hsntnovel Chapter 2622 Death Songstress 2
Chapter 2622 Death Songstress 2
The battle outside the theater continued. The mechanical clown and the doll were blasted away by Uncle You's cannons, chopped to pieces by Liang Yue's swords, frozen and cracked by Fatty Xu's ice rink, and pecked into pieces by flying crows.
These are the elite of the Sandsweeper robots, each possessing combat power at the level of Epsilon.
They are the last glorious remnants of the Sand Raider civilization, displaying their power and pride at this moment.
Apart from Zhang Yi, no one else had a way to kill him completely.
Because they cannot drag it to another space to disconnect it from the central system of the inner world.
However, Uncle You and the others' main task was not to eliminate them, but to hold them off and create an opportunity for Zhang Yi to fight the Death Songstress one-on-one.
Freeman leaned against the doorframe, watching all this through the theater's glass, the screen flashing chaotic images.
He suddenly felt that he had seen this amusement park, this theater, this set design, this theatricality, this form of defense that uses performance as a ritual somewhere before.
Deep in my memory, a scene from a very long time ago resurfaced.
In the white city of Mars, Naschi smiles as she rests her chin on her hand, gazing at the miniature amusement park model on the table—a birthday gift he designed for her.
During the years his consciousness traversed, he told the people of this planet about many of its civilizations.
He told her what an amusement park was like, and how couples in love on Earth rode a carousel together.
She said that when Wenming returns from his journey, he wants to hold a dance party there that never ends.
She said she would wait for Freeman to come to her in the distant future.
Freeman stood frozen in the wind.
The next second, his fingertips unconsciously lifted up.
Schubert's Serenade flowed slowly from his fingertips, from his metal throat, from that comical mechanical body.
The melody drifted into the theater in the blood-red twilight.
Zhang Yi's sword slashed from behind Death Songstress. The attack was extremely sudden, and Zhang Yi was confident that Death Songstress wouldn't have time to turn around.
The black sword light enveloped antimatter like a galaxy, an existence powerful enough to erase all matter in the outer universe.
But in that instant, the Death Songstress's hair suddenly parted to the sides, revealing a face made of gold.
She aimed at Zhang Yi and spewed out an eternal golden radiance!
Zhang Yi's abilities were instantly sealed!
"Ha ha……"
In Zhang Yi's left eye, the time vortex was rapidly distorting, and his figure stopped in the distance, panting heavily.
"This is the seventh time already, we've reached our limit."
In five seconds, seven predictions about the future were made. No matter which attack method Zhang Yi chose, it would ultimately be neutralized by the Death Songstress.
As expected of the final hurdle, it was indeed difficult to overcome.
Moreover, considering that they are all terminals of the inner world's central system, information must also be able to be shared.
Therefore, at this point, Death Songstress had already thoroughly understood Zhang Yi's abilities.
Trying to exploit information asymmetry is absolutely impossible.
When he dealt with those two Guardians, he couldn't possibly have hidden any of his trump cards.
"Is this the end? In my own opinion."
His words were quite meaningful.
His own strength is indeed limited to just over 60,000 points.
But we still have many other cards to play.
If he has reached the limit of his own ability, he will seek external help.
Just as the Death Songstress was about to speak again, and the light of the next cycle of three lifetimes was about to fall, her body suddenly trembled.
Schubert's Serenade drifted in through the window and reached her ears.
Zhang Yi also heard the sound. He frowned slightly, wondering why Freeman could still have such a leisurely mood at a time like this.
But he doesn't have time to deal with that guy right now.
However, the scene before him surprised him.
He discovered that the Death Songstress's offensive faltered upon hearing the serenade.
Those familiar notes were like a hand reaching out from a very distant era, gently touching her heart that had been forged into death.
The band's fingers paused for a moment, and the dancers' steps faltered.
Death Songstress's pupils contracted, the light patterns on the bronze mirror behind her trembled, and she looked up blankly in the direction of the theater entrance.
In that instant, she was no longer a cold-blooded executioner, but a woman who had suddenly heard the sound of her house key in a long nightmare.
"Naschi".
Freeman called softly from outside the door.
The Death Songstress's body trembled slightly.
The mirror of the Three Reincarnations dimmed slightly.
This is a flaw.
A murderous glint flashed in Zhang Yi's eyes.
The seal has not completely dissipated, the attack power is still suppressed, and the defense is still not perfect, but this is the moment he has been waiting for!
In a battle between masters, every move counts; a moment's carelessness can be fatal!
The Taixu bathrobe suddenly billowed up, and the Netherworld membrane reignited on his body. Even in its weakened form, it was enough to block the remaining sonic blades.
He forcibly activated the Boundless Realm, causing the space inside the theater to fold slightly, instantly compressing the distance between him and the Death Songstress.
The Sword of Judgment was drawn, its blade surging with blue light, like a ray of light illuminating the deep sea in the twilight.
He whispered, "Boundless Sword Domain."
As the lights inside the theater dimmed, the seats, dome, and side corridors were all pierced by blue sword shadows rising from the ground, forming a miniature gladiatorial arena, locking the Death Songstress and him in the center of the stage.
The executioner priest, spoiled by musical notes and rules, is forced to stand in the position of being judged for the first time.
The Death Songstress stared blankly in the direction of the door, seemingly still immersed in that distant melody, her lips slightly parted as if she wanted to say something.
Zhang Yi didn't give her a chance.
The Three Thousand Dimensional Gates reversed within the Boundless Sword Domain. Behind the gates was not the Abyss of the Netherworld, but the lingering echo of the Three Lives Reincarnation Light she had just released—her own circuit of rules.
The myriad phenomena of the universe are brought together.
When Death Songstress came to her senses, she was already inside Zhang Yi's domain.
"This is my territory. They couldn't possibly have passed on information about this move to you before the Boundless Sphere was destroyed!"
His voice came through with an icy tone.
The Death Songstress coldly raised her head and stared at Zhang Yi in mid-air, then the band around her began an even more magnificent performance.
She raised the bronze mirror in her hand, pointed it at Zhang Yi, and spoke softly.
"You are insatiable!"
"You're afraid of dying!"
"Your family fortune is all gone!"
This time, it was no longer a deduction made by Zhang Yi using the second hand of time, but an actual attack that took place.
Light travels faster than Zhang Yi, so he cannot dodge the Death Songstress's attack.
However, he was able to dodge the moment the Death Songstress raised her hand.
It's like how a person can't dodge a bullet, but can dodge it just before the gunman pulls the trigger.