Chapter 597 597. Lighting the Sky Lantern
The nine people wore different masks.
Some people wear various animal masks and strange costumes.
There are also black-robed people wearing black and red spade masks, who look like they are imitating the Peach Organization.
There is also a bandaged man wearing a black fire mask with a white background.
During the Lantern Festival, there are always many people who dress up as famous figures in movies and TV shows, and their costumes are normal.
The one who attracted the most attention was the only young man who was not covering anything.
He wore a long white religious robe, a golden sacrificial shawl on his back, and had a handsome appearance.
"It's Oedipus!" A girl screamed excitedly in the crowd, and everyone looked over.
"Why is he here?"
"A few days ago, I heard someone say that the Pope's son is a god-level genius. Is that true?"
"You believe that? Every year there are clowns claiming to be god-level geniuses, acting like they've never seen the world. Maybe they're not even as good as our Senior Zilu."
The crowd was talking.
Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong looked at each other and quietly fell behind the other eight people.
"Miss Mu, can you identify the bandaged man?"
Through the Eye of Deconstruction, Xia Feng could easily see through the mask of bandages. The face underneath the mask was also covered with circles of bandages.
Only a strange left eye with a dark green pupil was exposed.
When Xia Feng saw the left eye just now, the bandaged man seemed to have noticed something and turned back, obviously discovering his peeping.
"Eye of the Netherworld, this person should be the Burning Heaven Holy Temple, the human agent of the Destroying Star God, Burning Heaven Dao Tu Lin."
Miss Mu's explanation sounded in Xia Feng's mind, which surprised him. She actually came from Burning Heavenly Dao?
And he is also the agent of the God of Destruction.
According to what Xia Feng currently knows, there are three gods in the Burning Heaven Temple, two star gods and one evil god.
They are Eternal Day, Destruction, and God's Gift.
In the Burning Heaven Temple, Destruction is the strongest. The other two, due to various reasons, have not yet possessed godhood and are in the false god stage, only one step away from becoming an eighth-level god.
If the person in front of him named Tu Lin is really the agent of the God of Destruction, then he is actually equivalent to the Son of Burning Heaven.
It seems that there is 100% certainty that there will be problems with this lantern festival.
Could there be something good in the Sky Lantern Pavilion?
It's actually worth it for the Pope's son and the Holy Son of Burning Heaven to come specially.
Just as Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong were discussing out of curiosity.
"Brother Lin, there are two bastards peeping at you from behind." No one noticed that next to the bandaged man, there was a headless girl in an angelic white dress.
The girl was barefoot, holding her own head in her arms, with a strange smile on her cute face, "Brother Lin, how about we kill those bastards!"
"Don't cause trouble."
"Hmm..." The girl's head flew up from his arms and circled around Tu Lin, muttering, "But that woman just now actually dared to snatch the lantern from you, brother. How despicable!"
Tu Lin looked indifferent and ignored Tu Yi.
The girl's cute head pursed its lips and snorted, "What a piece of dead wood, so boring."
However, the girl did not notice that the red peach man behind her glanced at her lightly with her beautiful eyes without leaving a trace, and then withdrew her eyes lightly.
"Everyone, the rules of the Spiritual Son Competition are very simple."
High up, the white-bearded old man spread out his hands, and a mess of lines connected by spiritual particles lit up in his palms.
He smiled faintly and said, "Whoever can first transform this N-level incomplete matrix into a brand new D-level spirit particle matrix will be able to directly enter the Sky Lantern Pavilion and exchange it for the treasures you desire. Of course, a D-level matrix can only be exchanged for D-level treasures, a C-level matrix can only be exchanged for C-level treasures, and so on."
"There are only five spots available to enter the Sky Lantern Pavilion, and it's on a first-come, first-served basis. So, whether you want to choose a D-level matrix, a C-level, or even a B-level, it's up to you to decide."
As the white-bearded old man finished speaking, the chaotic light flow in his hand was immediately copied into about a hundred copies and distributed to everyone present.
Xia Feng blinked and glanced at it in confusion, before he could see the mess of lines clearly.
Upon seeing this N-level incomplete matrix, Mu Qingtong instantly perfected it into a B-level spirit particle matrix. At the same time, based on this, he deduced 1902 B-level matrices, integrating them into one. You then comprehended the B-level spirit clothing: Lighting the Sky Lantern.
【Bronze products, must be high-quality】
[Light the Sky Lantern: Any lamp-shaped object with dense fire elements can be detonated by you, doubling the damage to soul bodies. The detonation power is determined by the amount of soul particles input, and can cause severe damage to those at the fifth level of the Venerable Realm.]
After the white-bearded old man finished dividing the N-level matrix, he touched his long flowing beard and sighed in his heart, wondering if this group of geniuses could do it.
When he used the Paper Lantern Lady to make paper lanterns, the flames of the paper lanterns were always dim, so he actually wanted to take this opportunity to ask these geniuses to help him come up with a lepton structure that would allow the fire element to be more dense and not disintegrate in the extremely thin paper.
This way he can sell the paper lanterns at a better price.
It is difficult for him to create his own lepton structure, but it should be no problem for this group of geniuses.
While thinking, the white-bearded old man glanced at the people below. Most of them had frowns on their faces, thinking hard.
Fortunately, Ning Ziru, the one he was most looking forward to, had already started to take action, and his hands were sliding quickly in the linear light path in front of him.
However, what surprised him was that eight of the ten passers-by raised their hands at the same time, and the speed at which the spiritual lines slid across their hands was so fast that it seemed as if they didn't need to think at all.
Especially the Pope's son and the bandaged man, they put their left hands behind their backs and operated with one hand.
To be honest, many people do not believe that this suddenly appearing son of the Pope is some god-level genius, but judging from his appearance, he is at least a super genius.
Super genius? The white-bearded old man narrowed his cloudy eyes and sighed in his heart, it’s a pity that these geniuses have to die here today.
"Brother Lin~Faster, faster~"
The girl's head spun happily beside the bandaged man, sometimes turning to look at the speed of her brother's hands, sometimes turning to look at Oedipus in the distance, her tone anxious, "Brother, that pretty boy is about to catch up with you, you can't be so slow! Too slow, too slow, how about Xiaoyi come instead!"
Tu Lin asked in a dull tone, "How are those two peach-faced men back there?"
The girl's head fluttered down onto his neck, and she turned 180 degrees, tut-tutting disdainfully. "These two idiots are still staring at the N-level spirit particle diagram in a daze. They're like idiots. Brother, look at what they're doing."
Hearing his sister's words, Tu Lin nodded. It seemed that these were two more people who were not even worthy of being his stepping stones. Seeing this, he didn't care any more.
Xia Feng was already accustomed to Mu Shen's instant response and was not surprised by it.
However, he and Mu Qingtong looked around and saw that everyone around them had quickly gotten the hang of it and were very focused. They looked at each other and had no choice but to follow suit and slide around on the Lingzi map.
Anyway, Xia Feng didn't know what he was doing, he just followed Miss Mu.
Fortunately, his dynamic vision is very strong and his fingers can keep up with Miss Mu's rhythm.
Now we just have to wait until someone finishes it first.
I just don’t know how long I have to wait. These geniuses are so rubbish, none of them can fight.
(End of this chapter)
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