Crown of Silence

Chapter 759 Please enter the urn

Since the nine worlds cannot be formed, then settle for the next best thing and save the last deterrent force for Asgard!

For this reason, the old musician did not hesitate to target Silent Moon.

As long as the elements and power of the Silent Moon are mastered, once activated, Asgard will become a desperate situation for any musician.

After the Wyrmrest Barrier spreads across the entire land, Asgard, which has lost its musicians, will no longer be afraid of any musicians challenging itself. With today's huge national power as the foundation, no matter what kind of war it encounters, Asgard can fight it!

At this moment, the fire is like a flame, burning the matrix of the World Tree, but Odin's divinity uses this as a bridge to rush towards the Silent Moon, infecting the moon wheel.

Replace gods with gods, gain power with power.

Trade Odin, who is doomed to be unable to form, in exchange for a true god!

At this point, Ye Qingxuan is no longer able to interfere in this battle, and he does not dare to. He still needs to suppress the power of the nine worlds, integrate them into the land of nothing, and turn it into a true divine domain.

Moreover, once he intervenes and is considered an enemy by Silent Moon, Ye Qingxuan will definitely not get any good results!

At this moment, he has been expelled from the war by the old musician and can only witness all this.

Witness the brutal fight between Silent Moon and Odin.

Watching the moon disk falling little by little, towards the cage formed by the old musician.

Watching Odin burn under the disintegration of the moonlight, gradually falling apart, until finally, the last ray of moonlight was completely swallowed by Vanaheim.

In just ten minutes, after the Hundred-Eyed Man, there was finally a second attrition among the Three Pillar Gods.

Relying on the prototype of the divine realm built by Ye Qingxuan and driven by the old musician, the power of the Silent Moon was completely swallowed up by Vanaheim.

As a price, all the divinity in the old musician's hands has been burned away.

Odin is gone.

There is no winner in the battle between the two gods, only Asgard.

The divine realm slowly dissipated, and Vanaheim was hidden under the earth again, with no trace left. But now I'm afraid the whole world already knows that Asgard has mastered the elements and power of the Silent Moon...

The phantom of the old musician appeared under the ruins, like a last flashback. He took off his hat and saluted Ye Qingxuan, thanking him for his 'help' to Asgard.

In the end, Ye Qingxuan was still taken advantage of by the old musician.

Ye Qingxuan shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Did you plan this from the beginning?" he asked.

"You've seen the best outcome, now it's just the worst outcome."

The old musician laughed self-deprecatingly, cracks appeared on his face, and a crisp sound came from the depths of his body, which was the countdown to death.

Everything about him has been burned away along with Odin.

The last obsession will dissipate between heaven and earth as the wish is fulfilled.

But when he finally stared at this land, his eyes were still full of nostalgia and reluctance.

He succeeded

Even if it is a minimal success, even if it is the worst result in the plan, he will leave the final protection for the Asgardians.

The power that can keep Asgard from falling apart in the coming turbulent years...

"Can I ask you to take more care of Asgard in the future?" The old musician looked at Ye Qingxuan, "If one day the new world you created comes, can you show some mercy to the Asgardians?"

"You are already dying, are you still thinking about this?"

Ye Qingxuan asked indifferently, but the old musician did not answer. He just looked at him with pleading eyes. He was silent for a long time and nodded, "I promise you."

"It would be great."

The old musician smiled in relief and sat down on the ground.

Cracked gaps are all over the body, and there is not much time left.

"This is a shame..."

He stared greedily at the world riddled with holes and murmured softly: "It has become so ugly, but I still... can't give up on this world..."

He murmured, sighed, stared, and cared.

He closed his eyes.

In the weak wind, quietly dissipated into dust.

——

"Then I have to leave too."

Elsa glanced at Ye Qingxuan. She had been bouncing around but now she calmed down. Looking at Ye Qingxuan, her eyes became complicated and sad.

Without saying anything, he just stretched out his hand and pinched Ye Qingxuan's face.

"What's wrong?" Ye Qingxuan asked.

"Because you are also the emperor now." Elsa shook her head sadly, "Grandpa said that there is no way for the emperor to be friends."

Ye Qingxuan couldn't help laughing and shook his head.

"I am not the emperor, and I will never be."

He reached out and tapped his forehead:

"In this case, we can be friends, right?"

The sadness dissipated, Elsa looked at Ye Qingxuan with wide eyes, her clear eyes seemed to be burning with the flame of joy, glowing with light.

"Then if you have time, can you come to me?"

"must."

Ye Qingxuan smiled, "We will always be friends, right?"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah!"

Elsa nodded vigorously, her long flame-like hair swaying, she was still the crazy girl she was back then. She took out the small thing she carried with her from her arms and put it into Ye Qingxuan's hand.

"Also, this, I remade it and give it to you, don't lose it!"

Ye Qingxuan reached out and saw the familiar straw doll, but it seemed to have been recast by extremely complex and profound alchemy. Every strand seemed to glow, immortal for thousands of years, and its face was completely different from the round and ugly appearance of the past, and it looked very much like himself.

"Okay."

He held the doll tightly and watched the queen, who was as happy as a crazy girl, disappear in the flames and go away.

After a long time, he put Elsa's gift in his arms and walked into the depths of the disintegrating battlefield.

Although Odin is dead, there are still precious things left.

For example, the World Tree containing the Gungnir Matrix, even if it was directly hit by the Silent Moon, it still survived and did not perish with Odin.

However, at that moment, a black shadow suddenly jumped out of the void, took advantage of Ye Qingxuan's slowness, opened its mouth, grabbed the World Tree, and then spread its dark wings and fled quickly.

