Heroic Death System

Shanko had no intention of playing the piano, but he caught a glimpse that Yu Yi was in a mood to play his harp and was about to come and see it. He lit up his instrument skills in the system and was able to choose different instruments for learning each time. The instruments in the system are numerous and varied. Theoretically, as long as he's energetic, he can learn almost every instrument all the time.

At present, he has chosen a piano, flute and violin (chosen after the end of the second world) and has not come into contact with any different instruments. The harp of the world is different from the harp he remembers, as a silver moon, with three delicate crystals of law set on it, shining like a shining star, and seven golden strings wrapped around it.

The precious Crystal of Law is embedded in the instrument, and probably only a wanderer of aristocratic origin can do it.

An attempt was made to play a few tones, the boundaries formed by the law crystal stone, which shook up immediately, as if it had amplified the sound and transmitted it far away.

He became somewhat interested, quickly assembling a string of notes in his brain, referring to random movements and starting to improvise.

A crisp and delightful song poured out like running water, gradually becoming a galaxy, slowly flowing through the night sky.

It was not discovered that with his playing, the magic contaminated by the people was introduced into his body a little bit, which is why people suddenly felt relaxed.

As they walked out of the tent, they watched quietly the young man who was concentrating on playing, listening attentively, the irritability gradually dissolved, and finally there was only tranquillity.

Around Sankoh, a great deal of magic gathered in the air into a giant swirl, and music was interwoven with powerful power of faith. The location of Sankoh has become the darkest and brightest place.

Only light can condense darkness.

Only darkness can make the light shine.

“Jenko!” Tito first spotted an anomaly.

You can only see his eyes half-integrated, his face pale, his lips red like blood, a hint of magic like a ribbon, slowly wrapped around his fingertips, the musical note of the power of faith, and like a star, shining a little in the dark.

The magic gradually spread to Sang Co's eyes, as if a flame of ink, burning and flickering, a black tear slipped from his corner of eyes, leaving a deep tear mark on his jade white face, then turned into a black mist disappeared into the sky.

He introduces darkness into Himself and leaves light to others.

“Jenko, stop!” Cashier also shouted out loud.

Sankoh's body is almost covered in demon air.

Everyone discovered the anomaly, and was surprised that the demon qi was still pouring around them, all subconsciously stepping back.

“Magic invasion!” Someone whispered with disgust and fear in their eyes.

“Grab him and see if we can save him!” Yet another shout.

A few of them could quickly pass by and Tilt and Cashew were both blocked in front of Shanko.

“Nobody move him!” Till it's cold.

“His Highness Ti Fall, he has been invaded by demonic Qi. If he is not treated in a timely manner, he will surely become a demon! ”

Cassius was angry: "Even if you were all demons, he wouldn't! ”

These bastards, not knowing they were the ones who were invaded by the magic, are now going to hurt the people who saved them.

“Cassius, we know he's your friend, but since he's been invaded by magic, we can't leave him alone.” Someone else said, "Please step aside, he may still be saved. ”

“Yes, you cannot ignore the safety of others for the sake of your friends.” A lot of people are in peace.

“Ignoring the safety of others? Didn't you notice you were just invaded by magic?” Cashier's anger is unstoppable, "if it wasn't for Jean-Claude, you'd be the ones who need help now! ”

“What do you mean?” Everyone looked confused.

“Jenko just introduced your demons into himself with music. ”

“Ha, are you kidding me?” Most people say they don't believe it, "who absorbs magic for others, isn't that looking for death? ”

“Cassius, why did you invent such a ridiculous lie to help him escape? Looking at the concentration of magic on his body, it was obvious that he had such consequences because of his weak will or unstable beliefs. ”

“Too weak? Faith is not firm?” Cassius was laughed at, "do you think a man of weak will and infidelity could play a song with the power of faith? ”

At this moment, everyone's ears are still haunted by the harp's songs. It is exuberant and pure. Indeed, as Cashew said, it contains a great power of faith.

What's the matter with this…?

Ti Fall ignored everyone's noise and squatted beside Shang Co. “Shang Co, enough, stop. ”

He put his hands on Sankoh's back and immediately felt a thorough chill entering his body from his fingertips, numbing his entire arm.

Ti Fan only knows how much magic has been absorbed, just a touch to form a real attack.

He could hardly imagine how he could bear such a strong demon temper, and what was the origin of his faith?

“Daddy.” At this moment, a naive voice interrupted Tita's thoughts.

