MTL - Surprise! The Supposed Talent Show Was Actually–?!-Chapter 117 Tianming

Wu Jin's pupils narrowed sharply, and she retreated sharply.

The sword slashed across the tip of his nose, and the rust of cold rust penetrated down his nose, seemingly mixed with moss, dirt, and dried blood, exuding a damp musty smell when the armor was shaking.

Like a ghost that had been suffocated for more than a century in the armor, it was suddenly awakened, and the blood-red pupils were sticky inside the helmet.

"Be careful!" Wu Jin stomped on the knee joint of the armor warrior who was not very flexible. The iron leaf knee pads collided with each other, particularly infiltrating in the flames of the flame tongue.

"Under the iron leaf armor is empty!" Wu Jin heard the voice and quickly reminded-no skeleton, no body, the ghost knew how the armor moved?

If the ghost warrior wasn't aware of it, his pupil turned to Willa, and he recharged and chopped down, even stronger than the last sword.

Wu Jin held her breath, narrowed her eyes, and tried to find the flaw, her eyes suddenly locked in one place: "its right hand, the hand holding the sword!"

Willa looked down, her eyes brightened. The palm of the armored warrior flashed lightly on the **** of the hilt--

A purple card.

In the escape show, purple resources are quite rare, second only to orange and red. Until the middle and late stages of the game, they were important materials to support the team.

The hyacinth show female player's momentum soared instantly, the knight sword pierced the ghost's wrist, the blade and the iron leaf intersected, almost sparking the burst of Mars, but the two changed at the same time.

The armor was intact, and the knight sword in Vera's hands shattered.

The blood-red pupil blinked, and the ghost raised his sword to Willa again--

"Run!" Wu Jin grabbed Willa, who was still angry, and ran away.

Willa ran quite resisted: "... waiting for me to grab its sword, as well as the purple card ..." Then he dug a torch from the wall to return to the blade with his bare hands.

Wu Jin panicked and stopped his teammates. Before the game, he watched a large number of hyacinth show escape videos. Both the red and white roses are legendary Spartans-"the iron gun is just right, I dare to take a step back and count as I lose".

However, the warrior's combat power is no less than A-level trainees, and they have one more weapon than them.

Wu Jin quickly persuaded: "Our opponent is 348 trainees. We cannot consume the early stage on the small BoSS, and we must first find resources to develop."

Vera: "The Purple Card ..."

Wu Jin: "The Purple Card will be ours, wait for us to find the right weapon."

The armored samurai sword has a sharp blade and amazing arm strength. It can not achieve other instructions except for "protection cards". Obviously, the intelligence quotient is not high, and they are quickly left behind by them. Wu Jin took the lead to run out of the dimly lit corridor, and his eyes flew towards him. Gaze around.

"Here." The boy opened the half-covered storage room door, handed his hand to Willa, and turned to the samurai ghost to make a provocative action.

The samurai's pupils were blood-red, chasing Wu Jin's head into the storage room under Willa's eyes, and the room rang, and then Wu Jin fluttered out-Wei stretched out her hand and pulled out the gray love beans , Closed the door fiercely.

The sound of a door knock sounded from the storage room.

It took a long time to return to peace.

Wu Jin wiped her sweat: "It's okay not to open the door. Let's go and find a bookcase. Block the door and don't let other groups **** it."

Vera looked at the love beans picked up in the dust, the trash, and silently turned back to write down the samurai in a small book.

When the two of them finished moving the bookcase, the storage room was silent.

Wu Jin finally glanced at the blocked door and said softly, "Women's armor."

Willa was at a loss: "What!"

Wu Jin: "It was women's armor that attacked us. The armored letter J was stamped on the armor. The workmanship was fine and the craftsmanship was at least after the 17th century. From the end of the Middle Ages, the status of women in Western Europe began to decline, and noble women Marginalized during military activities, the female warrior is quite rare. I guess her identity may be related to the card in her hand. "

Willa nodded and said suddenly: "How many ghosts are there in this Palace of Versailles?"

Wu Jin: "I don't know, I hope as much as possible."

The boy frowned: "After all, we are going to **** cards from ghosts."

Vera looked for a long time, and a smile on her cheek: "Also, the clue of the fifth round of elimination is art, and the armor is also art."

Wu Jin nodded: "Now look for a second card. As for the art collection ... let's try our luck at the King's Suite Painting Gallery."

The teenager looked down at his watch.

349 people.

Someone has been eliminated by a ghost or a player grabbing a weapon. The two no longer delayed, walking up the stairs, holding their breath after opening a wooden door.

