The Phantom of Jazz

【Inde? Heart】

The entire hall began to shake slightly, and the seemingly solid crystal began to crack one after another, and the refraction of the light made the entire hall sink under a dazzling spot of light.The air in the hall became extremely thin, almost a vacuum state, the air was attracted by the huge soul power and clustered in the air, and the gorgeous crystals shattered as it passed, these were the results of using the wind element to the extreme.The transparent aperture spread out in a three-dimensional manner and competed with another force in the air to form a huge storm of soul power. At this moment, Boyce stood at the very center of the storm, with his right hand raised high, five fingers Changing flexibly, every remaining wind element in the air surged through his fingertips until there was nothing left.The storm of soul power surrounding him has become more and more arrogant, and at this moment another soul power center has become independent and has lost the violence and swiftness at the beginning. The originally high-density wind element has become thinner and thinner, but The silver priest who manipulated this power did not panic at all, and the leading silver priest even showed a successful smile at the corner of his mouth. At this time, there was room for the situation to be reversed.

The transparent crystal ground under Boyce's feet began to emit red light faintly, and in direct proportion to the soul power output by Boyce, a group of demons began to grow wildly, like the solidified magma suddenly gushing out under the burning of high temperature. Move, when this turbulent red light rages, the soul power surrounding Boyce is shattered and becomes vulnerable. The red light still does not abate, as if it is rooted at Boyce's feet and grows on the ground. More branches appeared, when half the room was covered with bright red light surging on the surface of the ground, this hidden mysterious power like hell finally broke out, the rampant red light gathered into one, and passed through the platinum like lightning. Boyce's body, Boyce stood there in a daze, for a long time, coughed and spat out a mouthful of blood, the bright red color was not inferior to the raging red light, the thick blood meandered along his beautiful lip line Next, his body shook slightly, and he stood there with a pale face and expressionless expression.This mysterious punitive power seems to have been planted in his soul from the very beginning, and it will explode as soon as he touches the forbidden fruit.

The dazzling red light envelops the crystal heavily, and the soft light spreads above his head. The blood trapped by his thin body rages along the whole body, roaring and rushing to the brain in an instant. Finally, after many years, the closed memory The doors are open today.A piece protruded from the ground, and the silver priest stood there like the most hypocritical god: "Bois, everything about you is given by us, and your destiny has always been firmly in our hands."

[17 years ago? Inde Empire]

The immature boy sat quietly under the verdant old tree, his exquisite blue eyes stared intently at the children who were fussing in the shade of the tree and the villagers working in the fields in the distance.The young man's eyes were warm, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The boy appeared in the small town a month ago. No one knew his origin, including the boy himself. The boy only remembered that he had experienced a long and bloody fight in a dark cave-like place, and then rashly appeared in the town. This border town, but the people in the town warmly took him in.There is a mysterious thing called soul power flowing in the young man's body. The young man seems to know how to use it right away. He has helped many villagers with his soul power, and many villagers have talked about his ability. , It is said that he must be a child of a certain nobleman in the imperial capital who was exiled to this small town because of family conflicts.The young man was silent, he knew it was not like this, he remembered that he grew up in a series of fights, he looked at the white and transparent hands under the sun, no one but himself would know that these beautiful hands had once killed many lives.But now, the power in his body has so many uses other than killing, he began to like soul power a little bit.

The young man is very quiet, always sitting silently watching the noisy crowd, occasionally the young man will laugh happily when the people working in the fields make a fuss because of a joke he told on a whim, as if people's joys, sorrows and sorrows belong to him of.Such a peaceful life has continued until now.

"Brother, brother." A crisp voice rang in the boy's ears, and the boy came back to his senses and looked at the little girl in front of him gently: "What's wrong?"

"Brother, my kite is hanging on the tree," the girl put her finger to her mouth and bit it lightly, looking at the big tree above his head in distress.

The young man raised his head, and a few leaves slowly curled and fell on his face. The sunlight leaking from the gaps in the leaves formed dazzling spots in his blue eyes: "Don't worry, I'll help you!" As he spoke, he raised a hand, and the air on the side twisted slightly, and the wind element came to his fingertips one by one, forming a sharp blade, cutting off the high branches, and the kite was lost The tree it was leaning on fell off, and he picked it up and handed it to the little girl who was looking at him eagerly: "Take it and play." The young man's blue eyes were full of smiles.

However, the warm sunshine, the innocent smile, the noisy field, and the feeling of happiness that overflowed from my almost full just now, are all just a momentary thing.

The little girl smiled and held one end of the butterfly kite, while she herself held the other end of the kite. Suddenly, a strange soul power surged, "Hiss—" The colorful kite was torn in half, and the boy realized it later. It was not just the two wings of the kite separated by that strange soul power, it also separated the world it killed from this quiet and peaceful world.

The little girl's eyes widened and her lips opened slightly. She slowly looked at the kite string in her hand. Only then did the boy come back to his senses and found that the broken kite string in the girl's hand had cut the neck of the girl's neck. Arteries, the bright red blood fell to the ground drop by drop along the fragile kite string, the boy let out a cry and hugged the limp little girl, he stretched out his hand to cover the girl's arteries that were constantly overflowing with blood, watching his own futility, I watched helplessly as the little girl's lively body gradually stiffened, and watched those carefree eyes become hollow and lifeless.

That kind of proficient ability to control the soul power, while manipulating the wind blade to cut off the kite, also changed the direction easily so that the kite string connected to the kite took away the life of the girl wind, and sensed the purity of the remaining soul power in the air. The strength is obviously above oneself.After he realized this, the danger had arrived.

The young man raised his head, and a person surrounded by dense wind elements appeared at the end of his vision. The young man could only vaguely make out the human figure, and wherever the figure passed, a bloody storm would be set off, wantonly plundering the town Every trace of peace in the world, the boy did not escape, he stood silently, listening to the howling wind drowned out the screams of countless unarmed people, he felt that his heart seemed to be shattering piece by piece, the boy didn't want to do this Watching those warm people die, he used all the soul power he could use, but in the face of that overwhelming soul power, his defenses were vulnerable.The wanton storm took the lives of all the townspeople present, except the boy.At the end of the storm, the young man fell on the ground riddled with holes, watching the killing figure gradually approaching with his face sideways, stepping on the bodies of the dead, the blood soaked the soles of his shoes, and stepping on the bloody path step by step. The voice almost snatched the young man's breath. The figure stood by the young man's hand and paused for a moment. The corner of his mouth raised a cruel smile at him, and mouthed to him: "We will see you again."

After the catastrophe, another silver-white boy came to this small town that was hastily visited by death. The silver-white boy told him that he was one of the silver priests of the Inde Empire, who slaughtered the people in this small town. , If you want revenge, follow him.

The boy believed in the silver priest, and in that glorious crystal hall, the silver priest planted [Golden Pupils] on the boy's forehead, and at the moment of accepting the peak of his soul power, the boy was bound with the eternal allegiance, never The shackles of betrayal. [Golden pupil] is a part of the silver priest's body. When it is given to it, it is also controlled by the silver priest and absorbed to become a part of their sinful soul. It cannot be defied, and they cannot hesitate to execute their secrets.But the boy didn't care, he killed the one-time prince of the Inde Empire and replaced this noble honor.

"From now on, you are the one-time prince of Fengyuan—Bois, everything about you is given by us, and your destiny will always be firmly in our hands."