() Marshall’s eyes were round and bulging, the corners of his eyes were almost cracked, and his two rows of teeth were almost bitten to pieces. How could he not be angry? After planning for so long and making so much preparation, he was snatched away by someone else. Then he climbed up

Hall came up and touched his waist with his hands, and whipped a thick black whip through the air towards the Sphinx.

"Crack~pop"

There was a huge earthquake in the Sphinx's ears, like a thunderbolt exploding in the clear sky, and the hairs on her slender neck stood on end. Before she had time to think, the purple earrings on her earlobes slowly released a dazzling purple light.

The floating kill was triggered, and the house Cassiopeia carefully prepared was pushed three meters flat by an invisible hand. The logs used to lift the house were all broken. The whole hut made a "kerala" sound.

The room's exquisite tapestries, velvet cushions, exquisitely crafted dinner plates and large amounts of wine that have been stored for hundreds of years float together.

The entire space is like the vacuum environment in the International Space Station.

Dickens, who was lying at the entrance of the cave, had such a ridiculous idea. Apart from his teammates who had not yet come up, the only person on the scene who could remain calm was this guy who looked like a mouse. His two huge front teeth protruded from his lips, and his nose and upper and lower jaw bones protruded.

Almost a cone.

The two pointed beards on his lips make Dickens look more like a giant humanoid rat!

This guy has two wrist blades in his hands that look like iron palms. Ten fingers stretch out sharp blades. He is wearing a gray moleskin cloak. His head is unusually flexible. When he sees the whole house

All the things inside floated up, and Dickens staggered back into the hole again. The other people were startled by him, and little Flamengo thought, could this guy really turn into a mouse?

He was immediately choked by the strange smell emanating from Dickens' body and almost vomited out. This guy is definitely a rat. Flamengo cursed in his heart, "What happened up there!"

Dickens knew that he was not welcome, and his little eyes rolled around in his sockets, "Boss...he...Hall...Hall..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard "boom, boom, boom~" from above.

Marshall and Hall were swept into the air, and the splintered wood stubbles turned upside down one after another, and the sharp ends "swish" stabbed at the two of them!

Although the Sphinx's reaction was quick, the whip in Hall's hand was not ordinary. With a "pop~" sound, the Sphinx received a solid whip. The black cuticle on the surface of the body will

The force that was enough to break bones was removed, but it inevitably caused the Sphinx to scream in severe pain.

She waved her hand casually, and all the suspended debris hit Marshall and the two. Then she didn't even look at it, and continued to dance while hugging Cassiopeia until Cassiopeia escaped. Her highly elastic muscles made her look like a primeval forest.

The female Taishan in it is like a butterfly dancing in the flowers.

These two descriptions don't match at all. But they are the best description of the sphinx's ghostly flight path.

No one could take aim at this beautiful figure. Flamengo took back his sniper rifle angrily and looked at Marshall who was knocked down by the rubble with an annoyed look on his face.

Hall got out of it first. He glanced at the ruins with a gloomy look. At this time, Marshall kicked off the collapsed beam. His whole body was covered with dust. He gritted his teeth and said, "Dickens is following them. No one."

My orders are not allowed to be exposed, let alone attacked!"

He made a prompt decision. Marshall's reaction was very fast. He recognized the Sphinx at a glance. He didn't expect to be cut off by this woman. In addition, several of his subordinates were killed. His old and new grudges made him red-eyed. He forced himself to swallow.

With the next breath, Marshall waved his hand and said, "We'll talk about other things later. Kill Ashe first."

Hall followed Marshall without saying a word, winking secretly at Dickens, who immediately nodded to express his acceptance. The guy stretched his head out on all fours and sniffed left and right on the ground, his body under the increasing influence of vector

It melted into the air, leaving only two lines of shallow footprints on the snow.

The sudden appearance of the hurricane gave Kagame a bad premonition. He clutched his chest and felt frightened. The overclocking master's debugging allowed him to recover from his congenital heart disease, but it still left sequelae. As long as he encountered difficulties that were difficult to control,

Kagame felt frightened by the situation.

This is actually just a psychological effect, but it is a fact that Gina and Matt were stunned. Figaro was also affected and his whole body was wrapped in a layer of frost. However, this guy was lucky not to be hit directly, and his movement speed was only limited.

Fortunately, he didn't need to move. The two drumsticks struck out at the same time, "Boom!" The drumhead made of the dragon's skin vibrated violently, creating a shadow, and an invisible sound wave rushed towards Ai Xi!

Everyone present felt the discomfort in their eardrums, as if they were riding a high-speed rail bullet or other means of transportation into a tunnel at a rapid speed. The different pressures generated inside and outside the eardrums made everyone deaf at the same time.

Ai Xi, who was standing on the snow chao ice sculpture, vomited a mouthful of blood. She covered her mouth and blood overflowed from her fingers. The "Sound Beam" skill was exactly as described on the surface. A large number of sound waves were compressed in a certain area. As Feijia

Luo's mind can attack any enemy, and its range reaches a terrifying five hundred meters.

