Crown of Silence

Chapter 396 Darkness and Wolves

The wind and sand came from nowhere, the cold waning moon was hanging high, and in the depths of the dark sky, Crowley felt that something that was not under his control was born.

It was a green fluorescent light, like a ghost fire.

One pair, one pair, and another pair...

There were wolves coming from the darkness.

Hundreds of silver arcs lit up from the darkness. Huge giant wolves emerged from the darkness, silently, like a nightmare coming from an unknown place.

Anyone stared at by them would feel scared from the bottom of their hearts. Wolf Whistle's scepter was fully unfolded, and each of them was no less powerful than the silver wolf.

Moreover, it would only be stronger.

The wolf that had been following Wolf Whistle was just a scout to scout the enemy. And in the frenzied melody that heralded the beginning of the hunt, a shrill and majestic wolf howl suddenly sounded from the depths of the wolf pack.

That was the wolf king issuing an order.

——The hunt begins!

In an instant, the cold chill spread in all directions, and the crisscrossing arcs of light roared!

Crowley's contempt finally faded, his expression became serious, and his hands clenched suddenly.

In the darkness, a hoarse scream suddenly burst out. The disordered piano melody was like steel rubbing against each other, bursting out from the dark sky one after another, and solemn and hoarse chanting sounded.

Above his head, the well of the abyss burst open.

The endless power extracted from the abyss instantly engulfed Crowley. Under the round and dark well of the abyss, Crowley was wearing the clothes of original sin and bathing in the darkness that condensed into substance.

Behind him, the phantom of his true self slowly appeared.

It was a giant tree with a human face.

It was rooted in the rotten soil of the abyss, with hundreds of branches waving, hanging with fruits, all of which were rotten fur and fresh organs. Hundreds of branches held those strange flesh and blood like hands, condensing different powers.

And right on the trunk, there was a strange pale face.

The left eye was pitch black, but the right eye was densely covered with strange compound eyes. The tiny pupils scanned the surroundings irregularly. Wherever the eyes swept, everything became strangely translucent, revealing their bones and blood, like peeled specimens.

It was fine to be watched by those compound eyes, but the most threatening thing was the pitch-black left eye. The left eye burst out evil light, and just being watched, Ye Qingxuan felt that his mind was in a trance and almost lost his reason.

In the hoarse and cold chanting, the boiling sins in the abyss came in response to the call. The giant tree with a human face absorbed the dark will, and it looked luxuriant, deformed and weird. Countless branches grabbed the silver wolves that appeared out of thin air like arms.

Wherever the withered branches passed, dark traces were left in the air, like the remnants of countless evil thoughts. Under the strong malicious oppression, the melody of the Wolf Flute's Fate Chapter almost became chaotic and could not hold itself.

It was like a strange noise suddenly appeared in a light and jumping melody. In the cold chanting, the fanatical dark will burst out one after another, like a tide hitting the foundation of the Wolf Flute Scepter, and also oppressing the silver wolves with strange whereabouts.

The dark hymn "Old Sins" written by the fallen musicians to praise the Hundred Eyes, in the hoarse chant, seemed to come before the Holy Chariot of the Hundred Eyes.

Even if the Holy Spirit is silent, the abyss will that gathers all the frenzy will forcibly suppress all the melodies, making it difficult to play and collapse on its own.

The body of the Wolf Flute shook, and his face suddenly turned pale.

The arcs of wolves flew in the air, flashing past Crowley continuously, but under the shadow of the true form of the giant tree with a human face, the hundreds of branches swept across, and even if they were stained with a trace of sinful blackness, the jackals would spasm uncontrollably, quickly lose control, and rot. In the end, they were pierced by the roots of the tree and became nutrients for the growth of the giant tree.

As the silver wolves were killed, the wolf flute looked uglier and uglier. Every time a silver wolf was killed, a crack appeared on his Ney flute. They are all part of the scepter domain, and the death of the silver wolf is undoubtedly a heavy blow to the scepter.

