In the dark night sky, the clouds were illuminated by the color of the flames, like blood and scarlet.
In the scorching wind, ashes flew up into the sky, and the scattered fire powder flickered in the sky and disappeared without a trace, like flaming stars rising slowly.
The fire has burned to its peak.
On the streets, the fighting has entered a fever pitch.
Amidst the fighting and counter-attacks that spread across every corner, everyone's ears were filled with roars and whines.
There was clearly a cold and mysterious aura floating in the air, but that aura was covered by the heat of the flames, and the faint laughter and chants lingering in everyone's ears were replaced by roars and screams, becoming inaudible. .
Covered in layers of masonry and hundreds of meters underground, the majestic and hoarse chants rolled like thunder.
This is the central agency and final laboratory.
Roaring chants and music echoed in this perfect circular square, rolling between the walls, rushing into the darkness of the dome, and spreading in all directions.
The burning mercury flows in the gaps between the bricks and stones, forming mysterious notes and movements. Those movements change and twist rapidly, like snakes suffocating to death.
"The grace of God is so sweet! We sinners are forgiven. I was lost in the past, but now I am on the right path. I was blind, but I can see again..."
Just above those patterns, dozens of musicians wearing blood-colored robes occupied the resonance eye, connecting with each other's minds and chanting the fallen hymn feverishly.
In the midst of the fanatical chanting, their eyes rolled back, and their minds seemed to be on fire with the fanatical singing, immersed in this seemingly endless chant.
It is obviously a hymn and melody with sacred meaning, but at this moment, it reveals the unspoken madness and ferocity.
Tide-like ether fluctuations rippled out from their bodies, turning into red light that seemed to come from purgatory.
There were bursts of neighing and roaring in the void, as if the door to hell was about to open and the kingdom of demons was about to come!
This was originally one of the twenty hymns in the "Calixstinus Scroll", a classic recorded by the ancestors of saints and a treasure passed down from generation to generation by a certain faction in the order.
Later, during the war in the dark world, it was usurped by the apostles of the evil god. With the power of the Hundred-Eyed One, all twenty hymns of gods were defiled and turned into hymns of evil spirits!
And in the midst of the fanatical chanting, the color of blood poured in continuously from the void.
It was immeasurable scarlet. The gurgling streams gathered from all directions and turned into rivers. The rivers surged and converged into tides.
The blood-colored tide covered the ceiling, the earth, and everyone's breath, overlapping to form the scene of a raging ocean.
That is blood that has been extracted and purified countless times, the source of life squeezed from countless lives!
Tide-like blood rippled in the air, faintly intertwining into a huge whirlpool.
Around the vortex, it seemed as if space was distorted.
And right in the center of the whirlpool is deep, invisible darkness!
"Red Eyes, the bloody road is about to open, speed up!"
Just outside the blood array, the masked robin issued an order. He looked at the bright light brewing in the blood with feverish eyes.
In the center of the blood array, the black musician with red eyes sucked in the immeasurable life force, and the fanatical praise in his mouth became more hoarse and sharp.
The vortex trembled violently.
Soon.
Soon!
The bloody road is about to begin!
The robin chuckled and disappeared into the darkness.
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boom!
In the burning lower city, a thunder suddenly burst out from the dark clouds in the sky. This is a celestial phenomenon caused by the flow of huge amounts of ether, but it is like the anger of the gods above the clouds, roaring.
A blazing electric light fell from the sky and struck the spire of Tower Bridge like a whip, making a group of mounted policemen turn pale in shock.
After the thunder, the sound of the ocean tide outside the city disappeared strangely, but the wind did not stop.
The wind carried a chilly air that numbed the scalp, making people shiver.
—A heavy rain is coming!
There was suffocation between heaven and earth.
But in the suffocating silence, the police sergeant on Tower Bridge felt a surge of uneasiness in his heart, so strong.
Just behind him, in the darkness on the other side of the Tower Bridge, there was the sound of galloping horse hooves. In the darkness, dozens of iron wheels rolled over the bluestone, bursting out with faint loud noises and flying sparks.
It was a carriage, and at least one convoy of people rushed over from the upper city!
The sergeant's legs trembled, and he subconsciously looked in the direction of the courier, but there was no trace of the courier - he was clearly still here just now!
In his astonishment, the thunderous sound of galloping gradually began!
"Stop! Turn around immediately, the front is not..."
The guard on the other side of the Tower Bridge yelled angrily, but the horses' hooves and wheels suddenly accelerated, running over the center of the checkpoint, smashing the fragile checkpoint into pieces and falling apart!
Like a nightmare in the dark night, the motorcade smashed the checkpoint, rushed onto Tower Bridge, galloped down the narrow lane, and rushed straight towards the lower city!
More than three meters tall, the giant horse, as huge as a monster, was pulling the carriage at a fast pace.
They raised their iron hooves, crushed the green bricks, roared with wind and thunder, broke through the darkness and obstruction, and rushed towards the huge gate with hesitation, as if they regarded the entire gate as if it did not exist? !
"Are they crazy?"
The Sheriff's face turned pale and he staggered back: "Get out of the way quickly, let..."
boom!
Giant horses and wheels roared past him, and the strong wind caused him to stumble to the ground. All he could hear was the roar of iron wheels crushing the earth.
That motorcade came as if riding a storm and a demon. Wherever it passed, all the checkpoints and obstacles were shattered, and it crashed straight into the iron fence blocking the Tower Bridge.
There was no appearance of flesh and blood at all. The two giant horses neighed, and their dark eyes faced the obstacle in front of them without fear. When the iron hooves trampled the ground, bursts of thunder burst out.
Immediately afterwards, there was a strong shock that made everyone weak to the ground.
First it deforms, then dents, and finally twists and collapses!
Facing the impact of the giant horse, the thick fence, which was as thick as a wrist, shattered, and the broken iron pieces flew out and were deeply embedded in the rock.
The dark carriage broke through the final blockade and rushed into the burning lower city.
The sergeant stared blankly at the long motorcade passing through the checkpoint so brazenly. His mind was confused and confused, and he only felt a wave of fear from the bottom of his heart.
"then."
Someone beside him said, throwing something into his arms. He lowered his head sluggishly and saw the head in his arms - that was the head of the royal envoy who was so majestic just now and was shouting at them.
His body shook, his lips trembled, and he couldn't even scream.
"Don't be afraid, it's fake."
The man wearing a gray and black poncho patted him on the shoulder: "His death has nothing to do with you."
"Fake?"
The police chief looked up blankly: "He clearly has a royal badge..."
His voice stopped suddenly, because a silver dragon head badge was placed in front of him, and the man in the gray poncho shook the badge in his hand.
"Have you really seen it?"
He took back his badge, stretched out his hand, grabbed the carriage at the end of the convoy, and was lifted up, suddenly flying towards the rear and disappearing with the convoy.
At the last moment, the Sheriff saw his poncho flapping in the wind.
The remaining firelight illuminated the dark red pattern on it.
—The emblem of the red dragon and sword!
"Royal Orchestra?"
He couldn't help but murmur softly, watching blankly as the convoy drove away and disappeared into the burning darkness.