Volume 4: The Game of the Gods Chapter 13 The Last Ye Citizen
Who would have thought that as soon as the ghost staff fell into Zeze's hands, something incredible would happen!
The wooden sculpture seemed to be touched by some strange power, and it made a rather strange humming sound. Then, six . Seeing this, Ping Lili subconsciously exclaimed, "Be careful!"
Before he finished speaking, the person came in with a wave of his sleeves, and his white fingers were as sharp as hooks and bullets. Several golden rays of light flew out from his fingertips, annihilating the green light into nothingness.
The old man from the Kongming tribe snorted coldly almost at the same time. Seeing that his plot had failed again, he was still unwilling to give up. Just as he was about to blurt out a more powerful spell to control the Ghost Staff that had already left his hand, several silver rays flew towards him unexpectedly, and this time they went straight into his mute point. He opened and closed his mouth for a long time, and finally found helplessly that he could not make any sound.
The instigator of all this, Wei Xingying, held a long silver needle in his right hand and slowly inserted it into his Fengchi acupoint. His fingers kept rotating the thin silver needle. Then, Wei Xingying half-closed his eyes and slowly placed his left hand on the crown of the Kongming clan elder's head...
Ying Lili vaguely guessed that Wei Xingying was probably using his unique silver needle to read the old man's memory. This was the fastest and most direct way to obtain the desired information. He had used it once before on the twins who were reincarnated from the fox demon. Although he had never seen it with his own eyes, Ying Lili was still quite amazed at Wei Xingying's ability!
Therefore, she did not dare to disturb her at this time, but just tightly grasped the short black iron blade in her hand and observed the surroundings vigilantly.
The hundred or so Kongming tribe wizards who were here before had all been killed by the three of them. Now their bodies were floating quietly in the pool of blood, which served as an explanation to those innocent people who left the city and died unjustly.
At this time, there were only four of them alive around the blood pool. The silence all around was strange and eerie.
However, Ze Ze did not let go of the evil ghost staff in his hand. He opened his round and dark eyes wide and studied the strange wizard staff with some curiosity. There was a faint electric light condensing between his five fingers, making a hissing sound.
The moment the electric current in his hand passed through the Ghost Staff, the Ghost Staff began to tremble violently, and several streams of black smoke spewed out from the mouth of the Ghost Staff without warning, filling the surroundings. Then, countless vengeful spirits began to slowly emerge from the black smoke. Not only were there the vengeful spirits that had left the city that had been seen above the blood pool before, there were even more hideous faces, as if all the vengeful spirits that had been swallowed by the Ghost Staff before had been spit out!
In an instant, a dark mass appeared above everyone's heads...
The sky was filled with the shadows of vengeful spirits, and the endless wailing and howling of ghosts was deafening, lingering between heaven and earth. Dark clouds rolled, black waves surged, and the breath of the dead was everywhere!
Ping Lili felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave, shivering all over, feeling cold from head to heart. It wasn't that she was afraid, but this gloomy and overwhelming resentment made her feel very depressed and uncomfortable.
But Zeze seemed to have no feeling at this moment. The electric current in his hand was still hissing, and the ghost staff was shaking even more violently, as if it wanted to spit out all the undead souls it had swallowed before...
But for some reason, those resentful souls floating in the sky gradually became restless. Peng Lili could feel that the sinister aura that permeated the surroundings was getting heavier...
"Zeze! Get rid of that ghost thing!" Ping Lili suddenly felt a little uneasy, and roared loudly at Zeze. She flashed and came closer. She shook her right wrist slightly, and the short black iron blade in her hand was raised and fell. In the blink of an eye, she cut off one of the heads of the 'uI' wooden sculpture. Then, there were two more clicks, and the ghost staff had turned into a bare wooden staff. The three heads of the 'uI' wooden sculpture had fallen to the ground at this time, and finally stopped spewing out black mist and evil spirits!
However, those vengeful spirits that had been spit out before seemed to be strongly stimulated, and suddenly turned into a huge black vortex, sweeping towards the direction of Ping Lili and Ze Ze!
I saw that Ping Lili pointed her left hand at the void, and her nimble fingertips hooked, flicked, flicked, and pushed, and several golden runes appeared out of thin air. As her fingers hooked, flicked, and stretched, they turned into pale golden streams of light! I only heard Ping Lili shout softly, and the vast spiritual power streams suddenly rushed like a torrent, like a tide, rushing towards the huge black vortex!
However, the golden light was swallowed up before it got close to the vortex, and everything disappeared into thin air!
