Crown of Silence

Chapter 394 Merely Incompetent

"Don't be afraid! Watch me work!"

The speaker was the mysterious master from Angelo.

But he held his chin and after pondering for a long time, he suddenly turned around and asked: "Ah, by the way, little Ye Zi, what faction did you learn?"

"..."

Ye Qingxuan was speechless for a while: Why do you call it so intimate? Are we that familiar? Although he cursed for a long time, he still answered honestly: "No, plus illusions, mental images and revelations."

"Uh-huh?!"

The master was also frightened: "Ahem, you have learned so much? There is a future! But why is there not a faction that can fight? Are you a pacifist?"

"..."

Ye Qingxuan was speechless again: "Just tell me what to do!"

"OK!"

The master pointed in a direction: "It depends on my expression later. As soon as I make a gesture, you will use your most destructive music to blast it over. Do you understand?"

Ye Qingxuan nodded first, then looked up and saw the dark complexion under his hood. A mouthful of blood suddenly stuck in his throat and he couldn't spit it out: "You should let me see your complexion first!"

"Ahem, then just look at my eyes...forget it! Do it!"

In the end, the off-line master simply didn't care about his expression or wink. He simply rolled up his sleeves and pulled out a flute that looked very familiar to him, and blew out the majestic echo of the vast wind and sand.

In an instant, a long wolf howl sounded, as if pairs of animalistic eyes suddenly lit up in the long dark night, and those eyes glowed with green light, like will-o'-the-wisps.

Immediately afterwards, a scream suddenly sounded from the darkness.

Huang Quan paused, and in an instant, a 'gap' appeared that was so subtle that it was almost imperceptible.

Ye Qingxuan didn't have time to think about it, and suddenly pulled out the sword on the Templar's armor, and wiped his fingers on the blade.

On the index finger, the strings of the Jiuxiao ring swayed with thunder. Wherever it passed, layers of thunder and lightning adhered to the blade, and musical notes were formed in the jumping of lightning.

In an instant, the thunder and lightning formed a complex and magnificent chapter of destiny. Then, the dazzling lightning disappeared and was replaced by a blue and cold moonlight.

The blade of the sword seemed to reflect the non-existent moon, and then it released a murderous intent that seemed to be real.

Within ten steps, all the masters felt a numbing killing intent condensed in that sword. Even the sharp heavy sword made of green gold and hundreds of forgings could not bear the heavy killing intent. It made a rattling sound and was almost about to break.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Qingxuan clenched the hilt of the sword and raised it high. The armor on his back spurted out hot gas, bringing him unexpectedly powerful power. Immediately afterwards, he suddenly threw the sword forward.

Amidst the cold melody, the Moonlight Sword roared and flew out!

Chapter of Fate·"Moonlight".

——Stanza 18: Throw the sword!

The roaring moonlight sword sank into the darkness, like scissors cutting through the dark silk. The darkness was torn apart, wailing, and evaporating with screams.

The moonlight left a straight trajectory in the sky, setting off a pale wave of air and breaking forward.

Destroy everything!

Then, it exploded.

The screams broke out again.

He vaguely saw a master hidden in the darkness being pierced by a sword, with a big hole blasting through his chest. In his hand, the ancient holy bell was also penetrated by the sword blade.

The holy bell suddenly exploded with the sword blade, and was killed by the burst of moonlight, turning into a pile of charred fragments and flying around.

Immediately afterwards, the river of underworld summoned by the holy bell suddenly swayed and quickly disappeared without a trace.

But Ye Qingxuan was even more surprised that he actually hit it.

No matter how astonishing the destructive power of moonlight is against demons and black musicians, it will never hit a master-level person.

A knight who has received formal training will never give the enemy a chance to target him with a crossbow.

The purifying music theory contained in the moonlight can be clearly sensed hundreds of steps away, and the energy and energy are intertwined. The black musician does not even need to react. The abyss music theory in the body will spontaneously operate to resist and dodge, even in this short period of time. Ye Qingxuan was killed in an instant.

But the impossible blow actually hit, and even penetrated the artifact that controlled Huang Quan in one move.

Soon, he saw the answer.

In the scattered moonlight, a silver arc of light was illuminated in the darkness.

