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Chapter 119: The Source of Skills

But as soon as the blow fell, he immediately regretted it. The object in front of him was nothing more than a decorative gift tree. Because the colored lights embellished on it glowed with colorful colors in the dark, which was contrary to common sense. Hit myself in the eye.

The ritual tree appears in an instant and disappears in an instant.

But the flaw exposed by the deer's head has been caught by Suanni. A claw with red stripes fell, and immediately opened a hole in the opponent's neck. Then, the lion's mouth opened wide, and it bit out as fast as lightning. The claws Embedded in the flesh and blood, the strong upper and lower jaws exerted force and twisted violently!

Click!

There was a crisp sound of bone cracking, and the deer-headed alien's body was originally seriously injured by Gaoyi's blast. Coupled with the influence of Suan Ni's long-term gaze, his legs and feet softened, and his entire body suddenly relaxed.

Naturally, Suanni would not let go of this golden opportunity. It saw its forelimbs stepping on the ground, the streamlined muscles on its back bulging, and its power exploded in a coordinated manner. It raised its head and threw the deer's head into the air!

The shadows on Suani's legs floated, and with one step, the entire body covered with fire patterns leaped into the air, minions intertwined, and in an instant, the opponent had been locked onto the opponent who had nowhere to escape.

Pfft——

The large blood flower exploded in the air, and made a sizzling sound of vaporization due to the high temperature that rose instantly.

The body, which had been severely injured, finally could not withstand the fierce attack of the minions. Large pieces of flesh and blood fell apart along the cracks left by the blast, like a sandcastle that was about to collapse in the tide, and then quickly charred under the high temperature. .

Deer-headed alien, death!

Suanni's time limit also came to an end. It landed lightly on all limbs and glanced majestically at the audience. Finally, unable to bear the physical and mental fatigue, it sat on its hind legs and began to doze off with its eyes opening and closing.

Finally, as if he fell into a deep sleep without realizing it, the color of his body faded and he turned into a stone statue again.

The bull-headed alien limped back to the mysterious man. His expression was cold and terrifying. By now, he had understood that there was nothing he could do. Instead of thinking about besieging Descartes and the missing dragon, he "Mr. Gao", it is better to return your gaze to your original goal.

"Have you given up on dealing with me?"

When the two of them were about to retreat, they suddenly heard a question coming from around them.

The man in the peaked cap had cold sweat rolling down his forehead.

If you listen carefully, you can detect a crisp "Ling Ling" sound near them.

This is the rhythm that the lion dance ornaments produce as it moves.

Gao Yi has been paying attention to the other party's movements. Now that the other party has the intention to retreat, how could he not notice it. Long ago, the lion dance had already disappeared into the darkness, and under the cover of the sound of fighting, it quickly moved towards the mysterious man's body. The location is close.

Regardless of the ins and outs of today's incident, Gao Yi must first ensure the safety of himself and others. Remove all threatening factors first, and it will not be too late to discuss the reasons then.

Now, the deer-headed alien has been killed by Suan Ni, and the bull-headed alien has been almost defeated by Suan Ni. He and Descartes still have fighting strength, but the opponent has fought hard, but only a few defeated soldiers are left.

As long as you be careful about the "power" from before, you might be able to bring an end to everything today.

"Mr. Gao, I have to admit it."

The mysterious man leaned against the bull-headed alien and kept scanning the surroundings, trying to find Gao Yi's hidden figure. At the same time, he also opened his mouth to try to resolve the conflict between the two parties.

"You are a very capable leader."

"Although I don't know the reason why you are here, I guess there is no conflict of interest between us. "If we continue to fight, neither of us will be able to benefit from the backlash of our skills."

"How about treating the previous grudge as a misunderstanding between the two parties?"

In the wind and rain, the "Ling Ling" hanging ornaments made a slight clang sound. Gao Yi touched his chin and said with interest: "I have been fighting with real swords and guns until now. Is this friend planning to use a misunderstanding to prevaricate the situation?"

?”

Although the subtext is different, Gao Yi's murderous intention towards these two people has not weakened at all. After all, he relies on strange paintings to beat people, not blood-burning skills. How long he wants to beat depends on his mood.

One of them is that the other party endangers the living beings in the mountains. The most important thing is the stance they represent in their actions.

This kind of position that is contrary to one's own, as long as one of the parties does not stop, one day they will collide again. By then, the battlefield may not be as simple as this uninhabited forest.

Since it is bound to happen in the future, it is better to eliminate the opponent as early as possible.

However, when it comes to taking action, Gao Yi is still very interested in some of their internal information, such as the "Old Fool" and "Judgment Seat" that he heard before. So before continuing to take action, he doesn't mind putting on a show with the opponent.

play.

"What do you want?"

The mysterious man got straight to the point and asked Gao Yi to put forward his own conditions.

Gao Yi hummed in embarrassment, and finally stretched out his finger: "Tell me all the information you know about the tribunal of the Executive Board."

As early as the Ice and Snow Festival, this term had already appeared in the mouth of the creator of the campus ghost story. From his remarks, it seems that the "Call of the Mountains" in a completely liberated state is not an opponent of the so-called Judgment Seat. From this, Gao

However, interest in it is booming.

"Judgment bench?"

The mysterious man narrowed his eyes, guessing the angle of Gao Yi's question. However, he did not refuse, because the Executive Bureau has been around for a long time, and a lot of its information is not confidential in this circle.

"There are eight seats in the judgment table, namely the Fool, the Priestess, the Emperor, the Pope, the Lover, the Hermit, Justice, and the Hanged Man."

The mysterious man said: "This name is inherited from the name of the extremely ancient original skills. Many of today's skills, whether they are named official or folk, mostly come from their differentiation..."

Tarot cards?

Gao Yi's heart trembled, as if he had grasped some important information.

The Head of the Black Mist once said that in unknown eras, humans once overthrew the rule of gods, fought for his shattered authority, turned into sparks that could not bear their weight, and were passed down as moths flew into the flames.

Could it be that these so-called original skills are fragments of the former god's authority?! The Lord of Dreams also seems to have fallen in that extremely distant era.

However, why are there only eight seats? There should be twenty-four Major Arcana cards in the Tarot deck...

No, that's not right!

Gao Yi suddenly frowned and stared at the mysterious man: "Is your [power] also a primitive skill?"

Tarot sequence number eight, power.

It means the lion of human instinct, soothed by the goddess named reason. From the interpretation point of view, this is the balance of human body and mind. All the power reaches a node of hardness and softness, so that perfect control can be achieved.

Own.

In other words, people with this skill can perfectly control all "powers" in the body. Even consciousness or suspended animation.

"good."

The mysterious man did not hide anything and nodded: "Only twelve original skills have been discovered so far. The owners of eight of them became the founders of the Executive Bureau, while the inheritance of the other four are scattered around the world."


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