<!--go--> "I'll perform another magic trick for you."
The magician took off his top hat, and endless white doves flew from the sky and poured into his top hat.
"Isn't it amazing? Isn't it wonderful?"
The magician looked at He Ao crazily. His eyes were covered with dense bloodshot eyes, like a hungry and crazy beast that was trying hard to suppress its instincts.
He Ao had no expression on his face.
"Why don't you have an expression?! Why aren't you shocked?! Is my magic not good enough? Don't I look like a magician?!"
The magician raised his top hat high, and endless white doves flew out of the top hat.
The pile of flesh and blood remains behind him turned into pure white pigeons, pouring out crazily.
The doves surrounded him and enveloped him.
Immediately afterwards, the pigeons flew into the air, and the magician was no longer on the ground.
The white dove in the sky landed on the left hand side of He Ao. The magician's handsome face slowly emerged from the dove. He looked at He Ao with a twisted cheek, "Is my magic wonderful?"
Then, without waiting for He Ao to reply, he turned into a flock of pigeons again, landed on the right side of He Ao, and said with a maniacal smile, "Can you become a part of me?"
He Ao frowned and suddenly jumped back while holding the steel bar.
The next second, the pigeons engulfed the spot where he was standing, and the solid floor was pecked into a cavity, revealing the steel frame inside.
"Become a part of me and let's become the greatest magic in the world together!"
The roar of the magician came from the pigeons. These white pigeons surged together and rushed towards He Ao like a long snake.
He Ao glanced sideways at the rusty steel plate falling on the ground, jumped sideways, and landed in front of the steel plate.
The pigeons followed closely behind.
He Ao picked up the steel plate and held it in front of him.
Hyper-memory, explode!
Physical Quality pulled to 149 in an instant.
The huge steel plate collided head-on with the flying pigeons, and at that moment, countless pieces of flesh and blood were scattered.
The entire pigeon flock stagnated for a brief moment, and a thin figure was instantly shot away from the pigeon flock. The next second, the pigeon flock rushed forward, wrapped up the thin figure, and hovered in mid-air, turning into a huge cheek.
He Ao also dropped the iron plate in his hand and stared at this cheek quietly.
"Why? You don't want to become a great magician with me?"
Cheek roared and rushed towards He Ao again.
He Ao picked up the steel bar that had just been thrown away from the ground and flew back.
The steel bars scraped across the ground, making a whirring sound.
He Ao escaped three more attacks, and the battle model of the entire pigeon flock was gradually established in his mind.
Then he held the steel bar with his backhand and suddenly jumped up.
The next second, the pigeons rushed towards the place where he originally stood.
He hung in the air and threw the steel bar in his hand violently.
This rusty steel bar, like thunder falling from the sky, passed through the flying pigeons and pierced into the densely packed flock of pigeons.
Poof——
It was the sound of steel penetrating into flesh.
Bang——
That was the sound of steel bars nailed to the ground.
The whole world seemed to be quiet at this moment. Those pure white pigeons lost their support and gradually fell from the sky, turning into pieces of broken flesh and blood.
He Ao closed Hyper-memory, fell to the ground from the air, pressed down on his center of gravity to alleviate the impact, and then stood up slowly.
Step by step, he walked towards the center of the broken flesh and blood, towards the magician whose chest was pierced by the steel bar and nailed to the ground.
His originally neat tuxedo had been torn in the battle, revealing only a hollow skeleton of his body underneath.
He Ao glanced at the pigeons that continued to fall around him. Among these pigeons transformed into flesh and blood, there was also the magician's own flesh and blood.
"Am I really... not like a magician?"
The magician's handsome face gradually withered and turned into an ugly head. He raised his hand with difficulty, trying to reach He Ao.
"Like"
He Ao glanced at him and said calmly.
A smile cracked the magician's ugly head and he fell backwards.
The last dove falls in the sky.
The bright Moonlight fell from the night sky on this dilapidated Ruins.
Everything became quiet again.
The surging breath of madness slowly contracted and gathered into the magician's hat.
The top hat fell off the magician's head and slowly rolled to He Ao's feet.
He Ao bent down and picked up the top hat.
The twisted madness wanted to erode him, but it was like a mud cow drowning in the sea, and there was no response.
He Ao still has a little bit of mental resistance.
If this was a game, He Ao should now get a prompt "Congratulations on getting the prop: Magician's Hat"
However, in reality there is no such prompt.
However, this hat itself contains some information. When He Ao picked it up, it was immediately transferred to He Ao's mind. In addition, He Ao looked at the attribute panel himself, and he probably figured out the situation of this hat.
This hat has two abilities:
The first one, after wearing it, will increase a certain degree of dexterity, which is reflected in the Physical Quality. Physical Quality has increased by ten points, but these ten points are pure dexterity, unlike martial arts and Hyper-memory, which are increases in overall quality.
The second one is to put in a certain amount of flesh and blood, and this hat will generate white pigeons on its own. The white pigeons can be controlled by the owner. The better the quality of the flesh and blood, the stronger the generated white pigeons. The closer the relationship between the flesh and blood is to the user, the easier it is to control the generated white pigeons. The user's own flesh and blood is the best.
In addition, this hat requires a certain amount of flesh and blood to be fed every day. It must be fed with flesh and blood before use. If it is not fed, it will devour the user's flesh and blood.
"Young man, you're pretty awesome,"
At this time, a polite middle-aged man who looked to be in his thirties walked up the stairs to the third floor step by step. He glanced at He Ao and then at the magician's body on the ground. "You rushed in to such a dangerous environment?"
"Danger and opportunity always coexist."
He Ao looked back at the middle-aged man. He did not feel any hostility from the man, but he still remained vigilant.
And he always felt that this man's voice sounded familiar.
Then he remembered, isn't this the one occupying the toilet in the market?
He looked at the middle-aged man and pointed at the magician on the ground, "Do you know the origin of this guy?"
The other party happened to appear in the vegetable market and then appeared here again. It seemed that he had the same purpose.
"I know a little bit," the middle-aged man nodded, "His talent is Trick Apprentice, but his perception of himself was distorted. He always thought that he was a magician. In the end, his distorted perception led him to go crazy."
Then he paused, "This is the fate of those who Transcendental. Those who gaze into the abyss will also be gazed into by the abyss."<!--over-->