In the secret chamber on the top floor of the Martyr's Palace, there was a huge timer hanging on the wall. The numbers on it showed that Nicai had been trapped in the Demon Palace for nine hours and forty-seven minutes. As time passed, Nicai's situation would become more and more dangerous.
More and more warriors rushed into the secret room, and the staff handed them the earphones and recording crystals that had been prepared in advance. Then, these warriors with high magic bloodlines would sit down, close their eyes, or spin the pen in their hands, and think deeply. There were even some who directly lay down on the sofa, relaxed, and looked up at the ceiling.
When Xia Fan entered the secret chamber, Calvinson immediately beckoned him to come to his side and personally handed him the crystal and earphones.
"You have six-star potential and the highest demon bloodline, which only appears once every fifty years. The situation is critical, so I hope you can help us," Calvinson said.
Xia Fan weighed the crystal in his hand and frowned. "Of course I want to help, but I don't know anything about the demonic sound. I've only heard it a few times in the awakening class."
"You don't need to know." Calvinson pressed on Xia Fan's shoulder. "The demonic sound that stores information is completely different from the demonic sound you heard in the awakening class. No one can explain the specific principle behind it. If you can thoroughly study the demonic sound, we won't have to worry about it anymore.
"You only need to remember one thing. If an image is formed in your brain, that is a sign that you have accepted and understood the demonic sound. The image is the map of the Demon Palace, which paths can be taken, which paths cannot be taken, and where are the traps. These important information are all contained in the demonic sound. Whoever can understand the demonic sound will be able to help Nicai escape from his predicament."
"Other than that, there's nothing else I can teach you. Try your best."
Xia Fan nodded. "Can I go to the balcony? The room seems a bit stuffy. "
Calvinson shook his head. "No, the doors and windows are all sealed to prevent the demonic sound from causing mental confusion and people jumping off the balcony."
"The medical team is already in place. If you feel uncomfortable, call for help immediately. Contact with the demonic sound is very dangerous, and it's easy to go berserk. These experienced warriors are fine, but a newbie like you who just arrived in Hidden Demon City must be careful."
Decoding the Demonic Sound seemed to be quite dangerous …
Xia Fan muttered in his heart. He walked into the room and found a corner against the wall. He sat on a leather sofa with an armrest. There were drinks and food on the coffee table next to him. Perhaps it was to prevent people from hurting themselves during Qi Deviation, the cutlery used to hold the drinks and food was made of a plastic-like material.
"It's up to you. As a demon dragon, you should be able to understand the voice, right?" Xia Fan said to Sedrolai in his mind.
"To be honest, I quite like the girl called Nicai, but I can't help you," Sederole said.
"What the hell? If you can't even understand the demonic voice, what kind of demonic dragon are you? Is it a disguise? "Xia Fan complained.
"Why would I lie to you? Even though I'm a Demon Dragon, I'm an Ancient Demon. I'm Halicaian's enemy. "
"This is like a war between two countries. What would happen if the other party managed to steal their communication codes? That's why our voice is completely different from Harikain's. "
Xia Fan was a little disappointed. The demonic voice was different from a language. It was a form of consciousness. Even the most advanced translation chip could not decipher it.
He put on the earphones and heard a sound that sounded like a gust of wind. It sounded like a Category 17 hurricane was raging in the Gobi Desert, blowing sand and dust into the distance.
What kind of voice could make such a strange sound?
Xia Fan looked around. Everyone's faces were solemn. Le Jiajia was wearing earphones and drawing a map on a piece of white paper at high speed. It looked like a maze. She must have sensed the demonic sound. But soon, she denied her judgment. She crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it into the trash can.
Dongfang He and Jia Yuntian looked gloomy. It was obvious that they were more nervous than anyone else. Jia Yuntian's expressionless face was tense, as if everyone owed him money. Dongfang He closed his eyes and looked like a statue. He covered his forehead with one hand and breathed heavily. He did not look like he was thinking, but more like he was fighting a war with his life on the line.
The instructors and the more experienced warriors were discussing in hushed voices. They were very talented, and each of them could obtain some fragmented information from the demonic sound. However, it was a pity that the level of their comprehension was still a little low. It was like looking at a leopard through a tube.
Xia Fan closed his eyes and tried to listen to the chaotic sounds. After all, he was not a cold-blooded animal. He had a good impression of Ni Chai, so he had to give it a try. Although Ni Chai was not related to Xia Fan in any way, seeing a goddess level beauty about to die, any man with a normal physiology would not be able to bear to do so.
