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Chapter 284. Harmony (3)

With the support of a massive symphony orchestra of singers, Jiang Jianxin's power surged at an almost leapfrog pace.

"boom----"

Another golden bullet crashed down. Infused with the power of the piano, the bursting golden ball suddenly swelled to half a person's height, blazing like the midday sun.

"Whoosh————"

It drew a golden trail more than ten meters long, sweeping towards the enemy like a comet's tail—the melodious erhu sound extended the range of this attack, making its trajectory even longer; while the solemn sound of the French horn gave it the ability to track and correct, causing the golden light to bend and bite the target.

The moment the golden sphere exploded on the monster's shell, she saw the power of the saxophone transform into a corrosive golden mist that spread rapidly, while the harp unleashed rings of shockwaves that rippled outwards, causing secondary damage.

"Buzz—whoosh—"

The splashing golden light did not dissipate; instead, it split into countless scorching projectiles, cascading down like a shower of flowers—a duet technique of clarinet and oboe, performing destruction with the magnificence of polyphony.

"Ta-da!"

"when--!"

Before the golden light of the live bullets had completely dissipated, the pipa and guzheng plucked their strings in harmony, and two illusory golden bullet shadows condensed again, striking a second time along the path of the previous attack. It was as if the echoes overlapped and there was an ambush from all sides, and the killing intent reappeared.

Jiang Jianxin, perched on his broom, stared blankly at the enormous monster, which, under the influence of all sorts of bizarre and endless amplification, was torn apart, pierced, corroded, and shattered, ultimately turning into a torrent of blood and flesh.

These powerful support characters only need one damage dealer to land the most basic attack, and the rest is all slaughter.

"Woo-la-la-la-buzz-buzz-"

She floated in the dark water, watching as the once deep, dark bottom was quickly dyed crimson.

Although she was all alone underwater, surrounded by the powerful music, she seemed to be fighting alongside hundreds or thousands of singers.

[Are support singers really this amazing?]

Stunned by this feast for both the eyes and ears, Jiang Jianxin asked his intuition in a daze.

Because she came from the cultivation world, her impression of support roles was limited to images of people staying up all night refining pills and distributing medicine before a major battle, and then sitting indoors, too afraid to come out when the battle started. She had absolutely no understanding of this kind of timely support on the battlefield.

[A typical singer wouldn't involve this many instruments.]

"Intuition tells me."

But since you brought your own pipe organ, there will be many more instruments coming in.

To put it bluntly, you've essentially provided them with a team-building opportunity.

Intuition explained in detail:
After all, the pipe organ is an extremely rare instrument for those with exceptional talent; there are probably no more than two people in the entire singing world who can play it.

Jiang Jianxin didn't know much about the singer. When he first heard him say that the instrument he could play was the pipe organ, he felt that it was an unpopular instrument and that it sounded quite novel.

Unexpectedly, the emoticon guy gave me such a big surprise right from the start of the actual battle.

So, if it's a pipe organ, will it attract many other instruments to join in?

Jiang Jianxin asked, seemingly understanding but not quite.

[That could be said. The pipe organ is popular among singers because it supports and solidifies the power of other instruments during performance.] [Two sharp-toned lead instruments might clash, but who wouldn't dislike an accompaniment with a deep, resonant sound that makes them sound brighter and more resonant?]

"I answered intuitively."

Jiang Jianxin understood. Garcia was like a clump of green leaves, so all the flowers were happy to share the stage with him, and he was also happy to have beautiful flowers blooming in his bushes.

From the long flute leading the way to the piano taking center stage, the organ embraced countless instruments until its timbre itself melted into the orchestra, becoming the most harmonious backdrop when each instrument made a grand entrance.

"Buzz—whoosh—"

The monster's flesh was tearing and disintegrating, but the orchestra's ensemble continued unabated.

The cello took over the melody from the flute, its deep, rich sound supporting the entire battlefield.

Jiang Jianxin felt a buzzing sound coming from the bottom of the string, and a light brown shield slowly unfolded around her, blocking all the flying bits of flesh.

This group of supporters, who fight using music, coordinate perfectly and subtly. Some instruments are focused on enhancing her golden bullets, while others remain constantly by her side, providing support at any time.

Previously, the lively melodies of the pipa followed her closely, speeding her up; the gentle sounds of the ocarina also tried to heal her.

However, after realizing that her reaction speed was astonishing—and that she didn't need any treatment at all—the ocarina joined the long flute, merging into the sound stream of the enhanced golden bullet.

With bits of flesh flying everywhere and the deafening music almost swallowing up all other sounds, Jiang Jianxin naturally didn't hear it either—from within that black crack, came once again a sharp, chilling sound of water.

【careful! 】

My intuition suddenly sounded an alarm.

Although there was nothing unusual in her field of vision, her body reacted before she could even think.

The muscles in his arms tensed instantly, and the dark, long staff whistled through the air as it slammed into his front—

"Crash—Bang!!"

A blurry black blade slammed into the staff, the immense impact causing her hand to crack and her wrist bones to crack under the strain.

Before she could even see the attacker's face clearly, the thing suddenly wrapped itself around the black stick like living tentacles, and an unimaginable force pulled her toward the crevice.

"Om——"

The pipe organ, which was originally just a backdrop, suddenly roared, and the heavy chords, like boulders rolling down, made it hard to breathe.

The next moment, a violin with a sharper tone replaced the piano, its strings groaning and the sound waves condensed in the air into a semi-transparent giant hand, trying to pull her back.

But what exists within the cracks moves even faster—faster than sound, faster than light, faster than the limits of all perception.

Jiang Jianxin felt a chill run down his spine.

When I opened my eyes again, the crack behind me had vanished without a trace.

Utter darkness engulfed everything, swallowing up the last ray of light.

The update has been changed to noon. Today is a special case, cough cough, so it's late.