Ye Qingxuan was stunned, watching the huge black dragon with the breath of death disappear at the end of the sky in an instant, at an incredible speed.

When he reacted, he couldn't help but want to curse.

He worked hard for a long time, but the final spoils were taken away by this old bitch hiding next to him?

Are you kidding me!

In just a moment, Ye Qingxuan had already felt the breath and power of the visitor, this element full of the taste of the abyss, this familiar lowly breath, this shameless style...

The whole world can only be controlled by one person.

"Naberis!!!"

Ye Qingxuan gritted his teeth, clenched the sword of the New Testament, and his eyes were red with anger.

Well, I haven't settled accounts with you since I became the chief judge, and I tied you to the stake, but you touched my head instead!

Well, well, if I don't let you know how powerful I am today, I will go to the abyss with you!

The light of the Sword of the New Testament shone, and Ye Qingxuan's Holy Spirit incarnation soared into the air, locking onto the 'Black Knight' who was already far away in the sky, and bursting with murderous intent.

But at that moment, his pursuit came to an abrupt end.

Because, behind him... a majestic spring of power gushed out.

Countless hymns were sung, and the projection of the Holy Cauldron emerged again, and then a vague and majestic figure walked out of the void!

The supreme king is about to descend here!

The Red King?

Ye Qingxuan clenched the sword, as if facing a great enemy, but the next moment when the face of the visitor was raised, he was stunned.

"Brother, who are you?"

——

Outside the land of Asgard.

On the back of the pitch-black dragon, the black knight who turned into death held the World Tree in his hand and laughed to the sky.

Regardless of how long he had been lurking and enduring, he finally seized this opportunity, and suddenly jumped up and took the World Tree smoothly. Ye Qingxuan's dull face at that moment alone could make him savor it endlessly.

He had always been defeated by Ye Qingxuan, and now Naberis finally got back at him. It was just like the Hundred-Eyed One had enjoyed hundreds of blood sacrifices, bubbling with joy.

"Xiao Mo, Xiao Mo, hurry up!"

Naberis laughed loudly: "Let's go home and eat beef! This time we robbed a big family, and we won't have to worry about our foothold in the dark world in the future!"

He was eager to go home.

Now that he has the World Tree, he is the most powerful among the remaining forces in the Abyss, and no one can compare to him. When he returns, he will be able to completely control all the fallen musicians and demon tribes.

At that time, he will completely turn over and obtain power that is not inferior to that of Paganini before his rebellion, and there will be no Abyss Sage to hinder him.

Although the abyss is doomed to collapse and it is difficult to achieve great success, who would dare to revive the abyss without knowing their own strength?

After giving up the muddy water of the human world, this power is enough to run a horse circle in the dark world, allowing him to further study the power left by the Hundred Eyes.

With the World Tree in hand, he is sure to completely integrate all the heritage left by the Hundred Eyes, truly transform himself into a natural disaster, immortal and immortal - to achieve the wish he has given everything for hundreds of years.

When he thought that day was just around the corner, Naberish couldn't help but sing happily.

At this moment, on the vast ocean, Naberish overlooked the infinite scenery and couldn't help but sigh: Ye Qingxuan was too impatient after all.

If he took it slowly, brought all the troops to crush Asgard step by step, and the heavy troops completely blocked the surroundings and made them into an iron barrel, how could the current situation appear?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing again.

Black Dragon turned back in confusion, looking at his happy face, "Uncle, what are you laughing at?"

"I'm laughing at Ye Qingxuan's scheming after all."

The Black Knight pointed to the surroundings and said, "Not to mention other things, just ambushing a group of Witch Hammer Knights on the periphery can block his way, which is enough for him to catch up calmly."

Before he finished speaking, the clouds broke and the iron whale sang.

The steel warship emerged from the clouds.

Immediately afterwards, under the sea, the etheric fluctuations of countless purification musicians sounded, and one scepter after another rose from the Nomadic Mountain. In an instant, the Holy Wall was erected from all directions.

In the end, on the deck of the Nomadic Mountain, a wheelchair was pushed forward.

The young man in the wheelchair seemed to be unable to bear the coldness in the sky, with a thin blanket covering his knees. His handsome face made people feel good, but he had a pair of iron-gray eyes that exuded a cold chill.

As he said...

The ambush is coming!

Naberish was stunned, and he felt an urge to slap himself in the face, what a crow's mouth!

Soon, he looked at the visitor and sneered.

"It's been a long time, Mr. Robin!"

Not caring about the mockery in his words, Watson just nodded slightly, "Indeed, it's been a long time, Mr. Naberish."

Naberish looked around the blockade, and finally, looked coldly at the commander of all this.

"You expected it?"

"After all, we have known each other before."

Watson lit the cigarette at the corner of his mouth, "Originally, we were just going to support His Highness as reinforcements, but I think... waiting here for a while will be more effective, right?"

As he said, he flicked the ash and looked at the black dragon, "Now that the new emperor has ascended the throne, it is not a good thing for His Highness Mordred to wander abroad. He should return home as soon as possible to avoid chaos."

On the back of the dragon, Naberis transformed into a black knight and asked indifferently:

"Are you sure you can keep me?"

Watson just smiled, as if he had heard a joke from him, smoking slowly, a balanced hourglass emerged from behind, and the strange way of the canon emerged.

In the end, he threw the cigarette butt into the wind outside the deck, took out a glass bottle of the same style as the dark lord from his arms, and showed a hideous smile exactly like Stone:

"--Now, let's fall into the trap."