"You're too nervous." Sedrolai said, "The demonic voice needs to be understood. The voice is only the surface. What's really important is the consciousness behind the voice. Once the consciousness is connected, everything will become clear."
Xia Fan relaxed after hearing Sedrolai's words. The demonic voice was harsh at first, but after a while, he got used to it. It was like having a naughty son who caused trouble every day. One day, when the son went to kindergarten and the house suddenly became quiet, he would feel strange, as if something was missing. Then, he would start to miss the naughty boy again. Xia Fan was relieved after hearing Sedrolai's words.
After a long time, Xia Fan felt sleepy. He had long gotten used to the chaotic demonic voice. It became a lullaby before sleep, which he ignored. Suddenly, he saw light.
Huh?
Xia Fan was surprised. He found himself at the entrance of a long tunnel. Outside the tunnel, there were countless statues of people. They all had solemn expressions on their faces, and on their backs were long swords made from the vertebrae of wild beasts. They looked like a group of death warriors, looking into the distance.
Xia Fan raised his hand. "I think I saw something!"
Silence reigned in the secret chamber. Countless pairs of eyes looked at Xia Fan. When they saw that it was the young man who had just entered the city not long ago, they looked regretful. Some sighed, while others seemed to be complaining that Xia Fan's sudden voice had disturbed their understanding of the Demonic Sound.
"What the hell? The demonic voice can bring about illusions, but we have to distinguish whether the illusions are real or not. "
"He's too young. Actually, everyone can see something from the demonic voice. But if it's just fragmented patterns and details, it can't be considered understanding. Making a fuss like this will only disturb the progress of others."
The old people complained. Xia Fan's mentor, Tu Lan, was also there. He seemed a little embarrassed. He quickly took off his headphones and walked to Xia Fan. He lowered his voice and said, "Lower your voice. We're all looking at you. Tell me, what did you see?"
"There are many human statues. There are white bone swords on their backs. They're weapons made of beast vertebrae. There's also a long corridor, but I don't know where it leads to." Xia Fan said with his eyes closed. He didn't dare to open them. He was afraid that he would lose everything if he opened his eyes.
"Pfft!"
Tu Lan almost vomited blood. Like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, he jumped up and almost landed on the coffee table next to Xia Fan.
"It's the Bone Army!"
"Did he really go in?"
"Impossible. He's only been in Hidden Demon City for a few days. How can he understand the demonic voice?"
Xia Fan's description set off a storm in the secret room. Almost everyone stood up. Dongfang He and Jia Yuntian ran toward Tu Lan excitedly.
"Did you tell Xia Fan about the Bone Army?" Tu Lan asked Calvinson.
Calvinson shook his head. "No. Xia Fan's demonic blood is pure, but he lacks experience. The reason why I called him here was to let him give it a try. I didn't expect him to understand the demonic voice."
Tu Lan said, "But he saw the Bone Army. There are many statues of the Bone Army in the place where Nicai is trapped. There's also that long corridor."
"Don't worry. I'll ask him for more details," Calvinson said calmly.
The direction of the water, the huge shaft, the position of the Bone Army statues …
Without a doubt, Xia Fan had read the information in the demonic voice. His consciousness seemed to be in the mysterious demonic palace.
"We did it! We did it! "
"Inform Godia immediately!"
"Do we need the governor of Godia to talk to Xia Fan?"
"No, let Xia Fan talk to Nicai directly! Now! "
In the secret room, everyone was excited. The staff nervously contacted North Sea. Then, they used the communication crystal to establish a channel between Xia Fan and Nicai.
He felt two hands on his shoulders. One hand was hot and trembling. The other was steady and cold.
"Save Nicai. You must save Nicai! I, Dongfang He, swear to the heavens that I will repay you in the future. Whatever you want, I will give it to you! "
Dongfang He's voice rang in his ears. Xia Fan didn't dare to open his eyes, but he guessed that Dongfang He must be very excited at the moment. The hand that was burning because of the boiling blood was obviously his.
"Whether it succeeds or not, I owe you a favor."
The voice came from Jia Yuntian. Cold Face Jia was indeed calm. Whether it succeeded or not, he would owe Xia Fan a favor. Obviously, he had thought it through.
"Connection successful!"
"You can start talking now!" At this time, the staff shouted.
"Phew!"
Xia Fan let out a long breath. Thinking that he was the only one who could take Nicai away safely, he was quite nervous.
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