Crown of Silence

Chapter 591 Vacuum Sun

In the eerie melody, the strange petrified musician waved his hand, and the earth shook, like frosted lines on the iron and stone. Continuous cracking sounds were heard.

As the bricks and stones on the ground broke, iron bars rose from the rotten soil, layer upon layer, and the rotten metal was wrapped around it, like a creeper, spreading its branches and leaves finely, turning into a cold barrier.

On the dark green metal leaves covered with rust, layers of notes emerged, like a huge and complex movement.

In a flash, all directions were blocked, turning this place into a cage that could not be entered or exited.

This is a shackle that is enough to imprison giant fantasy beasts.

The musician was clearly dead long ago.

No member of the first generation of the Royal Musicians Corps could survive until now, but now, he has returned to the world with dust as his body, turned into a body of iron and stone.

The long-silent chapter of fate began to run again in the body, but driven by obsession, the spirituality of the music replaced the soul that had long dissipated.

With just a gesture, he laid a net that could not be crossed.

This terrifying attainment in the school of change, even when he was alive, was definitely not an ordinary musician.

In addition to being a musician of change, he even worked part-time as an alchemist.

Countless formulas were skillfully compiled from his hands, and in the end they became complex and difficult music equations, driving the changing ether and constructing a huge matrix out of nothing.

The creation and destruction included in the school of change were held in his hands, and he was familiar with it, as if he was using his arms.

In front of his forehead, a complex alchemical matrix in a ring slowly emerged.

——Ring of Dragon Scales!

The alchemical matrix that made all the music of the school of change more violent, originally engraved on the gold and iron instruments, was engraved on the fragile skull, regardless of the fact that the high heat generated by the matrix once it ran out of control was enough to turn the skull into ashes.

There is no musician with such characteristics, even in the history of the Royal Musicians.

The identity of the newcomer has been revealed.

"I see..."

On the armor, Christine made a cold voice: "Master Nigel, the 'Iron River Musician', the first generation of Royal Musicians, the conductor of the Birmingham Orchestra among the thirteen Grand Masters, I am disrespectful."

Nigel's corpse did not move, as if he was abiding by etiquette, and did not attack forcefully, still maintaining his arrogant habits in his lifetime.

Christine took a few steps back, carefully put Mary on the ground on his back, drew Galahad's sword from his waist, twisted the hilt with both hands, and stabbed it into the ground beside Mary.

On the hilt, the nested metal iron ring suddenly began to rotate.

The buried mechanism was activated, making the blade hot, burned red by the etheric road, and countless notes emerged from it. The blade trembled and burst out a low whistle.

The air suddenly twisted for a moment, and countless sword lights and shadows appeared, covering Mary.

No more worries.

"Your Highness, I will be back soon."

Christine whispered softly, turned around, and the secret box on the legs of Galahad's armor opened, and two slender hilts popped out. As Christine pulled out with both hands, the sharp blades popped out from the hilts, bursting out a long lingering sound.

Those were two rapiers.

When the rapiers were fully extended, they looked like two spears, so slender, but the length was exaggerated and unrealistic. The blades were too thin and narrow, making people feel that they would break at the slightest touch, but with such an exaggerated length, they were still straight.

Enough to penetrate the wall and leave a fatal gap in the heart hidden deep in the fortress.

Christine took a step forward, and pointed the two rapiers at Nigel in the distance. From then on, she remained motionless, maintaining a perfect structure, but the majestic power was running in the armor, burning the hilt red.

Nigel stood with his hands down, his petrified face, his eyes empty, reflecting the figure of the knight, without the slightest resistance, as if he was ready to be killed.

But in the dimness, countless tiny fluorescent lights flew out, and the faint light spots the size of dust danced. The terrifying power of the explosion formula was refined into the dust. Once each dust exploded, it would be a terrifying sun that was enough to completely flatten a building.

At that moment, a roar suddenly rose in the air.

As the earth shattered, a hurricane suddenly rose and swept forward.

Christine's voice had disappeared.

All that could be heard was the roar of iron boots breaking through iron and stone. The time was too short, and the roar was continuous, like the roar of a giant beast.

In a flash, with pure terrifying power, it broke through dozens of invisible air walls and passed through the hell composed of vacuum and high pressure.

