Crown of Silence

Chapter 519 Professional maintenance, trustworthy

"build?"

Albert sneered: "Ye Qingxuan, I know your attainments and achievements in the realm, but the Great Barrier in the Holy City is different from the one in Avalon.

From the very beginning, it had more than six times more base points than Avalon's Concord, not to mention the hundreds of years of additions, changes, and repairs!

In the way of domain, every time it doubles, the labor and difficulty required increase exponentially! What you need to face is an unprecedented monster-level alchemy matrix! Even if Hermes was here, he wouldn't dare to boast that he could fix it! Do you think you can handle it as a master?

joke! Do you know how many masters are needed to restore the basic operation of the barrier? "

Ye Qingxuan ignored his taunts and just looked up at the dancing dim nebula in the temple: "Your highest authority is still there, right?"

"so what?"

Albert rolled his eyes: "Removing my authority is a big project. It takes less than a month to rewrite the final matrix of the Concordance Instrument one by one, and Ludovic can't even do anything to me.

But if there is no authority but no physical objects, so what? "

Ye Qingxuan smiled: "As far as I know, the Great Barrier of the Holy City itself is a bridge, connecting various important institutions together, and its priority is even higher than that of the Papal Palace.

According to the information in the Silent Organization, I have the final authority to activate the bell tower system in an emergency and perform bell tower blessings on people when the Pope loses news..."

Albert was silent.

"I think I can."

Ye Qingxuan said seriously.

Albert shook his head: "You must be crazy."

"What if I'm not crazy?"

Ye Qingxuan looked at him, "Anyway, the worst result would be to explode in front of you. I'm not even afraid, so what are you worried about? Are you worried about soiling your 'new clothes'?"

"A good person always likes to seek death by himself."

Albert sighed and waved his hands irritably: "You can seek death or cause trouble as long as you want. It doesn't matter if you want as many clock towers as you want to bless you!"

"What's the minimum?"

"Ten."

Albert raised his hands with ten fingers and looked at him with pity in his eyes: "At least, ten."

Ye Qingxuan's expression twitched, and in the end, he sighed helplessly:

"Then, let's start with ten."

"follow me."

Albert took a deep look at Ye Qingxuan, turned around and walked towards the deepest part of the hall.

——

Go down the steps, step into the deep darkness, and pass through many secret doors.

I don't know how long it took, but the heat floating in the air became more and more intense. It was like being in a sauna, and the heat rolled into the chest, as if it was going to melt the lungs.

And just in front of Ye Qingxuan's door, there was only the last door that exuded terrifying heat.

"Has the internal circulation cooling pipe collapsed?"

Albert signaled him to wait a moment and walked towards the small room next to the door. When he came out, he was already covered in a thick insulating suit. He could see through the glass on his helmet that he had a mask on his face. Portable respirator.

"Please take precautions."

After saying that, he lowered the lever beside him, and with a bang, hot steam spurted out from behind the opened door.

Amidst countless miserable white hot steam, the world behind the door has become a melting pot.

In the terrifying heat, the forest of Xie Lv Yi stood behind the door.

Now, more than half of the Concordance Instruments have been extinguished, leaving only the six behemoths in the center still shining dimly.

Those several-meter-high pointed cones occupy a huge space underground. Countless cables are wrapped around them and connected to the steel dome, extending to unknown places.

They stood in the thick steam, only showing a vague and ferocious silhouette.

The world behind the door is like a dense forest in thick fog.

It's just that this thick fog is enough steam to burn your lungs.

The frail engineers had all put on insulating suits like Albert's, and dozens of musicians hurriedly ran among them, hurriedly maintaining the work of the Concord Instrument and delaying the collapse.

"Hey everyone, long time no see."

Albert skillfully greeted the dull staff: "Congratulations, your boss is back again. Unfortunately, he may be the last person in charge of this ghost place."

"This is the core control room of the barrier?"

Ye Qingxuan covered his nose, and the realm around him emerged, blocking the terrifying steam that could make ordinary people faint instantly, and followed Albert.

"That's right."

Albert reached out and pushed away the staff who came up, and walked to the center of the entire underground space, bypassing the huge central accordion.

As a result, the helmet's glass was coated with a rolling layer of red light.

In the middle of the six concert halls is a giant 'ether pool' that is dozens of meters wide.

In normal times, it is quiet, like a deep spring. The sea of ​​ether condensed into an entity here under the pressure of the Concordance Instrument. Countless embodied music theories constructed a huge movement in it, which integrated with the complex alchemical matrix to form the Great Barrier of the Holy City. Core - one of the four realms of alchemy.

This is where the original music theory of the barrier is stored, and the central temple uses this to control the behemoth.

But now, the barrier is out of control.

More than half of the system was scrapped, and under the external chaos, the ether pool was also in a mess, no longer calm.

