Crown of Silence

Chapter 266 Black Zone

The song came riding on the cold wind and disappeared in an instant, making Ye Qingxuan's heart tremble again.

The guy hanging on the tree in front of me was obviously one of the people sent by the House of Representatives. He must have been very lively before he came in, and he could easily kill a dozen of them, but now he has turned into a corpse for no apparent reason, hanging on the tree like a broken doll.

All the blood was drained and merged into the blood path below, leaving the body as dry as firewood.

Ye Qingxuan looked at the piece of firewood, and the piece of firewood was also looking at him.

As he looked at it, sticky tears were left in his dry eyes.

"Save me, save me."

His jawless lips were buzzing, and he begged in a vague voice: "Save, no, kill, kill me..."

Still alive?

Just as he made a sound, his shriveled corpse quickly swelled up, as if there were dozens of rats wandering around, biting at something, and it swelled more and more.

Until finally, something swallowed up the last bit of his flesh and blood and burst out of his belly!

Bang!

With a muffled sound, Ye Qingxuan quickly retreated, but his eyes still felt dark.

Then, he felt something rushing toward him.

He didn't have time to think about it, he raised his palm, and the void in front of him was smashed out - a compound note was played. In an instant, hundreds of notes were compressed and completed at the same moment, forming a movement that burst forward.

The melodies overlapped and turned into a hoarse whisper, solemnly announcing:

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

The darkness was torn apart by the violent electric light, which shot forward like a torrent, and the high temperature surged, swallowing up the thing and the body that rushed towards it.

In a hurry, Ye Qingxuan did not dare to hold back and used defense instead of attack. As soon as he made a move, he used his most powerful killing move - Eye of Indra.

After going through the sublimation ceremony, his power finally reached the minimum, and he no longer needed to consume blood to drive it. But even if you do this, you will feel exhausted.

The Eye of Indra is the best at destruction. Let alone a monster, even a third-level musician with defenses and shields on the opposite side can be disabled with one move.

Soon, the moonlight in Ye Qingxuan's eyes lit up again, piercing the darkness.

The hanging corpse fell to the ground and turned into pieces. The strange thing that jumped out of its belly was rolling on the ground and was burnt to black.

Like a little child.

But its limbs were long and slender, and its charred face looked like a wild beast. It twitched and rolled on the ground, its charred body cracked, and something like dust floated out from it.

The dust blended into the wind.

Soon, it stopped moving and quickly petrified and collapsed, turning into powder on the ground. The powder quickly dissipated without a trace. Only a wreckage was left, and Ye Qingxuan was stunned.

Soon, he reacted. After thinking for a moment, he took out two coins from his pocket and threw them into the depths of the street with all his strength.

The coin rolled in the air and landed with a crisp sound.

Ding~

A thin sound sounded, and then, Ye Qingxuan saw clearly that the dust around the coin suddenly floated up out of the air, gathered in the same place, swam around like a living thing, and finally swallowed the coin.

Soon, the dust dissipated without a trace, and the coin lost its sparkle and corroded into scrap metal. Without reaching out and banging it, it collapsed into a few grains of iron sand and rolled into the darkness in the wind.

Ye Qingxuan was covered in cold sweat.

——Sure enough, this is a ‘black area’

The so-called black zone is actually the collective name for the dark world on the map. Just like the safe zone most suitable for human habitation - the white zone, the unstable zone - the yellow zone, and the dangerous zone - the red zone.

The black zone is the death zone.

In fact, there are very few places that can truly be called black zones, even in the dark world.

In this area, the abnormal ether has mutated without any control or restraint. The entire environment has been eroded and transformed into an abnormal area without any common sense.

Any external sound trigger will lead to unpredictable reactions and consequences.

It's like coughing on a snowy mountain and causing an avalanche, or even worse than that. Because compared to human common sense, that is already another world.

Just like now...

According to Ye Qingxuan's guess, any external interference may cause the Shadow of Avalon to erode and assimilate it, that is to say... merge with it.

