Crown of Silence

Chapter 575 Avalon (Part 1)

This is in the dark.

There was no sound of rain in the cold mist.

The cold rain penetrated the fog, and seemed to merge into the wriggling fog, disappearing. Only the invisible things fell on the dead sea, making tiny ripples.

The ripples carried broken ice crystals, which collided with each other and spread, pushing the bloated corpse. The deformed corpse had been soaked in the seawater for an unknown period of time. It had already rotted. Its pale abdominal cavity was stretched open by the decaying gas, and it turned into a round ball, floating on the sea.

Strange fish that smelled the stench of corpses came up from the deep sea. The fish with fingers as thick as iron wires greedily gnawed at the carrion, bursting the balloon, making a muffled sound, and the stench became thicker.

Amidst the tiny and terrifying sounds of sharp teeth rubbing against bones, a dark shadow slowly emerged from the bottom of the sea, opened its huge mouth, suddenly rose to the surface, and closed it.

Bang, bang, bang.

Hundreds of strange fish were crushed into pieces by the six rows of teeth. Thick blood seeped out from the huge mouth and stained the sea surface, dyeing the pitch-black ocean a tragic dark green.

In the midst of the joyful chewing, two miserable white flames lit up silently in the mist.

It's like the huge eyes of a giant beast, shining through the fog.

The calmness of the sea was shattered. Before the huge mouth could dive into the sea, an overwhelming roar echoed in the deep sea.

The shrill light of the lightning flashed from the clouds, cutting down like a blade, splitting open the fog that was so thick that it made people breathless. When it fell on the sea, it completely chopped the turbulent sea into pieces.

Amidst the turbulent waves, the sound of the whistle sounded.

A huge dark shadow runs on the sea, coming from afar, carrying a hurricane, and moving forward along the road opened by thunder. At the forefront of the black shadow, hangs a pale giant snake skull, with the eyes of the skull A scorching glow burst out. Just sweeping across the sea surface, it gave flames and gave destruction to all monsters equally.

The giant mouth was instantly burned to ashes by the all-pervasive invisible fire, and was no longer traceable.

In the distance, something seemed to be irritated and roared.

Across a long distance, a real roar came, like a hammer hitting people's hearts, making people's breath suddenly choked and unable to breathe.

Then came the second, third, fourth... As if sensing the arrival of uninvited guests, the monsters hidden in the mist let out malicious roars, an outright threat.

The roaring hurricane mounted an invisible wall and was crushed as the warship moved forward. Only a weak air current was left, blowing the white hair of the young man on the deck.

Ye Qingxuan put down the telescope that could not see anything and sighed: "How far is it?"

"One hour."

Carroll, who temporarily served as first mate and chief engineer, replied: "Actually, we are not far from Avalon. If it is a clear day, we can already see the white tower of the Royal Palace in the upper city.

But the power of the fog is getting stronger and stronger, and this sea area is repelling us. "

“It was never intended to be welcoming.”

Ye Qingxuan found the lens of the Eye of Silence from his pocket and wiped it with a handkerchief: "Go and urge the purification musicians again. This is the first battle in the reconstruction of the Inquisition. Don't fish in the water anymore."

"ten minutes."

He said, "I want to see where Avalon is."

Carol's expression twitched, she touched her bald head, swallowed the old blood in her throat, took out her ether ball and conveyed the Grand Inquisitor's order.

In the huge alchemy matrix at the bottom of the battleship, a dozen purification musicians who were about to collapse under great pressure received the order, and the mouthful of old blood that Carol swallowed suddenly spurted out.

——Co-author: Do you think they are working hard for a long time? !

Doesn't anyone know how much pressure there is now? Just opening up the fog and leading the course is almost enough to make their heartbeats explode!

In the matrix, several forbidden musicians in the core positions looked at each other, raised their sleeves to wipe the sweat from their foreheads, and soon the veins burst, and the eyeballs protruded and burned red.

Several people instantly fell apart like puppets, lowering their heads, and their whole bodies collapsed on the core, but their will followed the huge alchemical matrix and integrated into the entire Nomadic Mountain.

In an instant, it passes through the four levels of outflow, creation, activity, and formation, and enters the core.

In the center of the sixteen main circuits and four synchronic instruments is the ether pool, which is several meters wide. The condensed liquid ether is surging in it. If you look down from the top, you can't tell how deep it is. As if leading to another unpredictable world, there are constant flashes of light.

