Crown of Silence

Chapter 762 Heaven

A voice sounded, in every corner of everyone's consciousness.

At this moment, all contemplation and meditation were interrupted and occupied by the indescribable voice. No matter if you have ears or not, you can listen, and you must listen to the whisper from the sky.

No lips opened or closed, as if the words were like flowing water, pouring down from the highest place, immersing everyone in it.

There was no more sound in the world.

Only his soft whisper remained.

[I saw a new world again, the previous sky was gone, and the sea was no longer there. ]

So, in a flash, countless blood falling from the sky solidified and stagnated in the void, as if frozen in amber. Then, the sound of crystal breaking sounded, from the blood spreading on the earth.

Countless red crystals grew out of the blood, like new buds sprouting on fertile soil, and in a flash, crystal plants grew on the earth.

The blood rain solidified in the void also grew, just like the water that turned into snowflakes under a microscope, with complex prisms growing in an interlaced manner, forming a perfect order and symmetrical topological figure.

Under the endless interference of nature, the entire solidified world turned into a huge reactor.

The blood rain was refined into a static and huge crystal forest, with countless crystals hanging high, and the world turned into a strange world. There was no longer the weirdness and horror of a few short finger snaps, but it was full of solemnity and magnificence.

Finally, a finger was bent, popped out, and hit the blood crystal in front of it.

Bang!

The crisp sound spread.

Then, it was like the roar of the ice sea.

The spores shattered, and the sound of the cracks spread over the ground, and then the loud noise of the collision between lava and ice was emitted. The sharp sounds of countless metal friction overlapped in one place, turning into a grand elegy that was difficult for human ears to hear.

In the huge resonance, the rupture was spreading.

Pale cracks emerged from the crystals of blood, piercing and splitting from the inside out, and finally, completely tearing apart all the substances contained in it, accompanied by a roar of collapse, the powder dissipated and returned to nothingness.

The blood rain that filled the sky and the earth disappeared without a trace.

The earth was restored as if it had been destroyed.

From hell to the human world, even if it was still devastated.

Then, in the sky, the eyes turned and looked at the earth.

[From the dust, return to the dust. ]

The voice said, [Those who should not live should not live anymore. ]

The hissing sound sounded from the earth, and the dark green insect eggs quickly dimmed and lost their color, and finally turned into pure soil particles.

In the green fog that filled the air, the sound of countless locusts flapping their wings came one after another, but then the harsh sound became scattered.

Because the wings were breaking and withering.

Those huge and jaw-dropping poisonous locusts lost their wings and fell from the sky.

Unlike the bloody scorched earth formed by the remaining poison of the curse, it was the weak spirituality formed by the violent beast nature blending into the soil and decaying grass seeds. Countless broken beast natures remaining in the ether gathered together to form poisonous locusts whose spirituality was almost non-existent. However, their number was terrifyingly hundreds of millions. They had no consciousness, but were endowed with fierce poison by the chaotic beast nature, and they were also born with hunger and were never satisfied.

At this moment, the incredible and terrifying number was of no use at all.

Under the gaze of those eyes, those highly polluting chaotic beast natures were easily wiped out. After the scales and powder were shaken off, they turned into gray bloated moths.

Soon, one by one, they were stiff and dead on the ground, and only dust remained on the broken and cracked shells.

As the divine power ran on the earth, the rushing mercury tide solidified in place, forming a lifelike silver sculpture. The bleak storm roared and roared, but it was getting slower and slower, and the madness was gone...

The world filled with natural disasters was changing.

The light shone on everything.

All things welcomed salvation.

[Don't hold your anger until the sun sets, and don't give the devil a place. 】

At that moment, all the holy spirits felt a strong suffocation, as if they were stepped into iron and stone, and their lungs could not function. Even if there were no lungs in the ether incarnation, the suffocation was so strong at this moment.

Even the ether flowing in the body no longer obeyed its command.

It had a new master.

Under the gaze of those eyes, the projection of the sacred cauldron dissipated, and was driven out of this place with the sound of the bell.

The remaining holy spirits quickly retreated, and then retreated again.

In the silent gaze, the silence of death filled the air.

"We retreat."

Chopin ordered hoarsely.

Mendelssohn turned back in surprise, his expression became angry, "The order of the Cardinals is to fight to the death... Do you want to escape?"

"The cardinals want to fight to the death, then let them fight to the death." Chopin's expression was indifferent: "At this point, is it meaningful to fight to the death? Or..."

He pointed to the god hanging high in the sky in the distance, sneered at his colleagues: "How much effort do you think it will take for that thing to kill us?"

Mendelssohn was silent.

"Retreat, I will bear all the consequences."

Chopin closed his eyes, "Facing this kind of thing... no matter how many sacrifices are made, it is meaningless."

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At this moment, endless power is running in the magnificent light. Wherever the light shines, there is a supreme will that controls everything and guides many chaos into order.

Rising from the material world, the light moved in the sea of ​​ether, forcibly calming all the storms. Then, upward, upward, and upward again, breaking through the boundaries of the ether world, it completely split the source of the operation of the natural disaster.

