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Volume 4 Falling into Hell Chapter 360 First Meeting the Maharaja (Part 2...

The holy spear Kungunir flows and tangles in Iloth's hand, changing its form like a liquid. It gradually changes according to Iloth's inner thoughts until it finally becomes final.

"This? What is this? Your new weapon?" Themis was confused. She couldn't recognize what the strange thing in Elos's hand was.

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She had never seen a weapon turn into liquid metal and constantly changing forms like life.

"Yes, this is my new weapon, the second form of Holy Spear Kungunir."

Eloise looked at the "second form" in his hand tenderly, it was exactly what he thought.

No, its shape is even better and more perfect than what he imagined in his mind.

This is a silver two-handed giant sword. The shape is exactly the same as the Broken Star destroyed by Beast King Dranosh. However, when the Broken Star was broken, the whole body was a faint blue, while this two-handed giant sword appeared like a holy spear.

Dazzling silver.

The peculiar shape is not obtrusive. On the contrary, it looks so elegant and perfect that people can't help but forget that this is a murder weapon.

"Two-handed sword?" Themis stared at the thing in Elos's hand with wide eyes: This two-handed sword is more like a spear than a sword, because it is too long and is longer than an ordinary two-handed sword.

It should be about 20 centimeters long.

As a two-handed weapon, such a length is definitely not easy to control. If you want to use this weapon proficiently, you must have corresponding martial arts.

At least in Paradise Mountain, Themis had never seen such a beautiful and special two-handed sword, because the angels all used standard weapons.

Even for a super powerful Seraphim like Themis, the weapons they can choose are only more powerful, more sophisticated in workmanship, and not much different in appearance from ordinary angels.

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"It's called Kungunir." Elos said: "Don't underestimate it, it is a powerful weapon."

"Let me show you a talent. Didn't you know that weapons can also be played as musical instruments? This is one of my specialties. You are one of the few enemies who can listen to my playing!" Illos said in a nonchalant voice.

, seemed not to take Themis seriously.

Themis could no longer fly at this moment, and Elos began to play with confidence, and no one could interrupt the performance.

As Iloth placed the hilt of the sword on his neck, his slender hands rested on the bright sword blade, as if he were playing a violin.

As his hands continued to tap the blade lightly, a crisp and rhythmic rhythm sounded, spreading throughout the Bloody Fortress like a symphony.

When the sound sounded, Themis felt that the whole world stopped at that moment.

There is no heaven, no enemies, no hell and castles of terror and evil.

Everything has become an illusion. The only reality in the whole world is the person who is playing, and there is only the sound of music in his ears.

What a wonderful music that is.

The pure tone has an ethereal quality, like clear spring water under a moonlit night, full of magnetism, and Seraphim seems to feel a scent of pine coming towards him.

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In an instant, Themis was fascinated by this beautiful music that she had never heard before. She was possessed.

The sound of music itself carries a magic power. The magic power possessed by music is so great that in many cases it even surpasses magic, race and language, and world and plane.

Not only in the magical world, but also on the main plane, the magic power of music cannot be underestimated.

This is a kind of magic that controls people's hearts. People will be intoxicated when they hear beautiful music, sad when they hear sad music, inspiring when they hear uplifting music, and when they hear harsh noises, they will

Feeling irritable and having difficulty concentrating.

This is the magic power of the music itself. When this power came into the hands of Ilosu, he relied on the great music composed by countless musicians on the main plane, plus the power that Ilosu possessed at the moment.

With the ability to empathize with spiritual power, Elos can maximize the power of music.

It is a force that captivates people's hearts.

Powerful power spreads out with the sound of music, and it affects and controls everyone unconsciously.

At this moment, there was no laughter, no one singing, and no one dancing in the castle. Everyone was quiet, holding their breath, listening to Eloise's performance.

What Elos played was a sad piece of music. The sound of the piano had both a sad mood and a sweet charm, like a lover confiding in the night.

This is a solo piece composed by a great violinist from the main plane, a melancholy serenade.

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Elos was playing a serenade composed hundreds of years ago by the violin god of the Albrex Empire. The music was as sweet as a long sigh and full of pathos, and the sound of the violin was full of depressive colors.

Everyone, whether they were the tea-drinking trio or the hostile Seraphim, couldn't help but dance to Elos's playing.

Eloise's fingers tapped the sword blade lightly, striking a powerful magical note, as if he was tapping not the sword blade, but everyone's heartstrings.

Eloise slowly fell from the sky. After the song ended, everyone stood blankly, and they all let out a long sigh at the same time.

They were in a bad mood, especially the tea drinking trio. They were drinking afternoon tea happily under the sun, but suddenly someone played such a melancholic tune.

The Lich was very disgusted with Elos at the moment because he made himself feel bad.

wait wait wait.

Kel'Thuzad suddenly discovered that the person playing this high-level music seemed to be Eloth.

And Elos seems to be his own master, something seems not quite right.

What exactly is wrong?

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Hmm, interesting question.

"Mr. Lich." Liadrin, the black-robed mage sitting opposite the Lich, asked cautiously, "Do you also feel that something is not right?"

"Yes, yes!" Dark Elf Theresa said: "After hearing that music, I felt panicked and very depressed. There is indeed something wrong. Logically speaking, such good sunshine should be so beautiful.

Afternoon..."

Suddenly, two people understood what was wrong!

"Sunlight!"

"What's wrong with the sunshine?" Liadrin said with a confused look on her face: "The bright sunshine is very warm and comfortable, isn't it?"

"It's so comfortable!"

The dark elf Theresa and the lich Kel'Thuzad overturned the tables and chairs at the same time and dodged into the shadows to avoid the plague. Their faces were full of horror and disbelief.

This kind of panic is not for the outside world, but for their own surprise and fear. It is like an honest and kind farmer who kills people out of anger, but after he regains his sense and calms down, they can't help but doubt themselves.

The same thoughts echoed in the minds of these people. Whether he was a kind and honest farmer or a cunning evil creature, they were all thinking: "Was that me just now? How could I do such a thing? It's simply unbelievable."

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Dark elves hate light. They live in the underground world below the surface world of the main plane. People call it the "Underdark or the Underworld."

It was a strange and dangerous world full of huge caves and tunnels. Underground flames, luminescent plants and emitting ores were the only sources of light in that world, so almost all dark elves hated sunlight.

This is true even for the famous double-sword ranger in the surface world. The dark elf Drizzt Do'Urden, the protagonist of the famous novel "The Dark Elf Trilogy" spread in the dark world, was struck by the sun when he first entered the surface world.

I was so scared that I didn't dare to leave the cave for weeks.

This is even more true for lichs. As undead creatures, they don't just hate looking at them.

The word "hate" can no longer describe the undead creatures' aversion to light. They hate the sun and are also afraid of it. The sunlight can directly kill some weak undead creatures.

And even a powerful undead like Kel'Thuzad, even if he is a lich, will feel extremely uncomfortable in the sun, and a longer exposure will cause him injuries. This is not the same as sunbathing on the beach with beautiful women.

Sunburn is completely different.

But they who hate the sun are actually basking in the sun leisurely under the golden light, chatting about irrelevant topics, sighing with contentment while sipping the green tea in their hands, and talking to Iloth who is covered in blood.

sarcastic words.


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