Crown of Silence

Chapter 400 Infinite Motion

With a snap of his fingers, the pale moonlight sword burst out of his body.

Paganini's body was pierced, like a tattered scarecrow. But there was no blood in the crack of his chest, only the materialized music theory.

In the split darkness, the broken music theories were like broken chains and chaotic music scores, which were difficult to mend, but difficult to close under the moonlight.

The music theory of the abyss collapsed at the touch of the moonlight.

This is the chapter of purification cast by Yue Yin for the abyss. Even if it is only a one-in-a-million chance of essence, it is not an existence that can be eliminated by pure quantity.

However, even though his body was broken, Paganini had no reaction.

It was like a breeze blowing in his face.

It didn't hurt.

He just looked at Ye Qingxuan, his eyes changing: surprise, confusion, and... contempt!

"Is this your final desperate counterattack?"

He looked at Ye Qingxuan in confusion, with a look of disdain: "You can say that you are arrogant, shallow, illogical and irrational. You disappoint me so much..."

At that moment, his voice stopped abruptly, as if he was frozen, and his expression froze.

The sound of breaking came from the body, one after another, until finally, from the thousands of cracks, a tragic scream came out in unison.

"——Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!"

Countless black feathers flew out from the cloak, like the feathers of a dying crow, burning and turning into ashes.

His body was broken in an instant, and the peaceful scene in the whole hall was destroyed along with it.

The bronze mirror shattered, turning into pieces of light, revealing the hall infected with darkness.

The whole hall has been eroded by the darkness like flesh and blood. The dark color penetrated into the rock, and the music theory from the abyss turned into blood vessels, pulsating in it.

The entire temple has been transformed into the body of some kind of huge monster.

At this moment, Ye Qingxuan is in its belly!

And in the center of countless darkness, the strands of tentacles fell down, layer by layer, piece by piece, turning into fine filaments, delicately and carefully infiltrating into the holy fire.

The extremely corrosive Abyss Music Theory arrived, but did not provoke the resistance of the holy fire.

The Abyss Music Theory transformed nine times in the air, and at the end of the tentacles, it was completely unrecognizable, from dark and violent to brilliant and magnificent, like the fire of the prosperous age, and from the same source as the holy fire.

This is the field that Paganini is best at - 'transmutation'.

Otherwise, how could he steal the position of the saint for decades as a demon without being discovered, and then one day, completely explode, dragging most of the choir into the abyss together?

That day, the world was shocked, and the human world ushered in a huge catastrophe and turmoil again after hundreds of years.

In the abyss, Paganini proved his position as the ‘Lords of Darkness’, and his status even surpassed that of the ‘Eagle Wing Mother’, the eldest daughter of the Hundred Eyes.

Before Ye Qingxuan arrived, he had already come here and turned this place into his own domain.

Then, he simulated his own music theory with the same properties as the Holy Fire, and silently integrated it into the flame, and then slowly and delicately infected and degenerated it, making it a part of himself!

Swallowed it whole and intact!

God has mercy on it, it was almost successful!

The outer layer of the Holy Fire has been completely transformed into black, and the most difficult part has been completed. As Elsa fell asleep, the Holy Fire, which had lost its spirit, had no idea at all.

Next, it could have gone with the flow and spread like a snowball, completely devouring the Holy Fire.

But, what a pity... a troublemaker broke in, disrespecting the rules, authority, etiquette, and reason, and drew his sword to fight!

A decisive sword throw not only shattered the shell that Paganini had made casually, but also stabbed into the holy fire from a distance of dozens of meters.

Compared with that huge power, the moonlight was insignificant, as small as dust.

What Ye Qingxuan did was no different from poking an elephant with a needle.

But the problem was that at this critical moment, a giant snake had swallowed most of the elephant, and Ye Qingxuan's unreasonable needle made the elephant react...

Countless exquisite and complex purification music theories condensed into pure moonlight, piercing into the holy fire, trying to disrupt the music theory in it.

Like a drop of water falling into a frying pan.

Exploded!

In an instant, the holy fire rose and burned angrily, and the terrifying power condensed out of thin air, crushing all forces that dared to invade with overwhelming force.

Including moonlight.

Naturally, including Paganini.

In the encounter between moonlight and holy fire, the struggle lasted only for a moment, and the music theory was entangled, intensified, and repelled, producing a rapid and drastic change.

Ye Qingxuan took the initiative to lead the fight to the competition of the way of change.

Naturally, with Ye Qingxuan's shallow attainments, he was completely extinguished in an instant.

But his goal was also achieved.

In the drastic change, the music theory changed rapidly, and the abyss music theory that "transformed" into the holy fire could not catch up with the rhythm, and was slightly sluggish, so it was distinguished.