Wherever the magnificent light passed, all disasters were wiped out.

All natural disasters...completely eliminated!

Paganini's smile became stiff.

Charles, what are you doing? ! ! !

This is not swallowing and absorbing, this is pure destruction. After paying a huge price... God completely wiped out the natural disaster from the earth, and even the source was completely destroyed.

From then on, the eight phenomena will disappear without a trace.

Then, the light hanging high in the sky fell.

God's will was in operation.

The rumbling earth regained stability again, and the rock layer that sank to the bottom was lifted up by the new rock layer again. The volcano roared and erupted, but the boiling lava had no time to spew out, and it sank back into the earth's crust along the cracks in the rock layer.

The anger of the mountains and the earth was redirected, the lava flowing in the river cooled and solidified, and the heat was no longer there. Then, a new river was opened, and the springs surged and flowed again.

The sulfur smell in the air dissipated, and the dark sky formed by the gathering of ashes broke, revealing the dark starry sky behind. The moonlight once again descended on this land, but it could not cover up the glory of the gods.

The glory ran on the earth, like flowing water, causing countless gravel and dust to rise, and the collapsed walls and ruins to return to integrity again. Wherever it passed, the sound of wailing stopped.

Pain and torture could not continue to linger, because relief was granted to everyone.

Only not left for myself...

The divinity was burning.

Let the gods bathe in the fire of creation.

The originally pure and clean divinity was now controlled by the will in the tiny body. In the flames, the drooping eyes struggled and slowly raised, and the glory of human beings was revealed, painful and firm.

[If your right eye causes you to fall, dig it out... and throw it away. ]

He bent down with difficulty, stretched out his hand, and pressed his face. The magnificent voice disappeared, and what came out of his mouth turned into a hoarse murmur:

"It is better to... lose one of the hundreds of parts than to... let the whole body be thrown into hell..."

Reciting the "Holy Scripture" that inexplicably emerged in his mind, Charles' eyes flashed a look of determination, and his palm suddenly stretched out, and a twitching whine burst out from his throat.

A loud roar ran in the sky.

It was as if the heaven and earth were furious.

Accompanied by the finger piercing into the eye socket.

At this moment, everyone was stunned, staring at the madman in the sky, watching him dig out his right eye with difficulty and pain, cutting off the road to the source.

The King of Yellow stood up in astonishment, his face stiffened, but beside him, Ye Qingxuan was laughing, laughing loudly, as if the person who lost in the gamble was not himself.

With a cracking sound, Charles slowly lowered his palm, spread his five fingers, and revealed the right eye in his palm, which was condensed with divinity.

Where the right eye was originally, there was only a hole left.

Blood flowed from his face.

The scars had not healed.

Because the omnipotent power was rapidly dissipating.

It was as if he had been completely torn in two, and the part that belonged to the power was stripped out. With the loss of the right eye, even the projection of Eden was turbulent and disappeared again.

The huge wings abandoned him and dissipated in the depths of the ether.

God is no more.

The young man fell from the sky, towards the earth, as if he was expelled from the kingdom of God.

No power remained.

The hurricane hit him, and in the continuous fall, the long-lost weakness and pain filled his body again, and the earth that hit him was like death opening its arms, waiting for the final embrace.

But he did not feel fear.

Just satisfaction.

"Hello." He smiled with difficulty, stared at everything in the world with his remaining one eye, and whispered softly: "I'm back again..." The darkness swallowed him. —— When he opened his eyes from the mud, he heard Paganini's voice. "If I hadn't reacted quickly, you would have fallen to death now."

"Really?"

Charles forced a smile, only to feel the twitching pain in his limbs, "I'm..."

"Seriously injured."

Paganini replied indifferently, "I only had time to save you from falling to death. Your spine was severely injured, both legs were broken, and your internal organs were ruptured and bleeding. You have been severely anemic for a long time, relying entirely on divinity for support. After losing divinity, you will immediately lose your life... After returning to the Caucasus, you will probably be bedridden for several years."

"It sounds terrible." Charles sighed, "Did you save me?"

"You saved yourself."

Paganini said, "There was a chant doctor among the Asgardians you saved, who gave you a blood transfusion."

"Ah, thank him for me."

Charles smiled a little ashamedly and wanted to scratch his head, but he couldn't lift his arms. .

"He's dead."

Charles was stunned, his smile was stiff, and after a long time, he sighed softly, "Is that so... because he saved me?"

Paganini didn't speak.

"Do you have cigarettes?"

"No, I don't smoke." Paganini said coldly: "You'd better quit smoking from now on. As a mortal, your body can no longer withstand those bad habits."

"Yeah."

Charles responded, not knowing if he heard what he said, just staring at the sky with his remaining one eye.

Watching countless erratic figures rising from the ruins, flying towards the illusory kingdom. It was like souls flying in the sky, freed from the torture of life, and walking into the world of the dead.

"What are you looking at?"

Charles stared at the phantoms flying into the sky for a long time, whispering softly.

"Maybe it's heaven?"

After two days of stuck, this chapter is finally out, please give me a monthly ticket, please give me a... cough cough, nothing, thank you everyone.