Countless dust spots continued to explode, but the terrifying air waves were shattered before they spread.

The two slender swords pierced countless times in an instant, and each time they completely tore the light spots apart. The slender sword blades trembled in the tiny distance like dancing, opening up gaps between substances.

Penetrate, penetrate, penetrate.

How can this be used with swords and guns?

This is a deadly bee sting!

In the harsh sound of metal friction, the stab sword broke through layers of obstacles, penetrated all obstacles, and stabbed in front of Nigel in an instant.

But in response, two slender fingers silently pinched the thin sword blade and let it tremble at the fingertips.

Then, twist.

Bang!

The instantaneous replacement of elements completely destroyed the integrity of the entire sword body. The two rapiers broke into pieces, and countless iron pieces turned upside down and flew back towards the Galahad Armor.

At that moment, Christine abandoned the sword and moved forward.

The rapier is a sword for assassination. Once it is exposed, it loses more than half of its effect. From the beginning, she had never thought of using these two spare weapons to kill the powerful musician who was famous hundreds of years ago.

They only need to attract attention.

No weapons are needed.

The knight himself is the strongest weapon!

And the Helmet of Galahad, from its birth, has surpassed many armors in the world in its own power. Arthur sealed the fantasy beast he once rode into it as a power source, bringing all kinds of incredible powers to its rider.

And the power represented by the Galahad Armor is the barrier of iron and wind.

With iron as the limit, drive the strong wind and tear apart everything that dares to enter the attack range.

Even though he was not good at attacking, once Nigel entered Galahad's attack range, what awaited him was the rage of a hurricane controlled by gold and iron.

Loud roar.

The hot ether stream gushed out from the gap of Galahad's armor, wrapped around the huge armor, and turned into a terrifying air barrier, rushing towards Nigel.

Countless flying iron pieces were swallowed by it, and in an instant they were ground into iron sand, mixed into it, making the pale wind roll faintly revealing iron blue, and the destructive power doubled.

Already, it was within reach.

But Nigel retracted his palm, as if he had given up resistance.

Boom!

At that moment, a loud noise came from the inside of the armor.

It was like the rapidly rotating gears stopped abruptly, the circuit of the alchemical matrix was blocked, and the heavy pressure rushing in it had nowhere to vent, breaking the pipe and rushing to the surroundings.

Christine's movements stopped abruptly.

The storm dissipated.

"It's bad..."

Although the hurricane stopped, the iron sand flying in the wind was still active.

They attached to the armor like mistletoe. Layers of rust spread from below, and in a moment, it seemed like decades had passed, the steel was dull, and the armor was mottled.

That was the formula attached to the fragments of the rapier.

At that moment, the entire rapier had already undergone a qualitative change, and the music theory was infused. Every inch of steel became a pollution source that could turn the steel giant into scrap iron.

The moment it touched the armor, the music theory unfolded, like a long needle, corroded the outer layer, and entered Galahad's alchemical matrix, delicately cutting off the flow between the 'outflow layer' and the 'formation layer', causing a huge amount of ether to become disordered.

Such a tiny force, which only lasted for a moment, caused tragic consequences.

Galahad's leg armor exploded, and the recoil force tore Christine's right leg, and the steel fragments pierced into it, and the fatal copper rust flowed into the blood.

Miscalculated.

What resurrected here was not just the body, but also the combat wisdom of the body before death...

Even if the armor of the Knights of the Round Table could repair itself, it would probably take more than half a month for the engineers to repair such a tragic damage to restore it to its original state.

Nigel walked forward indifferently. Christine coughed violently and vomited blood, but he was merciless. After Christine was defeated, he reached out expressionlessly and completely destroyed every part of Galahad's armor.

No trouble left!

Just as he approached, Galahad's armor suddenly fell apart, and Christine's body was ejected from it by the last force.

The right hand that was still intact pulled out the bloody iron sheet from the leg at the moment of freedom, and stabbed Nigel who was close at hand. In one blow, he had exhausted all his strength!

Nigel looked at her dying struggle indifferently, but at that moment, his empty eyes seemed to flash with a look of astonishment, and he turned back suddenly regardless of the close attack.

