Crown of Silence

Chapter 361 Look-alike

"Fuck!"

All the musicians who were full of expectations spat out a mouthful of blood in unison and wanted to dig out their eyeballs. Amidst the sounds of vomiting, Barlow's own face turned dark, and he covered his face and murmured:

"I have no choice, I have no choice, I have no choice..."

The moment the girl's figure turned back, there was a sudden earthquake under the floor tiles, and seven large holes appeared on the ground. Among the seven large holes, seven short figures suddenly jumped out of the holes.

"Fight for you, Your Highness!"

The seven ferocious dwarfs with bulging muscles and big beards roared in unison, wielding axes, stone hammers, flails, giant swords and other giant weapons larger than themselves, and rushed into Romulus. In the square array.

The huge array of square shields shattered like paper before them. They faced the siege of the clay doll warriors head-on. They jumped up and down, smashing the clay dolls with great flexibility, and the porcelain armor comparable to gold and iron was smashed into pieces.

These seven dwarfs jumped up and down, with astonishing strength and unbelievable speed. What was rare was that they were extremely agile and not rigid at all. They even divided work and cooperated with each other. You whipped your legs, and I used a headbutt...

What kind of summons is this? They are simply seven top knights wearing power armor!

Wherever he passed, it was like entering a deserted place, and there was no enemy at all!

For more than ten minutes, a formation of a hundred people was literally suppressed and beaten by them, until finally, they slowly dissipated along with the white skirts.

And Barlow and the others have safely returned to the defensive circle, and even briefly gained an advantage.

Apart from losing face, there is simply no shortcoming.

Many teammates looked at Barlow eagerly, expecting him to play again. There was even a female musician who was hesitant and was willing to provide a few small skirts...

"Don't even think about it!"

Barlow's face turned red and he roared: "I would rather die than be so embarrassed."

"Tch..." Many people curled their lips and looked away in disappointment.

Soon, the screams rang out again, but this time they didn't come from the group of clay warriors who were attacking like crazy, but from their own people...

A man was brought in with half his chest torn apart, bleeding profusely and dying. Without hesitation, Miller rushed forward and joined forces with the other two chant musicians to start treatment.

While many musicians were fighting, they also looked to the front with lingering fear.

They were all on the flanks. They had been facing the Romulus phalanx head-on. Apart from a few teams working together, there was one person...

One person, right at the front.

The dirty and embarrassed-looking young man squatted on the ground, baring his sharp teeth and roaring, his manic aura spreading in all directions.

What he sings and plays is not a melody, but the manic roar of some kind of wild beast. The roar-like movement has an extremely crazy beauty, and the notes are played like the roar of a herd of beasts fighting.

Brutal, primitive, yet purely amazing.

As the music changed, various strange shadows kept appearing within a few meters of him.

The manic and animal nature alternately emerged, and the terrifying animal nature that could make ordinary people schizophrenic and go crazy to death did not put any pressure on him. Instead, they obeyed his orders in awe amid his roar.

He didn't even clean up the mud under his feet, and allowed those clay warrior warriors to appear one after another, and then shattered and fell apart. There are countless invisible giant mouths hidden around him.

The giant mouth roared when it closed, chewing the enemy into pieces and swallowing it into its belly.

He crouched obediently in the boundary that Casper had circled for him. Everything that dared to approach was torn into pieces, even if it came from allies.

Just like the mad dog guarding the gate, the wild wolf patrolling his territory... pure beasts.

Caspar Hauser.

Even during the interpretation, Ye Qingxuan could sense the abnormal aura behind him rising into the sky like wolf smoke. He couldn't help but look back and looked at the hunched and crazy figure with stunned eyes.

This level of alienation is too damning!

"What's wrong?"

Colt's thin voice floated into his ears: "Are you curious?"

Ye Qingxuan looked away. Although he knew it was not good to pry into people's privacy, he still couldn't help but ask quietly:

"What's going on with him?"

"It seems you really don't know."

Colt's tone became meaningful: "From the moment he was born, he was the result of animal inheritance, a born musician, shouldering the expectations of his ancestors.

In order to isolate him from other influences, his father went a step further and locked him in a cellar until he became a resonance-level musician at the age of fifteen.

