In the sky, when Claude looked down at the two people on the rooftop in the distance, a hint of malice appeared on his ferocious expression.
It seemed that he was aware of Ye Qingxuan's resistance, but his expression couldn't help but be contemptuous: a mantis' arm is like a chariot.
He awakens the movement in the bone flute again and plays the melody!
In an instant, it was like a bronze elephant roaring and a lion roaring.
That was a vast and huge roar!
Just like hundreds of horns were blown in an instant, in the majestic melody like a mountain falling apart, the ether gathered from all directions, emerged like a tide, and the rainbow light moved.
That terrifying melody hit the eardrums, deafening, causing the rain in the sky to roll back, turn into water vapor, and fly into the sky...
The heavy rain was actually contained under the intimidation of that melody.
This is a given.
"The Horn of Might": It was a piece of music created by the saints in order to praise the gods during the religious art era that lasted hundreds of years. What is praised is the great majesty that emerges when divine power moves on the earth!
—In a short time, I will once again shake the heavens and the earth, the sea and the dry land. I will shake all the nations!
It was an extremely majestic roar. It brewed explosive vibrations from a point of nothingness, forcibly subduing all things and making them move along with it.
Wherever its power passes, everything will be shattered into powder in the wild vibrations!
The next moment, the sound of trumpets burst out!
A thin ripple rose out of thin air and spread out from Claude's fingertips!
The ether's riot swept forward, instantly shattering large areas of rain into thick water vapor, forming a thick fog.
The cone-shaped ripples spread towards Ye Qingxuan silently.
Wherever the ripples passed, the walls trembled and turned into dust, the water vapor trembled and evaporated into nothingness, and the dust trembled and shattered.
Even the air was about to explode, making a sharp sound like glass breaking. Just on that cone-shaped collapse trajectory, everything collapsed into sand.
The pale mist swelled, and destruction came.
In the sky, Claude smiled ferociously, concentrating on controlling the ripples of destruction, surrounding those two damn bugs, then closing them bit by bit, tearing them into pulverized mud!
In this case, the professor's final arrangement will completely fail! Like a frightened bird, he also found some psychological comfort and danced with joy because of his wonderful counterattack against the professor.
I just don’t know why, but I feel a sense of guilt in my heart.
He survived, but his teammates would probably die in the hands of the professor... Even the monster Green Teeth would have a hard time fighting against the professor, right
When they needed themselves most, they actually did nothing! This feeling of guilt and humiliation kept rising and growing uncontrollably.
When he noticed it, he had already fallen into it involuntarily, and even the control of the divine horn unconsciously showed loopholes.
In the sound of rain, a wailing melody sounded, like the roar of the dead in the ears!
Before he knew it, the dark melody had penetrated deeply into his heart.
That kind of melody was like pervasive mercury. Amidst his emotional chaos and drastic changes from fear to excitement, it had quietly lurked into his heart, and then gradually aroused the chaos in his heart.
In that manic and desperate melody, the darkness in the soul was awakened, and Ling fell deeply into confusion and pain.
If he were still a resonance-level enlightenment musician and knew all the changes in the ether, he would definitely not ignore this poisonous snake sneaking into his heart.
But his heartbeat has been completely defeated, and his entire mental defense is full of loopholes. His emotions are ups and downs, and he doesn't know how many gaps are left...
hateful! hateful! hateful!
In mid-air, Claude's eyes struggled, and the remaining starlight was extinguished silently. His expression kept changing, sometimes innocent, sometimes ferocious, sometimes laughing wildly.
He has fallen deeply into the dark side of his soul.
It's like being drowned in a dark river.
Pain, loneliness, and... despair!
At the moment when he was about to collapse, the Silver Maiden gave out a chill, causing him to lose consciousness and struggled to stay awake.
what 's wrong
He looked around in astonishment, only to find that when he was distracted, the power of the Divine Horn had dissipated.
The heavy rain fell from the sky again, dispersing the thick mist and vaguely revealing the dark figure.
He was staring at himself quietly, and when he noticed that he had come back to his senses, he smiled mockingly.
In an instant, the wailing melody in the rain suddenly rose from a whisper in the ears to the roar of a desperate soul.
The rain was stirring wildly, going crazy!
In the air, he could barely maintain his balance.
The blizzard field shook violently and was about to dissipate.
There were invisible forces fighting for his body. That dark melody has penetrated into his body, trying to shake his will and make him fall to the ground!
In an instant, the ecstatic soul fell into the abyss.
It finally dawned on him.
Black musician!
It’s a black musician again!
The person who sneaked up on me turned out to be just a cover. Among the two rhythm-level musicians, there was actually a black musician hidden...
A black musician who has no scruples about the Great Barrier of Avalon and dares to act openly!
But why? Why doesn't the barrier respond to such a desperate and crazy melody? ! What did that guy get in exchange for it from the evil god? Even the induction of the big barrier can be blocked!
His eyes were panicked and desperate, and he couldn't figure out what was going on!
We can't delay it any longer, we have to get out of here...
He rode the wind and snow without thinking, trying to escape from this damn ghost place. This is Avalon after all. As long as he escapes, he will not dare to catch up...
