Turning into a nine-tailed sky fox, I seem to be very powerful

Rain is coming!

Immediately afterwards, they saw Lin Xuan take a deep breath.

The four fingers of the left hand hanging above the piano suddenly flicked up and pressed down towards the keys.

Immediately afterwards, the crazy rainstorm melody burst out from the piano, and the fingerings that seemed a little clumsy and rough to the masters now violently opened the prologue to the thrilling eleventh variation at an incredible speed.

As a result, a crazy sharp melody pierces from the hammer strike!

The rapid changes between the short fingers make it difficult for the eardrums to keep up with the terrifying speed. The four fingers on the keyboard are jumping and swaying at a speed that the naked eye can't catch up with.

Ah, that was indeed the warning from the boy just now—the examiners finally realized it—because he was going to turn on the brakes of the hell train!

Because the shocking eleven variations have begun!

That is the same theme revealed by eleven different techniques and techniques. In those days, Paganini almost extravagantly showed off to the world the treasure created by his talent and limits. Now, it is re-interpreted in the hands of teenagers.

But what he is witnessing now is so unimaginable.

The young man who just seemed to be a little clumsy in technique and technique, but now uses his unremarkable clumsy method to complete such a drastic change and tone.

Not just the phantasmagoric playing, not just the thundering soundboard, but the crazy loops between the high and low registers and the diphonic descents... it's unbelievable s things.

caught up?

Schroeder almost suffocated, the boy actually had to catch up with Paganini's rhythm!

He stared blankly at the young man's beautiful side face, and the joyful and fanatical look in his eyes.

The frenzied voice burst into the heights!

"Unbelievable..."

Some people once said that Paganini was the devil, but now Schroeder seems to have really seen the devil come to this world at a certain moment, and now he is attached to the thin body of the young man, swaying his sharp smile towards the world. Voice.

so crazy.

Under that unbelievable contagiousness, it was hard for everyone to breathe.

Like a broken sampan before the earth-shattering tsunami, trembling, turbulent, and involuntary.

When the instrument of this variation changed from the violin to the piano, it lost the strange change that was like a devil whispering once, and turned into a thunder that trembled like the earth.

And only when the speed of the melody changes slows down and gradually becomes gentle, the deep theme hidden in the wind and thunder is slowly revealed - the kind of grief that seems to be watching the devil with his soul drifting away. and helpless.

"The train from hell is racing towards despair..."

Whispering subconsciously, Newman clenched the armrest of the chair, unable to resist the terrifying appeal of Lin Xuan's melody, and was almost drawn into the deep undercurrent hidden under the calm melody.

That's right, speeding.

The gradually slow rhythm pushed forward irresistibly, with the fear of stepping through the gate of hell step by step, and went all the way into the deepest depths of fire and purgatory.

death.

Death is rising like bright stars.

It is everywhere, soaring from the low melody, across the corridors of corpses, through the tragic bloody hell, flying, flying, with the runners, but one step ahead of them.

It's like a step in the abyss.

Therefore, everything that can be seen is so cruel.

Death, death, death, it is obviously just an ordinary corpse, but it seems to have been ravaged by some monster, falling apart, and in pain, even death has become liberation.

Until the end, even the screams in the communication channel had disappeared without a trace.

"Reserve team, request support from the reserve team going to the underground plaza, request, request support..."

However, the reserve team did not respond, and only the last person was left in the silent monitoring room.

The last 'ghoul' collapsed on the chair, trembling, looking at the figure on the screen walking towards him step by step, his lips humming, opening and closing, but he couldn't speak.

He wanted to scream, but he couldn't make a sound.

Until finally, the door was pushed open.

"I didn't expect to fight here with bare hands. Should I say that he is open-minded and unrestrained, or that he is not afraid of death... Huaxia's big monster is really powerful..."

The woman with a gentle smile stood outside the door, looking in one direction as if talking to herself, then raised her head and looked at the distorted face.

"If it's the group of unlucky ones who went to the underground plaza, they probably won't be able to get back to you."

The white dress is still spotless.

It's just that the nails of the ten fingers seem to be smeared with crystal red nail polish, and the red is despairing.

"Sorry, there was a little bit of excitement ahead, so I didn't pay attention."

Qiandong bent down, put down the vegetable basket, and rummaged through it, but there was nothing in the basket. In the end, he could only stand up regretfully, holding the last remaining items in his hands.

"Onion and prime rib."

She raised her hands and asked softly, "Which one do you like?"

"..."

In the frozen silence, the last ghoul faced the original monster and finally let out a scream full of despair.

So, in the distant wailing melody, a hint of joy suddenly appeared in the notes.

Like the devil's song.

When the number of reincarnations is endless, dense ripples fill the entire closed loop.

In the burning trance, the tomb robber once again saw that ominous figure.

The man holding the umbrella looked down and asked pityingly, "How many times can you repeat this game to be satisfied, Tia?"

Needless to say?

The tomb robber smiled disdainfully: I will never get bored with such an interesting thing!

