Crown of Silence

Chapter 170 Chapter 163 Blood Sacrifice Begins

In the dark night sky, the clouds were illuminated by the color of the flames, as red as blood.

In the scorching wind, the ashes flew and rose to the sky, and the scattered fire powder flickered in the air and disappeared without a trace, like the stars of the flames slowly rising.

The fire has burned to its climax.

On the streets, the fighting has entered a white-hot stage.

In the fights and counterattacks in every corner, everyone's ears are full of roars and wails.

There is a cold and mysterious atmosphere floating in the air, but that atmosphere is covered by the scorching flames. The faint laughter and chanting lingering in everyone's ears are replaced by roars and screams, becoming inaudible.

In the layers of bricks and stones, hundreds of meters underground, the magnificent and hoarse chanting rolls like thunder.

This is the central agency. The final laboratory.

The roaring chants and music echoed in this perfectly circular square, rolling between the walls, rushing into the darkness of the dome, and spreading in all directions.

Burning mercury flowed in the gaps between the bricks and stones, forming mysterious notes and movements, which changed and twisted rapidly, like a suffocated snake.

"God's grace is so sweet! We sinners are forgiven. I was lost in the past, but now I am on the right path. I was blind, but now I can see again..."

Just above those patterns, dozens of musicians wearing blood-red robes occupied the resonant eyes, connected their minds and chanted the fallen hymns enthusiastically.

In the fanatical chanting, their eyes rolled back, and their minds seemed to burn with the fanatical singing, immersed in this seemingly endless chanting.

Obviously, it was a hymn and melody with sacred meaning, but at this moment, it showed an indescribable madness and hideousness.

The etheric waves like tides rippled from their bodies, turning into a red light that seemed to come from purgatory.

There were bursts of hissing and roaring in the void, as if the gates of hell were about to open, and the kingdom of demons was about to descend!

This was originally one of the twenty hymns in the "Calyxtinus File", a book handed down by the saints of previous generations, and a treasure passed down from generation to generation by a faction in the church.

Later, in the war in the dark world, it was usurped by the apostles of the evil god, and with the power of the Hundred Eyes, the twenty hymns to the gods were all tainted into evil hymns!

And in the fanatical singing, the color of blood continued to flow from the void.

It was an immeasurable scarlet, and the gurgling streams gathered from all directions, turning into rivers, and the rivers surged and gathered into tides.

The blood-colored tide covered the dome, the earth, and everyone's breath, overlapping to form a scene of raging oceans.

That was the blood that had been extracted and purified countless times, the life source squeezed out from countless lives!

The blood color like the tide was surging in the air, faintly interweaving into a huge vortex.

Around the vortex, it seemed as if the space was distorted.

And in the center of the vortex, there was a deep and invisible darkness!

"Red Eyes, the blood road is about to open, speed up!"

Just outside the blood array, the masked robin issued an order. He looked at the light brewing in the blood with fanatical eyes.

In the center of the blood array, the black musician with red eyes swallowed this immeasurable life force, and the fanatical praise in his mouth became more hoarse and sharp.

The vortex trembled violently.

It's almost there.

It's almost there!

The blood road is about to open!

The robin laughed softly, and his figure melted into the darkness.

——

Boom!

In the burning lower city, in the sky, a thunder suddenly burst out from the dark clouds. This is a celestial phenomenon caused by the flow of a huge amount of ether, but it is like the gods above the clouds are angry and roaring.

A blazing electric light fell from the sky, like a long whip whipping the spire of the Tower Bridge, shocking a group of mounted police officers to pale faces.

After the thunder, the sound of the sea tide outside the city disappeared strangely, but the wind did not stop.

The wind brought a chilly chill that made people shiver.

——The rainstorm is coming!

There was a suffocating atmosphere between heaven and earth.

But in this suffocating silence, the sheriff on the Tower Bridge felt a wave of uneasiness in his heart, so strong.

Just behind him, in the darkness at the other end of the Tower Bridge, the sound of galloping horses came. In the darkness, dozens of iron wheels rolled over the bluestone, bursting out faint loud noises and scattered sparks.

It was a carriage, at least a team of people rushed over from the upper city!

The sheriff's legs trembled, and he subconsciously looked in the direction of the messenger, but he couldn't find the messenger - he was clearly here just now!

Just as he was stunned, the sound of the galloping like thunder gradually approached!

"Stop! Turn around immediately, there is no way ahead..."

The guards on the other side of the Tower Bridge shouted angrily, but the horses' hooves and wheels suddenly accelerated, running through the center of the checkpoint, smashing the fragile checkpoint and breaking it apart!

Like a nightmare in the dark night, the convoy smashed the checkpoint, rushed onto the Tower Bridge, galloped on the narrow lane, and rushed straight towards the lower city!

More than three meters high, the huge horses, like demons, were pulling the carriage at a gallop.

They raised their iron hooves, crushed the blue bricks, and rushed through the darkness and obstacles with a roar of thunder. They rushed towards the huge gate in a flash, as if they didn't exist? !

"Are they crazy?"

The sheriff's face was pale, and he staggered back: "Get out of the way, get out of the way..."

Boom!

The giant horse and the wheels whistled past him, and the strong wind made him stagger and fall to the ground. His ears were filled with the roar of the iron wheels rolling over the earth.

The convoy seemed to be riding the storm and demons. Wherever it passed, all the checkpoints and obstacles were shattered, and it crashed directly into the iron fence blocking the Tower Bridge.

Without the appearance of flesh and blood, the two giant horses neighed, and their dark eyes fearlessly faced the obstacles in front of them. Thunder burst out when their iron hooves trampled the ground.

Then, there was a strong shock that made everyone fall to the ground.

First it was deformed, then it was sunken, and finally it twisted and collapsed!

Facing the impact of the giant horse, the heavy fence as thick as a wrist was shattered, and the broken iron pieces flew and deeply embedded in the rock.

The dark carriage broke through the last blockade and rushed into the burning lower city.

The sheriff stared blankly at the long convoy that broke through the checkpoint so recklessly, his mind was blank and confused, and he only felt a burst of fear from the bottom of his heart.

"Next."

Someone beside him said, throwing something into his arms. He looked down blankly and saw the head in his arms - it was the head of the royal envoy who was just so majestic and ordered them around.

His body shook, his lips trembled, and he couldn't even scream.

"Don't be afraid, it's fake."

The man in the gray-black raincoat patted his shoulder: "His death has nothing to do with you."

"Fake?"

The sheriff looked up blankly: "He clearly has a royal badge..."

His voice stopped abruptly, because a silver dragon head badge was placed in front of him, and the man in the gray raincoat shook the badge in his hand.

"Have you really seen it?"

He took back the badge, reached back, grabbed the carriage at the end of the convoy, and was lifted up, suddenly flying backwards, disappearing with the convoy.

At the last moment, the sheriff saw his raincoat fluttering in the wind.

The remaining firelight illuminated the dark red pattern on it.

——The emblem of the red dragon and sword!

"The Royal Musicians?"

He couldn't help but whisper softly, staring blankly at the convoy going away and disappearing into the burning darkness.