Crown of Silence

Chapter 390 Embers

Like a heavy rain falling on the ground, first there were scattered dots in twos and threes, and then, the color spread and covered, until finally, everything as far as the eye could see was covered by the faint blue color.

Countless shadow sunflowers grew out of the burning earth, surrounding those demon cocoons and covering them together.

In that turbulent music theory environment, countless icy blue flowers bloomed on the ground, so delicate and beautiful, unreal as a phantom.

There was silence on the battlefield.

The blood-stained knights strolled among the knee-high flowers, looking around blankly. The scratches and blood on their armor were illuminated by the fluorescent light of the flowers, and they seemed to become gentle.

But in that tenderness, the knight lowered his head and faced the gentle wind. In the wind, the tiny ash flew in and danced softly with a red light.

In the wind, someone sang softly.

"What's this?"

In an instant, it seemed like countless fireflies rose from the flowers and soared in the wind.

Those are the fragments left after countless souls have been burned, so the fragments still carry the fire of the dead when they were alive, so weak and small, but so bright.

It was the house fire that was extinguished with the death of Saint Aeneas, and the place where the souls of countless ancestors of Romulus reside.

Among the long-extinguished fires, the broken light of the fire slowly rose and danced in the darkness.

In the long dark night, countless firelights soared in the sky, drifting like tides, setting off faint waves in the wind, and gathering into the ocean.

In the sky, the Iron Whale of the Knights Templar soared, spreading the light from heaven.

On the earth, the abyss music theory of the praise of death is intertwined, and the lamentations burst out one after another.

And just between heaven and earth, the endless tide of flames rolled around.

They were the departed souls of the ancestors of Romulus. They were unable to ascend to heaven, but were unwilling to fall into the abyss, so they wandered between heaven and earth, forming the vast river of souls.

They gather together, swell, and sing hoarsely.

As a result, everything dimmed and cast a sudden shadow.

At that moment, in the sea of ​​ether between heaven and earth, where the music theory of heaven and the abyss was entangled, everyone felt it in the dreamlike and magnificent flash.

Between heaven and earth, something huge... is slowly taking shape!

There, the girl's voice sang softly.

So gentle, so sad.

"Elsa..."

Caligu looked up at the light of the flame and murmured softly: "I'm sorry."

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"Elsa!"

Ye Qingxuan turned back dullly.

At that moment when countless firelights were flying, a soft song sounded in the girl's chest.

The sad and gentle song seems to come from the long past, with sadness and dejection, commemorating the beauty and glory that have disappeared in the torrent of time.

As a result, faint ether fluctuations emerged from her body, spread, and covered the entire Auschwitz in an instant, causing countless blue shadows to dance in unison, and also causing the huge but huge figure in the sky to The formless, nameless thing resonates.

A faint light lit up, causing the clothes and ropes that restrained her to shatter silently and vanish into ashes.

She was suspended in the air, with a hint of brilliant gold appearing in her long flaxen hair, glowing.

On top of the skin, layer after layer of alchemical matrices emerged, with overlapping layers and dizzying complexity. For a long time, they were hidden under the girl's body, integrated into her life along with her heartbeat and blood.

And now, they finally wake up.

They sing.

"—Stop!"

The messenger knight stepped forward, and a cold voice came from under the armor: "Romulus, stop your music immediately!"

In mid-air, Elsa was still sluggish, with flashes of light constantly bursting out of her dim pupils, interpreting the turbulent changes in her heart.

The messenger knight was stunned for a moment, then sighed:

"I'm sorry, I'll atone for this."

Before he finished speaking, hot water vapor spurted out from the green armor, like a dragon roaring with a sharp sound.

Crazy temperature emerged from under the armor, urging the rotation of the mechanism, power loading, and structural operation... until the end.

In an instant, the messenger knight stepped forward at an incredible speed. In just three steps, a freezing storm was set off in the closed operating room, so heavy that people could not breathe.

During these three steps, the arc-shaped narrow knife at his waist has been ejected from the scabbard. The ejection mechanism in the scabbard has blessed it with a terrifying speed like a flying crossbow. This speed is combined with the impact of the knight stepping forward. Together, as the knight's angle rose, a sad and perfect arc was set off.

In an instant, the scream cut through the soft singing.

The blade pierced the girl's chest.

The speed of his attack was too fast, without the slightest sign or process, as if he saw the result the moment he took action. Ye Qingxuan didn't even have time to react. As soon as he raised his palm, the sword of the messenger knight cut into Elsa's clothes and penetrated into the flesh.

Then, it stopped abruptly.

The blade was frozen in mid-air.

No advance.

The frantic potential energy and momentum could not be vented, so it rolled back, causing the armor of the messenger knight to crack inch by inch, exposing the skin underneath that was bleeding.

The soft singing is still there.

But there was a subtle change in the singing voice, as if it had the coldness and determination of steel friction.

Elsa raised her head.

A dignified glow appeared in her godless eyes, as if a god was looking down upon the world, so majestic, yet so indifferent.

[Unknown situation appears, synchronization terminated]

[Analysis...]

[Threat detected, emergency plan activated - the third movement of "Majestic March\