Now, it has changed from a well-ordered system to an ether vortex full of terrifying music theory fragments, with violent reactions happening every moment, and it may lose balance at any time, and then explode, completely destroying this place.

The well-ordered music has become a mess.

Most of the alchemical matrix is ​​scrapped, and the rest is also overloaded and may be scrapped at any time.

Albert looked at it expressionlessly and cursed.

That expression was ugly, as if he was furious and crazy.

If Ludovik was in front of him now, he would definitely tie bombs all over his body, rush to the Holy See, and give him a warm hug.

Ye Qingxuan looked at the pot of 'red oil soup' in front of him, and his expression turned green:

"——Are you asking me to jump in and fix it?"

"That's right."

Albert smiled, took his hand, and earnestly asked: "On behalf of the Cardinals, I have decided: You will save the Holy City!"

"..."

Ye Qingxuan forced a smile and nodded: "Okay."

Immediately afterwards, Albert fiddled in the bloated heat-insulating suit, pulled his hand back from his sleeve, and touched his old face. When he put his hand down, there was only a hollow gap left in his left eye.

And in his hand, there was already an eyeball that was still wandering, as if it was still in the eye socket.

"This is..."

"When I took over the Central Temple, the Sacred Artifacts Exhibition Room removed one of my eyes and made it."

Albert stuffed the eye into his hand: "Take this. If you can really survive to fix the barrier, you will need it."

The eyeball fell into Ye Qingxuan's hand and disintegrated on its own.

The outer camouflage was removed, leaving only the complex movement composed of countless dancing notes, the outline of which intertwined into the shape of a "bell".

Ye Qingxuan's mind moved, and it sank into his body and was collected in the chapter of fate.

This is a key.

Albert did not tell him what it was used to open, but just waved his hand, signaling him to hurry up.

Soon, Ye Qingxuan had taken off all the irrelevant pieces on his body, leaving only the original sin clothes that turned into mist after the camouflage was removed. Now it is no longer pitch black, but a kind of haziness between existence and non-existence.

That is the phenomenon caused by the distortion of light and perception by the change of music theory.

"Get ready for the bell tower blessing."

Ye Qingxuan waved his hand: "Wait for my signal."

He stood by the pool, but heard Albert's shout not far away: "Ye Qingxuan!"

"Huh?"

He turned around and saw Albert's complicated expression for the first time.

With uneasiness and expectation, and a hint of pleading.

"Are you sure?"

Ye Qingxuan laughed: "Don't worry, I have been repairing the lighthouse for you in Root Town for five years! Do you know how the Privy Council of Anglu praised me?"

With a brilliant smile that could not reassure people at all, he gestured a thumbs up:

"——Professional maintenance, low fees, professional technology, trustworthy!"

After that, he took a step back, fell on his back, and fell into the boiling and rolling ether pool.

Silently.

The scorching and boiling light engulfed him.

Albert rushed over, ignoring the oncoming high heat and fierce light, lying on the edge of the pool, looking for the young man's trace, his eyes anxious and uneasy.

The strange thing is that from that moment on, the ether pool was no longer boiling.

But it was so calm that it was palpitating.

Countless disordered lights and music theories were churning, dazzling. Albert subconsciously analyzed them, trying to spy on the internal changes through external signs, but soon, he felt dizzy and could not continue.

The magnitude of the changes in music theory has exceeded his limit.

More than a hundred times!

Thinking that this was a symptom caused by the young man in it, Albert couldn't help but whispered: "This monster..."

Before he finished speaking, a white light shot out from the ether, brushed his cheek and frightened him back and fell to the ground.

But this is not the end, but the beginning.

In the crisp sound like cracking tung trees, a low piano sound rang out, and the strings of the Nine Heavens Ringing Pendants kept flying out of the ether pool, crisscrossing, and in a flash, they had enveloped the entire space.

Countless strings trembled, bursting out different notes, but the notes overlapped and turned into a roar of a sea dragon.

The ladder to heaven, start!

Spanning seven systems, operating in unison, the resonance of the strings burst out, crisscrossing, covering all the harmonies in it, and in that note, it was like awakening a sleeping firefly.

So, countless extinguished harmonies lit up again.

One o'clock, two o'clock, three o'clock... In a flash, the cold light lit up again, flickered, and gathered into an ocean, illuminating those dumbfounded faces.

All the harmonies that fell silent due to the collapse of music theory woke up again.

"Restart completed! Completed!"

A musician screamed excitedly: "The music theory of the event world has begun to give back again!"

Everyone shouted excitedly, looking at the miracle in front of them in disbelief.

The current situation is like a dying old man who suddenly opened his eyes when everyone has begun to prepare for his funeral, and his silent heart beats again.

He told everyone.

I am not dead...

I am still alive!