guest.121 took a few seconds to mobilize the language analysis system based on his thoughts, and finally successfully broke the opponent's incredible statement.

What the other party said was: My abilities are the abilities that you can only release after you release (afterwards).

After understanding this sentence, the hidden information behind it is about to come out-

"Assistance or Defense System?" Although I have guessed eight or nine, guest.121 still uses a symbolic inquiry tone.

Cong Yue didn't answer. His eyebrows suddenly frowned on his face, which was originally chatting easily, and his expression was solemn and focused for a moment.

guest.121's eyes moved slightly, like a calm lake, and a small stone was thrown into it.

He knew that this timid transgressor who had entered the coffin and pretended to be dead at the beginning was using a stationery tree.

Obviously, this is a sneak attack in a conversation, and it can also be regarded as the opponent's preemptive move.

guest.121 is not angry about this, and even a little surprised.

If you refuse to use your ability first, you still hear the words, so the other party will launch a sneak attack first, slapping yourself in the face with confidence.

Being able to bend, stretch, admit defeat, and cheat, betray, and cheat. This kind of clever cunning is more cute than those opponents who insist on proclaiming openness but are actually making small moves behind them.

Just as I thought of this, the level-breaker on the opposite side had already rushed over. His speed and strength were so fast that guest.121 remembered the strange beast he had hunted on an asteroid.

The difference is that strange beasts use sharp teeth and fangs, but they don’t have one on the other side, so they have to use cold weapons, such as daggers that they find from somewhere.

Although the other party used all his strength, it was still not fast enough in the eyes of guest.121. He could use his eyes to clearly disassemble every move of the other party, and then avoid calmly...

guest.121's action to dodge to one side failed before it even started.

——His body was out of control, and every joint was as stiff as if it was fixed there.

guest.121 didn't expect the other party to have such ability.

In a slight surprise, the opponent who was bullying him had already knocked him down. While pressing him with his own weight, the sharp dagger also pressed against his neck.

"Abstaining from defeat." Yuepang looked down at the face that was close to him, and spit out a short but firm command. He used a slight force on his wrist to make the cold blade and fragile neck tighter.

guest.121 looked at him lightly, and the slack between his eyebrows was not as good as the threatened party: "Installation should be considered a special attack, and should not be classified as auxiliary or defense."

Yuepang Pang didn’t have the time to listen to him: “Don’t talk nonsense, admit defeat quickly, or I will win if I kill you.”

If you are anxious, you will talk too much. Once you are talking too much, you will inevitably reveal your nature. The domineering aura that has just been disguised for less than ten seconds has disappeared.

guest.121 smiled. I wonder if it was due to his temperament, but he even smiled with a little cold indifference: "From the moment I could speak, 'fixed' had already failed. You know very well that your stationery tree can only last for a short time, why do you still feel that you can force me to admit defeat?"

The more puffed, the more puffed, “Just because I put the knife on your neck now!”

guest.121: "If you dare to kill me, you will have a throat slit just now, instead of chatting with me endlessly like now."

The fatter and fatter: "…"

Talk about you, he doesn't want his hands to get too much blood, so he leaves a way for this guy to admit defeat. Do you really think that he is fatter and fatter than he is?!

The wrist pressed down hard, and the blade instantly fell into the soft skin of the guest.121 neck.

But, no blood was seen.

Yue Pangpang was stunned. He had deliberately polished the knife before entering the level. After grinding, he gently scraped his fingertips and rubbed a hole in his fingertips.

After a moment of excitement, his arm was suddenly caught by guest.121.

The next moment, the fat pants had no idea what was going on. He felt that his body was suddenly thrown up by a huge force, and then a 180° reversal came in the air, just like falling over the shoulders. Finally, he lay flat on the floor and hit the floor with a "bang" sound, his back to the sky, and it turned wood.

After a while, Kongbai's brain began to re-operate, and the pain in his body also came back.

In a trance, he seemed to hear guest.121 talking, but because the three souls and seven spirits have not yet returned to their positions, the sound sounds a bit far away-

"I don't like to do things, it's too rude... but I don't like being threatened even more... Also, next time I talk, don't be so close to me..."

Yuepang blinked hard at the ceiling several times, and the whole world finally began to regain color, including sound.

He endured the pain and struggled to get up from the ground. He found that guest.121 had already distanced him and stood ten meters away.

This fall also awakened Yuepang's fall. He finally realized how stupid he was just now.

Guests and gatekeepers are the same type of people. The basic physical qualities, both speed and defense, are far superior to those of them. When the [pause button] is still in effect, he will have the only chance to block the throat with one knife. Guest.121 can be nonsense with him later, so naturally he has secretly gathered his mental power and improved his physical defense. How could an ordinary dagger hurt him?

"You look very upset?" guest.121 tilted his head slightly, "Did you use the knife the moment you regret not rushing up?"

Cong Yue was stunned: "Your ability is [mind reading technique]?"

guest.121 sneered: "I'm afraid there is no need for a person who writes everything on his face."