On the other hand, Crowley, the original sin robe opened the well of the abyss, and he could almost get a constant supply of supplements. Once infected by the beast, he would cut off the damaged part without hesitation, and then reborn again, almost invincible.

He was fighting against the wolf flute, crushing it with his years of attainments in the scepter domain.

The wolf flute frowned, and the melody of the Ney flute in his hand became more and more shrill.

Suddenly, the leading giant wolf suddenly expanded, gathering the power of all the scepters, and it seemed to be as ethereal as smoke, and in a flash it rushed towards Crowley.

This time it did not appear beside Crowley, but ran wildly, with an incredible speed.

Along the way, all the branches of the dead hands swept heavily. But the silver wolf was as ethereal as smoke, without any substance at all. It collapsed at the moment when the tree branch swept by, and then it was restored to its original state, like an untouchable ghost.

In an instant, the silver wolf rushed to the face, like a shadow with sharp teeth, and pounced on the human-faced giant tree, suddenly biting its face and tearing it off.

The giant tree cried like a baby, and its whole body shook violently, suffering a fatal blow.

But Crowley in the shadow suddenly showed a hint of a grim smile.

Finally, it took the bait!

In an instant, the branches of the giant tree suddenly closed, like a hug formed by thousands of hands, tightly hugging the silver wolf that had turned from virtual to real. Then, from the broken face, a barrier emerged, locking the silver wolf that had gathered all the power of Wolf Flute.

In this short moment, Wolf Flute's face turned pale and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

In the next moment, he could forcibly withdraw his power and call the silver wolf out again.

But would Crowley give him this opportunity?

The answer is...

No!

It was at that moment that Crowley laughed strangely, driving the sticky darkness that had turned into substance and rushing towards him. The darkness turned into a giant hand and grabbed Wolf Flute's head.

The power of the Cloth of Original Sin blocked all around, and in an instant, it blocked all his retreat routes, holding him in place, making it difficult to dodge.

Wolf Flute's expression froze.

But then, the hand of darkness tore the illusion apart.

The air fluctuated, and the figure of the wolf flute turned into fragments of light and disappeared without a trace.

And at the location of the wolf flute, amidst the layers of blockade and murderous intent, there was a white-haired young man. The young man closed his eyes and played the Nine Heavens Ring Pei. Noticing Crowley's dazed expression, he raised his pupils and smiled slightly:

"Yes, it's me."

Until now, Crowley discovered... Ye Qingxuan actually integrated the meaning of his music into the wolf flute's scepter and placed it on the waning moon in the sky!

Damn it!

When did they start to tune? !

Crowley began to doubt his eyes: This guy is a formal musician! How could a third-level musician be in tune with a scepter! They actually cooperated so well with each other, the two were like one person, and completely deceived his eyes.

And, more importantly...

If he was here, where was the wolf flute?

At that moment, a long howl suddenly sounded again.

Under the high-hanging waning moon, a fierce and huge figure slowly walked out in the protection of the wolves.

The wolf king appeared!

At that moment, Ye Qingxuan could hardly believe his eyes: it was a dark-skinned boy with a naked upper body and scars all over his body!

In the protection of the wolves, he sat high on the throne of the wolf lord, and in his pupils was the same green phosphorescent light as the wolves, exuding the breath of blood and cruelty.

His face looked like a wolf flute, and the Ney flute turned into a piece of wolf teeth, hanging on his neck. What gathered in his body was the power of the scepter.

The cruel moon hung high above his head, and he looked down at Crowley, grinning like a wolf.

At that moment, he howled, commanded the wolves, and drove the silver light to break through the air.

The roar sounded like the howling of wolves.

Oops!

In shock, Crowley didn't care about Ye Qingxuan, who could be crushed to death with just a flick of his hand. He turned around and tried to block Wolf Flute.

But the problem now was that all the power of the Cloth of Original Sin was used to shackle Ye Qingxuan, and it was completely unable to provide him with any protection! Without the protection of the Cloth of Original Sin, he was... more vulnerable than ever before!

