Crown of Silence

Chapter 351 I want to fight ten!

"Heart sounds?"

Ye Qingxuan raised his head in astonishment. In his silent eyes, his gaze passed through the translucent griffon and landed on Samuo. In Samuel's translucent body, countless rhythms have been integrated into one and turned into rhythm.

The rhythm resonates with the sea of ​​ether, blends into the movement, and creates an effect that belongs only to itself.

This is the sound of the heart that can only be obtained by a musician who is deeply loved by the ‘Holy Spirit Agni’.

--foehn!

In an instant, the foehn wind swept across!

The iron ridges all over the sky were drawn into it, burned instantly, and condensed into hundreds of flowing iron slurries in mid-air. In the crowd, the ruthless musician suddenly changed his expression and wanted to retreat.

But it's too late!

"It's not over yet!"

Samuel laughed, smashed his hands into the void, and then an impassioned melody burst out. The flowing iron slurry was forged by an invisible hammer. It was tempered in an instant. Countless notes flowed on it, blessing the music theory and transforming it. Make a terrifying alchemical weapon that is about to explode.

That is the "Prelude" passed down by the saint Liszt, also known as... "The Chapter of Damocles"!

In an instant, everyone held their breath.

Because in the sky, the hanging sword hangs high.

In the silence, Samuel held his breath and carefully stretched out his hand, as if cutting off the invisible wire. So in an instant, the hanging sword fell from the sky.

Hundreds of red meteors roared down. In the loud noise that broke through the sky, the Meteor Sword returned twice as much!

In the crowd, the musician who made the sneak attack suddenly changed his expression, screamed, and retreated to escape, but it was already too late.

The violent vortex of ether was born in an instant and disappeared in an instant.

Amidst the continuous roaring, huge holes were dug into the ground deep in the mine. The blazing sword blade that had lost its power penetrated the deep holes and merged into the stone, gradually dimming.

Only the evaporated blood and a bit of shocking dark red were left.

"Hey, is this reaction... too much?"

Even Barlow was frightened by Samuel. He wiped the cold sweat on his head. Only now did he realize that the looks coming from all directions were frightening, dark, vicious, shocking, and containing murderous intent. Of, full of fear, awe...

"Samuel, there's a question."

Ye Qingxuan whispered: "How many of your Oblivion Gate musicians can you beat at once?"

"Well, if it's the same level, three?"

Samuel thought for a moment with some uncertainty: "Why do you ask this?"

"In other words, as long as there are more than three, you will definitely be defeated, right?"

Samuel nodded.

Facing so many malicious looks, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but cover his face and sigh:

"Barlow, what are you waiting for? Run..."

This time, without Ye Qingxuan's urging, Barlow himself played various blessing movements without any cost. The griffin's wings shook and it immediately rushed into the darkness.

"Fuck him!"

In the surroundings, I don’t know who shouted this first, and then the hornet’s nest was poked.

Just now, Samuel, a violent maniac, overreacted and almost attracted all the attention of the audience. Everyone is here, each other is a competitor, and you actually performed so well...

To use the old saying: If I don’t mess with you, who will?

In an instant, countless pieces of music were released, aiming at the extremely conspicuous gryphon in the sky.

Immediately afterwards, an overwhelming attack that was dozens of times more dense than before came roaring in. At the same time, outside the mine, explosions sounded one after another.

At that moment, the violent waves in the ether sea suddenly rose, exceeding the endurance range of most ether balls. Those fragile crystal balls exploded one after another, blinding a lot of people.

Facing that terrifying offensive that could kill them dozens of times in a row, the group's faces turned pale.

"Samuel, what can you do?" Barlow looked at the culprit.

Samuel thought about it seriously, wasted the last bit of time to escape, and then told him seriously: "It seems to be gone."

"..." Barlow had a mouthful of old blood stuck in his throat and couldn't spit it out. Just when he was about to accept his injustice and die, he heard Ye Qingxuan's voice.

"--accelerate."

He said, "Leave the rest to me."

The next moment, chants sounded faintly. Next to Ye Qingxuan, Miller, a chant musician, felt that an endless sea of ​​light suddenly emerged from the abyss and illuminated the earth.

"Holy?"

In a daze, he sensed the music theory of the hymn contained in it, and whispered softly: "The kingdom of God descends on the earth as it moves in heaven..."

In the faint light, the invisible kingdom was opened out of thin air, and the music theory from the Forbidden School was combined with the Psalm School to create a perfect defense.

There was no shaking, no impact, and no explosion. All attacks that hit the invisible barrier dissipated without a trace, as if they had fallen into an unknown place.

When the chaotic light dissipated, their figures had disappeared without a trace.

It's like there are no bones left.

Among the crowd, Colt Flagg glanced at the sky in confusion, his starry eyes seemed to reflect something, and he looked into the depths of darkness, his eyes meaningful.

