Crown of Silence

Chapter 362: The Cave of Annihilation, the Incarnation of the Holy Spirit

Chapter 363 Cave of Annihilation The Incarnation of the Holy Spirit

Observing through the sea of ​​ether, Ye Qingxuan only saw countless turbulences rising out of thin air, and rays of light constantly bursting out, like stars rising one after another, erupting, extinguishing, and finally forming an unobservable universe. The dark realm.

The loud noises and roars were swallowed up by the darkness, and even the sounds became abnormally blurry.

But in the darkness, there was a little light.

Hoarse pastoral songs are singing.

"——Distant traveler, the comfort and pleasure you see before your eyes are generously given by a god..."

Amidst the dragging sound of shackles, the flaming head was lifted high, and the mouth of the head was filled with molten gold, but it still sang loudly in the darkness:

"Look, the swaying world is carrying the sky, look at the earth and ocean and the far-reaching sky, and look at how all things sing for the years to come!"

As a result, the ether sea was turbulent, and the song of glory that recorded the glorious past awakened the sleeping power in the ether world, so that power passed through the nine-layer ether sea and landed in the realm of the material world.

The sun rises.

It was endless splendor.

——The light of glory of the Romulus Empire!

The moment the light ignited from the scepter in his hand, the darkness was torn apart. There was no longer any chaos in the sea of ​​ether, and all the turbulence returned to calm. All the ether was praising the glorious light of the empire!

All the remaining movements came to an abrupt end, and the musicians who reached the resonance level turned pale and burned inside. The heartbeat was struck by the destiny chapter of Saint Romulus and almost shattered.

As for the other formal musicians who had not even sublimated their heart sounds, it was even more tragic. The aftermath almost completely defeated them. Among those who were still standing, black and purple blood oozed from their mouths and noses, and they had internal injuries in their eyes.

In fact, in the face-to-face confrontation with the scepter, they were not overwhelmed by the majestic power. They were already regarded as outstanding elites.

Ye Qingxuan's situation among them is the best. Although he is only an official musician, his heart is a small source constructed by the Avalon barrier. After understanding the nature of interference, he deliberately made Xiaoyuan independent from the outside world. Being separated, the impact will be minimal.

But now, the situation couldn't be worse.

Although I don’t know what kind of person that saint’s body was when he was alive, he was definitely a fanatical supporter of the Romulus Empire. Even his chapter of destiny chanted what Romulus once was. Glory and power.

Under the blessing of that realm, all dim and fallen things will regain their former glory.

The most obvious ones are those clay warrior warriors...

Under the blessing of the light, they have been sublimated from dead objects and transformed into giants, wearing dragon scale armor, and the weapons in their hands are entangled with thunder and flames, as if they were blessed by the gods.

Those countless breaths overlapped together, like the dull sound of the approaching storm, brewing the destructive power of storm and thunder.

Under the blessing of light, they have transformed into messengers of the gods and immortal legions.

As the saint's body raised the scepter high, under the bright light, the legion that seemed to have stepped out of the myth shouted the ancient language and advanced towards the invaders.

The survivors' faces suddenly turned pale.

This army alone is enough to wipe out everyone present.

Not to mention the skeleton of the saint holding the scepter high in the center of the legion.

Under the suppression of the Chapter of Fate, most people's combat effectiveness has been abolished, almost to the point of being nonexistent. If a decent counterattack cannot be organized, defeat is only a matter of time.

Ye Qingxuan's mind was spinning and his expression was gloomy.

Originally, the worst outcome he expected was for the entire underground palace to be pulled into the etheric realm, but the current situation is not much better than that - the realm in the etheric realm covers the material realm, rewriting the rules and The principle of all things.

Below the scepter, everyone is an ant.

Scepter... Scepter... Wait, why haven't the masters who monitor the trial taken action yet? Do we really have to wait until all the trial musicians are dead and the elite of the new generation of musicians are buried in this underground palace before we are willing to help them take revenge?

Or do they think the musicians in the trial are enough to handle this crisis?

If that's the case...

At that moment, Ye Qingxuan raised his brows, and with difficulty held up the light of glory, which was as heavy as a thousand stones, and turned back to look at Colt.

Under the weight of the light, Colt's face was as dark as water, without any panic or fear. When he noticed Ye Qingxuan's gaze, he showed a mysterious smile, twisted the ring, and quietly gave himself He put on several layers of defense, then quietly took a few steps back and hid among the crowd...

Before Ye Qingxuan could react, he heard a whistling sound that made his scalp numb.

Throw a spear!

Romulus threw his spear with great force!

Countless thunderous spears fell from the sky, overwhelming the sky, like countless thunder trees hitting their direction. They merged with each other in the air, until finally, they turned into a terrifying shadow.

The man's upper body was naked, his muscles were tangled, and he was holding a spear made of countless thunderbolts, and he smashed it towards the ground!

That was Romulus, the father of thunder in the myth.

Although scholars have long proven that the gods in Romulus's Pantheon were all invented by mortals and priests and did not exist in the world. But when the phantom appeared in the huge hall, it still brought huge pressure to people like the arrival of a god.