A cold silver light shone on Wolf Flute's body.

Then, his strange figure was like a fantasy beast, instantly leaping from the material world into the etheric world, and then leaping back from the etheric world.

In an instant, he was already within reach!

Then, he suddenly stretched out his hand!

Crowley screamed.

Under the tearing of Wolf Flute's hands, his chest was completely opened, and his internal organs were instantly like being bitten by a pack of wolves, completely turning into a mass of rotten meat. Internal organs destroyed!

Then, the deep-rooted wolf poison followed the connection and invaded the abyss music theory in his body, erupting from the inside out. As countless wolves bit him, the music theory was destroyed!

In a flash, the flesh and blood shattered and fell off, and Crowley turned into a tragic skeleton, and the connection with the abyss was completely severed. He opened his throat with difficulty and made a hoarse sound:

"Wait..."

Snap!

His head was completely shattered, and the soul fire in his skull was completely extinguished.

Crowley, died completely!

The Cloth of Original Sin lost its owner, the dark sky shook violently, shattered, and the endless darkness was swept away.

The wolf flute staggered back and almost fell to the ground. The power of the scepter faded, the wolves disappeared, and the appearance of the thin boy changed rapidly, returning to his original appearance.

Ye Qingxuan held him with his hand, looking at him with complicated eyes: "What happened just now? Are you a demon?"

"Hehe, did you see it?"

Lang Di smiled with difficulty: "That... probably what I looked like before. Don't be afraid, I'm not a demon, just a child raised by wild wolves.

Mature men always have some dark history, so don't ask anymore."

Ye Qingxuan was stunned for a moment and didn't ask any more.

Without the blessing of the dark sky, the black musicians had to resist the power of Faust with their own chapter of destiny, and fell into decline in an instant. In a blink of an eye, two abyss masters had been besieged and killed.

The outcome was determined.

But Ye Qingxuan still looked after Lang Di, looking around, and the uneasiness in his heart could never be dissipated.

"Lang Di, did you really kill that guy Crowley?" he asked in a low voice.

"Don't worry, would I show mercy?"

Lang Di curled his lips: "That guy is just a loser who can only be promoted with the help of a divine weapon. Without the protection of a divine weapon, he would definitely die completely in my hands, without even a trace of his spirit left.

Don't worry, even if their god wants to resurrect him, he can't do anything. "

"But..."

Ye Qingxuan's lips opened and closed, and before he finished speaking, he felt his hair stand on end, and couldn't help but pull the wolf flute back quickly.

At that moment, a dark shadow suddenly rose from under his feet and merged into the body of a black musician.

Then, the black musician's power surged, and he actually withstood the destructive thunder and fire in an instant, stretched out his hand, and suddenly grasped the head of a master.

Five fingers closed, and the head shattered.

In an instant, the master from the Dragon Stone School died tragically in his hands. Then, all the power was drawn out and merged into the black musician.

Crowley's sharp laughter sounded, and he returned from the underworld again!

Ye Qingxuan's face was pale, and he looked back at the wolf flute: "Didn't you say he was dead? "

Wolf Flute was also stunned.

He was sure that Crowley had definitely died in his hands, so who was in front of him now?

The black mist that seemed to be real enveloped the Abyss Master, and Crowley's face slowly appeared, completely unscathed. When he stared at Wolf Flute, he couldn't help laughing.

"Mr. Wolf Flute, I agree with what you said just now."

He stared at Wolf Flute with a strange smile: "The musician who condensed the scepter by himself is naturally different from the waste who was promoted by the artifact... Unfortunately, I am not a waste who was promoted to the scepter by the Clothes of Original Sin."

"Wolf Flute..."

Ye Qingxuan's hands were shaking.

He stared at Crowley, as if he had seen through his disguise and peeked into his true face, so his eyes were shocked, gritted his teeth and whispered: "He... is the Clothes of Original Sin!"

"That's right."

Crowley spread his arms, the Clothes of Original Sin trembled, and laughed like thunder:

"-I am the scepter!"