Crown of Silence

Chapter 535 Thank You Gift

Boom!

In an instant, a huge weight came down on the top!

That was not the real weight, but the terrifying gravity brought by the music theory itself.

In the abyss that was about to collapse, there were countless music theories that were violently turbulent and changing. Every moment, there were countless births and deaths, and countless numbers that mortals could not imagine were constantly jumping in it.

What it brought was the unprecedented "weight"!

Some scholars have proposed that before the Dark Ages, humans may have experienced a catastrophe. Meteorites came from the sky, fell to the world, and smashed into the depths of the earth's crust, bringing terrifying shocks and aftermath.

The axis of the earth shifted, causing the four seasons to be out of order, dust rising, and everything being sealed in the cold winter.

Thousands of years, tens of thousands of years...

That was countless dark time.

And now, what the Hundred-Eyed One brought was a catastrophe that was no less than this!

Using his own scepter "Abyss" as a weapon, he threw it out from the etheric world and crashed into the material world with an attitude of mutual destruction!

Gods are immortal, but what about mortals?

Anyway, he has paid the price of his own sleep. The Hundred-Eyed One will not hesitate to sacrifice more things, and will completely smash the fundamental system that is stable in the material world!

Once the abyss erupts in the material world, it will cause tragic consequences that humans cannot predict.

The huge cycle chain formed by ether in the material world, the sea of ​​ether, the ether world, and even the final source will be completely broken.

After losing the cycle, the musician system will be useless.

All musicians will be beaten to dust.

Ether will abandon humans.

No matter what, humans will not allow this tragic consequence to be born!

The Blue King, the Red King, and the Yellow King.

Each of the three kings has his own duties.

The Blue King opens up territory for humans, the Red King guides human souls, and the Yellow King guards the foundation of the operation of the musician system. If the Yellow King is still there, then there is nothing to worry about.

In a few months or a few days, the cycle will be unblocked and rebuilt.

But now, among the three kings, the most special Yellow King is the first to abandon this world... But the tragic accident that has not happened in thousands of years will happen at this time...

No matter what, the abyss cannot be allowed to crash into the material world!

The first to bear the brunt is the roaring Hundred-armed Giant.

The earth shook, dust flew, and the huge steel giant roared, and thousands of arms were raised to support the abyss that was pressing down!

The essential collision between natural disasters decided the outcome in an instant.

Thousands of arms were broken in an instant, and then grew again, but it was difficult to support the dark sky that was gradually falling towards the human world.

In the Temple of Saloman, the Red King pressed the Holy Cauldron, and the hymn sounded.

In the Ether Realm, the vague outline of the Holy Emblem emerged out of thin air, and the majestic power gushed out, layer by layer entwined on the abyss that was pressing down, as if to pull the abyss back from top to bottom.

The Holy Cauldron and the Hundred-eyed One collided again.

But this time it was no longer a struggle between music theory and essence, but a pure contest of power. Even so, it was difficult to stop the final madness of the dark god!

It was like two stars attracting and pulling each other. Even if it was just the aftermath, the ravaged material world could not resist it, and the terrifying aftermath swept in all directions.

Strange and bizarre.

Not only was the material level impacted, but even people's perception and space structure were completely disrupted.

The sea of ​​ether boiled and expanded, and was pressed into an almost negligible thin piece by the terrible gravity brought by the music theory. The terrible pressure had no way to vent and raged in it. As long as the two sides lost balance, they would explode first, bringing devastating consequences.

The changes in the sea of ​​ether caused the material world and the ether world to overlap forcibly.

In the sky in the center of the holy city, a huge spherical chaotic space has formed.

It was as if the etheric world and the material world were disrupted, and the fragments were pieced together to form a strange realm - in which common sense and laws were distorted and deformed, evolving into a desolate realm that humans could not approach.

What was even more terrifying was that the power of the Holy Cauldron and the Hundred-Eyed One used the Hundred-Armed Giant in the center as a bridge and began to strangle fiercely.

In that immortal body.

Contained was a terrifying force that was enough to destroy the Holy City.

In this incident, only the vitality of the Hundred-Armed Giant could withstand the confrontation between the two gods. For this reason, Ye Lanzhou must not step back.

He must not let go and let the abyss fall.

Once he took a step back, both sides would lose balance, and then it would be all over!

Once he let go, everything would be destroyed.

But no one knew how long the Hundred-Armed Giant could hold on.