The colored marble shines brightly in the afterglow of the dusk. The towering promenade connects the entire king suite. The murals have mottled marks of years. Countless oil paintings are inlaid between the walls and sashes. There are footsteps at the far end Come.

The two silently stepped onto the velvet carpet.

Willa walked ahead, and Wu Jin died. The footsteps drifted away, as if the player on the other side had folded into another room, and the hallway was so quiet that there was only heartbeat breathing.

Willa is very good at the dead end of Ka's sight. After stepping into a shadow, Wu Jin suddenly motioned to stop.

Someone. White roses make simple lips.

The promenade is as quiet as ever. From the perspective of the two cats, you can only see the fading light at the end of the gallery and the old wooden grand piano. Wu Jin narrowed his eyes and did not see the figure for a long time—

where. Wu Jin asked.

piano. Willa moved her lips.

Wu Jin opened her eyes wide, and the light in front of the piano was dim, leaving no one on the bench.

Wu Jin: I didn't see it!

Vera frowned, and was about to speak—

The harsh piano sounded suddenly!

Wu Jin was startled, but the keys seemed to be pressed by a pair of invisible hands, and the 7 keys randomly formed a chaotic harmony. There was a bang not far, and it seemed that some players were scared to step on the wrong stairs. After the chords showed no signs, the slow music flowed out of the speaker. Wu Jin could clearly see the keys floating up and down, but he was invisible to the player.

Just then, a blue card suddenly fell off the top of the curtain.

Willa did not hesitate to pull her leg: "Grab!"

However, the player who just stepped on the air just got closer. She quickly snatched the card into her hand. The sound of the piano quickly attracted many people in the quiet Palace of Versailles, and at the same time rushed out a lot of Player.

Several other similar blue cards were sprinkled by the piano.

Willa was more than ten meters away from the crowd, a jump higher than the grand piano. She was about to jump over the railings and was suddenly pulled by Wu Jin.

On the right corridor, a pair of silver-framed oil paintings and the gap between the walls, a thin dark blue card was inserted, and the texture seemed different from the blue card near the piano.

Wu Jin quickly reached out and pulled the card out, Willa looked anxiously.

Wu Jin was stunned, and her face was blank.

Below the jump layer, around the piano, the players have snatched the cards for seven hundred seventy-eight, and Caesar and Linke are clearly listed.

Caesar bowed her head and was dumbfounded, forcing a big brother into the corner: "Ah, you have no words in that card, I have no words? Come, let us change one, and duel if you don't agree ..."

The big brother smiled bitterly: "I don't have any words--"

A little girl rushed out of the oblique stab to pick up the last card next to the piano. Several people gathered around the grand piano.

Caesar was pleased: "I have typed the word!" Then he hurriedly compacted in front of his teammates: "What is this? Music score?"

"Number of people." On the jump, Wu Jin quickly said: "The trigger condition of the card is the number of people. If there are not enough players who pick up the same card, the card will not be displayed. The piano blue card player is enough, the clue triggers. Oil painting blue The card is only on our hands, so it's still blank. "

Vera stunned: "What shall we do?"

Wu Jin spread his hand: "Flip through the gallery, pull out the blue cards behind all the oil paintings, and give them away."

Under the jump, more players who heard the sound of the piano came, and the melee started immediately. The trainees who picked up the blue card quickly ran away, and soon someone rushed to Wu Jin's team.

"..." This man is Lin Ke, and saw Wu Jin quickly raise his hand: "Witch brother, good evening! Did you eat it! If you didn't eat it next time, then I'm leaving ..."

Wu Jin, who was pulling the second oil painting card, beckoned: "Come, let's change the card."

Lin Ke knew that Wu Jin could not be beaten, and beside him was Willa smiling at his female companion. Lin Ke came face to face with a bitter face: "That line, blue card for blue card, witch brother can't donkey me, just now I saw three people arguing with green card ..."

After changing the piano card and the oil painting card, Wu Jin looked down for a long time and suddenly said, "What do you give me on this card?"

Lin Ke: "Ah? Witch brother, you ask me? Music notation! Isn't it painted on it ..."

Wu Jin spread out the cards and the piano card was blank.

Lin Ke stunned: "This ... I still have ..."

Wu Jin said with a grin and said with a smile: "OK, just a joke, change it back."

"..." Lin Ke had to obediently change it back.

After Lin Ke left, Wu Jin looked at Willa: "The players in the same group can only hold one uncracked card. If the oil painting card is in our hands, the piano card will block the clue for us."

Willa concluded in a low voice: "There are 7 blue cards by the piano and at least two oil painting cards. A group of players can only hold one card ..."

Wu Jin took a deep breath: "A copy of the fifth knockout game." He paused and said, "The fifth copy of the knockout game is different from the past."

