In the sky outside the hospital, faint hymns echoed.
A thick curtain of rain instantly covered the world, extinguishing the flames in the lower city and extinguishing the last ray of fire, leaving the world in darkness.
Occasionally, there was a wild flash of lightning, illuminating the ferocious silhouette of Arkham Asylum.
Amidst the heavy rain, Jerome stared silently at the hospital in front of him, his eyes gloomy.
In his hand, the ether ball glowed faintly, with dozens of dim light spots flashing in it, which were the royal musicians who were swallowed by the darkness.
Those light spots were swaying, gathering together in the same place, fighting against the darkness, like candles in the wind, and several light spots had been completely extinguished.
Jerome's brows slowly frowned, and he pressed his palms on the suitcase beside him.
As an experienced commander, he did not tamper.
If he is outside, he can still detect the situation at any time and provide help to his subordinates when necessary. But if he rushes in recklessly at this time, I am afraid that if something changes, the entire army will be wiped out. .
However, if the situation does not improve in another three minutes, then he will use the royal secret order to open the suitcase and take out the sealed items.
It is an instrument made from the bones of a saint. Once the power within is awakened, the scepter can be temporarily obtained.
However, everyone who uses it will be eroded by the strongest power first, and those with weaker endurance will die on the spot. Even if I use it once, I am afraid I will be knocked down a rank, and I will have no hope of going further for the rest of my life.
This price is too heavy.
As time passed, darkness surged, and the chants became more hoarse and crazy. He could no longer wait any longer, and finally made up his mind.
But at this moment, the ether ball in his hand suddenly changed.
In an instant, the light spot that was originally like a candle in the wind trembled, then suddenly went out, and all the light spots disappeared without a trace.
Like being swallowed up instantly by a monster, their connection was completely interrupted, and they could not be reconnected no matter what method they used.
Jerome froze there, a trace of horror flashed in his eyes:
What is going on
Immediately afterwards, his pupils were stung and illuminated by the sudden burst of light from the etheric ball.
He saw that a huge ether tide emerged from the darkness and chaos. The tide disrupted all the ether fluctuations, completely covering up all noises, and set off a strange turbulent wave in the ether sea.
In an instant, that complex change exceeded the limit of the etheric sphere.
It became overloaded and so hot that even the rain falling on it evaporated into water vapor and drifted away. Jerome's expression changed and he threw the ether ball.
In mid-air, the ether ball made of heavy gold burst into pieces, but Jerome no longer had the heart to feel sorry for that thing.
In the overwhelming rainstorm, he raised his head in astonishment and looked up at the boiling darkness:
"What the hell is this?"
…
"!!!"
Just above Arkham Hospital, the dancing darkness froze at this moment, like a dead snake in severe pain, twitching in pain and gradually swelling.
The hymn stopped abruptly and turned into the dying cry of a giant beast.
That kind of scream containing despair and madness woke up the city in the dream, causing the fearful people to get up from their beds and tremble with fear.
Someone carefully opened the window and stared at the place where the neighing came from.
They saw the darkness twisting like a living thing, struggling wildly, and expanding rapidly. Until finally, it shattered!
It was killed.
Destruction from the inside out, whining and disappearing without a trace.
Something was brewing in that darkness, breaking through the layers of blockades and rising into the sky!
Wherever it passed, all the darkness was destroyed and driven away, the crazy hymn disappeared without a trace, and the anger of the evil god could not suppress it, but was driven back to the abyss by it.
It was a pure white glow like the bright moon!
As everyone looked up, the pure white moon rose from the earth toward the sky.
Wherever the light went, the downpour stopped abruptly. Wherever the moonlight goes, the sky is filled with dark clouds. Even the turbulent sea became peaceful.
The moon shines brightly.
All the hustle and bustle turned into silence at this moment, the restlessness and uneasiness disappeared without a trace, and everyone's minds were calmed down like never before.
No longer afraid, no longer confused, just intoxicated in the moonlight, intoxicated in this clear and gentle glow.
