The Phantom of Jazz

Chapter 28

【Aslan? Fog Hidden Green Island】

"Young Lord, Lord Youming has brought the latest news that Xiuchuan Jizang has arrived in Fuze Town."

Gilgamesh, who was leisurely playing chess with Aios, continued to put up his sunspots as if nothing had happened, and said to Galanz, "Well, I see, you can go down."

Aios, who was also holding white pieces on the opposite side, put the white pieces in his hand on the densely packed chessboard: "You seem to be out of play in this game."

"But there is more than one interesting chess game." Gilgamesh raised his head and threw the chess pieces aside, looking at Aios with a smile.

Aios stretched lazily: "It's finally over."

"Who would win the battle between the Lord of Fengyuan and the Lord of Water?"

"Hehe." Aios covered his mouth and smiled, charming all beings: "Just like the next chess game, they will continue to talk about this game. The difference is that Boyce is the one holding the white pieces. You How about the outcome?"

"Silver priests always have some flaws in creating monsters, and Xiuchuan Jizo has a fatal flaw." Gilgamesh put the lifeless pieces on the chessboard into the chess box one after another.

"Without a soul, without a strategy, even if you use up all your soul power, you are just a waste." Aios threw the chipped piece on the table that was still on the side from the beginning to the end, and said: "Shadow one, Change a chess piece."

【Aslan? Fuze Town】

Even though it was the twelfth lunar month of winter, Qi Ling was still sweating rapidly in the hands of Jizo Xiuchuan who was walking towards him.This prince, who ranks above all the princes, just walked towards him with a blank face and could not feel any emotional fluctuations. Qi Ling started to step back aimlessly, preparing to escape, but he ignored his internal organs. Empty soul power.

"What do you want? I didn't mess with you." Only Qi Ling could spit out such unnutritious words at such a terrifying moment.

Xiuchuan Jizo's pupils were like a thick fog, unable to find any focal length, Qi Ling didn't even know where he was looking, only knew that such empty pupils brought him deep fear.

"Take you back to where you need to go." The voice was exactly the same as Yinchen, but it didn't bring any warmth to Qi Ling. He knew his identity, he was not a fool, and the identity of Lord Zero plus Gilgamesh revealed it. Of course he knew what going back meant.

"I don't." Qi Ling retreated instinctively.

"I can't help you." When those slender hands were about to wrap around Qi Ling's neck, Xiu Chuan Jizo hurriedly dodged to the side, dodging the wind blade that suddenly struck in mid-air.

Qi Ling looked back in surprise, it was Boyce, did he come after him?

"Qi Ling is my apostle, a member of our Fengyuan, how could I let you take it away casually." Boyce stood facing the wind, his handsome and aggressive face looked even more imposing against the snowy light.

Boyce hooked his fingers, and Qi Ling, who was still in a daze, was pulled behind him. Qi Ling came back to his senses, and after realizing that the soul power in his body had recovered, he took Cang Xue back into the Jue Yin .

After all, he was once a prince. Xiuchuan Jizo's talent seemed to have no effect on him. Looking at the handsome and handsome Qi Ling in front of him and comparing him to himself, Qi Ling could only roll his eyes and act as if he was still young. excuse.

"Wind source once Wang Jue Bois?" Xiuchuan Jizang sorted out the information instilled in his mind by the silver priest.

"Well, I know you are Jizo Xiuchuan, the first prince of the source of water."

"Why did you appear in the water source?"

Bois looked at the depressed Qi Ling beside him: "Because my apostle is here?"

Xiuchuan Jizo was a little confused, as far as he knew, wasn't Qi Ling the seventh-degree prince of the water source?

"You came at the right time, anyway, the group of people in Wuyin Green Island are trying so hard to get me to have a decisive battle with you." Boyce smiled mockingly.

The information instilled by the silver priests emerged in Xiuchuan Jizo's mind. They once told themselves that their talent [suffocation] was useless against Bois, but he didn't understand why, no soul masters were losing their soul power There is still a chance of winning under such circumstances, and he has always been confident in his talent.

Sensing Xiu Chuan Jizo's faint burst of soul power, Boyce smiled disdainfully: "I advise you not to waste your efforts." Boyce's silver pupils flashed a murderous look.

According to previous information, Boyce’s talent is [Kamikaze Weaving Cord], which is the natural enemy of almost all talents, but it cannot be activated without singing. Only by using this gap and activating [Suffocation] can Boyce stop the next attack. action.And at the moment when the information in his mind was completed, something called fear appeared for the first time in Xiuchuan Jizo's eyes like endless black holes without pupils, because Xiuchuan Jizo found that Jue Yin seemed to be rigid , unable to mobilize any soul power, he only now understood how the strongest prince in the Odin continent got to this position, and he also understood how stupid it was to not report to the silver priest to come to Fuze Town privately.

Qi Ling, who was hiding behind Boyce, widened his eyes in disbelief. He couldn't believe that he had beaten Suoer, the second-degree prince of Fengyuan, and the fourth-degree prince of Water Source, without any backhand power a month ago. The god-like figure at this moment is Xiuchuan Jizo kneeling in front of them in desperation.

Xiuchuan Jizo raised his pupilless eyes, and through the bloody vision, Qi Ling's beautiful and innocent face seemed to be stained with mottled blood at this moment, and the corners of Xiuchuan Jizo's lips that were gradually overflowing with blood rose indifferently, Qi Ling Zero, no matter how you are protected now, you are a monster created by the silver priest just like me, and you will end up like me in the dark, ruined and bloody.

Xiu Chuan Jizo tried his best to stand up from the ground. He had never been so embarrassed before. Walking on the icy snow almost exhausted the rest of his life. The blood was enchanting and splashed on the silvery white snow. Blood, the bewildering color of blood in sight was gradually covered by endless black, when the pain in the body gradually faded, Xiuchuan Jizo smiled slightly, when he came there was only a body, and it was the same when he died.

"Is he dead?" Qi Ling walked over, and said cautiously, pulling the hem of Boyce's clothes.

Bois looked down at the trembling boy: "Yes."

"Why did he have to die?" Qi Ling raised his head and looked seriously at Boyce, who was half a head taller than him.

Boyce didn't answer, he just quietly looked at the path dotted with bloody footprints ahead.He knew that Xiuchuan Jizo was the same as himself and Qiling, they were just tools made by the silver priest, and he and Qiling just had one more soul than Xiuchuan Jizo, he didn't know that the silver priest's puppet line had How long and strong they are, I don't know how they will manipulate their own destiny, but now, Boyce doesn't want to care about it, he just wants to hug this young man who is as clean as Xinxue by his side, and protect him at any cost. The boy I love so much.