Ti Fall glanced up and saw his hands stretching toward Shanko.

“Wait a minute." Tippo's voice went down, and Poppo's hand had grabbed Shanko's sleeve. Then the little hand touched the place, the magic suddenly dissipated and quickly retreated out, but many times the magic on the body disappeared and the sound of the harp stopped.

Till he looked at the pop with surprise, knowing that the little girl had a very pure power of faith, but did not expect this power to resist the magic of Sankoh. He looked at Shanko again, and these two fathers and daughters were incredible.

As the song stopped, the light of the power of faith gradually faded away, the magic began to dissipate, and the people who were still arguing suddenly felt cold, the silk magic gas passed through, that as if falling from a sea of sunshine into a cold glacier.

Such a huge lag almost caused people to spit old blood.

By then, they had no initial disgust, more shock and disbelief.

This man, was he really helping them absorb demons?

“Jean-Claude, how are you?” Titus held Sankoh and stared at him with attention.

“Nothing.” Jean revealed a slightly tired smile at Ti Fang, then looked at Pu Pu, touched her head, warm voice, “Thanks Pu Pu. ”

Puppet had no idea what he was thanking, but was praised, and she was very happy to be in his arms, hugging, sticking.

In fact, Jean-Claude had no intention of absorbing magic. Just as soon as the music sounded, he felt a lot of magic pouring towards him and quickly blending into his body. The only thing that can deconstruct a demonic invasion is the sound of the harp. So he had to keep playing, and once he stopped, he was likely to be completely swallowed up by the magic.

Luckily, the pop helped him cut off his demon in time and earned him breathing air, which was the only way to escape.

Turns out his Absorbent Physique can be turned into a Mass Hair Skill with the aid of a device! I must say, this world of pit daddy is everywhere dangerous, playing a piano almost killed myself, that's enough!

Jean-Claude looked at the harp on his hand and decided not to touch any more instruments until he had left the world.

He handed the harp back to Yoo-Yi next to him, who was staring at him with an astonishing and venerable eye: "Shanko, no, Ausari, make sure you take my knee. ”

Yes: “…”

You can look around and discover that everyone's eyes are similar to those of Yiu Yi.

Just as the crowd was about to come around and ask him exactly, he turned to Ti Fall and said, "Ti Fall, lend me your shoulder. ”

When the voice dropped, he fainted in Ti's arms.

Ti Fall gently embraced the weak Shanko, his eyes were gentle and heartbroken.

“How is he?” Cashier hurried up and asked with concern.

“It is expected to be weak for a long period of time.” Deep down in colour.

Cashier's nose was sour and he scolded: "Idiot! ”

“I'll take him to rest and leave the rest to you.” Ti Fall will lift Shanko up with Pupo and head straight for the tent.

Cassius looked at his back and his eyes were complicated.

After the musical baptism of Sankoh, people are still a little uncomfortable, but they don't have the previous suffocating repression.

And they are waking up at this point, and absorbing magic will put a lot of strain on them. The patience and courage of so many people alone is admirable when the average person feels terribly distressed by just a few enchantments.

They had been honest in accusing him of weak will and weak beliefs, and at this point in time it was they who were truly vulnerable. They fear magic and do their best to hide their weaknesses. Instead, they saw a new way of fighting - using their bodies as battlefields, using their will as a weapon, and fighting the demons without a trace.

They knew only to be vigilant and never thought to confront each other.

But how many more people in this world, by their own will, can overcome the demons in their hearts? I'm afraid only someone with a frank heart and a firm faith can do that.

The crowd looked at the tent where it was situated without agreement. It was overwhelmed by emotions and difficult to sustain itself...

As a result of this incident, protection has become almost a priority. The swamp abyss of the people is also made much easier by his presence, at least not to worry about being madly invaded by magic.

But as they got closer and closer to the heart of the abyss, the magic grew stronger and stronger, and people saw a lot of bodies along the way, and soon they unfortunately lost their way.

After four or five days of wandering deep in the swamp, they finally met another team.

It's just that this team is in a bad situation. Thirty people, depressed, with wounds on their bodies, almost killed them when they saw Shanko waiting for them.

Compared to this team, Tito's mental state is completely different. Though a little tired, there is not much fear and tension.

At first glance, most of this team has been encroached upon by magic, and several of them have become junior apostles.

As he watched the crowd, he suddenly heard a man shouting in horror: "It is the Apostle of the King! There are royal apostles among them! ”

You can follow your reputation and find that the other finger is in the right direction.

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