Crown of Silence

Chapter 616 Dragon and Dog

Avalon shook with Arthur's command.

Under the city that was about to return to its former state, the blood river flowed, the red color rolled back to the sky, and then turned into blood rain and fell into the sea, just like falling into the city in the reflection, eroding the silvery white moonlight.

The pure white moon wheel was turbulent, and it shed its glory.

At this moment, "Genesis" was in Ye Qingxuan's hands. With the terrifying power transmitted from Mary, it had opened up a new fault between the etheric world and the material world, and included the entire heaven on earth.

Everything in the heaven on earth was under the control of Genesis.

At this moment, the music theory of Genesis was running in the moon wheel, casting the light promised by God to mankind to this city that had been sleeping in the shadows for a long time.

The moonlight was shining everywhere, resisting the invasion of the blood river.

Since its birth, the Kingdom of Heaven on Earth collided with the power of Leviathan for the first time. After the roar, the power from the same source overlapped strangely.

At this moment, Avalon has become like the holy city when the Hundred Eyes invaded.

Everything in the material world was eroded by music theory, and the etheric world had a lower limit. The two originally distinct overlapped here, confusing illusion and reality.

The result of the attack between the Kingdom of Heaven on Earth and Avalon was that parts of both sides began to overlap, turning the entire city into a huge maze. The roads between the upper city, the middle city, and the twenty-four satellite islands were all mixed into a mess.

And right in the middle, relying on the matrix of the road to godhood that remained here in the past, Mary ascended the throne and fought a desperate battle with her ancestor Arthur.

After noticing Lancelot's movements, Ye Qingxuan was silent for a moment, entrusted Genesis to the hands of the purification musicians, and looked at the throne.

On the throne, the dragon's might was in motion, plundering the power of the road to godhood continuously. The hot golden flames burst out from it, engulfing Mary's figure, and only the vague outline of the girl could be seen.

Sensing Ye Qingxuan's gaze, a slightly hoarse voice sounded after a moment.

"Mr. Ye, if you think it is necessary, go." Mary paused for a moment, as if hesitating, and said softly: "But please come back safely."

Ye Qingxuan was silent for a moment, nodded and promised:

"Your Majesty, please rest assured, I will be back soon."

After speaking, he looked at Shi Dong, and Shi Dong nodded: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, the Grand Inquisitor, I still have experience in protecting important people. Before you come back, Your Majesty will never make any mistakes."

"Leave it to you."

Ye Qingxuan turned around and walked towards the door of the throne room.

Amid the roar of the sky and the earth, he stared at the assembled witch hammers.

The Nomadic Mountain hung high in the sky, casting a huge shadow.

The priests in iron armor held high the banners with the holy emblems decorated with iron wire, bowed their heads to his figure, and half-knelt on the ground.

The bloody rain fell from the sky, along the silent steel armor, and sprinkled on the ground, turning into a pool of water, reflecting the young man's white hair and ice-like face.

As Ye Qingxuan walked by, the visors of the knights on both sides lit up, as if the giants awakened, and the sound of the ether furnace starting up sounded one after another. The sound of steel friction gathered in one place, like a group of bees flapping their wings and flying.

On the banner, the holy emblem decorated with iron wires glowed with a scorching red glow, and the scorching temperature spread out from it, evaporating the blood rain falling on the banner.

Behind Ye Qingxuan, in the twisted rain curtain, one holy emblem after another slowly lit up and was raised high to the sky, announcing the arrival of judgment.

The terrifying temperature radiated, dispelling the deep cold.

The witch's hammer roared forward, like mercury flowing in the groove, reflecting the cold iron light.

Until the end, with the figure of that person, the loud noise echoed between heaven and earth.

The flame ignited again.

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While walking, Ye Qingxuan heard the city constantly bursting with loud noises, and the sky was spinning.

The maze-like road was constantly broken and reorganized, and it was impossible to tell the east, south, west and north. Soon, the collision between the heaven on earth and Avalon finally came to an end.

Then, the golden dragon's glory fell from the sky, landed on Ye Qingxuan's head, and turned into a crown.

The blessing from the majestic first symphony not only brought power, but also handed over the control of the city and the safety of the throne room to him.

Ye Qingxuan finally experienced the feeling of the royal family walking in the city. The sense of fulfillment that everything is ready for me and everything is under control.

At this moment, he is no longer the designer at the beginning, but has become the controller of the city. All protective measures are under his control.

The city has become an extension of his body, changing with his will.

All defenses have been added to him. As long as he is alive, no one can break through the heaven on earth and step into the throne room... In other words, if he dies, the heaven on earth will no longer have any barriers.

"What a heavy responsibility, Your Majesty."

He turned his head, staring at the direction of the palace, sighing softly. When he turned his head, he saw the dragon-slaying spear that penetrated all barriers and barriers in the distorted light and shadow.

Under the direction of the spear, the artifact forged to kill Leviathan released a terrifying divine power, completely cutting off the chaotic music theory and restoring everything to its original appearance.