"But what about the price, Master Immortal? How many times can you persist? Three times? Twice? Or once..."

Mephisto lowered his head and looked at the remnant body in the ashes: "Look, there are more and more parts that cannot be burned, even the 'non-burnable garbage' that Tianmen will not care about..."

"It's all you," he said. "You can't burn yourself."

At this moment, after the reincarnation of time merged again, the tomb robber fairy did not go back to the past, and her consciousness still remained in the current body.

In the ashes, that coke-like body is rapidly... growing!

"Have you thought about a question?"

Mephisto squatted down and looked at her face, "Every time, you send a part of yourself back to the past, but where did the you that remained in the future go?

Resonance has a limit, Tia, even if it is a trick, the interference with time is still limited, and Tianmen will not endlessly respond to your voice.

Are you the one who was burned to the ground, or the one you were in the past?Or the future you?Can you really tell the difference? "

He said: "The resonance has failed, and your time loop has been broken by yourself. Next, you will have the final reckoning for your crime of playing with time."

Accompanied by his words, Tia's body began to grow again in the ashes, but that appearance was rapidly becoming ferocious.

Not only the body, but even in the soul under the heavy protection, a ray of pure and terrifying darkness appeared and spread rapidly——

After the broken time reincarnation, the 'umbilical cord' like an abyss extends.

From it, the essence of hell formed by disasters slowly emerged.

A brand new crowned hell is about to be born.

……

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Chapter 750 Is there a possibility

"Did you see that, Immortal Tomb Raider?"

Mephisto sighed clearly: "This is the result of the third question—congratulations, you killed the dragon, but you yourself were not spared.

Soon, in each reincarnation, the sacrifices you have made, the precipitation you have accumulated, and the despair you have carried will usher in an explosion... In all cycles, those burnt-out divinities will Your body is revived, causing you to fall into the deepest hell. "

"Old China will be waiting there, Tia."

"You will be one of us eventually," he said.

"No, I will not--"

In the pain of rebirth and falling, the tomb robber muttered hoarsely: "Someone will kill me, Mephisto, and a hero will give me a peaceful end."

That's right, heroes like the rising sun will kill themselves.

To rest the souls of the long overdue dead.

This is how the story ends.

At that moment, the last afterimage of Mephisto shattered silently.

under slash.

A hoarse voice sounded.

"Sorry, the grave robbers over there."

After the elevator opened again, the blood-stained figure staggered out and told him, "It seems that there is no hero like you mentioned here recently."

Without using any abilities belonging to the big demon at all, he fought against the killing angel all the way. His half body was covered in blood, as if he was walking from the flames.

After leaving the live broadcast camera, the man fighting as a "mortal" slowly smiled.

"... Aobai?"

"Yeah, are you surprised, are you surprised?"

Clenching the broken halberd tightly, propping up the body, panting with difficulty, "I know what stupid questions you want to ask - why am I the one who came here, why do I know where you are, and what happened after that... It doesn't matter, since you are sincere Sincerely ask, then I will tell you mercifully!"

Not to prevent the world from being destroyed, nor to maintain the peace of the world; there is no justice that implements love and popularity, and it is not possible to become a handsome and charming decent character!

"Is it fucked?"

Aobai raised his head and told her: "I am a cheater!"

The Immortal Tomb Raider froze in place.

"As expected of you, Aobai."

She murmured hoarsely and couldn't help shaking her head.

The pain of falling spreads from the soul, and one hears the continuous broken sound, which is the disaster that is about to break out of the soul, the evil result created by herself.

The erosion rate accumulated in those erased pasts is rapidly increasing, revolving around the axis named Tia, continuously extracting the remaining power and divinity of the fallen angels, and merging them into a new body.

Before long, the Crowned One, constructed in endless time travel, will be born with the Fall.

This time, time will no longer favor her.

She sighed silently.

Always come at the wrong time, Aobai.

It's too late, the consequences have already been cast, and everything is irreversible.

But compared to the most ideal situation, it came a little too early.To watch a person named Tia fall into hell and become a monster beyond recognition...

The ship of Theseus has not replaced the last board, but it has already sailed into the abyss, and under the impetus of the rapids, it will never return.

"You didn't fail to get Shuten-douji's holy bone, thinking that you could change careers and become a demon boy if you got a badge from the great witch?"

In a trance, she couldn't help laughing softly.

"Give it up, as long as you are like this, if in other novels you want to be sexually transferred to Lily..."

"I finally know what it's like to hit someone"

Looking at the rapidly deformed face, Aobai laughed angrily, and looked behind him, "In order to prevent her from resisting, please help me hold her hand——I must break her broken pipe today !"

"a piece of cake."

Behind him, the official teacher from Jixia walked out slowly, staring down at the Immortal Tomb Raider on the ground, stretched out his hand, and pressed it through the air.

At that moment, the badge of the witch lit up, and the authority of death was operating here, causing the abyss essence that was rapidly spreading in the body of the tomb robber to stagnate instantly.

That's not a pause, it's a thousandfold delay.