Ye Qingxuan looked down at him with a mysterious smile:

"——I'm still useful."

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