Crown of Silence

Chapter 365 Hound of Hell

Boom!

At that moment, everyone saw it.

On the scepter, light burst out again. If it was a bright light like the scorching sun before, then at this moment it was like stepping into the kingdom of God. Wherever it went, everything was a burning flame.

To purify all mortals into nothingness!

The hoarse singing of the saint echoed on the ground, as if it was running in the sky. Between heaven and earth, there were songs praising the great Romulus.

"Ye Qingxuan..."

Colt looked back in surprise. In his eyes, he could naturally see the vague connection between Ye Qingxuan and the saint's body, as well as the ether fluctuations that had just erupted from his body. ,

At that moment, he sensed that a huge and cold light and shadow was brewing from the boy's chest, and then disappeared in a flash. Like a gap of moon shadow revealed in layers of black clouds, high and unreachable.

But then, the remains of the saint seemed to have taken a tonic, and instantly fired at full power, the chapter of destiny sang loudly, and the field of glory was completely stimulated!

Everyone's situation was in danger in an instant...

Even if Colt used his toes to think, he knew that it must be Ye Qingxuan's doing!

"Damn it! What are you doing!"

Soon, he had no time to care about Ye Qingxuan. He could feel that above his head, the light was blazing and surging, and something was coming on the dome like a sea tide.

In the huge hall, pastoral songs echoed.

In full view of the crowd, the remains of the saint rose into the air. The cracked scepter turned into a scorching sun, shining in all directions and spreading endless light. Then, countless huge shadows emerged from the light, like gods looking down from the sky.

Then, the earth trembled, and in the coverage of the light, countless cheering voices suddenly appeared in the silent hall. Just above the wall, a series of stone steps appeared out of thin air.

On the stone steps, countless figures in white robes slowly emerged. They watched the duel between the musicians and the Romulus Legion in the hall, dancing, clapping and cheering.

At this moment, under the coverage of the scepter field, this place and this scene are no longer the empty and deserted hall, but have turned into the sacred duel built by the Romulans in the legend.

Romulus Arena!

Since its construction, until it was destroyed by natural disasters, countless gladiators, beasts, and musicians have dueled, fought, and competed in this arena. Countless people died or won and ascended the strongest throne under the witness of the audience.

In the hearts of all Romulans, this is the holy land, the paradise of warriors and fighters.

And now, amid the cheers, praises, and magnificent songs sung by countless spectators, the clay puppet legions roared to the sky and raised their daggers and spears. The originally burly body rose again, the hair was burning like a raging fire, stomping on the ground, the short sword hit the square shield, and shouted in unison.

In the shouting, the shadows of the bull and the falcon emerged from the square.

In the legend, the Romulans claimed to be the descendants of the gods, but now this group of clay and wood sculptures seemed to have really become the sons of the gods.

Shouting like thunder, marching like wind, the combat effectiveness has increased by more than double.

In an instant, the defense of dozens of musicians was destroyed, and the originally precarious front was almost broken in an instant. If it weren't for several musicians who used various high-intensity defensive music at all costs, defeat would have been a foregone conclusion.

And the glory field on the scepter continued to rise...

When the real chapter of destiny unfolds, it will not have such a small effect. When the field is truly fully constructed, there will be priests, nobles and emperors among the countless audiences. In addition to the blessed phalanx legion, the duelists in the field will also face giants, phantom beasts, and even real gods, who will come down from the altar and fight with the brave warriors in the mortal world!

But at this moment, the rapidly expanding field suddenly stagnated.

There shouldn't be a stagnation.

There was a fatal gap in the hymn, as if the neck was suddenly strangled. A huge loophole that should never exist appeared in the evolving music theory.

In the sky, in the hands of the saint's remains, on the cracked scepter... a new crack suddenly broke!

In an instant, the light flickered and the field was turbulent.

If the original legion was abnormal as if it had taken drugs, then now it was like taking fake drugs, the drug power changed, and abnormalities occurred. But in just a moment, it returned to normal.

It was so fast that it was difficult to detect.

But it couldn't escape Colt's eyes.

"So that's it..."

He suddenly realized and finally understood what Ye Qingxuan was thinking.

That guy didn't destroy the Chapter of Fate. It's ridiculous to fight against the Chapter of Fate left by a saint. If the music theory structure is touched, the backlash that follows will be enough to defeat his mind and make him explode and die.

And what Ye Qingxuan did was not to destroy, but to repair...

The current field is like those antique clocks in the shop of the black-hearted boss Hermes. After thousands of years, many of its parts have failed due to lack of maintenance, and even went on strike.