The speed of the arc was extremely fast, moving inconceivably from square to inch, like a deflected light with complex trajectories. Wherever it passed, everything was simply torn apart, no matter what kind of defense and No obstacle can stop it.

The black musicians did not expect that there would be music that could overcome the obstacles of Huangquan and directly affect them. In a hurry, shocking marks were cracked on their bodies.

The black musician who was severely injured by the 'Throwing Sword' had his legs bitten off by it first and had no time to dodge. Then after he suffered heavy injuries, the silver light turned around again and took advantage of his illness to kill him, directly killing him. His head became shattered.

There was only a pile of squirming pieces of flesh left on the spot, unable to resist the erosion of the moonlight. It was half dead in an instant and was unsustainable.

"What the hell!"

Crowley roared, and the Clothes of Original Sin suddenly appeared, opening his mouth to swallow the silver light. In an instant, darkness surrounded him from all directions, leaving him with no way to escape.

But the silver light suddenly disappeared, and the Clothes of Original Sin disappeared.

In an instant, it appeared next to its owner again.

This time, Ye Qingxuan finally saw the silver body... it looked very familiar.

It was a silver jackal that seemed real, illusory, and ethereal like a shadow!

At that moment, it flashed freely in the etheric sea, appeared in the etheric world and the material world at the same time, and disappeared at the same time, 'jumping' out of the siege out of thin air.

With such ability, it's no wonder that Huang Quan can't stop him... All barriers, obstructions and defenses are completely clear in front of this silver wolf!

"It's you?!"

Ye Qingxuan looked blankly at the familiar flute in the master's hand and suddenly realized.

"who is it!"

Crowley roared, staring into the darkness under the master's hood with a gloomy face: "I remember all the master's information in the past thirty years, and the summoning faction does not have such a 'Chapter of Destiny'!

Who are you? "

"Master? I am no longer a master."

The master lifted his hood, revealing his hidden face. Looking at the faces of everyone, he grinned and chuckled: "I'm just not talented, but I am the new scepter! Just call me 'Wolf Flute'."

Wolf whistle!

Ye Qingxuan's eyesight went dark, he felt dumbfounded and suddenly understood.

On the one hand, it was a surprise from meeting an old friend, but on the other hand, he was shocked by his strength.

When they met a few years ago, he only thought that Langdi might be a master among musicians, but he didn't expect that this guy was already a master! And just eight months later, he sublimated his 'Chapter of Destiny' into a 'scepter', surpassing the scope of the master and aspiring to the realm of saints!

This is different from Master Koch's 'pseudo scepter' that combines his destiny seal with a sacred weapon. The difference between them is like a famous sword and ordinary iron. They are both weapons, but they are completely different.

Conscience of heaven and earth!

This is really the first time Ye Qingxuan has seen a guy who upgrades faster than himself and is even more exaggerated!

"What's wrong? Are you scared?"

Langdi slapped him on the back of the head carelessly: "If it weren't for your sake, I wouldn't have bothered to come this time. How about it? The recommendation letter I found for you is pretty good!"

"Ahem, that's good."

Not only is it nice, it’s really nice that mom opens the door for you – it’s nice to be home! Apart from the official documents in the Papal Hall that are stamped with the seal of the Red King, is there anything else in the world that is more prestigious than a letter of recommendation from Bach?

Mentioning this, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but sigh: Brother Langdi, you are reliable once in a while, but you are too reliable!

Just as he was speaking, a miserable green ray suddenly flew out of the Abyss Musician. Ye Qingxuan rolled over subconsciously without even thinking about it. Then he felt a burst of dust falling from his helmet, and it was all covered with patina!

The lapis lazuli that was swept by the green light decayed into dust in an instant, leaving an unpleasant stench in the air. If Ye Qingxuan's whole body wasn't wrapped up in the 'Sword Dancer', and even his breathing was provided by the internal liquid oxygen, his respiratory tract would have been destroyed in an instant.

Langdi's expression changed and became extremely gloomy.

The most irritating thing in the world is that when you are pretending to be happy, someone suddenly comes and slaps you in the face...

"Ye Zi, please stand behind me first. I'll kill these losers first!"