He is really a genius, his talent is astonishingly powerful. But he can't speak, has no common sense, doesn't know how to communicate with others, and can't understand what others are saying. There is no possibility of communicating with others.

Human language is just empty notes and meaningless to him. "

Ye Qingxuan was stunned and could barely control the music in his hands: "Is that still a human being?"

“From the beginning, his father wanted to turn him into a beast.

- A pure beast. "

Colt's whisper was cold: "Only in this way can he completely merge with the animal nature, enter the depths of the etheric realm, and complete the final qualitative change. In human form, he can become a fantasy beast."

"..."

Ye Qingxuan was silent for a long time and shook his head: "His family is too cruel."

"Aren't all musicians like this?"

Colt chuckled: "The road to Dayuan is too far and has exceeded the realm of morality. Sometimes in order to go further, you have to give up some things.

Ye Qingxuan, don't make a fuss. If you follow this path, one day, you will too."

Ye Qingxuan was silent, just concentrating on interpreting.

In front of him, on the huge stone door, the complex and huge matrix was turbulent, and most of the textures that seemed to be flowing like light had been extinguished.

Although it was a masterpiece of the ancient forbidden musicians, it was a product of hundreds of years behind the times after all.

After the counter-tune closed the gap, under the joint cracking of the three people, even if it was a hard work, it was only a matter of time - the only question was, how long would it take?

Originally, Ye Qingxuan regarded this as a big project, and the scheduled plan was seven days, more than six hours a day of hard cracking to be able to solve it.

I just don't know why, the progress of this interpretation... is too fast!

It's so smooth that it's incredible.

It's undeniable that most of this is due to his contribution.

After all, the core of Abraham's interpretation method is the word "fast". In order to interpret the opponent's next move in the battle, it must be fast, ignoring all the details, focusing on the overall situation, solving the core problem, and ignoring the others.

In Ye Qingxuan's hands, the interpretation method is even more vivid, as fast as a mad dog, and the progress is even more advanced.

When encountering a hard bone, it is thrown to Torre. He is responsible for forcibly breaking those barriers that cannot be bypassed in music theory, that is, forcibly attacking.

Although the two of them cooperated for the first time, after running-in, they cooperated very closely.

After all, he learned the interpretation method, which is a forbidden music theory disguised as the school of revelation, and also inherited the theory of the Stone Heart School. This cooperation opened the door for him.

Although he was not lacking in theoretical knowledge, he would inevitably make mistakes in actual implementation. Taking this opportunity, he watched the operation methods of the forbidden school, followed suit, and secretly stole everything he could learn.

With the two of them cracking in front, Colt had already unlocked a small part of the restriction of the entire Hades Gate, and the speed was still increasing.

This guy's understanding and insight into music theory exceeded Ye Qingxuan's expectations. He did not look like a young man under 25 years old.

Sometimes Ye Qingxuan even had an illusion and wondered which school the master standing next to him belonged to.

Even if he did not agree with Master Heisenberg's character, the inheritance of the "Secret Keeper" department of the Rock Iron Academy for thousands of years was well-deserved after all.

Having such a person to cooperate with is ultimately a worry-free and labor-saving thing.

But for some reason, the more he cracked, the more Ye Qingxuan felt that something was neglected by him.

He even had the spare time to occasionally look back and sense the situation in the melee behind him. Although the clay puppet army was born and died at will, and the offensive gradually increased, after the initial chaos, the musicians had already held their positions and occupied a favorable situation.

The situation was good.

Not just good, but very good.

But he always felt that something was wrong.

It was too smooth, so smooth that it was not worthy of the Gate of Hades and such a huge alchemical matrix.

Although Ye Qingxuan was always confident in his ability, he would not think that he was really strong to this extent. The Gate of Hades was just a silver-plated spear head and a leather bag. It was only suitable to be opened at will in front of him...

Were all the ancient Romulans fools?

There must be some changes, and some changes were hidden in places he did not expect.

And just when he was distracted by searching the Romulus historical materials in his memory and thinking about what he had missed, he felt that the pressure in his hand was greatly reduced-the notes on the Gate of Hades flickered and began to extinguish rapidly.

It was like using a hand drill to drill a hole in a stone. After wasting most of the day, he finally got through the surface. Just when I thought there would be another difficult journey ahead, I was shocked to find that the stone was actually hollow...

"Is it really just a showpiece?"