Crown of Silence

Chapter 150: Horn of Divine Might

In the sky, when Claude looked down at the two people on the roof in the distance, a trace of malice appeared on his ferocious expression.

It seemed that he had noticed Ye Qingxuan's resistance, but he couldn't help but look contemptuous: a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

He awakened the music in the bone flute again and played the melody!

In an instant, it was like the roar of a bronze elephant and the roar of a lion.

It was a mighty and huge roar!

It was like hundreds of horns were blown in an instant, and in the magnificent melody that was like a landslide, the ether gathered from all directions, surging like a tide, and the rainbow light was turbulent.

That terrifying melody hit the eardrum, deafening, causing the rain to roll back, turning into water vapor and flying into the sky...

The rainstorm was actually contained under the deterrence of that melody.

This is natural.

"Horn of Divine Might": It was a piece of music created by saints to praise the gods in the era of religious art for hundreds of years. What is being praised is the mighty power that emerges when the divine power operates on the earth!

——After a while, I will once again shake the heaven, earth, sea and dry land, and I will shake all nations!

It was an extremely majestic roar, which brewed an explosive vibration from a point of nothingness, forcibly subdued all things, and made them turbulent with itself.

Wherever its power passed, all things would be shattered into dust in the frenzy of vibration!

The next moment, the sound of the horn burst out!

A fine ripple rose out of thin air and spread out from Claude's fingertips!

The riot of ether swept forward, instantly shattering large areas of rain into thick water vapor, forming a thick fog.

The cone-shaped ripples spread silently towards Ye Qingxuan.

Wherever the ripples passed, the wall trembled and turned into dust, the water vapor trembled and evaporated into nothingness, and the dust trembled and shattered.

Even the air was about to explode, making a sharp sound of broken glass. On that cone-shaped collapse trajectory, everything collapsed into sand.

The pale mist was surging, and destruction was coming.

In the sky, Claude grinned, concentrating on controlling the ripples of destruction, surrounding the two damn bugs, and then closing them little by little, tearing them into pulverized mud!

In this way, the professor's final arrangement was completely failed! Like a frightened bird, he could also find a trace of psychological comfort, dancing wildly because of his wonderful counterattack against the professor.

But for some reason, a sense of guilt rose in his heart.

He survived, but his teammates might all die in the hands of the professor... Even the monster Qingchi might find it difficult to fight against the professor, right?

When they needed him the most, he did nothing! This kind of guilt and humiliation rose and fell, and it swelled uncontrollably.

When he realized it, he had already fallen into it involuntarily, and even the control of the Divine Horn unconsciously had loopholes.

In the sound of rain, there was a wailing melody, like the roar of the dead in his ears!

I don't know when, the dark melody has penetrated into his heart.

That melody is like mercury that can penetrate everywhere. In his chaotic emotions, from fear to excitement, it has quietly lurked into his heart, and then aroused the chaos in his heart bit by bit.

In that manic and desperate melody, the darkness in the soul was awakened, and he fell deeply into confusion and pain.

If he was still a revelation musician of the resonance level, and knew all the changes in the ether, he would definitely not ignore this venomous snake that sneaked into his heart.

But his heart sound has been completely defeated, and his heart defense is full of loopholes. In the ups and downs of emotions, I don't know how many gaps are left...

Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!

In mid-air, Claude's eyes struggled, the remaining starlight silently extinguished, and his expression kept changing, sometimes innocent, sometimes hideous, and sometimes laughing wildly.

He had already fallen deeply into the dark side of his soul.

It was like he was about to be drowned in a dark river.

Pain, loneliness, and... despair!

Just when he was about to collapse, the Silver Maiden exuded a chill that shook his mind and made him stay awake with difficulty.

What was going on?

He looked around in astonishment, only to find that when he lost consciousness, the power of the Divine Horn had dissipated.

The rainstorm fell from the sky again, dispersing the thick mist and vaguely revealing the dark figure.

He was staring at himself quietly, and when he noticed that he had come to his senses, he smiled mockingly.

In an instant, the wailing melody in the rain suddenly rose, from a whisper in his ear to the roar of a desperate soul.

The rain was disturbing wildly, going crazy!

In the air, he could hardly maintain his balance.

The field of the blizzard shook violently and was about to dissipate.

There was an invisible force fighting for his body. That dark melody had penetrated into his body, trying to shake his will and make him fall to the ground!

In an instant, his ecstatic heart fell into the abyss.

He finally realized.

Black musician!

It was another black musician!

The person who attacked him was just a cover. There was a black musician hidden among the two rhythm-level musicians...

A black musician who didn't care about the Avalon Great Barrier at all and dared to attack openly!

But why? Why did the barrier have no reaction to such a desperate and crazy melody? ! What did that guy get from the evil god that could even block the induction of the great barrier!

His eyes were panicked and desperate, and he couldn't figure out what was going on!

He couldn't delay any longer, he had to leave here...

He drove the wind and snow without thinking, wanting to escape from this damn place. After all, this is Avalon. As long as he escaped, he would not dare to catch up...