Under the moonlight, Jerome was already sweating profusely.
He resisted the power in the moonlight, but his mind was in a mess.
"Whose music is this? Just the resonance with the Great Source, almost built a scepter in the etheric world..."
He murmured to himself, trying his best to recall this familiar power.
There was a name lingering in his memory, but he couldn't remember it no matter what. It should be the first time we met, but why, why did my palms tremble? !
That person, that person...
Who is it? !
"Zheng!"
A cold voice came from behind him. It was the sound of drawing a sword. The blade rubbed against the scabbard, trembled, and screamed endlessly!
The sound of the sword was like a lion's roar, and the aftertaste penetrated into his mind, waking him up from the chaos!
The nightmare is finally over.
Jerome staggered back, panting violently, and did not even dare to look at the clear brilliance of the moonlight again. Behind him, someone held his shoulders.
Jerome turned around and saw the emaciated knight in iron armor.
The knight's whole body was covered in a huge armor, making it difficult to see his face. Heavy armor covered his body, majestic and heavy.
Under the moonlight, the edges of the armor were so ferocious that people dared not look directly at them.
In the knight's other hand, he held a strange long sword. It was the sound of the sword that woke Jerome out of the chaos.
The long sword was shaped like a huge cross and looked like it was forged from two iron bars. It was heavy and rough, but when held in the knight's hand, it faintly exuded a sense of power.
Seeing him, Jerome calmed down and stopped panicking.
collapse!
Under his earnest gaze, the knight drew his sword, took three steps forward in the moonlight, held the sword upside down in his hand, and suddenly nailed it into the stone slab.
"-In the name of the knight, we will eradicate all evil heretics and evil thoughts!"
Under the visor, there was a stern and majestic voice of declaration. The voice clearly came from a woman, but there was no hint of gentleness at all, and it only made people feel solemn.
Immediately afterwards, a grand and thick bell rang from the distance, and the huge barrier covering the entire Avalon was awakened, and invisible power gathered like a torrent.
Brilliance is like the rays of the scorching sun, falling from the sky!
The light shines on the long sword, and the blade pierces into the darkness of the earth.
That is the resonance of the Avalon Barrier, which draws God-given power directly from the core of the Palace of Westminster - the "Elizabeth Clock Tower".
Any power from outside the barrier will be driven away without mercy, even natural disasters and evil gods!
The moment the light fell on the blade, the blade erupted with the roar of a red dragon.
The roar echoed in the moonlight, awakening all the people wearing the royal musician badge in the underground palace from their intoxication.
Those who were sluggish regained their senses.
They were sweating profusely and stared at each other in confusion. They didn't know what happened just now, but they only remembered that they were sleeping in peace, as if they could sleep forever.
Soon the search resumed again.
This time, there was no resistance.
The demons in the underground palace were still immersed in their sleep and were killed one by one. The power of the blood sacrifice had been completely dispelled and could no longer be an obstacle.
Until finally, they smashed the door of the final laboratory to find the culprit.
But the space behind the door was empty.
The waiting royal musicians looked at each other in confusion, wondering what was going on here.
Whether it was Holmes, the professor, or the hallucinatory sound of the piano... they all disappeared without a trace.
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In the sky, the pure white moon still hangs high, emitting a cold glow, illuminating the world.
Even though that weird power has dissipated without a trace, it still looks so beautiful and dazzling.
"In this case, its power will be isolated from the Great Barrier of Avalon. This kind of vision that resonates with the Great Source cannot exist for too long. It will dissipate after a while, so there is no need to worry about it anymore. "
The Knights of the Round Table said so and sheathed their swords, but Jerome was still frightened.
"Knight Commander Galahad, thank you for your help."
He saluted the knight by stroking his chest.
"It's your job."
The knight known as "Galahad" returned the favor, "Even if I don't take action, Lord Jerome will not be afraid of this."
Jerome smiled bitterly and shook his head, not knowing where to start.
He looked up at the breathtakingly beautiful moon and asked softly: "Do you know what the strange moonlight was like just now?"
