This world is terrible

Chapter 121 The source of skill
But as soon as the shot fell, he immediately regretted it.The object in front of him is nothing but a decorative tree.Because the colorful lights dotted on it glowed with colorful colors in the dark, but it hit my eyes unreasonably.

The gift tree appeared in an instant, and disappeared in an instant.

However, the flaws exposed by the deer head alien shape have been caught by Suan Ni.A paw surrounded by red stripes fell down, and immediately opened a hole in the opponent's neck. Immediately afterwards, the lion's mouth opened wide, biting out as fast as lightning, the minions embedded in the flesh, and the strong upper and lower jaws exerted force, twisting violently!
Click!

There was a crisp bone cracking sound, and the deer-headed alien's body that was seriously injured by Gao Yi's blast, coupled with the influence of Suan Ni's long-term gaze, his legs and feet softened, and his whole body immediately relaxed.

Naturally, Suan Ni would not let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.I saw it stepping on the ground with its forelegs, and the streamlined muscles on its back were bulging, coordinating and bursting out its strength as a whole, and with its head raised, it threw the deer's head alien high into the air!

The shadows of Suan Ni's legs floated, and with one step, the whole body surrounded by fire patterns has leaped up, the claws and teeth intertwined, and the opponent who has nowhere to escape has been locked in an instant.

puff-

The large canopy of blood flowers exploded in the air, and was vaporized by the instantaneously rising high temperature.

His body, which had already suffered heavy injuries, finally couldn't bear the fierce attack of his minions.A large piece of flesh and blood collapsed along the cracks left by the blast, like a sandcastle collapsing in the tide, crumbling and quickly charring under high temperature.

Deer-headed alien, death!

Suan Ni's time limit is also coming to an end.It landed lightly on all fours, glanced majestically at the audience, and finally couldn't help being physically and mentally tired, sat on its hind legs, and dozed off with its eyes opening and closing.

In the end, he fell into a deep sleep as if unconsciously, the color of his body faded, and turned into a stone statue again.

The bull-headed alien limped back to the side of the mysterious man, his expression was cold and terrifying.

By now, he has also understood that there is nothing to be done, and instead of thinking about besieging Descartes and the "Mr. Gao" who has disappeared from the dragon, it is better to turn his eyes back to his original goal.

"Give up on dealing with me?"

When the two were about to retreat, they suddenly heard a question from the surroundings.

Cold sweat rolled down the forehead of the man in the peaked cap.

If you listen carefully, you can detect a crisp "Lingling" sound near them.

This is the ornament on the body of the lion dance, which makes a rhythm during the march.

Gao Yi has been paying attention to the opponent's movements, now that the opponent has the intention to retreat, how can he not notice it.Long before, the lion dance had already disappeared into the darkness, and under the cover of the sound of fighting, he quickly approached the mysterious man's position.

Regardless of the ins and outs of today's incident, Gao Yi must first ensure the safety of himself and others.Remove all threatening factors first, and then it will not be too late to discuss the reasons.

Now, the deer-headed alien was killed by Suan Ni, and the bull-headed alien was almost destroyed by Suan Ni. He and Descartes still had combat power, but the opponent was fully prepared, but only a few remnants were left.

Just beware of the previous "power", it might be possible to put an end to everything today.

"Mr. Gao, I have to admit it."

The mysterious man leaned against the strange-shaped cow's head, and his eyes kept scanning around, trying to find Gao Yi's hidden figure.At the same time, he also opened his mouth to try to resolve the contradictions between the two parties.

"You are a very capable leader."

"Although I don't know the reason why you are here, I think there is no conflict of interest between us. If we continue to fight, in the backlash of our skills, none of us will be able to please."

"How about treating the previous grievances as a misunderstanding between the two parties?"

In the wind and rain, the "Lingling" ornaments collided slightly.Gao Yi rubbed his chin, and said with great interest: "We've already fought with real swords and guns, so is this friend planning to use a misunderstanding to prevaricate?"

Although the subtext had something else to say, Gao Yi's murderous intentions towards these two did not weaken in the slightest.After all, he relied on different paintings to beat people, not blood-burning skills, and how long he wanted to fight depended on his mood.

The other party's harm to living beings in the cave is one of them, and the most important thing is the position they represent.

This kind of position that runs counter to oneself, as long as one of them does not stop, there will be another collision one day.At that time, the battlefield may not be as simple as this uninhabited mountain forest.

Since the future will inevitably happen, it is better to get rid of the opposite one step earlier.

However, no matter what they do, Gao Yi is still very interested in some of their internal information, such as the "old fool" and "judgment seat" that he heard before.So before continuing to do it, he doesn't mind acting out a play with the opponent.

"What do you want?"

The mysterious man cut straight to the point and asked Gao Yi to put forward his conditions.

Gao Yi hummed in embarrassment, and finally stretched out his finger: "Tell me, everything you know about the ruling seat of the Executive Board."

As early as during the Ice and Snow Festival, the creator of the campus ghost talk had already mentioned this term. Judging from his remarks, the [Mountain Calling] in a completely liberated state does not seem to be the opponent of the so-called judgment seat.As a result, Gao Yi was very interested in it.

"Adjudication seat?"

The mysterious man narrowed his eyes, guessing in his mind the angle from which Gao Yi raised the question.But he didn't refuse, because the executive board has been around for a long time, and a lot of its information is not confidential in this circle.

"There are eight seats in the judgment seat, namely the Fool, the Priestess, the Emperor, the Pope, the Lover, the Hermit, the Justice, and the Hanged Man."

The mysterious man said: "This name is inherited from the name of an extremely ancient original skill. Many skills today, whether they are named official or folk, mostly come from their differentiation..."

Tarot?
Gao Yi's heart trembled, as if he had grasped some important information.

The head of the black mist once said that in an unknown age, human beings overthrew the rule of the gods and competed for the authority of His collapse, which turned into a spark that could not bear the weight, and was passed down continuously as moths flew to the flame.

Could it be that these so-called original skills are the power fragments of the former god? !The Dream Lord also seemed to have fallen in that extremely distant age.

However, why only eight seats?There should be 24 major arcana cards in the Tarot...

No, not right!

Gao Yi suddenly frowned, and stared fixedly at the mysterious man: "Is your [strength] also an original skill?"

The eighth of the Tarot sequence, power.

The lion, which means human instinct, is appeased by the goddess named reason.From the point of view of interpretation, this is the balance of human body and mind. All the power reaches a node where both rigidity and softness are combined, so that you can control yourself perfectly.

In other words, a person with this skill can perfectly control all "powers" in the body.Even consciousness, or suspended animation.

"good."

The mysterious man did not hide anything, nodded and said: "So far, only twelve kinds of original skills have been discovered, and the owners of eight of them have become the founders of the executive bureau, while the inheritance of the other four has been scattered all over the world."

　Dig a hole, dig a hole
　　There is still a long time to go for the Tarot scroll.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)