Mozart Is Very Tough
"A foolish decision."
Antonio looked at the determined faces of the group and understood that Mozart would never willingly accept his own demise. If he wouldn't cooperate, then he simply had to be eliminated.
A perfect orchestra had no need for musicians who didn't follow the conductor's lead.
"Da-da!"
Antonio swung the long cross-shaped sword in his hand as if it were a conductor's baton.
A magnificent piece of music suddenly erupted! In an instant, Mo Shuying and the others felt pressure pressing in from all directions!
"Watch out!"
Mo Shuying immediately waved his hand, and golden light appeared around him. Chains of Heaven shot out, forming a defensive barrier.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!"
The next second, various invisible attacks landed on Chains of Heaven, causing the chains to clang loudly.
"Go!"
After blocking a wave of attacks, Mo Shuying pushed Chains of Heaven forward, and it immediately rushed towards Antonio.
"Buzz!"
Antonio swung his long sword again, and a low sound wave formed a heavy blow that knocked Chains of Heaven away. It slammed into Mash's shield before finally being stopped.
Mo Shuying frowned and retracted Chains of Heaven. The opponent had no Divinity, which greatly weakened Chains of Heaven's effectiveness.
"Be careful. He's like Mozart; he can attack with sound."
Mash, who had personally experienced the attack, whispered a reminder.
"It's music."
Mozart emphasized.
"..."
Everyone looked at Mozart, who then froze for a moment.
"Why are you looking at me?"
Marie shook her head helplessly.
"It's no use. When it comes to certain things, you just won't understand Amadeus's stubbornness."
"..."
Mo Shuying glanced at Marie and Mozart. Although he understood that Marie was talking about Mozart's dedication to music, Mo Shuying, with his inner pervert, couldn't help but let his thoughts wander.
"You have absolutely no respect for the performance!"
Antonio looked at the group, who were still distracted and discussing amongst themselves, the anger in his voice no longer containable.
A low growl!
Red blood aura erupted from Antonio's body. Within a few breaths, the surroundings were dyed crimson.
"Feel this ultimate sound!"
"Da-da!"
Antonio raised his hand and swung his long sword. As a piece of music drifted through the air, the red blood aura around him rapidly condensed into figures—terrifying, distorted figures!
"These are!"
Jeanne d'Arc gasped, covering her mouth, her eyes full of disbelief.
These grotesque figures wore French attire. There were men and women, old and young, and all their expressions were distorted and pained, clearly having suffered terrible torture before death.
"Unforgivable!!"
Jeanne d'Arc forcefully plunged her flag into the ground. Golden light continuously spread from her body, and everyone else immediately felt their strength rapidly increasing.
After Jeanne d'Arc Alter disappeared, Jeanne d'Arc's power began to recover, gradually resembling a Ruler.
"Antonio! In the name of the Lord! I deliver judgment upon you!"
Jeanne d'Arc raised her flag and thrust it towards Antonio. A golden light shot out, and countless blood-red wraiths rushed forward, blocking the golden light with their bodies. Although a dozen wraiths were pierced by the golden light, the golden light eventually lost its power.
"You!"
Seeing this situation, Jeanne d'Arc suddenly felt constrained, because the wraiths pierced by the golden light let out painful wails, which stirred her compassion.
"What? Not attacking anymore? These wraiths are my loyal audience. You can't touch me unless you eliminate all of them."
Antonio's voice held a hint of mockery. He was surrounded by countless blood-red wraiths, and a sea of blood seemed to surge around him.
Jeanne d'Arc gritted her teeth. She didn't want to harm the wraiths of the French people; it would make her feel guilty. However, others didn't care about that.
"Now's not the time to overthink things."
Mo Shuying stepped forward, golden light surging around him. Beams of golden light shot towards Antonio!
"Boom, boom, boom, boom!"
Facing Mo Shuying's Noble Phantasm projection, the blood-red "ocean" around Antonio began to move.
The "ocean" immediately erupted in blood-red tsunamis, wave after wave sweeping away the Noble Phantasms. Though there would be many casualties, the souls were no longer in control; they could only continue to throw themselves into death, even after dying.
"How awful!"
Mo Shuying saw the "waves" devour the Noble Phantasms and surge towards him. A golden light flashed in his hand, and a vajra appeared. This was one of the more advanced Noble Phantasms from the Gate of Babylon, named Indra's Lightning.
"Indra's Might! Demon-Subduing Lightning!"
*"Boom!"*
This vajra contained powerful lightning. In the hands of Gilgamesh of another Class, it was one of his favorite staffs. Now, Mo Shuying took it out, infused it with Mana, and instantly!
*"Boom!!"*
Demon-Subduing Lightning surged forth! It fell into the blood-red "ocean," directly evaporating large sections of it.
Lightning was the bane of evil spirits. These souls were purified by the Demon-Subduing Lightning, and their attacks were blocked, but this didn't make them retreat. Instead, they pressed forward even more.
"No!"
Jeanne d'Arc couldn't bear to watch this scene. She wanted to stop Mo Shuying but was held back by Little Director.
Little Director frowned and spoke.
"This is the best outcome. They are already dead. Being enslaved by Antonio would only bring them more pain. Sometimes, perishing is a form of release."
Little Director touched her chest, a self-deprecating smile on her lips.
It sounded good, but she was no different herself. It was just that she was luckier than these souls.
Jeanne d'Arc was a little lost in thought after hearing Little Director's words. She understood, she understood everything, but she didn't want to face it.
"Enough!"
Antonio was also struggling to tolerate it. Feeling the drastic reduction in the number of souls, Antonio frowned slightly and let out a low growl! Suddenly, shadowy specters holding long spears emerged from among the souls. They aimed at Mo Shuying and pulled their triggers. Mo Shuying was instantly engulfed by a dense hail of bullets.
"Go!"
Facing the gunfire, Mo Shuying showed no panic. He reached out and threw Indra's Lightning. Indra's Lightning emitted lightning as it crashed into the blood-red "ocean," then suddenly unleashed dazzling, wild lightning!
As for the bullet hail, it landed on Mo Shuying without causing him any pain or discomfort. Mo Shuying took a step into the air and charged towards Antonio, his fists glowing with purple-green light. He raised his hand and threw a punch!
*"Boom!"*
A punch force burst from Mo Shuying's fist, like a cannonball landing on a pile of specters.
*"Bang!"*
A large number of specters disintegrated under this punch. The punch, imbued with Siphoning Strike, was extremely effective against these spiritual beings, directly clearing a path in front of Mo Shuying!
Immediately after, Mo Shuying switched his Class Card! Manni Possessed!
"Divine Arm!"
Upon switching to the Manni card, Mo Shuying's right arm suddenly transformed into a giant's hand! Then, he pulled back his fist to gather power, aiming at Antonio in the "blood-red ocean"!
"Intentional Blast Punch!!"
*"Boom!!"*
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