Crown of Silence

Chapter 145 The rainy night danger

Late at night, the sky was covered with dark clouds and there was a hint of thunder.

After the stars and moonlight disappeared, only dim street lights remained in the entire city.

The light rain that started in the early morning did not disappear, but became heavier. Layers of dense rain curtains covered the city, and rainwater filled every corner.

Just uptown, under the street lights.

There was a figure wearing a heavy raincoat sitting on the bench, as calm as stone. Layers of rain fell from his body, dripping into the water, making a tinkling sound.

He seemed to blend into the darkness, becoming more and more inconspicuous as the rain curtain twisted. Perhaps only the faint white air coming out from under the hood could prove that he was still breathing.

I don't know how long it took, but Bai Xi, who was holding an umbrella, came back and threw a bulging leather bag into his arms:

"Nuo, I went to several shops to get what you want."

Ye Qingxuan reached into the leather bag and grabbed two handfuls. Feeling the rough texture like gravel, he nodded with satisfaction, pulled out his hand and washed it in the rain.

Then, little bits of silver light fell from the fingertips in the splash of rain, and poured into the sewer with the water flow.

"How long do you have to wait?"

Bai Xi felt a little troubled.

"Wait until midnight, exactly twelve hours."

Ye Qingxuan said calmly: "The professor's aura extracted from the corpse can only last so long. After this time, it will be ineffective. The professor will disappear into the darkness again, and the House will never find a trace of him again.

If the House really can bear it, then we might as well wait any longer. "

"There's still more than an hour left."

"It's only an hour."

Ye Qingxuan responded calmly, his shoulders under the raincoat shook:

"--coming."

He heard the sound of a carriage in the distance. Late at night, an unmarked carriage drove out from the back door of a villa and galloped down the street.

"Don't raise your head, look at your feet. The inspiration of the musician is very keen, so don't even think about it."

Ye Qingxuan lowered his head and looked at the water pool at his feet. There was a vague reflection in the water pool. A dark carriage came from far away, its wheels ran over the rainwater, splashing a large amount of water, and sped away.

At the moment when they passed by each other, in the heavy rain, there was a blurry water line silently clinging to the carriage carriage. The extremely subtle melody and faint etheric fluctuations were drowned out by the overwhelming sound of rain and water vapor. Covered, no one notices.

Watching the carriage go away, Ye Qingxuan stood up and stretched out his hand towards Bai Xi:

"Let's go, let's follow."

-

In the carriage, Claude felt inexplicably uneasy.

He sat upright in the carriage, and the excellent sound insulation layer blocked out the heavy sound of rain outside the carriage. He lowered his head, closed his eyes and meditated.

In his mind, a starry sky appeared faintly, and the stars moved around, as if reflecting destiny. While communicating with Ether, he felt vaguely uneasy, but he couldn't tell where this weak uneasiness came from.

He subconsciously stroked the bone flute in his hand. The bone flute was as heavy as gold and iron. Although it looks like it is made of bone, the touch is like some kind of extremely hard steel. When you put it in your hands, the coldness spreads, and the chaos in your heart is smoothed away, making it clear.

His entire body entered an extremely quiet and comfortable state where he could unleash all his power at any time, and his slightly wrinkled expression disappeared.

"It's really enviable. This is a famous instrument made based on the drawings left by the legendary craftsman a hundred years ago, the 'Silver Maiden' in the Twelve Zodiac.

The most suitable musician for the Apocalypse faction. As long as he holds the Silver Maiden in hand, he can be in the most perfect state of preparation at any time, able to dispel mental disturbances and influences, without fear or panic... With him, Claude Sir, can your ability increase by at least 50%? "

In the carriage, a faint voice sounded. Claude frowned slightly and opened his eyes. There was a phantom of a robin floating in front of him.

"The Apocalypse School itself is not good at fighting. According to the agreement, I found the traces of the professor for you. But why do I even have to participate in the operation?"

Claude snorted dissatisfiedly: "Can't you even find your men to do the rough work?"

"When it comes to professors, you must be cautious. Besides, the origin of that guy is very mysterious. If you are not careful, he may escape again. It will be even more difficult to find him then."

Robin said calmly: "You are the most suitable candidate. The professor is best at illusions and telepathic arts. With your starry eyes able to see through illusions and eliminate the influence, he has nothing to fear."

"As agreed, I will only be responsible for assisting and observing, and will never get close to the scene. If it fails, I will turn around and leave. Don't think about asking me to sacrifice my life for you."

"This is natural. The life of a musician is precious and cannot be compared with that of a killer. Besides, you have become a royal musician and have a bright future."

Robin glanced at the bone flute in his hand and said calmly: "However, the Silver Maiden itself is a rare and precious instrument. The blueprints and materials are expensive. We have paid so much, but you always have to Guaranteed value for money.”

"I will."

Claude nodded and closed his eyes again to meditate. Before starting, he wanted to ensure that he was in the most perfect condition.

The robin nodded with satisfaction, and the shadow disappeared.

-

Five minutes later the carriage stopped.

The car door opened, and a thin shadow opened an umbrella. It was a pale woman. She was wearing a black robe, covering her graceful body, but her beautiful curves made people linger:

"Mr. Claude? We have been waiting for you for a long time."

She welcomed Claude into an empty house. In the empty house, flames burned in oil drums on the ground, serving as the only source of light.