Before the thunder spear struck down, Ye Qingxuan felt as if he had been struck by thunder, his hair stood up, his skin stung, and he almost lost control.

After receiving the dual blessings of the Gate of Hades and the Scepter of Glory, the Romulus Phalanx has transformed into an out-and-out war machine. Just the Thunder Throwing Spear is enough to completely evaporate everything in front of it.

Even the city wall can be completely destroyed, let alone a small body of flesh and blood?

At that moment, Ye Qingxuan instinctively raised the brim of his hat and wanted to activate Shengya, but the next moment, he sensed a huge vortex suddenly bursting out from the depths of the calm etheric sea.

The source of the vortex was among the musicians, right in front of the Thunder Spear. A musician in a red robe raised the amber ring in his hand and softly recited the secret activation words.

Immediately afterwards, a dark cave suddenly opened in the void.

The power that also came from the depths of the etheric realm was summoned, and a huge vortex suddenly formed in the air, swallowing up the endless thunder and lightning in an instant.

But when the thunder and lightning disappeared, the vortex still did not dissipate. Instead, it still hung high in the sky, exuding a violent attraction, continuously drawing everything within reach into it, and then turned into nothingness.

During the observation of the Eye of Silence, Ye Qingxuan couldn't even tell what the thing was made of. He could only feel that there seemed to be a big hole in the sea of ​​ether, but the music theory enveloped by the vortex was all bent and broken. , was pulled into it and turned into nothingness.

There is no warmth and no cruelty, it is a natural evolution that seems to be a matter of course. It just pulled everything it came into contact into the dark whirlpool.

At that moment, Ye Qingxuan suddenly realized, and felt chills all over his body.

This is the ‘Cave of Annihilation’ of the School of Change! Known as one of the results closest to ultimate destruction! A destructive movement created in imitation of the signs of the end of the world deduced by the musicians of change - the dark vortex that is so huge that it covers the sky and swallows everything.

But how brave do you have to be to seal something like this that can destroy a city if it gets out of control accidentally in a ring and carry it around with you!

And how unreliable an elder must be to regard this thing as a trump card for a student’s self-defense and let him take it to participate in the trial...

I didn't expect that there was such a secretive guy among that group of musicians.

Ye Qingxuan only felt his scalp numb, and he fixed his body in place, not to be pulled in by the slowly spreading dark vortex.

And the dark vortex didn't care about the musicians below. It was already standing head-on with the glorious scepter! Endless whirlpools of light and darkness strangled each other, setting off rolling turbid currents in the sea of ​​ether.

In the center of the square, the saint's body on the chariot had scarlet eyes, and raised his scepter in his left hand. Countless music theories intertwined with the majestic light, and he just pushed up the Cave of Annihilation.

Bang!

There was a soft sound, and a huge crack appeared on the cane that was originally full of cracks. There was a violent turmoil in the glory realm, and the light flickered.

On his other hand, the hoarse singing head suddenly opened its eyes, staring ahead with its dark eye holes, giving silent orders.

The deified legions roared, drew their swords, and advanced forward!

The earth trembled.

Among the crowd, the musician who was trying his best to control the Cave of Annihilation had turned red and was about to be caught up in the terrifying backlash.

"The Cave of Annihilation can only exist for one minute! What are you waiting for? Are you waiting to die!"

Before he finished speaking, the anxious Samuel in the crowd let out a sigh of relief.

"No matter!"

He gritted his teeth, put his teacher's admonition behind him, and pressed his fingers on the 'Tongshan': "Let me have a good time first!"

The foehn wind howled, and Samuel's body suddenly shook, and a round of light lit up.

The light suddenly appeared in the chest like the scorching sun, replacing the heart. The flowing lava was in the blood, causing his half body to crack like wasteland. In the cracks, the flowing blood had turned into blazing blood and fire. .

Behind his head, a red light slowly condensed and turned into a ferocious shadow.

——Holy Spirit of Fire Agni!

The Copper Mountain roared, the foehn wind blew, and the earth shook in an instant. Countless flames rose from under the earth, like a dense forest that suddenly grew out.

The cyan flame turned into a real spear, and in an instant it engulfed, penetrated, and evaporated a square array... The hot temperature spread to the surroundings with the strong wind, just like purgatory.

And in the forest of flames, Sammyu slowly moved forward, the flames all around him puffing out, as if he was sitting on a molten iron throne.

Holy Spirit incarnate!

Miller lost his voice and looked at Samuel's back blankly: "That guy can actually deeply fuse with Agni!"

Barlow didn't expect this guy to be so strong... He could be recognized by the Holy Spirit at the resonance level and be deeply integrated with the Holy Spirit!

In the hands of the saint's body, the head stared at Samuel who was slowly advancing, and the singing voice in his mouth suddenly became shrill.

Beside him, two cavalrymen driving chariots suddenly changed, mud surged, and their bodies reshaped. When they took shape again, they had become two obscure priests holding war drums and horns in their hands.

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