No black musician dares to rise to the sky in the royal capital. No matter how the barrier's induction is shielded, the black musician who dares to rise to the sky will definitely trigger the highest level alarm. At that time, the Knights of the Round Table will mobilize to kill him to death. None left!
That's right, that's the only way...
He increased his speed, and his body flew into the distance with the strong wind.
He didn't see that after he turned his head, the cold black figure twitched for an instant and almost fell to the ground.
In the torrential rain, the exhausted young man stared at his retreating figure and slowly shook his head: How could I let you run away after so much effort
"The weather is really nice tonight."
He smiled and raised his cane. On top of the cane, Indra's Eye reflected the crazy lightning in the black cloud:
"-Don't turn the three realms into ashes!"
It was like a fatal switch had been pressed.
In an instant, the clouds shook, and a dazzling light lit up, like a furious flame burning behind the black paper.
For a moment the dark clouds were illuminated by a fiery flash.
Between heaven and earth, everything is pale!
It was as if the gods above the clouds were angry, so the three realms and six realms stopped shaking, emitting a drum sound that silenced all things!
In the midst of the majestic thunder, a blinding flash of lightning tore through the clouds and fell from the sky!
Even if he blocked it with his palm, his eyes were stung by the blazing light that penetrated the flesh and blood.
Thunder Emperor Indra's furious electricity was like a hammer, completely tearing the blizzard's domain into pieces, piercing through several shields and self-defense alchemical weapons, and finally poured into Claude's body.
In the countless flashes of lightning, Claude screamed, his whole body was burned to black, and he fell to the ground.
boom!
He fell into the mud.
On the roof of the building, Ye Qingxuan, who had lost too much blood again, felt dizzy and almost fell downstairs. Fortunately, Bai Xi quickly caught him and poured a tube of healing potion into him.
"Hurry up, there are big fish to catch later. That guy is just a small fish and a shrimp."
Soon, Ye Qingxuan forcibly cheered up, looked down at the dimmed Eye of Indra in his hand, and sighed softly:
"It's just that this thing is really amazingly powerful."
If ordinary people were to use this thing, they would probably be completely drained the first time. Even though Ye Qingxuan had dragon blood, he was almost losing too much blood and fell into a coma.
However, its power is definitely worth its price!
On such a rainy day, the Eye of Indra can trigger thunder and lightning in the clouds at any time. Just like a resonance-level musician drawing on the power of the world, the Eye of Indra consumes the same blood, but its power increases almost dozens of times.
This is what he relies on.
With it in hand, even if he faced off against a third-level musician, Ye Qingxuan would be sure to win.
What's more, the opponent is a guy like Claude who was not only knocked down from the resonance level, but also suffered serious injuries and could only rely on musical instruments to show off his power
Everything went as planned.
First, he used cold arrows to attract him, and then deliberately led him to discover his location, making him relax his vigilance and walk out of the house because of the two rhythm levels.
From the moment he burst into the sky with a maniacal laugh, this battle was destined to be Ye Qingxuan's victory.
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The originally empty house was in a mess.
After a blizzard swept through, everything turned into ice. Under the impact of the violent thunder plow, everything turned into ashes.
That is the furious fire of Thunder Emperor Indra. Everything will be shattered wherever it passes!
Claude was dragged into the house by Ye Qingxuan and thrown to the ground.
At that moment, the thunderstorm penetrated the blizzard field and fell on him. All the alchemy items were burned to the point of collapse at that moment.
Ye Qingxuan's estimate was slightly wrong, and the power was still too great. He was only a little bit close to completely annihilating this guy physically and mentally, and was burned to ashes in the thunderstorm.
Even so, he was already dying.
Fortunately, musicians have been in contact with the ether for a long time, and their skeletal muscles will also be continuously strengthened through years of penetration and enhancement. What's more, after the musician resonates with the world, his physical fitness will skyrocket, and his vitality will be comparable to that of a cockroach.
Otherwise, Ye Qingxuan would really go crazy: After all this effort, wasn't it just to stay alive
Just after pouring a tube of healing potion to kill him, Claude let out a painful groan and opened his mouth again to spit out black blood.
"who is it… "
He opened his eyes with difficulty, full of confusion and resentment: "Who is it?"
"Oh, I can still talk! It's great."
A foot stepped on him, and the black figure showed an apologetic smile: "Sorry, it's my first time to use this move, so I wasn't sure about it. Besides, you are so powerful, what if I can't kill you but you come back?" manage?"
"Who is where?"
Claude's face was pale, and he tried hard to see the person clearly, but it was all blurry.
"Can't you see clearly?"
The young man holding the cane bent forward and politely took off his deerstalker hat: "We meet again, Mr. Claude, the royal musician."
"It turns out...it's you!"
When he finally saw the smiling face, Claude's whole body was engulfed in fear. He still remembered this timid and hesitant young man during the day, but now that smiling face was full of weirdness that made him shudder.
He tried hard to make a sound, but could only cough violently:
"Who exactly are you?!"
"I almost forgot, I haven't introduced myself yet. You can call me Sherlock Holmes. The Avenging Evil: Sherlock Holmes."
The young man grinned: