musicians of old

Chapter 659 "Fanning is seriously injured"

"Why don't you keep shooting!?"

"The light on his body is like a thorn. I can't open my eyes at all, and I can't lock my spiritual power!"

  An Ancestral of Ashes who is proficient in thermal weapons. When using firearms, his lethality and accuracy are extremely terrifying, but it seems to be of no use here!

"Damn it! Where are those people in the bathroom?"

"Storm Chariot, guard the altar site, quickly!"

Owen's voice under the cloak was horrified. Although he didn't know the characteristics of this "javelin", he knew at a glance that it was not something easy to deal with. He quickly ordered his men to respond.

"It's useless." Fan Ning sneered.

This time, he had sacrificed one third of his inspiration to perform the secret art of riding a carriage. Now, almost all of his energy had been used up. How could he be easily defeated?

A person who creates his own keys and uses the spiritual knowledge of the triple door will probably not be able to handle many cases at a level below that of an Order Executor!

  This "Spinning Fire Arrow" hadn't reached the few people yet. As soon as it approached an invisible plane, it seemed to have smashed something, and light golden cracks spread in the air!

There were more and more cracks, and the "Huang" mystical ritual barrier was forcibly twisted into the "Zhu" phase. Spiritual liquid splashed everywhere, like a golden rain!

The next thing to be twisted was the storm. The people who were driving the chariot in front could not help but hold their heads and struggle continuously. White-hot light began to pour out of their mouths and noses. The demon-hunting bullets from the guns behind them fell to the ground and turned into candles with four-fold raised lines engraved with the pattern of "Eternal Fire" or "Endless Fugue" that rolled everywhere!

"not good!"

The cloaked man who had been hanging behind with the music book open in his hands finally cried out loudly.

Those "cannon fodder" in front don't matter.

  But he noticed that his colleague Owen's condition was also starting to get strange, with incandescent light seeping out of his pores!

"Retreat immediately! The rest of these people——"

The voice of the man holding the chorus sheet suddenly stopped.

Fanning's arrow seemed to have triggered some kind of mysterious chain reaction. Behind the crumbling altar, in a place that seemed to be between emptiness and reality, the hinge of a door was suddenly pushed open!

  This is the bathroom affected by the first arrow!

At this time, the second arrow was shot out, and the mysterious aura of "candle" that had been twisted found an exit that was attracted by the same secret aura. The golden torrent directly smashed the door and half of the altar into pieces!

Then, it merged with the torrent brought by the second arrow, rushed up into the sky, and formed a silent flash like a nuclear explosion above the cruise ship!

The levitated man who was leading this secret ceremony fell to the roof along with the chorus score, and his whole body began to convulse violently.

  Owen, lying on the ground, felt that the whole world was moving away from him. When he opened his eyes again, he felt a sharp pain all over his upper body, even in his Adam's apple. He found that he could no longer breathe, and his life was slipping away irreversibly!

He tried hard to move his peripheral vision downward and to the right, and then he saw the charred holes as big as bowls that pierced through his heart and abdominal cavity, and Fan Ning who had been standing beside him without him knowing!

"I find it very strange. Are these Adepts of the Underworld your subordinates? That's really strange."

Another seemingly soft ray of light hit the man in black lying next to him.

There is no doubt that it was a fatal blow.

Fan Ning's face was gloomy and confused as he watched the man in black wailing and twitching a few times. His body also turned into green smoke and his clothes shrank into a ball.

"You you! Who are you!?" Owen, before his death, had some associations because of the fatal injuries on his body.

And now seeing Fanning continue to use the same method -

"Could it be that you are...Impossible!!! Impossible!!! You are hehehe. You are la." His bloodshot eyes suddenly bulged out and his arms and fists were clenched tightly until they were stiff.

"Guessed it right."

Fanning chuckled.

"The time you guessed was a little earlier than I planned, so now, you are dead."

Owen stared at Fanning, his throat no longer uttering any syllables. Finally, his whole body tensed and relaxed, his head tilted, and he was silent.

One hundred percent pure "candle" spiritual liquid is flowing everywhere.

The sky was dripping with golden inspiration raindrops, and the air was faintly filled with the sound of choral chants. The original phase of the battlefield had been completely replaced by a twisted aura. Even if divination, retrospection, or spiritualism were used, the information obtained was completely deviated from the facts!

Fanning stood where he was, feeling the rich "candle" mystical atmosphere in the air, and his spirit continued to be restored and nourished.

About a minute later, the exhausted inspiration that was almost exhausted had been recovered by more than half.

"Mr. Fanning!"

"Mr. Fanning, are you all right?"

"Most of the people have already evacuated to the other side! There are only a few musicians in the guest room next door who got lost due to the interference of the secret ceremony."

A minute later, Walter finally led several knowledgeable people on the cruise ship and more security personnel to the battle scene on the roof.

"Oh no, that place seems to be quite badly damaged."

A security guard was holding a bulky walkie-talkie, which continued to emit the noisy voices of rescue workers in other places.

"Two female string musicians and a music clerk."

"It's okay, it's okay! I'm just injured!" "Hurry, hurry, hurry!!"

  Fanning had been thinking about some issues in his mind for the past two minutes. At this moment, a lot of people came over, including musicians from his own band and the original staff on the cruise ship.

The ingredients are actually a bit complicated.

He was originally planning to give orders as usual, asking others to deal with the scene, check the house for fire hazards, and have more people look carefully to see if there were any victims or injured. He would also go and see what was happening to those subordinates of the Awareness who died in strange ways.

  But suddenly I felt something was wrong!

This incident, at this critical juncture.

What are the possible impacts or trends that may follow?

Fanning suddenly changed his mind and fell silent.

Even his face turned gray and his body seemed to be standing less straight.

"Carlon? Are you okay? Are you hurt? Are you okay?"

The next moment, the crowd was pushed aside and Sheeran, wearing a white dress, rushed over.

She was generally relieved to see that Fanning was still standing, but her face was still pale and her eyes were filled with deep worry.

"Carlon, are you injured? Where are you injured? Can you speak? Are you feeling okay mentally?"

The girl grabbed one of his arms and continued to repeat the question.

"boom."

Amid the exclamations of the crowd behind, Fanning's head leaned directly on Sheeran's shoulder.

His knees curled up, his feet staggered, and his entire weight hung on the girl like a pendant!

"Ah! Be careful." Xilan was almost pressed to the ground by him. He supported himself with his left foot, took a deep breath, and moved the weight of his whole body to be more balanced.

Two knowledgeable musicians from the orchestra came running over to help.

Fresh red blood began to seep out of Fanning's mouth and nose. He spoke with difficulty on Shirlan's shoulder, then closed his eyes.

"I can't hold on any longer. Help me into the house."