Na Zeze had thrown away the bare wooden stick at this time. His eyes were bright, and he clenched his fists into a hammer shape and smashed towards the black vortex with great momentum. A sharp electric light burst out from his fists, but it was still like the golden light that Ping Lili had just used, and was instantly annihilated into nothingness by the black vortex!
At this time, Wei Xingying, who was not far away, had entered a state of wandering in the void, with his eyes slightly closed, as if he was struggling to read all the memories of the old man from the Kongming clan. He was not able to help at all!
Seeing that Pinglili and Zeze were about to be swallowed up by the black vortex formed by the endless resentful spirits, suddenly, a melodious flute sound seemed to float in from the distant nine heavens. The sound was melodious, graceful, ethereal and pure...
A strange thing happened! The black vortex that originally covered the sky and the sun disappeared in an instant in the melodious sound of the flute, and turned into the resentful soul shadow floating in the air before!
Pinglili and Zeze looked at each other, and their nerves were even more tense. They didn't know where the flute sound came from or what its intention was, so neither of them dared to let down their guard.
Ping Lili grabbed the narrow collar and quickly moved to the side of Wei Xingying. As she moaned, a dark golden barrier loomed in front of everyone...
The sound of the flute gradually became lower, yet low and continuous, like a gossamer floating in the wind, yet continuous. The resentful souls floating around began to become unusually quiet, and the sinister aura around them gradually faded away...
Then, as the sound of the flute suddenly became melodious and high-pitched, the sky which was originally covered with dark clouds and gloomy suddenly burst into colorful light. Wherever the light shone, the shadows of thousands of resentful souls began to blur continuously until they turned into annihilation and disappeared without a trace.
"Requiem!" Zeze exclaimed, and Pinglili also widened her eyes at this time. Her pair of golden-brown eyes finally locked onto the source of the flute sound, because the flute sound was getting closer and closer.
Amid the high-pitched and melodious flute sounds, a man in white came over from afar, gliding as if he were walking on ice. No, it would be too fast to say he was walking. Each step he took was very far, and the toes under his white clothes lightly touched the ground and bounced up like flying, and in an instant he was close.
The first thing that caught my eye was a hideous bronze mask, and judging from the figure, it should be a woman. However, her white clothes, which were whiter than snow, seemed a little out of place against the backdrop of this bloody purgatory.
But when she came closer, she didn't even look at Ping Lili and the other three, and ran straight to the pool of blood.
Then, in the astonished gazes of Pinglili and Zeze , she casually stuffed the flute in her arms and knelt heavily beside the pool of blood. She prostrated herself on the ground devoutly, her body trembling slightly, and it seemed that she was sobbing.
At this time, the resentful souls above the blood pool had long disappeared without a trace, only the heads of those who died with their eyes open were still floating in the blood pool... The woman in white with a bronze mask was seen crawling beside the blood pool, kowtowed three times.
Ping Lili suddenly felt something in her heart, as if she understood something. She slowly walked behind the man and said tentatively: "My lady, the deceased is gone, please accept my condolences..."
"Did you avenge them?" After a while, a hoarse and trembling voice came from behind the bronze mask. Judging from the voice, the person seemed to be not very old.
Ping Lili was slightly stunned, nodded subconsciously, and suddenly remembered that the other party had his back to her, so she hummed softly as a response.
“Thank you.” The woman in white stood up slowly without looking back. She gently took out an octagonal bronze mirror from her bosom and threw it into the air. The five-colored rays of light seemed to pour down like a galaxy. In an instant, the heads of the Ye people who died with their eyes open in the blood pool were transformed into oblivion like the resentful souls before...
At this time, all that was left in the blood pool were the corpses of more than a hundred Kongming tribe wizards. The woman then moved both hands, and dazzling silver light flashed, like fireworks in the first month of the year, which suddenly blew the corpses in the blood pool into a bloody mess.
Then, before Yinglili and Zeze could react, the woman in white had already turned into a wisp of breeze and approached the old man of the Kongming tribe who had been tortured by Wei Xingying to the point of having only one breath left. Her cold voice came again: "Leave him to me."
Ping Lili looked at Wei Xingying nervously, thinking about how to respond, but was fortunately found that Wei Xingying had regained consciousness at this time.
As if he had finished reading the man's memory, Wei Xingying slowly opened his eyes, retracted the slender silver needle in his hand, looked around, and his eyes fell on the sea of blood that seemed emptier than before. A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he looked at the slightly nervous expressions of Ping Lili and Ze Ze, and finally fixed his eyes on the woman in white with a bronze mask in front of him: "Are you from Ye?"
Although it was a question, his tone seemed to confirm the other person's identity.
"The last person from Ye..." When the woman said this in her cold and trembling voice, Ping Lili felt an endless pity for her in her heart...
