0p0 Chapter 403: So Elegant
Chapter 403: So Elegant
The seven people's spirits were like bricks blocking Meng Xiyue's detection, all for this moment.
The cage under Meng Xiyue's fingers cracked layer by layer. Just when the outermost layer was about to break, the golden thread passed through her index finger and cut inward.
The circular cage has tiny gaps on both sides of the line to avoid collision while continuously reducing the overall volume.
The seven people's spirits have completely stuck together, shrinking into a pancake, with no space left inside.
The line went straight through, and anyone who had nowhere to hide would have been burned to oblivion.
But the next second, a mental fluctuation appeared above, and it was Meng Xiyue's figure.
For her, even if she didn't know the external situation, she could guess the other party's strategy and make preparations in advance, starting to lay the groundwork when cutting the first layer.
The seven people raised their hands in shock, and a small vortex quickly formed in front of them and chased after her.
They were on guard against Meng Xiyue using the same method again...
She used high-frequency vibrations of her mind to simulate her own afterimage. This was an extremely sophisticated and precise mental manipulation ability, making people who could not capture this frequency think that she was still there.
You know, they had already carefully controlled the distance to prevent her from coming out to avoid being burned.
But she was able to make her spirit emerge from the gap between them and the golden thread at an extremely fine level, so fine that no one noticed when she went out. They only discovered it when she regrouped and emitted a stronger wave.
At this time, as the small whirlpool passed by, it continued to draw in the surrounding rivers to grow stronger, and even reversed the direction of the river flow.
The river around Meng Xiyue suddenly tripped her like a rope, slowing her down, and the whirlpool behind her suddenly sucked her in.
She quickly calmed herself down and stayed in the center of the vortex.
The current tore at her spirit, pulling at her from every direction, trying to tear her apart.
At this time, the eight people behind went in the direction of Zuo Xiuyan, and the remaining eleven people caught up. Without stopping, they surrounded their spirits outside the vortex, forming a second layer of blockade.
Their spirits were originally light purple and had a close relationship with this space. Part of their spirits turned into sharp spikes more than ten meters long, which pierced through the vortex and directly stabbed towards Meng Xiyue without any impact.
"Why, do you always think I'm running away?"
Meng Xiyue smiled gently, raised her hand and grabbed a long spike, pulled it directly down, and the spike broke suddenly. She threw it to the left, and this half spun around behind her like a boomerang, breaking the other spikes one by one. After making a complete circle, it lost all its strength and fell in front of her.
The pain of mental rupture caused the enemy's face to twitch and he paused briefly.
Meng Xiyue swirled her hands in front of her, and a small amount of water emerged from the vortex and began to swirl around the inside of the vortex, causing the vortex to speed up suddenly.
It was still the same vortex, but it had been affected by Meng Xiyue's spirit and was no longer stable inside.
When the enemy's spikes shot out again to poke her, the vortex suddenly expanded and exploded outward, breaking the spikes and hitting the spirits wrapped around them.
As the guard was vibrating violently, Meng Xiyue took a step forward, inserted his right hand vertically into the guard, and pushed it to the right as if grabbing a door handle.
The cage, which was even thicker than before, was completely torn apart by her using just a few more fingers.
She was as graceful as if she was opening a door and walking out slowly.
Dodging the incoming golden thread sideways, Meng Xiyue suddenly accelerated and ran towards the person who was swaying closest to him. The other person had suffered mental trauma from the previous attack and was temporarily unable to move.
Just as the hand was about to touch it, the man recovered and quickly turned into mist.
The next moment, Meng Xiyue behind him disappeared, and he bumped into the Bu Tai spirit that suddenly appeared in front of him.
Unable to distinguish the illusion, he was dragged by Meng Xiyue and thrown towards the nearest golden wire.
She opened a gap large enough for the golden thread to pass through, then reduced the size of the cage, just as the people who had trapped her had done.
"Sizzle!" There was a crisp sound like frying meat.
The things inside could not be retreated, just like being burned by a stick of fire, and disappeared quickly.
As the golden thread moved away, Meng Xiyue also moved away.
Zuo Xiuyan felt eight waves coming towards him, and the next thing he knew, a pale purple figure like a floating flame had appeared in front of him.
"Snap!" A hand grabbed it directly from the side and blocked it half a meter away from Zuo Xiuyan.
Zuo Xiuyan looked to the side and saw Meng Xiyue.
The figure was shaken by an invisible force and flew far away, and the mist was blasted away and fled into the distance.
Meng Xiyue was still holding the arm in her hand. When she opened her hand, the arm fell into the river and floated away to sail away, saying goodbye to its owner.
The rivers will swallow up any spirit that is weaker and less than complete.
Meng Xiyue said nothing, turned into crystal fragments and flew backwards, fighting with the next figure.
No, it should be a joke.
They appear in front of or behind them like ghosts, picking up and throwing away anything they come across.
Even if there were many directions, she could always stand in front of Zuo Xiuyan as if she could predict it.
Zuo Xiuyan was still wary at first, wondering if any fish might slip through the net, but later he gradually calmed down.
Just as Captain Meng said, you won’t be hit by anyone.
At this time, the little sadness sent out rapid and high-frequency fluctuations, which was excitement.
The subject's message was found.
While Zuo Xiuyan's spirit in the core space was hiding, he quietly separated a part of it and merged into the little sadness in the pillar.
Through Little Sadness, she saw the core structure, just like coming to her own home, she knew exactly how to get there and what furnishings were there.
Suddenly she felt the tremor of a little sadness, the fear of seeing the Higher.
At the deepest part of this "room", there is a group of dark purple tree roots covered with mucus, with purple bumps in the middle that are bulging and emitting light.
The roots of the tree took root here and spread everywhere. The farther away they were, the less clear they became, like a transparent painting pasted on the wall.
This is the consciousness left by the subject in the fragments, which can also be called coordinates.
As long as the knot is broken or the entire root is destroyed, the subjective consciousness that feels a sense of crisis will desire to return to the subject.
"Little Sorrow, eat it."
At this time, Little Sadness, who was still outside carrying a super large package, took a few steps back.
Zuo Xiuyan could actually break it herself, but she always felt that if she followed her instinct to be afraid every time, she would most likely be affected by them one day and end her life.
This is not the complete body, so he took the opportunity to make his origin less afraid and submissive.
The origin is like a wild beast without much intelligence, and will run away when it smells the urine of any ferocious beast.
When they see a ferocious beast, they want to lie down and lower their head, or even offer their neck to the beast to be eaten.
"I know you're afraid of a giant who's stronger than you. You can't even resist it."
Zuo Xiuyan’s professional habit is to first identify with the other person’s emotions and thoughts from their perspective, even when persuading others.