No black musician dared to rise to the sky in the capital. No matter how the barrier was blocked, the black musician who dared to rise to the sky would definitely trigger the highest level of alarm. At that time, the Knights of the Round Table would kill him without leaving any residue!

That's right, only in this way...

He increased his speed, and his body flew away with the strong wind.

He didn't see that after he turned his head, the cold black shadow twitched instantly and almost fell to the ground.

In the pouring rain, the exhausted young man stared at his receding figure and shook his head slowly: I wasted so much effort, how could I let you run away?

"The weather tonight is really good."

He smiled and raised his cane. On the cane, the Eye of Indra reflected the crazy lightning in the black cloud:

"——Don't let the three realms turn into ashes!"

It was like pressing a fatal switch.

In an instant, the clouds shook, and the dazzling light lit up, as if there was a furious flame burning behind the black paper.

For a moment, the black cloud was illuminated by the blazing flash.

Between heaven and earth, there was a pale white!

It was as if the gods above the clouds were angry, so the three realms and six paths were all shaking, and the drum sound that made everything annihilate was glowing!

In the mighty thunder, a piercing lightning that tore through the eyes tore through the clouds and fell from the sky!

Even if you block it with your palm, your pupils are also stung by the hot light that penetrates the flesh and blood.

The furious lightning of Thunder Emperor Indra was like a hammer, completely tearing apart the blizzard's domain, and piercing through several shields and alchemical armors for self-defense, and finally poured into Claude's body.

In the countless wandering lightning, Claude screamed, his whole body was burned to black, and fell to the ground.

Bang!

He fell into the mud.

On the roof, Ye Qingxuan, who had lost too much blood again, felt dizzy and almost fell down the stairs. Fortunately, Bai Xi quickly grabbed him and poured him a tube of healing potion.

"Hurry up, there are still big fish to catch later. That guy is just a small fish."

Soon, Ye Qingxuan forced himself to cheer up, looked down at the dimming Eye of Indra in his hand, and sighed softly:

"But, this thing is really powerful."

If an ordinary person used this thing, I'm afraid it would be completely drained the first time. Even though Ye Qingxuan had dragon blood, he almost lost too much blood and fell into a coma.

However, its power was definitely worth its price!

On such a rainy day, the Eye of Indra could trigger lightning in the clouds at any time. Just like a resonance-level musician using the power of the world, the Eye of Indra consumed the same amount of blood, but its power almost skyrocketed dozens of times.

This was his reliance.

With it in hand, Ye Qingxuan was sure to win even if he faced a third-level musician head-on.

What's more, the opponent was a guy like Claude who was not only knocked down from the resonance level, but also seriously injured and could only rely on musical instruments to show off his power?

Everything went as planned.

First, he used cold arrows to attract him, and then deliberately led him to discover his location, so that he would relax his vigilance because of the two rhythm levels and walk out of the house.

From the moment he rushed into the sky with a wild laugh, this battle was destined to be Ye Qingxuan's victory.

——

The originally empty house was in a mess.

After the blizzard, everything turned into ice. Under the impact of the aftermath of the violent thunder plow, everything turned into ashes.

That was the furious fire of Thunder Emperor Indra. Wherever it passed, everything would be shattered!

Claude was dragged into the house by Ye Qingxuan and thrown on the ground.

At that moment, the thunderstorm penetrated the blizzard field and fell on him. All the alchemical items were burned to collapse at that moment.

Ye Qingxuan's estimation was slightly wrong. The power was still too great. It was just a little bit away from completely destroying this guy's body and soul and burning him to ashes in the thunderstorm.

Even so, he was already dying.

Fortunately, the musician had been in contact with the ether for a long time. After years of penetration and enhancement, his bones and muscles would be continuously strengthened. What's more, after the musician resonated with the world, his physical fitness would soar again, and his vitality would be comparable to that of cockroaches.

Otherwise, Ye Qingxuan would really go crazy: Isn't it just to keep him alive after spending so much effort?

Just after a tube of healing potion was poured into his mouth to keep him alive, Claude uttered a painful cry and spit out black blood again.

"Who is it..."

He opened his eyes with difficulty, full of confusion and resentment: "Who is it!"

"Oh, you can still talk! That's great."

A foot stepped on him, and the black shadow smiled apologetically: "Sorry, I didn't use this trick for the first time. Besides, you are so powerful, what if I can't kill you and you come back?"

"Who is there?"

Claude's face was pale, and he tried hard to see the man's appearance clearly, but it was blurry.

"Can't you see clearly?"

The young man leaned forward with his cane and took off his deerstalker hat politely: "Hello again, Mr. Claude, the Royal Musician."

"It's you!"

When he finally saw the smiling face, Claude was completely engulfed by fear. He still remembered the young man who was timid and confused during the day, but now the smiling face was full of weirdness that made him shudder.

He tried hard to make a sound, but could only cough violently:

"Who are you?!"

"I almost forgot that I haven't introduced myself yet. You can call me Holmes. The Evil Spirit of Vengeance: Sherlock Holmes."

The young man grinned:

"--Yes, I am the black musician who has been a little famous recently."