0335 Chapter Seven: The Wisdom of Mortals (Section 41)
Ai Luogensi was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and then smiled:
"It's just my interest to fight with you. Do you really think that this is a one-on-one fair showdown?"
This time it was Glockenspiel's turn to be stunned. Then, she heard a quiet and appreciative chant not far away.
“The poor and unruly women are absurd.
A charming girl, so clever and imitating.
The dance is graceful and the sword is clanging.
Since you are a lady, why should you take responsibility?
Xianniang, Xianniang,
I have to give up my extraordinary skills for a moment, how can I hesitate?"
Although hostile, when faced with such an exquisite beauty as the blood anklet, Zhen Cheng subconsciously thought of the implicit, euphemistic, quiet and lyrical rhythm of the Book of Songs.
She insists on training her own speaking power every day, so that the rhythm of poetry comes naturally and naturally comes to her mind subconsciously.
The linguistic structure of double-voiced rhyme builds a four-by-four array of arcane runes in front of the door of truth in Zhen Cheng's mind, and then forms a compact and regularly arranged magic circuit, minimizing the redundant loss of word spirit magic.
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When inspiration struck, she even gave up the "joking" method taught by Qu Yun and allowed the words to be combined according to the flow. However, she formed a far more powerful and smooth spiritual magic than following the rules intentionally.
What Zhen Cheng embarked on was indeed the most casual and unbelievable extraordinary path among the rigorous arcane sciences.
To achieve the same effect, almost all arcane mages need to do is repeatedly analyze and study the rules, simplify as much as possible the magic circuit formation rules that best suit the intention of casting spells, and finally improve efficiency through repeated practice.
But Zhen Cheng's power is to describe different environments and objects using the most appropriate and coherent language. What is needed every time is a new creation.
Once a spiritual poem is used, even if it is used again on the same target in the same environment, the effect will be greatly reduced. This is a rule she has discovered recently.
To achieve the same or even better magic effectiveness, the correct way is to construct new poems and new arcane circuits based on the state of mind at the time. What she needs is not discipline and proficiency, but creativity and inspiration.
The preface poet can only achieve the greatest power recognized by the seat in the dark only by doing as he pleases, abandoning all rules and orders, creating without restraint, and letting his inspiration and talent do whatever he wants.
boom!
A gunshot was fired, and three things happened at the same time.
Zhen Cheng endured the backlash of the law that invalidated the abilities of powerful people of the same level, and coughed up a mouthful of blood. For any extraordinary person of any level, to do such an unnatural thing without relying on the laws of nature, they must pay a heavy price.
But as long as he doesn't faint or die suddenly on the spot, it won't be a big problem for Zhen Cheng.
She had experienced Qu Yun's heaven-defying healing magic. As long as she could return to Blood Candle Castle alive afterwards, the so-called physical burden and hidden injuries were nothing.
Of course it was Logans who fired the shot.
She has never practiced combat coordination with Zhen Cheng. After all, the two are not blood relatives. To be honest, it only took half a month from meeting to falling in love. But every time they work together, they are as perfect as a match made in heaven.
The last thing that happened was the carillon that was shot.
She was disturbed for a moment by Zhen Cheng's chanting, and Sister A's fire cannon had a too wide range; this made her dodge slow by half a beat, and her left leg was hit by the scattered projectiles and broke completely.
The fighter plane created by Zhen Cheng disappeared in an instant. Zhongqin, whose leg was injured, went on the defensive and waited for the severed limb to turn into plasma and fuse to recover. Then, she was stunned again.
Her blood magic... actually failed without any warning!
boom!
Guai Logans did not miss this opportunity and pulled the trigger on the carillon again.
The bloody anklet that lost his left leg could no longer maintain his balance with the difficult war dance. All he could do was to block the trajectory of the rapier and let his body fall to one side.
The result of this choice was that she kept most of her body intact, but lost the right hand that held the sword.
This time, her arm also failed to turn into plasma and fuse back.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Ai Luogensi didn't know how to show mercy at all. As she approached the car step by step, she fired repeatedly at Glockenspiel's broken body.
Glockenspiel, who lost her war dance dodge and rapier block, was beaten to pieces in the blink of an eye.
However, two seconds later, the tattered body regrouped and took shape, transforming from blood into the appearance of a naked girl. Only the left leg and right hand that were broken at the beginning could not be recovered.
Zhen Cheng knew that the cost of forcing a strong person of the same level to lose his ability was high, and he did not dare to risk his own serious injury or ability failure to challenge the limit.
"It takes only a moment to abandon a strange skill." This small intervention was all the opportunities she left to Sister A; and Ai Luogensi grasped every opportunity in her hands, completely establishing victory.
Looking at the pitiful carolina who was cowering on the ground, gritting her teeth and enduring the severe pain and unable to speak a word, Ms. Gesha's confidant collapsed on the ground and murmured in disbelief:
"You... actually, defeated a bloody anklet?"
"What should we do now? Keep bombarding her until she dies?" After confirming that the enemy was unable to fight back, Ai Luogensi stopped and looked at Zhen Cheng.
She didn't mean to be merciful, but it was rare to catch him alive, so he might be put to better use. But when she turned around and saw Zhen Cheng's collar stained with blood, her voice immediately became trembling: "Are you... okay?
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Zhen Cheng smiled and waved her hands to indicate that she was fine, but another voice answered Sister A:
"All blood anklets have a one-to-one slave contract with them. If they die, the person above them will notice it immediately."
A slender and petite little girl with pale skin, red eyes and blond hair walked in from the alley wearing a gorgeous gothic dress. While talking, she pointed at the palace on the top of the mountain and walked step by step towards Ai Luogensi.
Her eyes were quite complex, with a playful, appreciative, gloating, and joyful expression, making it impossible for Zhen Cheng to deduce her intentions.
"Who are you?" When the little girl walked up to Ai Luogensi, she was pressed against her forehead by the hot muzzle of the gun, unable to move forward.
The blonde loli puffed up her cheeks in dissatisfaction and took a half step back: "Like you, I have a reason not to reveal my identity.
You can think of me as, well...an enthusiastic passer-by who is dissatisfied with the way the aristocracy in Uptown rules."
"She's right," Zhen Cheng narrowed his eyes, touched Xiao Hei's cat head on his shoulder with one hand, and looked at the little loli who couldn't figure out the details carefully: "Senior, free information has just been sent from there.
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"Then what should we do? If we leave it alone, she will definitely go back and report it, and leave it to Gesha and the others to take care of it. Not to mention whether they can keep an eye on it, it's up to them whether they dare to accept it or not.
Is it possible that we keep this with us all the time?" Looking at the frightened Deputy Gesha, Ai Luogensi frowned.
"Yes, things will become quite troublesome in this case. I encountered a bloody anklet out of thin air. I am really unlucky today," Zhen Cheng said, sighing deeply:
"I asked my senior sister to ask the teacher for advice. She said that if necessary, we would be allowed to launch the summoning ceremony. But there are two conditions:
Firstly, there must be no witnesses, and secondly, this is an opportunity to ask the senior sister for help."
"It's really bad. Is there any other way?" Ai Luogensi grabbed her fiery red hair unhappily.
"No more, I'm afraid this is the only way we can do it." Zhen Cheng was also quite helpless.