No one had ever imagined this problem...

Perhaps it would be a short moment, or perhaps it could last for tens of millions of years... The most likely consequence would be that he would be eroded and assimilated by the music theory of the Holy Cauldron and the Hundred-Eyed One, leading to even more tragic consequences.

The current situation is like drinking poison to quench thirst.

You can only persist and delay, but the more you persist and delay, the more troubles you will leave behind!

And in that desolate area, in addition to Ye Lanzhou, there are more terrifying things left...

Snap!

Just when Ye Lanzhou tried his best to balance the music theory of both sides in his body, the original dark pope who broke the seal emerged silently from the chaotic storm, stretched out his hand, and pierced Ye Lanzhou's chest with a crisp sound.

"..."

Ye Lanzhou was stunned, lowered his head in astonishment, and looked at the palm that sank into his chest and spread the music theory of the abyss.

"Do you remember what you just told me?"

Ludovic smiled ferociously: "Laugh, people, laugh! Use your best method to swallow this bitter pill and accept God's gift!

This is the fate I wrote. You are destined to be unable to escape destruction and death! "

Feeling the terrifying attacks and erosion from both inside and outside, Ye Lanzhou, who was supporting the abyss, could not move. He could only force a smile on his face that was twitching in pain:

"Actually, there is another bowl of chicken soup that I didn't give you. It's called 'Don't be anxious, young hero. If you have something to say, sit down and have a cup of tea and talk slowly.' I wonder if it's too late to talk about it now?"

"You want to delay?"

Ludovic's movements intensified, tearing his chest apart in an instant, and sneered: "It is true that you are very good at this, but do you think I will give you time?"

"stupid……"

Ye Lanzhou lowered his head and sighed helplessly, "Since ancient times, there is only one thing that Ye is good at... and that is 'call for help if you can't beat them'."

Ludovic was stunned for a moment, but then he heard Ye Lanzhou opening his throat, and the hundred-armed giant roared loudly: "Little Ye Zi, how long are you going to watch the show?"

"——Dad is really dying!!!!"

Then, a complex sigh sounded from outside the chaos.

"After so many years, as a father, the first thing you shouted to me was help?"

The white-haired young man held a knife and sword in his hand and shook his head helplessly:

"It's really, really outrageous."

——

In the twisted holy city, the steel earth is full of cracks, distorted by the collapsed buildings, some collapsed, and some were raised. The end of the road is a crack leading to the deepest part of the earth, or a cliff extending to the sky.

"That's it, Mr. Vasco."

Ye Qingxuan's footsteps stopped in front of the cliff, and he raised his head, facing the hurricane and terrifying air pressure coming towards him, looking up at the hundred-armed giant shrouded in chaos.

The world is as narrow as a cage at this moment.

The young man's white hair was lifted up in the hurricane, and his long, impeccably trimmed hair flew like molten silver in the burning light.

Behind him were the Knights Templar who escorted him from the central church to the core of the Holy City. When they arrived here, they were exhausted and could no longer move forward.

"Thank you for your hard work along the way."

He turned back and said softly: "Your mission is over. I can walk the rest of the way alone."

Vasco looked at him in silence for a long time, then nodded: "Please take care, Mr. Ye. And... thank you for everything you have done for this city."

"I'm just doing it for myself."

Ye Qingxuan shook his head and pointed to the sky: "Didn't you see it? Everything I did was meaningless. Even if I didn't stand up, the big shots above would come out to clean up the mess.

From beginning to end, everything I did was meaningless. "

"At least you saved a lot of people, including us."

Vasco said: "Even if the barrier is gone, the underground shelter can still operate. All the survivors in the Holy City will be grateful for everything you have done for them."

"Let's talk about thank you later."

Ye Qingxuan smiled and stretched out his hand: "Before you leave, can you do me one more favor? Just give me two handy ones. It's better to be shorter. If it's too long, I'm afraid of cutting myself."

Vasco was stunned for a moment, turned around, and looked at each other with his subordinates. Soon, several people came forward. The armor on their bodies rubbed against each other, and several hidden grids popped up.

The weapon in the hidden compartment revealed its clues under the push of the circlip.

After rejecting the three-piece armor-piercing heavy gun and Vasco's hot steel heavy sword, shock euphorbia and other giant weapons that were longer than his own height, Ye Qingxuan chose the relatively light curved sword and the utility knife. daggers and pin them to the clasps of the Cloak of Original Sin.