[Nature Interference Begins]

[Gospel Armor·Loading Completed]

[Power Source-Vacuum Sun·Startup]

At that moment, in a very distant place, a terrifying ether wave suddenly burst out.

Countless music theories were in turmoil.

Tens of thousands of nature interferences acted on one place at the same time, connecting with each other, turning into a complete whole, forming a huge cycle. A huge hole suddenly appeared in the sea of ​​ether.

It was a circle with a clear outline.

Countless nature interferences acted on it, and music theories intertwined to form a huge and complex structure, running in it, forming a huge repulsive force.

Inward.

A large amount of ether was attracted by the gravity emitted by the center of the circle, gathered, collapsed, and condensed into an almost imperceptible point.

And outside the circle, all ethers that dared to approach were pushed away by the terrifying repulsive force, which set off a huge wave in the sea of ​​ether. In silence, a thunderous sound echoed, completely tearing apart all the brewing ripples and destroying them!

And between the repulsive force and the gravitational force, there is a pure vacuum.

Just like the scorching sun!

That was a sun in a vacuum!

The ‘scorching sun’ that existed for only a moment was completely destroyed in the next moment. At the moment of destruction, a terrifying force erupted from the collapsed scorching sun. Under the guidance of music theory, the violent torrent broke through the constraints of the ether sea and instantly descended on the material world.

The force that was enough to cause a landslide to condense into a point and move forward.

Everything was crushed into dust wherever it passed, and all the music theory was torn apart by the violent vacuum sun. Thousands of meters of distance were forcibly crossed, and the unreachable length became within reach in an instant.

When Nigel turned his head, he saw only two palms covered with black armor.

In the frozen time, the palms seemed to move forward gently, passing through layers of defense, like popping soap bubbles, and the soap bubbles didn't even have time to burst, and the two palms were on Nigel's face.

Gently, twisted.

Crack!

When this moment passed, the first thing that came was a deafening roar, countless screams of broken bricks and stones, and a hurricane that roared like a torrent.

A huge armor suddenly appeared in the field.

In front of him was a headless corpse with broken remains.

Nigel's head was taken off and turned into fragments in his clasped hands. Stone powder fell down and turned back into dust.

At the moment when Christine was overturned by the hurricane, the black armor raised his palm, and the barrier of the forbidden school was erected in an instant, blocking the terrifying hurricane and the death wind pressure that followed for her.

"Who is it?"

Christine looked at him and almost couldn't stand.

The black armor suddenly softened, like an illusion, slowly collapsed, and finally turned into a black robe and fell down. Ye Qingxuan lifted his hood and revealed his face.

"Christine, long time no see."

He smiled.

Christine stared at him with wide eyes for a long time, then fell to the ground, and relaxed. "When did you come back?"

"The day before yesterday."

Ye Qingxuan reached out to help her stop the bleeding, pulled out the iron sheet that had pierced her blood vessels, and bandaged it: "Have you and the princess been here these days?"

"When Leviathan broke through the second seal, His Highness and I were in the shelter." Christine panted and tried to stay conscious: "Before the fall of the upper city, the princess brought me here - only to find that the situation was worse when I got here. She was almost unable to hold on."

"Dragon blood curse?" Ye Qingxuan asked.

Christine nodded: "Don't worry about my injury, I can walk. You protect the princess first, and we must leave here. Our medicine has run out, and His Highness is in danger now..."

"I'm afraid it will be troublesome to leave."

Ye Qingxuan scratched his head and sighed: "I rushed into the encirclement in a hurry. Time is too tight, and I have no other way."

Christine was stunned.

Encirclement?

In the dark night, the dissipated melody of the Sixth Requiem gathered again.

Countless dust fell from the sky.

More than a dozen figures wearing crystal crowns and white clothes slowly stood up from them, each of them exuding etheric fluctuations that were no less powerful than Nigel's, and even... surpassed him!

After so many years of death, their strength has not weakened at all, but has skyrocketed under the blessing of the strange music theory in the Shadow of Avalon.

What's more, they are wearing the treasures of their lifetime.

Ye Qingxuan glanced over, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink.

The solemn and simple long sword, the ancient scroll exuding the strange atmosphere of the ether world, the strange crystal eyeball, and the familiar black hat...

The first generation of the Royal Musicians, the thirteen great masters, have all arrived...