My Destiny Illustrated Book of the Moon

Chapter 659 Special Noble Phantasm: Evening Bell Cover
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The cold wind came from nowhere and blew away the underworld from nowhere.

This is a deep, bottomless underground cave, dotted with protruding stone pillars and rugged cliffs... Apart from the pitch-black darkness that meets the eye, the only things accompanying this dead silence are the almost forbidden time and the eternal wind that flows here.

Then, at a certain time no one knew.

Crack!

With a loud bang, a lightning-like crack suddenly appeared in the curtain of black and light, accompanied by a sound that seemed to tear the world apart. The gap in space continued to expand until it tore the darkness itself into a large piece of nothingness, and the outline of a human figure emerged from it.

tread.

tread.

tread.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer. When the slender legs as tight as a cheetah stood on the barren ground, the young man who walked out of the space crack raised his face covered by a bone mask.

woo-

His hair was blown by the equally cold air flow, and the desolate underground cave was reflected in the young man's pupils. This place, filled with dead silence, also silently watched the uninvited guest who broke in.

A pitch-black robe floated like a ghost, revealing the spirit clothes and tactical overalls underneath. The faint blue lines spread all the way, flowing from the neck through the gaps in the clothes, outlining the shape of the ring on his fingertips, and then going all the way down to the soles of his feet.

As the young man raised his eyes as if he sensed something, the bright golden color in his left eye was actually covered by the rising spiritual fire. The ethereal outer flame even passed over the eye sockets, outlining a faint blue color in the void.

In addition to his evil eyes and silver hair bathed in moonlight, the most profound impression left by the young man was indeed the bone mask that covered his face.

It's obviously just a cover.

It's just a mask without any expression.

But the coldness and solemnity lingering on the mask were like some kind of law-transformed beast, lurking on the young man's face, staring coldly at any villain who violated the iron law.

So the young man himself turned into a messenger from heaven, walking in the deep valley, carrying out punishment on behalf of heaven.

At this moment, the solemn angel looked around at the completely unfamiliar environment. The feeling that this place was incompatible with the human world made him silent for a long time, and then... he tilted his head.

"Where is...where?"

Needless to say, he broke through time and space by following the records in order to resolve/escape the crisis of New Gaia Earth I and the increasingly approaching Shura Field, and to complete the task entrusted by King Hassan, and finally arrived at his destination, the New Moon.

"The first rule of the survival guide for time travelers is that the first thing to do after arriving in a strange new world is to conceal your identity while finding out the basic information of this world. Having said that, but..."

Shuoyue looked around and saw nothing but emptiness. Even the crows were too lazy to fly over and call to show their support. It looked extremely desolate.

"There is no information to judge here. What kind of hell did old Wang Hassan send me to? Even if it is hell, it can't be more than this, right? Oh, no, at least your hell has at least one sweet and soft lady... So where is this?"

As soon as the young man opened his mouth, the filter of the angel of death was completely shattered, leaving only his mumbling to himself: "I won't be like a certain senior time traveler, born in a prison or a dangerous area, right? Speaking of this environment, am I in a dungeon? A land of corruption? Or... oh no."

It seemed that the intruder's disrespect angered the natives here. Shuoyue paused for a moment, and then he heard an indescribable whistling sound. Spiritual fire was born from the soil, one after another, condensing into withered black-robed figures.

They chased the warm and disgusting breath, raised their mummy-like faces, their disappeared lips and eyelids, their completely rotten noses, and their sparse, exposed teeth, which looked extremely eerie in the darkness.

There is no doubt that the one who appeared before Shuoyue was a monster that was no longer human.

"The good news is that there are at least living beings here, but the bad news is... you all don't seem to welcome me." Under the mask, Shuoyue smiled playfully, "Before we do anything, let me ask you one thing - what are you?"

All he got in response was a rustling, fragmented string of sentences.

"Living people, they are living people, why are there living people here... why..."

"Are you here to laugh at me... Are you here to plunder me... Are you here to escape... Are you here to abandon me..."

"Unforgivable - no matter what kind of thing is unforgivable - I don't want warm breath, warm flesh, or anything like that -" That is a language that does not belong to the modern era. If you understand and observe it from the perspective of the soul, the hatred contained in the words will be like a black curse bug, quickly crawling all over the enemy's body, and finally merging into a single will.

