I'm bound to the witch of death

Chapter 597 597. Lighting the Sky Lantern

The nine people had different masks.

Some wore various animal masks, and they were dressed in strange clothes.

There were also black-robed people wearing spade and red heart masks, who looked like they were imitating the Peach Organization.

There was also a bandaged man wearing a white-based black fire mask.

There would be many people playing movie or TV characters or famous figures in the Lantern Festival, and their costumes were normal.

The one who attracted the most attention was the only young man who was not covered at all.

He wore a long white church robe, a golden sacrificial shawl, and had a handsome appearance.

"It's Oedipus!" A girl screamed excitedly in the crowd, and everyone looked over.

"Why is he here?"

"I heard someone say a few days ago that the son of the Pope is a god-level genius. Is it true?"

"Do you believe this? Every year there are clowns who claim to be god-level geniuses, as if they have never seen the world. Maybe they are not as good as our senior Zilu."

The crowd was talking.

Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong looked at each other and quietly fell behind the other eight people.

"Miss Mu, can you recognize the identity of the bandaged man?"

Through the Eye of Deconstruction, Xia Feng could easily see through the mask of the bandages. The face under the mask was also covered with circles of bandages.

Only a strange left eye with a dark green pupil was exposed.

Just when Xia Feng saw this left eye, the bandaged man seemed to have noticed something and turned back, obviously discovering his peeping.

"Eye of the Netherworld, this person should be the Burning Heaven Holy Temple, the agent of the Destruction Star God, Burning Heaven Dao Tu Lin."

Miss Mu's explanation sounded in Xia Feng's heart, which surprised him. He actually came from Burning Heaven Dao?

And he was the agent of the Destruction Star God.

According to what Xia Feng knew so far, there are three gods in the Burning Heaven Holy Temple, two star gods, and one evil god.

They are Yongri, Destruction, and Tianci.

In the Burning Heaven Holy Temple, Destruction is the strongest. The other two have not yet possessed godhood for various reasons. They are in the stage of false gods and are only one step away from the eighth-level god.

If the person in front of us, Tu Lin, is really the agent of the God of Destruction, then he is actually equivalent to the Son of Burning Heaven.

In this way, there will be 100% problems with this lantern.

Is there something good in the Sky Lantern Pavilion?

It is worth the Pope's son and the Son of Burning Heaven to come here specially.

Just when Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong were discussing with curiosity.

"Brother Lin~ There are two dogs and men behind you peeping at you." No one saw that next to the bandaged man, there was a headless girl in an angel white dress.

The girl was barefoot, holding her own head in her arms, with a weird smile on her cute face, "Brother Lin~ Why don't we kill the dog couple!"

"Don't cause trouble."

"Um——" The girl's head flew up from her arms, circled around Tu Lin, and muttered, "But that woman just now dared to snatch the lantern from you, brother, how hateful!"

Tu Lin looked indifferent and ignored Tu Yi.

The girl's cute head pursed its lips and snorted, "What a dead wood, boring."

However, the girl did not notice that the red peach man behind her glanced at her without a trace, and then lightly retracted his beautiful eyes.

"Everyone, the rules of the spirit particle competition are very simple."

High above, the white-bearded old man spread his hands, and a messy line of spirit particles lit up on his palm.

He smiled lightly and said, "Whoever can first perfect this N-level incomplete matrix into a brand new D-level spirit particle matrix can directly enter the Sky Lantern Pavilion to exchange for the treasures you want. Of course, the D-level matrix can only be exchanged for D-level treasures, the C-level matrix can be exchanged for C-level treasures, and so on."

"There are only five places to enter the Sky Lantern Pavilion, first come first served. So, whether to choose the D-level matrix, C-level, or even B-level, you can decide for yourself."

As the white-bearded old man finished speaking, the messy line light flow in his hand was immediately copied into a hundred copies and distributed to everyone present.

Xia Feng blinked and glanced at it in confusion, before he could see the mess of lines clearly.

[When he saw this N-level incomplete matrix for the first time, Mu Qingtong instantly perfected it into a B-level spirit particle matrix, and at the same time used it as a basis to deduce 1902 B-level matrices, integrated into one, you have comprehended the B-level spirit clothes·Light the sky lantern]

[Bronze product, must be a fine product]

[Light the sky lantern: Any lamp-shaped object with dense fire elements can be detonated by you, and the damage to the soul body is doubled. The detonation power depends on the amount of spirit particles input, and can cause serious injuries to the fifth realm of the highest. ]

After the white-bearded old man divided the N-level matrix, he touched his long flowing beard and sighed in his heart, wondering if this group of geniuses could do it.

When he used the paper lantern lady to make paper lanterns, the flame of the paper lanterns was always dim, so he actually wanted to take this opportunity to let these geniuses help him think of a spirit particle structure that would make the fire element denser and not disintegrate in the extremely thin paper.

Only in this way can he sell the paper lanterns at a better price.

This kind of self-created spirit particle structure is difficult for him, but it should be no problem for this group of geniuses.

While thinking, the white-bearded old man glanced at the people below, most of whom frowned and thought hard.

Fortunately, Ning Zilu, who he expected the most, had already started to move, and his hands slid quickly in the line light path in front of him.

However, what surprised him was that eight of the ten passers-by raised their hands at the same time, and the speed of sliding the spirit particle lines in their hands was very fast, as if they didn't need to think.

Especially the Pope's son and the bandaged man, who put their left hands behind their backs and operated directly with one hand.

To be honest, many people don’t believe that this suddenly appearing son of the Pope is a god-level genius, but judging from his appearance, he is at least a super genius.

Super genius? The white-bearded old man narrowed his cloudy eyes and sighed in his heart, it’s a pity that these geniuses have to die here today.

"Brother Lin~Faster, faster~"

The girl's head spun happily beside the bandaged man, sometimes turning her head to look at her brother's hand speed, sometimes turning her head to look at Dipus in the distance, and her tone was anxious, "Brother, that pretty boy is about to catch up with you, you can't be so slow! Too slow, too slow, or let Xiaoyi come!"

Tu Lin asked in a dull tone, "How are the two peach-faced people behind?"

The girl's head fell on his neck, turned 180 degrees, and said disdainfully, "These two idiots are still staring at the N-level spirit map in a daze, like stupid, brother, look at what they are doing."

Hearing his sister's words, Tu Lin nodded. It seemed that these two people were not even worthy of being his stepping stones, so he didn't care much about it.

Xia Feng was accustomed to Mu Shen's instant meeting, and he was not surprised.

However, he and Mu Qingtong looked around and saw that everyone around them had quickly mastered the skill and were very focused. They looked at each other and had no choice but to follow suit and slide on the spirit map.

Xia Feng didn't know what he was sliding, so he just followed Miss Mu.

Fortunately, his dynamic vision was very strong, and his fingers could keep up with Miss Mu's rhythm.

Now they just had to wait until someone finished first.

But they didn't know how long they had to wait. These geniuses were really rubbish, and none of them could fight.