Chapter 528

The flash flickered for a moment, like a sudden frame skip in a video.

Then, the sound of flesh being torn apart was heard.

In other words, the sound of tearing flesh and blood had already sounded before the last knock.

It's just that the speed of the sound echoing in the room is far less than that of the figure.

Wandering poet Marvin's smile still lingered on his lips, but in his field of vision, the whole world had begun to spin.

Mu En lowered his eyes indifferently, looked at Marvin whose head was chopped off instantly, and asked seriously:

"So, you're ready to give a more soul-touching performance, right?"

"Chuck...cluck..."

Hoarse laughter sounded from the completely broken throat. On the head that fell to the ground, the two eyes could still move and look at Mu En.

"You are worthy of being the son of the famous Duke Campbell. It's scary. It's really scary. There are rumors that you have killed many evil believers. I originally thought it was just the gold the Duke put on your face, but now I see this decisiveness and familiarity. Rumors still underestimate you."

"You really know me."

Without any surprise, Mu En stepped on the head:

"It seems like there are a lot of questions, so there is no need to ask any more."

Mu En suddenly exerted force on her feet, and her head instantly shattered like a watermelon.

The red and white filth spread out in all directions, and the pungent stench filled the air. Mu En summoned a little fighting energy to block it, to prevent these disgusting things from touching the little girl behind him.

At the same time, his blade did not stop and slashed at Marvin's body again.

Although we still don’t know what this Marvin is, judging from Mu En’s experience, there is no peace of mind until he is completely chopped into pieces.

No, mincing it into pulp is just the first step. As Mu En said just now, this performance should touch the soul.

"boom!"

But what Mu En didn't expect was that before he even had time to cut off the second sword, the headless body in front of him actually exploded.

Zhizhizhi...

The fine friction sound made one's teeth ache. What appeared after the body exploded were not bloody pieces of flesh, but countless insects that were so densely packed that it made one's scalp numb!

"Ah, what a pity. I have always been a peace-loving person."

Marvin's voice sounded again, and Mu En suddenly turned her head and realized that the voice came from the extremely large and ferocious giant insect above the woman's head.

"However, since Master Campbell has been forced to this point, I can only invite you to come with me...to perform this pleasant performance."

There was a piano sound.

That's the harp.

A blurry shadow appeared in Mu En's field of vision. Mu En was in a trance and suddenly realized that she was still standing in front of Emily.

It was as if he had never taken a step or swung a sword.

And not far away from him... was Marvin, who was intact and smiling, saluting him gracefully.

"Then...please listen carefully to this charming poem."

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PS: I’m so numb. I was warned for the chapter about insects because it was too bloody. Woohoo...it’s just a few bugs, is that all?

65. Foolish person

The melodious chanting echoed in this dark, cage-like old house.

It was a rich bass, singing loudly, and one person had the momentum of an orchestra. Accompanied by the harp, Ma Wen was praising the bright moon in the sky with extremely beautiful words and exaggerated body movements.

Then there really was a cold moonlight falling from the sky.

Mu En looked up and saw that the misty moonlight was like a veil or mist, quietly covering everything in an extremely charming manner.

A certain aura that symbolized death awakened in the moonlight, and twisted black shadows rose from the ground, silently dividing into countless deep black spots.

It was densely packed, like a swarm of insects filling every corner of the shadow.

Those ferocious black bugs seemed to be blessed by the moonlight, their sharp legs rubbed excitedly, and their red compound eyes were filled with bloodthirsty and ferocity.

"Follower of the Moon?"

Mu En felt the cold and dead moonlight with her palms and murmured in slight astonishment:

"But isn't the moon dead?"

It stands to reason that after the Silent Moon completely "dies", those evil believers who believe in him should not be able to make any big waves because they have lost the source of their power.

Is it possible that He still has some power left in the world?

This is possible, after all, the traces left by an evil god cannot be eliminated so easily, and those bugs are indeed very similar to the weird "moon beasts" that Mu En had come into contact with that mutated after being contaminated by the moon.

"However, the trouble now probably isn't the moon or the moon."

Mu En casually took out a defensive magic weapon from the storage space and placed it around Emily.

This is a holy light prop that he randomly replenished in the Holy City. The price is not too expensive, only a few hundred thousand Emiles, but the full breath of holy light can temporarily block all filth.

Not to mention the personal blessing of the saint Liya, which is enough to ensure that an ordinary little girl will not be harmed by any outside for the time being.

Without any worries, Mu En finally focused all her attention on the enemy in front of her.

He was not afraid of these moonlights that exuded the aura of death.

At this point, it was basically impossible for him to be easily contaminated by the power of any evil god. What's more, he did not feel the "dead silence" that truly belonged to the Silent Moon in these moonlights.

This strange feeling has been lingering in Mu En's heart. After staying with his senior sister for a long time, he always felt that the moonlight in front of him was fake.

But as he just said, the problem now is not the moon or not, but...

Some kind of familiar anomaly.

At the same time as the poem sounded, Mu En had already slashed out with his sword. Of course, he would not let Marvin continue this inexplicable performance.

The bright sword light overwhelmed Yuehua almost instantly, and the violent power like thunder was compressed into a short moment and an inch, showing an edge that could tear everything apart.

