Chapter 511: The Emergence of Rules

The storm on the sea surface receded, and the sky was cloudless.

The bright sunshine sprinkled on the dark sea surface, illuminating it like black jade, but it could not bring warmth.

The malice of the dead souls was now shrouding the sea surface, and endless resentment turned into haze and permeated it.

On the lonely boat.

The young Wala Wala took the violin from Lindsay.

Her blue eyes looked around, and her young face was immature, but there was no trace of fear.

Her enthusiastic soul burst out with confidence and light:

"Well, no problem!"

"There are not many source substances that can be mobilized, but there is pure music, so you can give it a try!"

The young Wala Wala raised her little hand.

She skillfully supported the violin on her shoulder and pulled the first string.

The soft music sounded, and there was no magical power to stop the whole world at this moment.

The music was just like a breeze at first.

There was a tenacity in the weakness, which could not shake the figures of the dead souls who were rushing in.

Pale ghosts swarmed forward.

They instantly crossed the distance of more than 100 meters, and the sea around the ship was almost full of them.

"..."

Lindsay and Alasong on the ship were ready.

The latter took out the paintbrush, mobilized the source, and was ready to build skills at any time.

The former shifted his attention to the bag.

Lindsay had another way - [Sun Essence].

The brilliant sunflower can absorb and condense the power of the sun, and the condensed essence also has the power of Yangyan.

And these sea undead are undoubtedly yin-attributed.

If [Sun Essence] is detonated, it will definitely cause great damage to them.

The undead approached, with malice.

Lindsay looked at the pale ghosts around him, ready to take action.

But at this moment, the tune played by Wala Wala gradually climbed, gradually getting better, and its melody became more and more fascinating.

The girl did not use any skills.

In the pure music performance, the violin on her shoulder seemed to have life, and the melody it came out also contained the power of music.

Listen carefully.

The beautiful music seemed to be the tenderness in everyone's childhood dreams, and it touched the heartstrings inadvertently.

"..."

"They stopped."

Lost souls recalled the beautiful memories of their lives.

They stopped attacking one after another, and some even slowly disappeared on the sea, as if looking for some kind of final peace.

A song, three to five minutes.

The last gentle note dissipated in the air.

A large number of pale ghosts on the sea also disappeared, and only a few more solid ghosts were still floating on the sea.

But at this moment, their aroused ferocity also disappeared.

Instead, they looked at the ship with a calm and peaceful look.

Seeing this, Wala Wala smiled confidently. She held the violin and bowed to the people around her, as if an actor saluted the audience under the stage:

"Thank you! Thank you for your appreciation!"

Wala Wala's emotions were sincere.

Regardless of whether her audience is dead or alive, she truly expresses respect.

Lindsay on the side took the violin from Walawala.

He carefully activated his skills, looked around at the dead souls, and the corresponding information appeared in front of him.

[Unwilling to be wronged-the dead soul born from the miserable soul is in a calm state at this moment. ]

"..."

"Is this what an artist can do?"

Lindsay sighed in his heart.

Even though Walawala is now petite and does not have the sixth stage of source material as a backing.

But as long as this tempered skill is still in hand.

There is still a chance to do such a miracle.

After the dead souls on the sea were soothed by Walawala's music, the ship continued to sail far away along the water flow and the free wind.

But these remaining dead souls did not disappear completely like their peers.

The pale shadow on the sea surface, like the tail of a comet, was far away on the water flow broken by the ship, like a believer on a pilgrimage.

Lindsay naturally looked back with a vigilant attitude.

Although these dead souls were soothed by music.

But no one can guarantee when they will return to their original dangerous state?

Just a few minutes later, someone on the boat could not sit still.

Walawala admired these dead souls who were moved by her music.

She lay on the top of the boat and waved her little hand back:

"Hey, can you talk?"

"What do you want to do by chasing so far?"

"..."

The appeased dead souls also have normal thinking ability.

They heard Walawala's call and followed closely, and politely did not board the ship, only clustered near the stern.

A hollow and hoarse voice sounded from the dead soul:

"It's dangerous ahead."

"My princess, you'd better not sail in this direction again."

"..."

The opening of the dead soul caused a silence on the boat.

Lindsay and the other two looked at each other, with mixed emotions in their hearts.

On the one hand, this news proved that their route was correct.

But it also directly revealed that there was still danger lurking far away on the sea besides the storm.

Wala Wala asked the undead:

"Can you tell me what the danger is there?"

The undead immediately said:

"It is a deep sea monster."

"The ruler of the world ordered him to guard the central vortex. Anything that approaches the past will be torn apart and swallowed by it."

Valavala opened his eyes wide and looked at Lindsay behind him:

"It's really that vortex!"

"But, torn apart and swallowed... Lindsay, my body won't have been..."

Lindsay shook his head directly, interrupting Valavala's guess:

"Don't worry, you must be alive now."

"Since that guy took so much trouble to bring you here, it must not be to simply kill you."

Valavala asked doubtfully:

"Then what do you think her purpose is?"

"..."

Lindsay was silent for a while.

As an awakener in the 8th stage, he can see through the script and guess the other party's identity, but he can't do anything about the purpose.

Just when Lindsay and Valavala were silent.

Alason next to him had an idea, and he immediately asked Wala Wala:

"Wala Wala, you just advanced to the sixth stage, isn't that right?"

Wala Wala nodded naturally:

"Yes, is there any problem with that?"

Alason began to explain:

"I have traveled to many worlds."

"It may not be very accurate and general, but from a more macro perspective, there are some insights into the memory of awakening skills."

"In the first stage, people come into contact with the source and clarify the path; in the second stage, the source is integrated and the skills are developed; in the third stage, the first real extraordinary skill is completed here; in the fourth stage, it is an in-depth exploration of ability; in the fifth stage, the concept of skills is transformed, so this stage is also called the upgrader."

Alason said a lot of things at once.

When he came to this point, he paused deliberately to express the importance of the following content:

"The sixth stage is the sublimation of concepts and the manifestation of self-rules; the seventh stage is to use self-skills to subvert the laws of the real world and form the original one."

The one-armed painter concluded:

"You were dragged in by the degenerate artist in the sixth stage."

"I think it is because the manifestation of your own rules meets the other party's needs!"