Even if it was the same water, there was a clear distinction.

So, it ushered in the rejection and purification of the sacred fire!

In an instant, the darkness that was wriggling like a living thing screamed and fled from the flames, like black oil gushing out of a well, in an endless stream.

But the black oil had been ignited by the flames, giving it a terrifying glow. It screamed and screamed, and it was no longer possible to continue.

——All previous efforts are in vain!

"From the position of a saint, abandoning the human body, this thing has become your body, right?"

Ye Qingxuan looked at the sticky darkness coldly, with a mocking expression: "How is it? How does it feel to be set on fire from the inside of your body?"

"Why...why..."

A hoarse voice came: "Why!!!"

Paganini's question was confused, but Ye Qingxuan understood what he meant: Why did Ye Qingxuan choose to attack a dark minister without knowing his own capabilities?

"First of all, I want to thank you for being so humble and wasting your time with me." Ye Qingxuan bowed and thanked you: "To be honest, for a moment I really believed you and thought you wanted to talk to me. Talk."

"Why……"

Why don't you believe it?

"It's very simple. How can I be so virtuous and capable?"

Ye Qingxuan shrugged: "As powerful as you are, why should you waste your words when dealing with an insignificant little character like me? It is right to pursue your own principles, but why do you need ants and dust to understand them? It is not a better choice to just run over. Unless..."

Ye Qingxuan paused for a moment, and his eyes became subtle:

"——Unless you are powerless and delaying time!"

"You are more troublesome than I thought, Ye Qingxuan... exceeded my expectations, just like your father."

On the ceiling, on the walls, and on the ground, the black viscous fluid boiled, countless bubbles burst, and a hoarse strange laughter erupted:

"It's a pity, you don't know what you missed... You lost the only chance to know the whereabouts of Ye Lanzhou... You will never, ever know why he died."

In the strange smile, the darkness surged, and a vague human shape gradually emerged, and the dark cloak reappeared. The pale side face stretched out from the mud, with a split mouth and a long breath.

Then a suffocating hurricane was set off in the huge palace.

Ye Qingxuan's face turned pale.

He actually recovered!

If you want to seize the power of the Holy Fire through 'change', you must remove all defenses and integrate yourself into it wholeheartedly. It can be said to be extremely fragile. In this situation, he was burned and cleansed by the holy fire, coupled with the backlash from the music theory of the abyss, which was a heavy blow.

It's as if a person's internal immune system collapses after being severely burned by fire. Not to mention being seriously injured, it is possible to die on the spot... although this may be surprisingly small in Paganini's case.

But Ye Qingxuan never imagined that he would recover so quickly!

too fast.

It's so fast that it's almost unreasonable...

In just a few words, Ye Qingxuan didn't even have time to find the weak point in his body and patch it up with a knife. He quickly extinguished the remaining fire on his body and restored the abyss of disintegration in his body. Music theory, once again constructed its own scepter.

Even if the injury has not healed, it is not so fragile that he can only be beaten and cannot fight back.

And for a guy like Paganini, who was already an elite among the scepters a hundred years ago and was awarded the name of a saint, in the abyss he further became the Dark Lords...

Even if you stick out a little finger, it's enough to completely destroy his soul!

Music theory collapsed and died of backlash.

He was tortured, collapsed and died.

He suffered a nervous breakdown, went mad and died.

The body decays, withers and dies.

…

In an instant, hundreds of ways for him to die flashed through his mind. If Paganini was creative, he could even create many new and pleasant tricks.

"'Infinite Movement'."

Paganini suddenly spoke. He stared at his reborn hands. They were long and white, unusually large. Each finger had four joints. As the fingers spread out, there was a dazzling beauty.

"You must be wondering how I can heal an injury that took decades to heal in an instant."

He said: "It's very simple. In the past, when I ascended to the status of a saint, what was passed down to me with the holy name of 'Paganini' was the ritual known as "Infinite Movement".

After being blessed by that ceremony, I can construct music theory at a speed far exceeding that of ordinary people. That is to say, as long as my ability is sufficient, I can achieve what others need a thousand or ten thousand times to prepare in a snap. The finished effect.

The ritual was quite restrictive, and the smell of the Holy City was unpleasant. If it weren't for your reminder today, I would have almost forgotten it... It's really sad. "

With that said, Paganini stretched out his hand.

The black attack came, and the heavy pressure rolled out of thin air.

In an instant, Ye Qingxuan was dragged into the air, spitting out blood and unable to move.

All the ether in his induction quickly extinguished, as if falling into the abyss. Just the faint breath made the music theory in his body almost fall apart.

On Xiaoyuan's heart, there were several cracks. He was close to collapse and couldn't even maintain his heartbeat.

It collapses at the first touch!