The sound spread range is less than two meters in diameter. All enemies in this area suffer 178 {+0.5 spell power} magic damage according to the distance, and there is also a hidden attribute, the stronger the affinity for music.

The target suffered at most 287 points and at least 175 points of true damage.

Only Kagame knows this, and no one else knows anything about it. When it comes to the Manhattan Symphony Orchestra, Ado, who is silent, is the most powerful, but Kagame's only confidant is Figaro.

Shuyin's hidden attributes may seem mysterious, but they are actually the most useful, especially during the battle with the Selectors. Human beings recruited from the real world have never listened to the songs circulated on radio, TV, and the Internet. So there are more

Few people are affected by the timpani, and those of Cassiopeia's bodyguards are examples.

The run-down little aristocrats were also aristocrats, and proficiency in music was a compulsory course for the aristocrats. In this respect, Wang Hu, a half-assed knight, was much better.

The hurricane group suffered a big loss immediately. Marshall, who was running at the front, suddenly felt like he was slapped away. Not to mention the burning pain on his face, the severe pain in his chest seemed to have been squeezed out of the air in his lungs.

The diaphragm tingled, as if I had lost my breath.

This guy is a symphony lover in the real world, so he was struck by a vicious attack, as if he had been bitten viciously by a poisonous snake, and his HP value was suddenly reduced.

Hall wasn't much better. The Doors' masterpiece "The End" was often played in the ward of the nursing home. This song was one of the most popular songs during the Vietnam War. After listening to it for many years, Hall was very familiar with the beat and tune.

He suffered nearly 200 points of real damage and 95 points of magic damage.

The main tank of the Hurricane Regiment and the half-meat warrior were knocked to the ground by the sound wave at the same time. Even a sniper shot by Flamengo lost its accuracy and flew past Kagame's ear, blowing his silver hair into the air.

When he got up, the hot bullet left a dark burn on his temple.

This group of people were instantly knocked out of their spirit of attack, and each one of them had chest pains and internal organ damage.

Kagame smiled proudly. There is no doubt about the strength of the Manhattan Symphony Orchestra. After defecting to the original server, their strength has improved several levels. In addition, now that the boss has betrayed the whole team, they are full of momentum and plan to rush to the level of the Connector.

.This is like a martial arts master whose internal strength has reached a certain level and only needs a layer of window paper to break through.

When the water is full, it will overflow. Manhattan does not need to complete 100% of the main tasks of the golden plot. It only needs to dig out valuable B+ level and above tasks to successfully advance.

However, the old man Kagame didn't think so. The Manhattan gang keenly grasped the key points of the golden plot. All that followed was Cassiopeia and Ashe. As long as these two plot heroes were killed, everything would follow.

Naturally, the plot cannot be unfolded. Even if the overclocking god resets a new plot for this purpose, it will require a lot of time and the adjustment of a large number of task nodes.

These are within the tolerance range of the overclocking god, and even have a hint of encouragement.

As long as Kagame is allowed to handle all this, except for them, all the screeners who enter the golden plot will be affected by this, and countless people will die due to changes in mission nodes!

The intentions of the Manhattan Symphony section can be described as sinister!

Kagame smiled and nodded at Ado. The hunched-back Ado slowly raised the French horn to his mouth. He took a deep breath and sucked all the surrounding air into his lungs, and his stomach bulged.

Stand up. It looks like this short guy looks like a... huge toad!

Ai Xi fell from the snow-chao ice sculpture, her arms hanging weakly and actually broken. Her blue eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes like weeping red lotuses. She stumbled to stand up, and the ice bow in her hand fell from her hands.

All it takes is Ado to play Mozart's French Horn Concerto in D major again, and the ice shooter will turn into a dead ice shooter. Ado smiled grimly and puffed up his cheeks, preparing to blow the horn in his hand.

"The white doves are fluttering and flying, and the red flowers of Shandandan are blooming~"

"Little sister, you are waiting for brother. Brother, I will join the Red Army~"

"Hey tiger, hey, hey~"

A broken voice roared an unpleasant song, and the tune went somewhere unknown.

The hunchbacked Ado's charged attack was like a deflated rubber ball, and the French horn "tick tock~" flew to the country of Java.

The whole place was filled with deathly silence, all shocked by the unpleasant sound. Marshall and Hall looked at each other, and Kagame and Ado showed disgusted expressions.

It’s so unpleasant to hear!

The sound was comparable to that of the girl singing from the herd of Daban City. Even the snow-chao ice sculpture seemed to be ashamed of the singing. It sounded softly "Kalala" repeatedly, and finally shattered into large and small ice cubes.

Dust-like ice slag mixed with snow was splashed into the air. The large gust of cold air blew Wang Hu's hair flying around his forehead. His eyes were as cold as the inverted air waves, and the curling hand in his hand

The knife slapped on the thigh to beat the rhythm, and he roared at the top of his voice. This Qinghai folk song interprets the simple love between a man and a woman very sincerely.
Chapter completed!