In the silver light of the ether pool, what is immersed is the huge heart from the Nomadic Mountain. The heart that has been transformed into a living ether furnace is emitting terrifying heat at the moment.

The liquid ether was swallowing up while beating slowly, and the light it contained was already so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it.

And when the musicians' will flowed into it along with the notes, the beating rhythm also accelerated slightly.

[Secret Word—Staring into the Abyss]

[Sequence Note Start]

[The ninth to eighth throttle valves are closed]

【Second drive·Complete】

The ship's hull shook slightly, and in the silent alchemy matrix, three more complex movements were awakened and connected to the main axis.

The engineers beside him also breathed a sigh of relief. The heart ether furnace smoothly entered the alert state from the 'first drive' of pure navigation.

Silently, the silver light in the ether pool surged, and the ether torrent like a blowout poured down from the nine-layer ether sea, and was swallowed up by the greedy hull without a drop left.

At this moment, in the musician's perception, the violent 'gravity' emitted by the Nomadic Mountain has formed a huge depression in the ether sea, constantly plundering and pulling all the free forces to gather together.

The scale... is already comparable to a divine weapon!

To be honest, the Inquisition's treatment of the Nomadic Mountain was really rough enough.

Based on the corpse of the Nomadic Mountain, it was concocted and made before the activity of the material dissipated, splitting the sea monster apart and assembling it into the shape of a ship.

To use Carol's original words to Ye Qingxuan: We don't have an industrial base, we don't have enough alchemists, and we don't have the most advanced shipbuilders. It's impossible to build a legendary warship that can beat anyone overnight. But if you are willing to settle for the second best... it's not impossible.

So, when Igor took over, he found out... it's true that this thing is a ship, and it's okay to say it's a warship.

But in fact, what Ye Qingxuan and his team did was to use the best materials to build a "turret" that can carry three abnormal war cannons and float on the sea.

Although it can fly to the sky under the sixth drive, it still can't change-this thing is a turret!

If Ye Qingxuan hadn't stopped Igor and promised that "he would have bread and milk, and when I finish saving the country, I will let Anglo install whatever equipment you want", Igor might have jumped into the sea in grief and anger.

There is no way. To be more critical, this warship has no technical content at all. The only thing worth praising is the extremely exaggerated firepower and extremely luxurious raw materials.

The former comes from the three main guns of the Prayer Class manufactured by the Inquisition. Logically speaking, if there is no special order, it should still be a forbidden technology that is sealed.

The latter is because the quality of the Nomadic Mountain itself is too high - during the manufacturing process, the Purification Musicians marveled at its material countless times, and even suspected whether it was the direct bloodline of Leviathan, and it was the "Prince" who was enfeoffed by it to the Seven Seas.

It is precisely because of this that the Nomadic Mountain is simply a living artifact, and the material itself is enough to cause a sufficiently exaggerated effect.

At present, the impact of the Nomadic Mountain in the Sea of ​​Ether can only be regarded as the degree of "breathing" for it, and it does not even need to be deliberately activated.

As early as when drawing the design drawings, the group of old ghosts began to beat their chests and stamp their feet - such a good material, what kind of warship is it, it was born to be used as a musical instrument.

As long as it is nurtured a little, it will be a new artifact, and if there is a scepter-level existence to preside over the process, it may not be impossible to directly jump to the top of the artifacts.

Unfortunately, I met a prodigal son like the new Grand Inquisitor.

Artifact?

Sorry, I don’t want it.

Not to mention the stolen clothes of original sin snatched from Paganini.

The Nine Heavens Ring, the proof of the blood of the Ye family’s dragon vein, has a ladder effect across seven systems and extreme precision operation, the exclusive instrument of the dream weaver, and even the key to the Ye family’s legacy in the etheric world.

As long as Ye Qingxuan breaks through the master and advances to the scepter, he will be able to get the scepter in the etheric world that combines the power of the dream weavers of all generations. At that time, it will be combined with the dream woven by himself, and basically it can jump from the new scepter to the peak of the scepter, which is equivalent to the protection of the ancestors of all generations, and even compared with the saints named in the holy city.

This is the capital of the nine surnames of the dragon vein to sit on the same level with the saints!

There is also the Sword in the Stone, which is already set in stone, the symbol of the Anglo royal power and the national protection artifact.