He looked too thin to be a warrior, and too rough to be a musician.

But surprisingly decent.

"Is this good?" Vasco asked.

"I think it should be okay?"

Ye Qingxuan smiled and waved: "Someone is calling me over there, I'm going."

With that said, he took a step towards the void beyond the high cliff.

Like a flying bird, it fell into the depths of the crack.

Vasco was stunned, and rushed forward to lie on the edge of the cliff, but he felt a hurricane coming towards his face. The boy's falling figure stopped abruptly, and then rose into the sky!

Rising to the sky!

Relying on the protection and mimicry of the Clothes of Original Sin, with Xiao Yuan as the core, the music theory was connected and embodied, forming an invisible gospel armor that rejected the attraction of the earth. He broke through the hurricane, flew upwards, and flew out.

In just a blink of an eye, it broke through the outermost layer of the Chaos Realm and crashed into the core where the Sacred Cauldron and the Hundred Eyes were fighting each other.

Like a moth flying towards the sun.

The terrifying power that surpasses human beings by countless magnitudes, even if it is just the aftermath, is enough to crush him into pieces.

But facing the craze, he closed his eyes.

Dreamland·Dragon Sleep!

At that moment, an invisible wave suddenly spread. Wherever the waves passed, all the terrifying waves disappeared without a trace.

As he falls into the deep slumber of dreamland, everything sleeps peacefully.

Everything is immersed in silence.

But this time, this silence is not the end of sleep, but continues to transform deeper.

Driven by Abraham's inherited music theory, the Longmian Barrier was formed around Ye Qingxuan in an instant, evolving crazily from the original 'prototype' to the 'extreme'.

Light sleep, deep sleep, dream, dragon sleep... The structure of the heart music movement changes wildly, and the stability of the dragon sleep barrier rises wildly, until finally, the "waves" that were originally visible to the naked eye have disappeared without a trace.

That is the turbulence caused by the friction between the dragon sleep barrier and the external music theory.

And now, the moment the external music theory touches the dragon sleep barrier, it disappears without a trace under the pull of the terrifying dream.

Instead, there is a perfect circle.

It is a bottomless black hole, like a monster, self-contained and self-contained. Whether it comes from the riot music theory or the chaos, everything that enters the hunting ground is swallowed into the belly and never disappears.

Relying on inertia, Ye Qingxuan, who has lost the ability to fly, sank into the chaos.

It's like sinking into the deep sea.

The ether no longer responds and sinks into the deepest dream.

Whether willing or not, whether resisting or not, and whether there are any urgent things to do.

World, please sleep with me.

Let's... have a nightmare together!

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The next moment, Ludovic looked back in astonishment and saw the figure whistling in the chaotic storm.

"Hey! Long time no see."

The indifferent greeting came in the wind.

In just a snap of a finger, that very familiar face was already in front of him.

The Dragon Sleeping Barrier pressed down, and in the sudden impact, Ludovic subconsciously waved his hand, but there was no effect. The stunned face was covered by shadows.

The Cloth of Original Sin fluttered in the hurricane, like the wings of an eagle, swooping down!

Ye Qingxuan raised his hand, and the curved sword fell into his palm, as if he had practiced it thousands of times, relying on all his strength, and handed it forward. It instantly pierced through Ludovic's palm, and then, forward!

Bang!

The sword passed through his chest, and the terrifying inertia was applied to the sword blade, tearing a huge crack from Ludovic's back. Misty blood gushed out from the crack, dyeing the storm red.

Ludovik flew out backwards.

In the twisted gravity, he fell into the giant body that turned into steel ruins. With a loud bang, the curved sword wedged into the iron, nailing him to the ground. He struggled hard and looked at the ordinary iron that pierced his body in astonishment.

It seemed that he still didn't understand what happened.

"Remember what I said to you in prison?"

Ye Qingxuan got up from the ground and whispered softly.

In the tumbling on the ground, the sharp crystals cut his arms and face, and blood oozed from the wounds, making the hoarse whispers so hideous.

He staggered forward, raised his foot, stepped on the hilt of the curved sword, and stepped down with all his strength: "Take it."

Snap!

The sword blade that was on the verge of its limit was distorted under the young man's strenuous trampling, crushing half of Ludovik's lung lobe, causing him to scream miserably.

"——This is the thank you gift I prepared for you!"