The swarms of insects were easily separated before they showed their due terror... revealing the undefended wandering poet Marvin.

However, there was that familiar trance again, and the black flames in Mu En's eyes jumped.

"What's happening here?"

Mu En frowned and looked at Marvin, who was still deep in his performance not far away.

His clothes are shabby and his face is sloppy, but his wild movements carry a certain demonic quality that makes people ignore his appearance involuntarily.

But there is no doubt that Marvin is unscathed at this moment.

My own attacks have no effect, no, I should say...

Mu En lowered his head and found that he was still holding the knife with his hands lowered. It seemed that the knife just now was just his fantasy and had never been wielded.

"This is it again..."

Mu En remembered that it was the same just now. He had clearly chopped off Marvin's head with a knife and even crushed it with a kick, but for a while, he suddenly found that he was still in the same position.

"Illusion? No..."

Even if it was an illusion, the incident of "cutting through" by oneself actually happened, but the instant return to a state where nothing happened just now was more like...

"Go back in time?"

This idea suddenly popped up in his mind, and Mu En was stunned for a moment subconsciously.

But he was quickly rejected.

Old Loli once said that there is no god in charge of time in this world, so there should be no corresponding blessings and abilities.

Of course, there may be some powerful magic and props that can achieve similar effects, but Mu En feels that this cannot be concealed from herself as the future bearer of the Eternal Bell.

so……

"That weird cognitive change again?"

Mu En's face was cold, and she once again thought of the poor townspeople who had parasites in their minds, but didn't know it, and even took "the inability to light a fire" as something natural.

They can't even detect the slightest anomaly until common sense reaches the point where logic is completely illogical.

The same is true for myself.

What Mu En had previously recognized had also changed. He thought he had cut off Marvin's head, but in fact, he might have just been in a trance.

This is something more terrifying than illusions and suggestions. To achieve this, you need to have a deeper impact on the spirit.

It can affect my current spirit...even my senior sister obviously failed to notice it at the time...

Mu En suddenly looked at the harp in Marvin's hand:

"Ancient relic?"

Being able to do this, if the realm is not too far beyond his own, if he can directly force bricks to fly, and use brute force to affect his own spirit... Mu En can only think of those weird and unpredictable ancient relics.

The Ma Wen state in front of him was obviously not that high, otherwise he wouldn't have been greeted with this kind of weird performance, but with his fists in his face, without any bells and whistles.

"Haha, he is indeed the son of a duke. He is indeed well-informed."

As if he had finished playing a short verse, Marvin temporarily stopped singing and touched the harp in his hand affectionately:

"It's called the Piano of Foolishness. When you entertain it with a good enough performance, all the audience will be immersed in the gospel of ignorance."

"Gospel?"

Mu En sneered.

"Are you also the so-called ignorant and blessed person?"

"Haha, what a pity, Moon Campbell, your mental power is really far beyond my imagination, far higher than many so-called geniuses I have seen."

Marvin shook his head regretfully,

"But sometimes, being too sober can actually be a source of pain. Wouldn't it be better if you actively indulge in it, regard it all as a beautiful performance, and wait for the end in joy and happiness?"

"Like those townsfolk?"

"Yes."

Marvin nodded slightly:

"If you hadn't exposed the membrane between ignorance and reality, they should have welcomed the arrival of the goddess they believed in at the climax of the festival, and then... felt true happiness!"

Marvin was affectionate and suddenly fierce, roaring:

"It was you who ruined that perfect performance, and it was you who caused them pain!"

The swarm of insects became restless. These insects, which looked even more terrifying under the beautiful moonlight, seemed to have been longing for it for a long time. At this moment, they rushed towards Mu En without hesitation.

"Ha, it sounds like I am the bad guy!"

Mu En shouted angrily and punched the swarm of insects rolling in the shadow.

Since slashing is useless, it is natural to use the simplest fist... Wait, why do you think that compared to sharp weapons, fists of flesh and blood can better deal with these bugs that specialize in burrowing into the human brain and sucking the brain marrow? Woolen cloth?

Mu En's movements were stagnant, and his consciousness was in a trance again. Under his strong mental power, a certain misunderstanding was corrected again.

But the swarm is close at hand.

At the critical moment, the thunder that had penetrated into every muscle with countless practices was poured into the undefended fist, and the roaring thunder burst out, temporarily repelling the swarm of insects.

But just fighting back was not enough. Mu En gritted his teeth and swung the blade again. Thirty times the superimposed force was instantly brewed, and he slashed mercilessly towards the cold moonlight above his head.

The roof was instantly shattered by the light of the sword, revealing the night sky where nothing could be seen. As for the moonlight... the moonlight naturally could not be chopped into pieces.

"What a terrifying power."

Marvin continued to play the music, raised his head, and praised as if admiring a firework:

"If I take this move head-on, even if I have my beloved brain-eating worms as life force support, I'm afraid it won't be easy. Speed, strength, reaction power, plus those two weapons, just looking at them will make me feel uncomfortable." The twin swords that chill people's hearts.

Moon Campbell, you are indeed a terrible guy. Anyone else would have a huge headache facing you.

But, you happened to meet me. "

Marvin lowered his head and looked at Mu En, showing a strange smile:

"In front of me, all your strengths cannot be used. You are just a lamb to be slaughtered."