Chapter 1362
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Chapter 1362 Soul Domination Melody
Lin Qiye, wearing a white coat, walked through the hospital corridor and finally stopped in the empty courtyard.
A gentle breeze swept across the lush green grounds, bringing a hint of earthy fragrance. Lin Qiye’s gaze swept around, and apart from a large tree in the center, there were no other figures. He sighed helplessly…
This courtyard had become quite desolate.
He still clearly remembered that Nyx used to set up a rocking chair here to knit in the sunshine; Merlin would slowly stroll around with a thermos of tea with wolfberries in one hand and a health book in the other; Bragi would hold his harp and sing loudly here; Sun Wukong would fight here every day…
Huh?
Fight?
Who did he fight with again?
Lin Qiye scratched his head, looking at the verdant grounds before him, feeling momentarily confused.
It seemed like… he had forgotten something?
Lin Qiye stood still like a sculpture for a long time, racking his brains, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t remember who the other person fighting with Sun Wukong was. His memory seemed to have been forcibly erased, leaving only that blank space.
“Something’s not right, could it be a side effect of [Star Coin]?” Lin Qiye said suspiciously.
Forget it… let’s draw an ability first, then go ask Li Yifei about it later.
Lin Qiye stood in the courtyard as a massive wheel appeared before his eyes, about twice the size of what other patients saw when they were discharged.
This wheel contained abilities from both the God of Music and Poetry, as well as the God of Youth. Looking at it, the wheel was densely packed with options, making Lin Qiye dizzy even before it started spinning.
Who knows which god’s ability he would draw in this final extraction?
“Begin,” Lin Qiye said softly.
As his words fell, the giant ability wheel began to rotate. The pointer drifted over one ability after another, gradually slowing down, and finally stopping on a narrow area.
“Soul Domination Song?” Lin Qiye read the text in surprise.
He raised his palm, and the ability transformed into white light, flowing into his body. A few lines of text appeared before his eyes:
”
Soul Domination Song:
Through rhythmic song chanting, briefly dominate all souls within the range of sound transmission. Listeners with soul strength higher than the chanter are immune. Domination time is related to the dominated person’s soul strength and emotional state.
”
The explanation of the ability wasn’t complicated. Simply put, it was controlling souls through song chanting.
The weaker the soul hearing the song and the more unstable their emotions, the longer the domination would last. Those with soul strength above Lin Qiye’s could directly immunize themselves.
“This ability… why does it feel so familiar?” Lin Qiye thought for a moment, then his eyes lit up!
“[Tyrant’s Rage]?”
The function of [Tyrant’s Rage] was to use one’s kingly pressure to greatly reduce the willpower, fighting strength, and rationality of non-friendly units whose levels were lower than one’s own, while increasing their fear. However, this ability was similar to intimidation, mostly only useful for scaring ordinary people, and almost useless in actual combat, seeming quite inadequate compared to other abilities.
And the [Soul Domination Song] he just drew had a sustained effect related to the dominated person’s emotions.
If he first used [Tyrant’s Rage] to induce fear, and then used [Soul Domination Song] to dominate the soul… wouldn’t the effect be doubled?
At that point, even when facing opponents with soul strength close to his own, it might produce remarkable results!
Although this ability wasn’t particularly overpowered, Lin Qiye was very satisfied. He decided to find an unfortunate soul in the hospital to test the effect of his new ability.
“Azhu, Azhu! Come here, come.”
Just then, Lin Qiye saw Azhu in the distant corridor, carrying a large basin of clothes, hurriedly heading to the laundry room. He waved at him.
Seeing this, Azhu came over with the basin of clothes and asked curiously.
“Director, is there something you need?”
“Put down the basin.”
“…Oh.” Azhu obediently put down the basin.
“Bring your face closer.”
“What?” Azhu was startled and quickly said, “Director, I… this… this isn’t appropriate, is it?”
Lin Qiye looked at him helplessly, directly grabbed his shoulders, brought his ear close, and prepared to use [Soul Domination Song].
The effect of this ability was still unknown, and it wasn’t clear if there would be any side effects after the domination ended, so he could only experiment on a small scale, trying not to let others hear.
But just as Lin Qiye was about to speak, he froze…
The activation condition for [Soul Domination Song] was “rhythmic song chanting,” without specifying what kind of song… He definitely didn’t know Western poetry, and wasn’t sure if modern pop songs would work?
The problem was that Lin Qiye had never been interested in music since childhood, had heard very few songs, and was tone-deaf. During elementary school choir performances, the music teacher would always mute him and have him lip-sync…
“Dir-Director…” Azhu felt Lin Qiye’s heavy breathing by his ear, his face turning purple, and tremblingly probed,
“I, I’m still a child…”
“Don’t talk nonsense.”
Lin Qiye took a deep breath, cast aside distracting thoughts, and reluctantly sang softly by Azhu’s ear a lyric he often heard on the streets recently:
“Love you walking alone in dark alleys?”
Azhu was stunned.
“Director, what did you say?”
He turned his head to see Lin Qiye’s extremely serious expression, who then sang another line:
“Love your unyielding appearance?”
Azhu: ???
“Director, I… I really am still a child!” After hearing “love you” twice in a row, Azhu was almost scared to tears. “Maybe, maybe wait two more years?”
Lin Qiye looked suspiciously at the nearly collapsing Azhu, who showed no signs of soul domination, and frowned.
How could this be…
Could it be that I sang off-key?
Lin Qiye scratched his head, desperately thinking of lyrics he might be able to sing completely without going off-key. After a long time, he tentatively spoke again:
“The big windmill turns creaking round and round?”
As Lin Qiye’s voice sounded, Azhu, who was about to cry, suddenly froze.
His eyes gradually became unfocused, as if some magic had quietly stolen his soul. Like a puppet standing there, following Lin Qiye’s will, he slowly raised both hands as if surrendering.
It worked!
Lin Qiye’s eyes lit up.
In his perception, Azhu’s soul suddenly became clearly visible, with invisible threads entangling in Lin Qiye’s mind. As long as he gave a command, Azhu would immediately respond.
Under Lin Qiye’s control, Azhu’s limbs began to sway in a very uncoordinated manner, as if dancing, or like a drowning person frantically splashing water to save himself.
Lin Qiye’s smile grew increasingly thick as he familiarized himself with how to dominate Azhu’s soul, his sneaky singing echoing in the courtyard:
“The scenery here is so beautiful~ The sky is beautiful~ The ground is beautiful~ And there are happy little friends together…”