The person who was hung up just now was probably like this, arousing the darkness sleeping inside, and instantly fell into a miserable situation where he could not survive but could not die.

His companions did not dare to care about him and left him behind.

Ye Qingxuan was also frightened. Fortunately, the Eye of Indra did not activate with all its strength just now. Otherwise, just the sound of thunder would have been enough for him to drink several pots, and his skin would have to peel off even if he died.

I'm afraid any movement here will have unpredictable consequences, right?

However, even if there is no sound, it cannot be said to be absolutely safe. The flash of light that he just made has obviously attracted many... ghosts staying here.

Crack, crackle...

Amidst the tiny cracking sounds, something gradually emerged from behind the decaying wall and beneath the broken bricks. A thick, dark aura seeped out of it.

Under the miserable moonlight, they attached themselves to various materials and transformed into various and uncertain images such as ape monsters, invisible ghosts, water demons, etc. They condensed into entities and surrounded them from all directions.

The red eyes looked at where Ye Qingxuan was, froze for a moment, and then let out an angry roar.

Because there was nothing there.

Hearing the screams behind him, Ye Qingxuan sped up.

He ran, of course he ran!

If he didn't run, would he wait for these guys to rush up and fight for three hundred rounds like a wasp whose nest was poked? It's already so weird here, who knows what will happen after the fight.

Life is short, don't be hard on yourself.

Only after running far enough did Ye Qingxuan stop, panting tiredly, thinking that the Shadow of Avalon was too weird. He has now gone deep into the lower city. The deeper he goes, the slower the induction between himself and the ether, just like a fish out of water, the induction becomes thinner and thinner, and it seems to be there and not there.

The foundation of the musician is being taken away. If it were an ordinary musician, he would probably be no different from an ordinary person now...

"It's terrible. If you can come up with something worse than this, I'll admire you..." Ye Qingxuan muttered in a low voice. Suddenly, he realized something was wrong and looked up.

On the dead tree above his head, a pair of red eyes were looking at him. Those things had cold eyes, spread their black wings, and flew into the sky.

Then, a sharp croaking noise was made.

What is more annoying than poking a hornet's nest?

- Poking a crow's nest!

In an instant, on the dead trees, hundreds of disaster birds that were reporting death flew up from the branches and surrounded Ye Qingxuan's head, like black clouds. The clouds made sharp sounds, like the ringing of alarm bells.

The shrill sound of breaking sounded one after another. It was the demons attracted by the screams of the birds of death. Amidst the roars, darkness surged, and demons emerged from the dilapidated houses and wells, surrounding the place.

Without any orders, they rushed to the stunned Ye Qingxuan.

At that moment, the boy laughed instead of being angry.

"You think you can beat me, right?!"

He gritted his teeth, raised his cane, and followed my left and right hands in slow motion...

Boom! ! ! !

The low and grand horn sound suddenly burst out, and the ether waves suddenly gathered towards Ye Qingxuan-in this damn environment, he could still mobilize the ether!

What if there is no induction?

He didn't rely on induction to play the music!

From the beginning, he never relied on the assistance of the external environment-the interpretation method was originally a music theory formed by Abraham combined with his pioneering experience in the dark world. In terms of application, it is the most adaptable to any environment.

Regardless of whether it is a black area or a white area, as long as the essence of ether has not changed, he can use the interpretation method to deduce a new way of playing again and maintain the most basic combat effectiveness.

Now, the formulas that Ye Qingxuan memorized by rote in the past, the records of more than 500 notes in the classical period, and the total number of classics that few people can sort out so far, finally play a role.

Now, it is...

--Night in the deserted mountain!

The high-pitched horn sound suddenly burst out, followed by a melody like a storm. The melody is like a demon singing in the fire, and countless witches and evil gods' believers are singing and dancing beside the campfire, because dawn is coming, with desperate madness.

In an instant, the shadows of all the demons stopped in mid-air and could not move.

Invisible ropes extended from the void, binding them layer by layer.

Then, the horn sounded again out of thin air, bringing a vast breath like the scorching sun, condensing a real light.