"moonlight?"
Galahad was silent for a moment, seeming to sigh:
"It's just moonlight."
That's the moonlight of the past.
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"There is a bright moon on the sea. It's been a long time since we saw it."
In the cemetery, the shaman looked up at the sky, not afraid of the soul-stirring magic power: "Ye Lanzhou's chapter of destiny... Ten years later, he is still stunningly beautiful."
"Is this really just a prologue?"
Guishou looked up at the bright moon in trance, but felt that his mind was being absorbed by the moonlight, so he quickly looked away.
"That's right, it's just a prologue. He used this to break through the distortion level back then. He carried a scepter connected with his body and mind, and carried a peerless piano. His grace was like the moon, and he was famous all over the world. If his identity were not sensitive, he could almost be ranked among the saints. bit."
The shaman lowered his eyes and looked down at the mud at his feet. Seeing such beautiful moonlight falling into the mud pond, his eyes were filled with melancholy:
"It's a pity that he trusted the wrong person..."
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Under the same moonlight, some people were melancholy, while others clapped their hands and cheered excitedly.
"You are worthy of the bright moon rising above the sea! You are worthy of all the efforts I have put in behind your back!"
In the watch shop, Hermes couldn't help but beam with joy as he admired the moonlight, looking like he was just watching the fun and not taking it too seriously.
"So, the turmoil that has lasted for several months has come to a perfect end tonight. It is a joy to celebrate, but a pity to celebrate!"
Looking at him, I just wanted to open a bottle of champagne. Well, he did open it. The smell of wine was fragrant. I guess it was some kind of famous brand.
Unfortunately, Bai Xi is not interested in this. She just looked at Hermes with doubt in her eyes: "Is it really all over?"
"Of course."
Hermes nodded: "The shaman won, the council failed, the blood road sign was smashed, and even the vision of 'a bright moon rising on the sea' was created by that kid. Are there any problems that have not been solved?"
"still have a question."
Bai Xi looked at him and asked coldly: "In the beginning, the news that he had the blood key on his body caused him to be hunted by the underworld in the city... who was it?"
"Of course it's me!"
Hermes pointed at his face and praised himself as if it were natural:
"Think about it, in the entire Avalon, besides me and the traders who never lie, who else has so much energy to convince everyone at the same time that the shaman came back for the Blood Road, and the key to the Blood Road lies with that kid Where is it on you?"
Then, the coldness in Bai Xi's eyes became even stronger: "You want to kill him?"
"No! Of course not! You misunderstood me, Bai Xi. Why don't you always treat me as a good person? Look, the teacher is so kind to you!"
Hermes shook his head sadly and sighed pretendingly, but his expression showed no signs of depression. Instead, he put his feet up on the counter, raised his head and poured half the bottle of champagne into his mouth.
The wine flowed out from the corner of his mouth and soaked his clothes. He didn't care, he just wiped his mouth:
"To be honest, I am quite fond of this kid! After all, I had a good relationship with his father back then. I have watched him grow up over the years, even if he is thousands of miles away on the border. In Root Town outside, uncle, I have always cared about him, woo woo woo... Don’t look at me being so out of tune, I wish he would wake up and break the barrier of knowledge, play the chapter of destiny, advance to the heart and soul, and rank among Saint, he will defeat Bach and become the best musician in the world! But he is so slow and never makes progress, which makes me, an uncle, a little anxious. I have no choice but to put a little more pressure on him."
Hermes spread his hands and looked innocent: "Look, people are forced out. How powerful he is now. He is almost becoming a new legend of Avalon!"
Bai Xi looked at him coldly, with a look of disgust: "Actually, you're just doing it for fun, right?"
"Ah haha, I am such a person in your heart, it really makes me sad. I am not a trader, a trader who never tells lies."
Hermes laughed, raised his head and drank the wine, and drank the champagne in the bottle.
However, he did not say the second half of the sentence:
—Besides, isn’t the key to the Blood Road always in his hand