"In the first few rounds, players who entered the same map were deemed to have entered the same copy and killed. In this round of competition, those who picked up the same card were deemed to have entered the same copy."

Willa opened her eyes wide.

Wu Jin pointed to the piano: "A copy of the piano, a copy of the painting. And the purple card we locked in the storeroom, a copy of the warrior."

"Difficulty level, the purple card is higher than the blue card, and the blue card is higher than the green card. As Link said just now, there are 3 green card participants and 7 blue cards. Purple card-my guess is that there are at least 10 people.

Willa paused for a long time, and finally cleared up: "Oil painting is a blue card. Once the team that finds the oil painting card reaches 7 groups, the card clue of this card will open."

"The clue to the piano card is a sheet music, an oil painting-at least one painting."

"Considering the difficulty of the copy, the best way to win in the copy of the oil painting card-"

Willa chuckled a smile: "Give the remaining six cards to a team with strength below e, so as not to pose a threat to us."

Vera picked her fingertips very quickly, and quickly took away the second oil painting card pulled out by Wu Jin, and returned a few minutes later: "Here it is."

Wu Jin gave her a thumbs up and continued to work hard as a marmot in the gallery.

Crossson Show Studio.

Ying Xiangxiang Xiaoyingying praised: "It is the first team to break the rules. The operation of Little Witch and Willa is very good."

The blood pigeon also smiled: "Yes, but--"

The director put everything in the camera, which is the painting gallery on the other side of the king's suite.

A flushed little girl stumbled to Wei Yan and said, "Behind the frame ... there seems to be something ..."

The west side of the suite.

Wu Jin pulled out the fifth card and was given away by Willa again.

Before the sixth card was found, the blank board was slightly warm.

They both moved at the same time and looked down at the card.

"The other two were found by other players ..." Willa narrowed her eyes. "... What are they?"

The card is centered, and it appears to be part of an oil painting.

The men with white hair were surrounded by angels, looking up at the gates of the gods among the clouds. The light is flowing from top to bottom, holy and solemn.

Wu Jin looked at it for a long time, and finally shook her head: "Greek myth. Other ... This painting must be in Versailles. Find it first."

Vera learned that she tried to glance at some of the paintings in the card, and helped Wu Jin to find them. The king's suite and the entire wing, wherever there is a wall, are covered by large murals. The paintings of the French court are similar in style and rich in details. It is nearly dark when the two people search the entire promenade.

The entire palace candlestick finally lit up.

Willa smiled bitterly: "I thought we were here for the ball, but I didn't expect to be looking for a painting."

Wu Jin comforted: "At least we are a peace-loving ghost here-the cards are stuck behind the frame without the threat of playing the piano." After adding, "I haven't met us yet."

Suddenly Wu Jin flashed in her mind the white shadow she saw by the window when she parachuted to the ground.

But in the end he left the picture behind.

After finding the wing, the two went to the war promenade again. In the middle, they met Caesar, who sang loudly, Zoe, who carried the sculpture once, and passed a thin fire to the porcelain, once before standing quietly in front of the wall. Like a stone statue of Wei Yan 3 times. A-level and S-level trainees who are unwilling to compromise their combat effectiveness have shown their friendly brotherhood in plastic.

Wu Jin slowly looked out the window. The big brother didn't seem to have landed in the main hall of Versailles. At this point, maybe I can roast myself a rabbit ...

Wu Jin breathed a sigh of relief and got the same card. She was not sure that she would eliminate the boss.

He had a sudden meal and turned to look at Willa: "Just now-what is Wei Yan brother looking at?"

Willa shrugged. "I don't know, staring at the wall."

Wu Jin slowly said, "There are murals on the wall."

Willa froze, and quickly responded: "He is looking for a picture? He is looking for a picture?"

Wu Jin closed her eyes slightly, and her memory flashed back: "3 times when I met Wei, I was watching murals the first two times, and the first time he was watching us-the oil painting gallery behind us."

"His cards are the same as us."

Vera took a breath and chuckled for a long while: "What?"

Wu Jin glanced at the card in his hand: "There is only one way to eliminate Wei Yan. Where have we looked?"

Willa: "The Hall of Mirrors, the Hall of War, the Wing Promenade, and all the places with picture frames have been found-this is the second time here."

Wu Jin exhaled softly.

Neither they nor Wei Yan found any clues on the card, Wu Jin simply broke the topic: "Grand piano just now, I didn't see the ghost of playing the piano ..."

Willa smiled: "The ghost is not on the bench."

Wu Jin froze.

Willa: "The ghost is a 4D projection. It was just dusk, and the light is too bright to see it is normal."