Just next to the fire, a burly figure with sharp edges caught Claude's eyes. He looked at the scripture tattoos on the old man's face and the ring on his finger. On the ring was a gear skull. Look. It looks rough and fuzzy, and has been weathered by time.

"Chainsaw Friars?"

He murmured in a low voice, and the old man looked up at him, nodded slowly, and pointed to his throat. On his throat, there was a trace of rust with a strange outline. It was as if something was implanted in his flesh and blood, making him unable to make a sound.

Claude remembered something, his eyes trembled, he no longer looked at his throat, and subconsciously moved farther away from him.

He glanced at the silent white-faced woman beside him: "Just you two?"

"And I."

A hoarse voice came from the corner, causing his body to freeze immediately: As a revelation musician who specializes in insight and exploration, there are very few things in this world that can be hidden from his perception, not to mention that he has After breaking through the barrier of knowledge and vision, he awakened his own heart when he resonated with the world, claiming to have the power to see through any ordinary illusion - the eye of star sight!

But in this narrow room, he was completely unaware that there was another person present.

In the shadow of the corner, a man sitting cross-legged opened his mouth and smiled at him, a smile that had no warmth and showed a ferocious smile.

Like a snake, the corners of his mouth opened all the way to his ears, and two slender tongues were vaguely revealed in the split mouth, swallowing like a snake's core.

"You smell very good."

The man murmured to himself, staring at Claude with his animalistic eyes, causing him to take a breath.

"hiss!"

——Black musician!

Only a black musician would, for the sake of strength, break the musician's oath, exchange forbidden knowledge with the evil god, and transform his body to look like a demon.

"Are you... Qingqian?" Claude recognized his face, and a trace of cold sweat broke out on the back of his neck.

Green Teeth, Yellow Foot and Red Eyes, these three brothers are the wanted black musicians since ten years ago. Their most famous deeds are the missing persons case in De'A City.

Half a year after they left that city, the tax official responsible for collecting taxes discovered multiple levels of bones in the basement.

It is said that the forensic scientists at the city hall alone were able to piece together more than 70 complete skeletons, and over the past few years, the number of missing people in the entire city has been several times that number.

In order to complete their transformation experiments, these three brothers brazenly used civilians as test materials, and finally completed the last part of alienation and became the followers of the evil god.

But Claude didn't expect that he was so bold that he secretly entered Avalon.

He took a breath of air and said, "Avalon's Musicians Association monitors the entire city's boundaries at all times. Aren't you afraid of being discovered?"

"Don't worry."

Green Teeth shook his head: "Isn't there a swaggering guy here recently? Since the robin said that you are fine, I will leave it to you to cover him when he takes action."

Claude's hands shook and he forced himself to look away.

In the sight of the Eye of Stars, this guy is wrapped with blood and resentment that are so rich that it cannot be dispelled. If something hadn't blocked the induction of the barrier, I'm afraid that even the slightest approach to the edge of Avalon would trigger an alarm, right?

He finally knew why Mockingbird insisted on letting him come here... just to let him cover up this damn guy's tracks!

Otherwise, if he takes action, not only the barrier, but also the garrison may be alerted!

"It's getting late. We must finish before midnight. Otherwise, if we delay until then, it will be difficult to escape."

The white-faced woman looked at Claude.

Claude forced himself to ignore the eyes chewing in Qingqia's mouth, holding the Silver Maiden in his hand, and regained his composure. With the melody of the bone flute like the whistling of the wind, the ether changes, establishing a spiritual connection for several people.

He played a silent melody, his body trembling slightly, and his face turned pale after a burst of blue and red, as if he had lost too much blood.

But his eyes seemed to light up, reflecting the brilliant starry sky behind the dark sky, which was vast and majestic.

——Heart sound prompts hair!

Heart Sound and Star View Eyes were awakened. In front of those eyes, the material obstruction was nothing more than tissue paper. The walls could only blur the distance of vision. All colors completely disappeared and turned into black and white.

In its place was the brilliant glow of the ether.

That strange vision was shared with the other three people through the spiritual connection. Qingqia whistled, a trace of salivation flashed in his eyes:

The Aether Eye of the Apocalypse faction is such a convenient ability. I wonder if it would still be useful if I took it off and replaced it with one?

"The professor is holed up in Rod Laver's church down the block."

Claude waved his hand, causing the ether to form a reflection of the neighborhood in front of him. The reflection magnified and finally settled on the church. As the silver light changed, the layers of alarm barriers within it were vaguely revealed.

Even though he was hiding in his own hiding place, the professor still did not relax his vigilance.

"I will help you block the Great Barrier of Avalon, but please note that the time is only half an hour. At midnight, the Great Barrier of Avalon will begin to search all the blocks again. If you are discovered by then, I can't help you."

Claude said lightly: "With the help of the Eye of Ether, most alarms will not pose a threat and you can sneak in easily.

I will also crack the professor's illusion and mental interference. You just need to take charge of the action. "

The white-faced woman nodded, walked into the rain with the old man, and disappeared into the darkness.

Qingchi's figure squirmed and disappeared in the smelly wind.

Claude sat in the empty house and focused on shielding them from the scan of the barrier.

Everything went according to plan, but for some reason, he felt more and more uneasy.

-

On this rainy night, a shadow stood quietly on the roof in the distance, staring at their figures walking towards the church.

A flash of lightning suddenly lit up in the clouds, bringing a tragic white light. In a flash, it illuminated his black pupils.

The vengeful evil spirit, Sherlock Holmes, appeared.