Although it is okay to run occasionally, if the parts are not replaced in time and it is still wound up, it will sooner or later have problems.

And now, Ye Qingxuan used some insane method to integrate his power into the Chapter of Fate, and then deliberately used extremely crude and shabby methods, which would definitely cause endless troubles, to repair all the loopholes and defects that he could see.

Then, he fully catalyzed the operation of music theory and pushed the performance of the movement to the highest peak!

Perhaps, in a short period of time, there may be no problems, but it will feel smooth, but once the Chapter of Fate climbs to the top, the complex and huge music theory system will reveal layers of problems when it really works.

Letting an old man take a walk is no problem, but if you put a knee pad on an old man, inject banned drugs, and let him run a marathon... then it will be a lot of fun!

Bang!

On the scepter, a tragic crack broke again.

But the power of that domain has once again climbed to a new level. A layer of tangible light and flames burst out from the bodies of all the soldiers of the legions. Almost the entire army seemed to have entered the legendary Eastern legendary movement "Yellow Turban Change".

Divine power is running on the ground.

Even if there are endless troubles, the current strength is not reduced at all.

Colt almost gnashed his teeth.

That guy is simply taking everyone's life to make a big gamble.

——Can these novices who have just started athletics last until they can wear out this old man who has won the decathlon championship?

This time, his confidence is not even 50%.

As his face changed, the melody of the chapter of fate once again reached a new level.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Three consecutive shrill cracks broke from the scepter, but the light was like the sea, endless!

Even though the scorching sun was about to fall...

Instantly, all the musicians' bodies trembled, and they had the urge to kneel down and worship...After surpassing the power of distortion that distorts reality, the power brewing on the scepter is already an absolute divine power!

"...Is it inevitable after all?"

In front, Torre looked up at the violent sun, sighed and lowered his head, looked at his brother, and waved gently.

"Casper, come here."

In the layers of beastly mouths, Casper seemed to hear, turned his head suddenly, and then used all four limbs to rush over, as fast as a black wolf.

Torre stretched out his hand, and he stopped.

Then Torre's palm pressed on his forehead.

"Sorry, Casper."

Torre's eyes were lowered, and he whispered softly. On his wrist, a series of fine rings of notes emerged, rotating and riveting each other, and finally, wandering and extending, spreading to Casper's face.

The notes, like chains, sank into his facial features, going deeper and deeper. In just a moment, they came to his skull, connected with each other, the music theory condensed, and the control ether turned into an invisible key.

Torre closed his eyes and twisted the ‘key’.

[——Surface Human Seal·Unlocked]

For a moment, Caspar froze in place, his limbs twitched, and the light in his eyes dimmed little by little, sinking into darkness.

In the last moment, he stared at Torre, his lips opened and closed, as if he was talking, and the voice was faint and vague:

“Brother…”

He closed his eyes, and opened them again, it was a shocking scarlet.

In an instant, the beastly roars that came one after another sounded from the void around him, and countless tragic cries continued to emerge, as if invisible beasts were fighting each other.

Thousands and thousands.

That was the song of the death of the beast and the rebirth of the demon!

Countless invisible beasts continued to die, but the dead beasts were reborn in Casper's body. With the blockade of human nature, they dominated his body, causing a red flame-like phantom to appear in the sea of ​​ether.

A strong resonance burst out from Casper's body, and with his hoarse roar, it shook the sea of ​​ether and reflected on the red flame-like phantom. Then the phantom covered his body, causing the skinny boy's body to swell and change, and the whole body burst out with flames like lava.

The fire of the disaster stung everyone's eyes, and in just a moment, the sloppy and embarrassed boy disappeared.

Instead, there was a ball of fire rising into the sky. In the fire, a long tail like a giant dragon swept out, followed by black hair flowing with lava, and the hair was wriggling like a venomous snake.

Then, three huge heads spewed out sulfurous breath, bathed in flames, and came out. In their mouths, dark venom slowly dripped out and fell on the ground, corroding the floor and making a hissing sound.

The miasma of venom spread. Romulus's warriors were corroded by the miasma, and quickly lost the power from the myth and returned to their original form...

On the head, four eyes looked around, and the places swept by the eyes quickly petrified, solidified, and stiffened.

In an instant, the fire expanded and turned into the gate of hell.

So, the artificial demon that gathered the beastly road of the summoning school for hundreds of years and the efforts of countless musicians walked out of the fire.

Roar!

That was the beastly nature that had been gathered for hundreds of years, so strong that it was beyond the control of any human. Just looking at him, you would feel that your reason was destroyed and tremble from the heart.

——Hound of Hell!