"The ghost is suspended by the grand piano. His hands are not on the keys, but on the case, pressing ..."

When Willa didn't find the word for a long time, Wu Jin immediately connected: "Hold down the wooden vertebra, the wooden vertebra drives the stringer. From the front of the grand piano, the keys will sink, just like an invisible hand is playing the piano-"

Willa nodded with a smile: "After that, there were more players crowded. Someone should have seen him, but everyone paid attention to the pedal, and he slowly floated to the ceiling to start playing cards. This ghost is very interesting. Players pay attention, they have deep knowledge and reputation. "

Wu Jin inquired about the ghost's costume again, knowing: "It is a certain court musician."

Vera: "Yes. The piano card is court music. If you put the card behind the frame, it should be a court artist?"

Wu Jin bowed her head and traced the scene next to the piano in her head again, and suddenly the three words came out: "ceiling."

Willa was dazed: "What?"

Wu Jin said quickly: "The court musician finally floated to the ceiling. We have searched all the galleries, and have never seen the ghost that gave us the blue card. Is it possible that it has been floating in the sky and has not come down."

"And--" Wu Jin suddenly remembered something, pulled out the card again, and swiped her finger across the clouds.

"Cloud, angel. Versailles has not only framed paintings, murals, but also a kind of painting. We haven't looked for it."

Vera squinted at the cloud pointed to Wu Jin, and there seemed to be something in her mind—

She suddenly said, "... Zenith Painting."

Wu Jin took a sigh of relief and took Vera back from the marble courtyard, trying to avoid Wei Yan's sight: "Zenith paintings mostly appear in churches, usually religious subjects. After the reign of Louis XIV, the monarchy was unified. Weakening the status of religion, it is also possible to change Greek mythology in Zenith. Xiangyun, angels and the gates of the gods were originally images suitable for Zenith painting. "

"We went back to the king's suite and started looking."

Vera responded, her eyes gleaming.

Wu Jin even faintly gave birth to an illusion. For this Spartan player, rather than finding clues, she was more eager to "push the copy process", "have a fight", "go back and fight with the female warrior".

The two walked across the promenade in front of the suite. Under the jump, a player was trying to dismantle the piano, which was blocked by Caesar's violence.

The first door opened, and on the scorching sky, Luna was bowing and smiling.

The second door, Apollo, was in the dome.

Wu Jinyifa affirmed: "Luna, Sun God. Card accidents are here without accident-"

The third door.

Wu Jin's eyes widened at last.

A huge dome of nearly 500 square meters covers the entire Hercules Hall, drawing the entire mythical story. Nearly a hundred faces of the Olympus mountains and the gods with holy smiles, the center of the picture is exactly the same as the prompt on the card.

The strong man with a strong body fought bravely, conquered the ancient and primitive forces, sheltered the Greek peoples, was born to death for his friends, and finally rose to the kingdom of God under the guidance of the gods.

"It's Hercules, this picture depicts Hercules, Hercules." Wu Jin's tight shoulders finally relaxed, turning to speak to Willa, only to find her teammate staring at the corner.

Wu Jin looked up, nothing but the mottled dome.

Vera's lips moved slightly: "I saw it, right here-just now, and then suddenly disappeared-"

A touch.

Something follows the corner of the wall.

Wu Jin reached out and patted Willa on the shoulder as a soothing. The female player is half a head shorter than him, and occasionally scared to see ghosts.

"I'll go and see. Not afraid." Gentleman Wu Jin comforted.

Willaton said for a moment, "It-that ghost, is a little different-"

Wu Jin went to the corner and picked up a black leather parchment.

As soon as he dropped his hand, he frowned slightly, the second half of the paper was distorted, and solidified after being soaked with dark brown liquid.

Willa came together.

—— "No one wants to be the chief artist more than him. His desire for honor is stronger than anyone else. He took over the task of Zenith painting, but unfortunately Louis XV cannot be pleased easily."

— "He really did." Hercules Ascension ", 142 characters, he finished with 43 canvases, and affixed them to the dome. Even the deformation of the curved surface was exactly the same as he had expected. "

— "He really became the chief artist of Louis XV."

— "He's dead. Francois Lemoine. He cut 9 times with his sword on his throat and chest."

— "He died in the last painting, the most outstanding one."

Willa suddenly exclaimed.

Wu Jin looked up, her expression suddenly condensed.

The ghost of the long-haired painter does not know when to stand in front of the two, his features are distorted by pain, and his eyes are sad.

Scarred from below the neck, dripping with blood.

"Be careful--" Vera said quickly.

The ghost suddenly stretched out his pale **** hands to Wu Jin!