When the chaos and noise finally came to an end, the musicians dispersed in the mine tunnels extending in all directions.

In the darkness, a rope was slowly lowered and landed in the devastated mine.

Barlow and Samuel, who were almost unable to hold on any longer, were almost carried down by Ye Qingxuan. They didn't have time to go far, so they hid in the depression of a stone wall in the middle. In order to avoid being attracted here, they didn't even dare to use music, and they relied purely on physical strength to survive.

If Ye Qingxuan hadn't been assisted by Ren Du Armor, he probably wouldn't have been able to bear it, let alone take care of the other two people.

On the other hand, Miller looked relaxed, as if he was out on an outing, not even breathing.

"The Psalm faction focuses on the study of life. My research field is 'physical resistance'. Many basic techniques do not require the use of music."

Miller explained with a smile: "Actually, the principle is very simple. Just adjust the 'four fluids' in the body to maintain balance. It's just like the formula changes of your school of change. In our school, a senior in order to study the human body At the limit, he once survived for two days in the deep sea relying on balancing the four liquids.

Such a situation is trivial. "

After hearing this, Barlow lay on the ground gasping for breath, determined not to ask any more questions.

"Ten minutes' rest and let's hit the road."

Ye Qingxuan looked at the situation around him, took out the singing supplies from his backpack, and set up an illusion barrier: "We are already lagging behind, but I hope we won't lag too far behind."

Samuel asked: "Isn't it a race against time at this time?"

"The race against time is in the final stage. As long as we keep up with the progress in the early stage, we will be fine. If we get too far ahead, I'm afraid the remaining people will join forces to deal with it."

Ye Qingxuan pinched his chin and said with emotion: "Believe me, I am very familiar with this kind of treatment. You definitely don't want to do it again."

"..."

Hearing what he said, everyone's expressions became strange. When they looked at him, they always wondered what had happened to this white-haired guy.

"I'm afraid everyone has figured it out in the melee just now. It's hard to even save your life here just by yourself. Next, those who were originally unwilling to form a team may also form a team."

Miller sighed: "The road ahead will be difficult."

"Although it is not advisable to be alone, the exploration of ruins has never been achieved by relying on the number of people. The empire in the East mobilized tens of thousands of people to excavate the imperial tombs of previous generations, but there are only a few people who can really make an impact."

Ye Qingxuan chewed the dry food for breakfast and said vaguely: "If four people divide the work and cooperate, it will be enough and the advantage will be great."

Ye Qingxuan joined the team as a revelation musician, responsible for exploring the roads and ruins, as well as breaking the barriers when necessary.

The force is handled by the destructive maniac Samuel, while Miller's role is team doctor and logistics. Barlow is a generalist, with many types of fantasy beasts, and is responsible for checking for deficiencies and filling in the gaps.

A fairly standard exploration team lineup is enough to throw into the dark world to expand territory, let alone explore ruins.

After a short rest, the group hit the road again.

However, this time, Ye Qingxuan carefully took out a well-sealed small pot from his backpack. The palm-sized pot is held in the hand, as heavy as a solid piece of iron.

"What's this?"

Barlow came over to take a look. Miller sniffed carefully, then his expression changed and he pulled him away.

"Activated mercury?"

He frowned: "This is extremely poisonous, and it won't feel good at all if you get it."

"Don't worry, it's just singing supplies."

Ye Qingxuan held his breath and carefully unscrewed the bottle cap. In the bottle, the mercury flowing quietly and continuously made slight ripples. That's mercury transformed by the alchemist. The nature is more active, even if it is contained in a pot, it is flowing all the time.

Following the gentle melody, the mercury in the bottle rolled slightly, and a silver filament snaked out of the bottle and floated in the air.

Ye Qingxuan breathed a sigh of relief: "It's done."

Immediately afterwards, the gentle melody swirled again, two, four, eight... countless mercury threads continuously extended from the bottle, spreading in all directions with Bolero's melody.

Amidst the increasingly passionate melody, the entire bottle of mercury turned into lines of mercury that were so thin that they could not be detected, with only the faint reflection in the darkness.

The mercury thought thread extended to all directions, extending Ye Qingxuan's perception and touch into the depths of darkness.

This was Charles's idea. After knowing that Ye Qingxuan's water vapor mind thread was too fragile and difficult to use, he simply suggested, why not just replace the consumables?

After the two brothers stayed up all night and adjusted the musical intervals and music theory, they successfully applied it on mercury, overcoming the weakness of water vapor that is easily disturbed.

Except for the slow preparation time, it was impeccable.

Soon, Ye Qingxuan put away the empty kettle.

The group finished making corrections and walked into the depths of the mine.

Darkness swallowed their figures.

A deep wind blows.

Like a chuckle.

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