The Sword of Ascension, which King Arthur spent all the wealth of Anglo to forge, and the scepter of the ‘Heaven on Earth’, are not to mention the twelve golden chapters of victory, each of which represents a legendary beast that was famous back then.

And don’t forget... there is also the Spear of St. George.

That is the ‘Fallen Iron’ and the ‘Dragon Slayer Spear’, the artifact that once sealed the Hundred-Armed Giant for ten years. It has been worn away in the Guixu for ten years and is still as sharp as before.

Although neither of them has the surname Ye yet, anyone with a discerning eye can see that it is a matter of time.

When the old men of Stone packed themselves and the Ministry of Faith and Doctrine and gave them to Ye Qingxuan for free, their little abacus was already crackling.

Who is the current person in charge of the Sword in the Stone?

It is Maxwell, the head of the fifth department, the Shadow Emperor of Anglo, the loyal dog of the royal family, and the heir who has been appointed by Ye Qingxuan!

The ruler of the ‘Fallen Iron’ is the Knights of the Round Table.

Who is the current leader of the Knights of the Round Table?

It is Lancelot, the famous minister who was brought to the Privy Council during the three years when the Queen resigned and managed the entire empire in an orderly manner. He is also the military general who is known as the two pillars of the empire together with Maxwell in the upper echelons!

What about the heir of the Lancelot family? Is it his daughter, the Grand Knight of the Guards, Christine, who has inherited the name of ‘Galahad’?

No, it is his nephew Ye Qingxuan!

It can be said that when Ye Qingxuan’s identity was recognized by the Holy City and he became a marquis, he had already become one of the most powerful people in the world in the future.

With the one-eighth royal blood in him, as long as he is ruthless enough to kill the demented eldest prince and the second princess, as well as a dozen insignificant nobles, he will be the only legal heir of Anglo, the future King of Anglo!

Just thinking about it makes people crazy.

The master of the dragon vein of the Eastern Ye family, the King of Anglo in the West, the Archbishop of the Holy City, the Grand Inquisitor of the Inquisition, the "Hand of God" appointed by the Holy City...

Not to mention that this friend is also the most talented musician in the East and the West in the past hundred years, except for his own father, and he can expect to hold the scepter in the future.

If you think more beautifully, fifty years later... the King of Blue?

You can't think about it anymore, just thinking about it is a sin!

As long as you hold on to this leg and don't let go, then the Inquisition will be able to march eastwards and burn whoever it wants.

Thinking of this, Shi Dong's chin is about to fall off with laughter.

Although this is a risky investment that will lose money 99% of the time, as long as you make money, the profit will be hundreds or thousands of times!

I heard that Oriental people like to be reserved. Shi Dong even looked up the dictionary to see what "yellow robe" means, and even prepared a letter of persuasion in private!

This is the last big gamble in his life.

He wants to bet everything, even if the future is uncertain.

He is confident about it.

It has been more than 200 years since he first held the sword...

He has gambled countless times.

Even if he is very old, so old that he has replaced the artificial prostate for three generations.

But it doesn't matter, there is no problem.

He can still force himself to live for another ten years, until he climbs to the end of this road and puts Ye Qingxuan on the altar.

Even if he lives so ugly and ugly, even if he is so humble that he works like a cow or a horse.

Beside the ether pool, the old man sitting there stroked his sword and smiled with satisfaction.

When he looked up, his sight seemed to penetrate through layers of obstacles and fell on the young man.

"Don't worry, sir."

He whispered softly: "You will first become a hero who saves the country, and then become a legend in this world. You will be a well-deserved hand of God. The embodiment of justice and truth in the world!"

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In a flash, under the supply of the second drive, endless ether gathered.

Several resonance-level forbidden musicians did not hesitate to burst their brain blood vessels and drove the purification movement, causing the thunderclouds covering the hull to expand several times. The lightning burst out, tearing through the fog like a living thing and piercing into the depths of darkness.

A shrill scream like an illusion sounded.

A straight passage opened in the fog.

And at the end of the passage... was a fire that burned the sky red.

For a moment, everyone held their breath.

That was Avalon.

Avalon is burning!

The former pearl of the sea, heaven on earth, pure white city... has now been shrouded in destruction, wailing and sinking in the flames of war.

"What is this...?"

I am trying to recover as soon as possible, hoping to return to the rhythm of 5,000 words a day as soon as possible, and don't forget to double the monthly tickets starting on the 29th! (If I forget, please remind me)