Cong Yue: "..."

Obviously, the other party was not as arrogant and arrogant as the guests he had met in the previous level. He almost stabbed him, and he still maintained a good demeanor and calmness, but why did he think this guy deserves a beating than every guest he had seen before?

"Even if you pounce on it, the result will still be the same as it is now." guest.121 suddenly said again, "Because from the moment you concentrate your mental energy and prepare to start the stationery tree, I have improved my physical defense." Nodded slightly, "I hope my explanation can give you some comfort."

Cong Yue gritted his teeth: "...I thank you."

"You're welcome," said guest.121. "Also, if you do not choose inefficient attacks with cold weapons while fixing me, but use stationery ability to conduct high-destructive attacks, maybe you can really end the battle in one round."

Cong Yue: "Don't think you are the only one who is smart!"

guest.121: "It seems you have thought about it too, so why not?"

Cong Yue: "..."

guest.121: "Is there no stationery tree or disposable stationery that can be attacked synchronously, or can you not control two stationery at the same time?"

All the words were told by 121, and Cong Yue's fragile self-esteem had been sieve.

He can control two stationery trees at the same time, such as [Take Slow][Pause button], or control two disposable stationery at the same time, but the stationery tree and disposable stationery tree are mixed and controlled at the same time, and no matter how he practices, he can't come!

But at this time, it is not that you cannot control two at the same time, but that you cannot control such things across categories, which is completely a shame.

In the final analysis, it cannot cause effective attacks on the other party. As for the reasons, is there any difference?

The more pangpin looked at guest.121 silently, and his back was sweating.

Some were thrown to the ground and sweated from the pain. Some were also more and more aware of the heavy pressure brought by the opponent's strength.

In contrast, the opposite guest.121 is almost no different from when he first entered the battlefield. In addition to being knocked down and a little dust was stained with, there was also a little disappointment in his indifferent eyes.

"Is this your full ability?" he asked Cong Yue.

Cong Yue understood that the other party was still digging for the so-called "fun", but he didn't want to cooperate: "I'm not here to perform for you, don't take yourself too seriously!"

guest.121 looked at him quietly for a moment: "It's really nothing? This is your last chance to survive. Think about it before answering."

"No, I'm just so boring!" The fat fat stammered his neck, "If you want to fight or kill, come quickly."

guest.121 was finally completely disappointed.

When a game cannot bring any more fun, it is time to finish the game.

Yuepang thought that 121 would be able to activate his ability and attacked directly, but unexpectedly, the other party still narrowed his eyes and stayed quietly in place.

The other party was like this, the more puffed he felt less confident. He quietly used his thoughts to establish a connection with the stationery cladding. He just waited for the wrong situation and immediately protected his body with an armor.

Without warning, clear high notes sounded in the church.

The scale is extremely high, a bit like the one that the soprano sings in the flower-drama, but there is no complex technique or melody of the flower-drama, it is just a scale that continues. However, when you listen carefully, the sound is light and pleasant, as if a high-pitched singer was walking in the moonlight forest, with an ethereal tenderness.

But there are no female singers in this church, only themselves, and guest.121.

Cong Yue looked at the man gently, looked at him at the colorful dome of the church, and sang these distant and clear notes.

guest.121 The voice at this time has transcended the gender and the world, and is more like a guide, leading all those who hear this voice into a holy and eternal kingdom.

I don’t know how long it took, but the fatter I was, the more I was so dazed that my soul almost drifted away, and I didn’t care about feeling the time.

The sound of guest.121 finally stopped.

The fatter he blinked, and was a little confused.

Is this the other party's attack? Use sound? But he has seen the sound stationery tree, and his own Nange, which makes people dizzy, disgusting, and buzzing with their heads, wishes to hit the big wall.

But these hard-core temperaments are not in the voice of guest.121. He even felt that the passage just now was so good that it was almost purified by his soul.

As he was thinking about it, the fattest and fat suddenly felt something flowing out of his ears, and itchy.

He subconsciously raised his hand and touched it, and it was wet.

The more fat pants breathed, and he woke up instantly. He took his hand to see him. The fingers that had just been rubbed through his ears were covered with blood.

He trembled with horror and rushed over Cong Yue's back.

With such a moving voice, he only felt spiritually happy and physically cleansed, without any other distractions, let alone pain.

This is the most terrifying attack Cong Yue has experienced.

If Nange's scream is Mandela, the sound of guest.121 is Siren. No matter how terrible Mandela is, you will know that you are prepared for it at least as soon as you meet. But Siren will dress up as a beautiful woman, and even put on a gentle and dreamy veil, allowing you to be dragged into the deep sea by her ignorantly.

The author has something to say: Nange: It's all sound attacks, why am I Mandela screaming, and he is the North Sea Banshee!

Cong Yue: Please find the reason from yourself.

Nange: [Mandela's Scream]

Cong Yue, Zui.

Chapter 246 Group 3┃The low and gentle chants will turn into a ferry in Forgetful River, sending you to a hell full of flowers on the other side.
To be continued...