This is Shadow of Avalon. There is no sun here, but at this moment, in the dark lower city, a blazing light suddenly lit up.

That was the fire.

The blazing light on the stake.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

One after another, the black cast iron crosses rose from the ground, towering like a forest. They had been burned to red, with purple flames. The invisible force pulled the demons over and nailed them to the crosses one by one, causing them to scream miserably.

Flames gushed out from their limbs, mouths, noses, and five senses!

The fire disc player dispersed the darkness, and even the lower city of Shadow of Avalon instantly sank into silence. At this moment, there was only the fire of punishment and the sound of the horn of punishment.

In just half a minute, all the demons were burned to ashes, and the dark breath was permanently purified and disappeared without a trace. The crows in the air also fell one after another, fell into the embers, and were burned to ashes.

This was the signature movement of the former Inquisition, the "Night on the Barren Mountain" that made countless demons tremble!

Then, Ye Qingxuan's eyes went dark and his legs went soft.

He was a little exhausted.

In an instant, he launched such a wide-range purification movement against hundreds of demons. Although there was the bonus of the Night on the Barren Mountain, Ye Qingxuan was just a little bit closer to the third-level musician. Even with Laura's assistance, he couldn't help but feel a little exhausted.

He leaned against the wall, panting, glared at the shadow of the city in the distance, and made an uncivilized gesture!

"If you have the guts, you can suffer more... Damn it, brother, I was wrong! Don't do this!"

Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden roar in the distance, and a frenzied pressure broke out out of thin air. Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but want to slap himself in the face, this damn crow's mouth!

But the frenzied pressure became more and more intense, crushing his bones to the point of breaking them.

Even from a great distance, he could feel a pair of dead eyes locking onto him, and then the warhorse neighed!

How did that saying go… beat the younger, and here comes the older.

He secretly groaned in his heart, thinking that he should not have chosen such a powerful move earlier. Unfortunately, he really had no other alternative, and there was no regret medicine in the world.

Then, the wall at the end of the street shattered.

The blue bricks shattered under the hammering of the iron hooves, and the stone powder flew, ignited by the cold flames on the horse's hooves, and turned into flying sparks. The dancing sparks illuminated the dark giant horse.

The headless giant horse, surrounded by black air, condensed into the phantoms of various hideous heads, neighing and roaring. Wherever it passed, all the demons were pressed to the ground by the violent pressure, and their bones were broken.

Just the mount was so powerful.

On the warhorse, the knight was covered in heavy armor, but his hand was on the long sword. In the darkness under the visor, there was a pair of extinguished pupils, full of murderous intent.

"..."

At that moment, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but curse.

Ye Qingxuan clearly recognized that set of armor - anyone who has read the Anglo History Atlas should remember it in their heart - it was a knight of the Round Table who had made outstanding military achievements under King Arthur in the past, who killed endless demons to expand the country, was remembered for his loyalty and bravery, and was finally beheaded by King Arthur himself!

"——Percival!"

He gritted his teeth and felt that his body was pushed by an invisible force, and slammed into the wall behind him with a bang, pressing into the wall tightly, unable to move.

It was just a look, just a look!

The warhorse neighed.

Percival rode the headless giant horse, as if he was riding the tide of darkness, stepping on thunder and roaring. In the midst of the lightning, the long sword at his waist was unsheathed, the blade trembled, and a sharp reverberation sounded.

Just that reverberation sound cut off the music that Ye Qingxuan was still brewing - there was no power to fight back!

At that moment, Ye Qingxuan closed his eyes and shouted in his heart: Laura, if you continue to watch the fun, I will die!

No one responded.

He was stunned, and looked up to see the dim moonlight: I don’t know when, I have gone too deep.

"Is it over?"

The next moment, Percival's steel mask was close at hand, and the blade was reflected in his dead eyes. The blade was raised in his hand and cut the moonlight in the sky.

Then...

Cut!

The moonlight shattered, and the boy's head flew high.

Died with eyes open.