The Phantom of Jazz

Chapter 40

【Aslan? Heart】

The luxurious crystal canopy was broken into criss-cross textures due to the intense vibration of the soul power, and the sky above the head that was woven by the soul power exuding soft light was no longer there, and the crystal fragments scattered from the top of the head, covered with silver dust With long black hair, he tried his best to suppress the rising blood in his chest, Yin Chen blinked his eyelashes full of debris, the entire corridor had been forced to extinguish all the light sources, and it was pitch black, he drove his soul power to ignite and leave his nearest light source.Half of the body of the one-time apostle who had just fought fiercely with him was buried in the crystal ruins, exposing a gray face that was exactly like his, but there was a strange smile on their ashen faces.Yinchen straightened up in the ruins, no longer looking at the smiles that made his heart tense, he scanned the almost half-collapsed corridor, and put away the golden spear that was lying aside and shining faintly. With half of his strength taken away, he used the [Golden Riding Spear Formation] that can only be supported by group soul power, and now the soul power of his body is in a vacuum.Yinchen sat down where he was, waiting for his soul power to recover. Under the faint crystal light, Yinchen's exhausted face was slightly bluish-white, fragile as if it was a thin piece of paper, and it seemed that just a gust of wind could wipe him away. He tore it apart.

In less than a quarter of an hour after sitting down, Yinchen opened his eyes, and he stood up abruptly, with an unbelievable expression on his face, his forehead pressed heavily against the wall beside him, enduring the With the severe pain that came from the imprint, the only light on the wall was instantly extinguished, and the cold and fear were like water flowing in the endless darkness.Yin Chen clearly heard footsteps getting closer and closer in the distance through his heavy breathing, but he didn't expect the new guard to feel it so soon, Yin Chen gritted his teeth, and suddenly put his hands on the wall to borrow his strength to move forward Fang started to run. What he was worried about was not the unknown patrollers behind him, but the pain of Jue Yin flowing past as if hot magma. I slowly enjoyed the tearing pain, piercing into the softest place in my heart piece by piece.Gilgamesh, Yin Chen silently recited the name in his heart, and rushed forward quickly.

【Aslan? Source of Prophecy】

Dong Yan hurriedly walked through the dark corridor, pushed open the door and walked into the center of the hall, walked up to the silver priest, and knelt down: "The silver priest has been ordered to intercept the silver dust on the way, but our ability is limited, so we sacrificed the three of heaven, earth and sea. An apostle, Yinchen is currently injured and his whereabouts are unknown."

"The whereabouts are unknown." The silver priest did not use the tone of surprise or doubt, but calmly stated Dong Yan's words: "You go down."

After Dong Yan retreated, the misty voice of the silver priest once again filled the entire hall: "We all know that he went to the Protoplasm Cave."

The priestess took over the words: "Although we sacrificed 3 defective containers this time, we successfully delayed Silver Dust and greatly weakened his strength before he entered the puree cave. Out."

"The plan we started four years ago, the thing buried in the Lord of Silver Dust, has finally come into play today. Although this thing can only give him the illusion that Gilgamesh is in danger, it has no real meaning. However, for today's situation, it has played a big role."

"Aios never imagined that the game he had worked so hard to set up just provided us with a powerful pawn."

"The prince shouldn't have any extra emotions. Gilgamesh has already lost at this point. He started to resist the moment we planted [Golden Pupils] in his body, and even spent all his energy to seal our gift. , He has tried his best to resist for so many years, and finally that seal has to be opened for the person he loves the most."

"As a pawn, never try to escape the master's control. Otherwise, the price will be heavy."

【Aslan? Protoplasm Cave】

The entrance to the Protoplasm Cave is just around the corner, and the pain from Jue Yin is becoming more and more obvious. Although there is still a door separated, I can still clearly feel the hot air coming out from the crack of the door, and the silver dust Subconsciously, he clenched the chess piece Qi La handed over to him and walked to the entrance.The heavy stone door opened slowly, Yin Chen tentatively took a small step, and looked in with a frown. The dust flying around covered his sight, and he could only vaguely see a half lying in front of him. Man, he consciously told himself, was definitely not Gilgamesh, but if not, well.Yin Chen's heart sank, and he urgently mobilized the remaining soul power in his body. At this time, the side wall suddenly started to vibrate, countless bricks and stones peeled off from the wall, and the ensuing huge cracking sound knocked Yin Chen away. His eardrums were about to burst.

"Silver dust, get out of the way." Gilgamesh quickly escaped from the broken wall, and rushed towards the location of Xiuchuan Jizo, but it was already too late, and Xiuchuan Jizo, who was still lying on the ground just now, was dying. In the blink of an eye, it moved to Yinchen's side like a ghost.

【Aslan Grant】

Qi La stood in a black robe under the blood-red sunset, and the light at dusk coated his outline with a layer of golden red. Standing in front of him were the residents of Grant who had been incited by them for a short time. , They stood in front of the resplendent temple in front of them one after another.Qila's silver pupils were intertwined with the faint blood red under the setting sun, and a slight smile flickered in his eyes, but the next moment the soft smile was mixed with sadness.After all, I have believed in the priests who have been regarded as gods for so many years. They have given themselves a halo of glory, but now I am standing against them with their things. It is really ironic to say that fate.Qi La's eyes fell on the silent crowd, there were many people among them.Maybe one moment he was devoutly worshiping in front of the statue of the silver priest, and the next moment he turned against the altar of this belief.

The southwest direction of the temple (don’t ask me why it is the southwest direction, I just wrote it by hand) suddenly exploded with light, and the golden waves were lifted into the air by the airflow brought by the explosion, as if the fuse had been ignited. The liquid golden object poured down from mid-air like a waterfall and surrounded the entire temple. The people standing there retreated one after another. Many people exclaimed that a "miracle" had appeared, but as long as they were soul masters, they could do it. It is easy to see that these golden liquids are nothing but the golden soul mist they have been longing for.Qi La stood where he was. He stared intently at the direction of the temple. The noise and chaos around him did not affect him at all. Such a large source of soul power was almost impossible to predict. This density was comparable to the golden lake deep in the corridor of the abyss.Could it be that Qi La's pupils suddenly constricted, it could only be it.Qi La's dignified expression relaxed a little when a sense came from Jue Yin. No matter what, his chess pieces had already arrived at their destination. It seemed that Yinchen and the others were safe and sound. They might know something after they came out of the temple just now. Qi La didn't stay for a moment, and disappeared in place.