"Die—die, die, die, die, die die die die die die die die die!"

There was no unnecessary negotiation. These monsters vented their malice by not just shouting. Within just a few tens of seconds after they appeared, they had surrounded Shuoyue and stretched out their branch-like arms, trying to strangle and tear apart the intruders in the most primitive way.

"Even if I am an intruder, my hostility is too strong, isn't it? Is this the legendary battle that starts within five seconds of meeting?"

Facing this zombie-like scene, Shuoyue was not panicked at all. After all, from the perspective of the magic eye, these monsters were all pitifully weak. "Using magic would be too much of a bully for you. In this case, let's try the power of the 'Evening Bell Mask'. After Wang Hassan gave it to me, I haven't had time to study it... uh."

As he spoke, the young man touched the white bone shell on his face, then stood still. After a brief pause, countless zombie-like monsters swallowed him up, and he let out a frantic shout of success.

Then, the blue flowers bloomed in the dark world.

Like a lotus flower that grows out of mud without being stained, the beautiful flower covers the sky and the sun, enveloping all the monsters surrounding Shuo Yue. Each exquisite petal is painted with dark blue spiritual fire, as beautiful as crystal, yet containing damage that would make the enemy tremble.

The monsters that were brushed by the petals were instantly ignited. The spiritual flame condensed from the realm of life and death had an unexpected power on them. Even though they were undead, they all screamed and rolled back and forth on the ground, unable to hide the pain from their souls.

In an instant, all the enemies knelt on the ground in surrender, except for the young man who stood in the center of the lotus. He stroked his mask gently with a silent and compassionate look, just like an angel who brought down divine punishment on behalf of his master.

In fact, what this guy was thinking at this moment was——

“Oh my god, this is amazing…!”

The records from the 'Atlas of Destiny' faithfully reflect the information about the Bone Mask, the treasure entrusted to Shuoyue by King Hassan.

[Illustrated record has been updated]

[Special Noble Phantasm·Evening Bell Cover]

Level: EX
Type: Anti-personnel Noble Phantasm

Description of the Noble Phantasm: A gift from Grand Assassin, the Old Man of the Mountain, it is a product of the condensation of the Grand Spiritual Foundation. It comes with the inherent skills [Breath Blocking], [Death Abyss], and [Flame of the Valley], and can summon the Noble Phantasm [Angel of Death] against enemies.

Breath Block: A
The skill that Shuoyue once possessed but was not registered due to insufficient level, has been upgraded in level with the blessing of Wanzhong's mask, and can almost perfectly eliminate his own aura.

Death Abyss: EX
Regain the memory of walking and fighting in the valley, use the power of the boundary between life and death to give yourself the state of perseverance, and after the state of perseverance is removed, greatly improve the attack ability.

Since this ability does not belong to the individual, it can only be released once.

Flame of the Valley: B
Since the owner of the mask has been walking in deep valleys for many years, his essence has been tainted by the phantom flames that symbolize life and death. Enemies infected by this flame will be deprived of victory if they are alive, and will be given death if they are dead. The flame will continue to grow like a maggot on the tarsus until it brings equal destiny to every soul.

This is the mask that King Hassan entrusted to Shuoyue when he was in the Moon Spirit Crystal.

It was not only the condensation of the crown spirit base, but also registered the skills that King Hassan possessed, and even the treasures—

The light of the spirit particles gathered and forged into a rusty long sword. Shuoyue held it, made a sword flower with his hand, and then looked at the enemies.

However, at this moment, perhaps it would be more appropriate to remove the word "them"... because the spiritual fire has already burned the false skin, and in the pain of touching the essence, the true bodies of the monsters, those monsters that gave up their rotten bodies and appeared in the form of pure souls gathered together and finally turned into a huge undead with an ethereal breath.

"Finally its true face is revealed. It turns out to be not 'The Walking Dead' but 'The Shining'." Looking at the undead who regrouped and roared at him, Shuoyue couldn't help but reveal a cruel smile.

"I apologize before the second round begins. After all, I can't wait to experience what it feels like to be an old man in the mountains!"

The black robe was lifted up in an instant, and the dark blue circuits all over the body began to flow, along with the spiritual fire lighting up the young man's excited eyes. A sword light as cold as snow appeared in front of the huge undead.

"Then the hour of the evening bell has come—"

"Hand over the head!"

(End of this chapter)