Among the dead souls, Lancelot, holding the Fallen Iron, has put on his visor again. The silver iron face is dripping with bloody rain, and the gorgeous patterns also reveal a cold and ferocious look.

Behind the visor, only a pair of indifferent and cold eyes are revealed.

Even though the person in front of him is the only son of his sister, he is not shaken at all.

Ye Qingxuan stared at Lancelot, trying to see something, but he could only see the same strangeness as always.

"Lancelot, is it necessary to do this?"

Lancelot did not speak, but lowered his eyes, holding the tail of the Dragon Slayer in his hand. The long spear swept across the ground under his swing, drawing a complete circle, with the beginning and the end connected.

The spear tip rubbed against the stone, and sparks flew.

At the moment when the circle was completed, invisible power burst out, and all the rain falling from the sky was pushed away. The water on the ground fled one after another as if in fear, forming a shocking blank.

In that blank space, the spear tip slowly raised and pointed at Ye Qingxuan.

"Is that so?"

Ye Qingxuan understood and nodded: "Well, I don't have to listen to your hardship... To be honest, I have wanted to beat you up for a long time. Now I finally have such an opportunity, it's great."

As he said, he slowly raised his hand, and his voice rang in everyone's ears:

"Don't worry, kill all the enemies!"

In response, the armored knights advanced like a dam bursting and a torrent sweeping, and the roar that resounded throughout the battlefield,

"—— Deusvult!!!"

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Just as the Witch Hammer collided with the torrent of the Royal Musicians, and the pure white moonlight illuminated the Dragon Slayer Spear, Avalon and the Earthly Kingdom collided again.

In the huge turmoil, a sea tide hundreds of meters high was raised out of thin air, sweeping and swaying.

The split road to godhood collided with each other as the Earthly Kingdom and Avalon overlapped. On two identical thrones, completely different ancestors and descendants stared at each other from a seemingly distant distance.

On them, the blades and scabbards resonated.

The power of Leviathan turned into a torrent, blessing both parties continuously. The glory of the heaven on earth became more and more dazzling, and Arthur's fury grew.

"Stolen dragon blood, stolen crown, dare you touch my things!"

The black dragon power roared suddenly, and under Arthur's will, it gathered into a beam in his palm and threw it towards the heaven on earth. It was obviously a thought placed on the ether, but it burst out with thunder and lightning.

On Mary's body, countless music theories and rivets, the shadow of the scabbard suddenly emerged, and then set off the golden dragon power, facing the attack.

Encountering the ancestor and the source, the dragon power that should have collapsed at the touch actually clamped the dark spear thrown in mid-air, crushed it, and fell apart.

Arthur was stunned for a moment, and then he saw an even more incredible consequence.

Even without Mary's will, the golden chapter of victory was heading, and the beastly nature that had evolved to the extreme evolved into a golden dragon again. Countless sword blades emerged from the dragon's might, like sharp teeth, slashing at Arthur.

The orders from him and the suppression from Leviathan were completely ineffective, and the shackles of the dragon blood curse were actually broken by someone!

Darkness burst out from his body like flames, burning the golden sword.

The deep darkness and the dazzling gold collided in one place.

"What on earth is it?"

Arthur gritted his teeth and suddenly stretched out his hand: "You who hide your head and show your tail, get out of here!"

In the roar, a faint pupil emerged from the golden dragon's might, opened, and cast a contemptuous glance at Arthur.

Then, a vague reflection appeared in the huge pupil.

It can be vaguely distinguished that it is a golden hound.

The hound growled, and actually controlled the music in the scabbard, commanding the golden chapter of victory, and fought back against Arthur.

The dragon's might tore through the air, and it actually made a vague sound like words, so familiar.

"Is that chair comfortable to sit on?"

At that moment, Arthur's pupils dilated, and the reflection of the dark sun spun angrily, and what emerged was the desperate killing intent and jealousy from the heart.

The black dragon's might swept, and suddenly cut off the hound's reflection, leaving a series of tragic scars.

"This is something that belongs to me, and it has nothing to do with you!"

Arthur stared at the hound's figure: his eyes were gloomy and ferocious: "You can miss it as much as you want, but you will never touch it again..."

In the eyes of the dragon, the golden hound lowered its head, seemed to sigh, and shook its tail indifferently.

"Whether it's nostalgia or contempt, sitting on it makes me feel very nervous."

A vague voice said: "A fisherman's son had a dream. When he woke up, those things should have disappeared. He shouldn't be too attached to them..."

"You are the fisherman's son, I am not!"

The roar interrupted it, and the dark dragon power burst out, gathered into shape, pulling the power of the scorching sun in the sky, and transformed into a ferocious scale claw.

The collision of scales was like the friction of gold and iron, bursting out dazzling sparks.

The heaven on earth shook violently under the scratching of the dark claws, and the music theory of Genesis quickly deflected most of the power, and a crack appeared on the core bell tower.

On the throne, Mary's body trembled, and the corresponding scars broke on her arms.

"The time for gossip ends here, now..."

In Arthur's eyes, the empty dark sun lit up again, replaced by a thrilling flame:

“——Bring the sword and sheath here!”