The dust-covered iron door shook with a bang, and the black aura wrapped around it danced wildly, scraping across the musician's face like a blade, and sparks burst out.
In front of the iron gate, the burly man with black scales raised his hammer.
The abnormally strong bones stretched his body to an extremely large size, and as the strange music played, it once again skyrocketed to more than three meters.
He was covered in a tattered red robe, and the traces of various attacks could be vaguely seen, as well as the "Eye of the Eye" emblem on his heart.
In his mind, there seemed to be a distorted singing voice, as if his internal organs were singing loudly. In that song, his exaggerated muscles once again arched high.
The hammer fell, but there was no sound!
All the power penetrated into that spike, piercing it into the thick iron door bit by bit. With every inch the spike penetrated, the dark atmosphere on the iron door weakened.
Six nails have been driven into the iron door, and this is the last one.
Boundary breaker.
This is an alchemical item used when excavating ancient ruins. The alloy spikes are forcibly wedged into the nodes of the barrier, blocking the flow of ether and forcing an entrance and exit into the barrier.
"Izzy, go faster."
Behind him, the gloomy officiant, Ellos, shrouded in red robes, made a voice, holding an ether ball the size of a fist in his hand.
On the ether ball, dots of silver light represent the surrounding ether fluctuations. And just in the distance, there was a squirming darkness that was rapidly approaching. The darkness was changing. No matter how hard he used his senses to detect it, he could not clearly see the true appearance under that darkness.
There is an abyss that is rapidly approaching, choosing people to eat...
You know, even the Black Knight who became the Knight of the Round Table after the fall will show his appearance on it. So, what is this evil thing? !
To be honest, he didn't want to know at all: he just wanted to complete his mission before that thing arrived, and then use his divine power to leave here.
He narrowed his eyes and silently recited the name of God in his heart, suppressing his faint uneasiness.
Even though he had already entered the intervention level with the gift of the Hundred-Eyed One, he still felt a little uneasy here - after all, the Shadow of Avalon was the "scepter" of King Arthur in the past.
And why did the Royal Orchestra make the ballroom look like a fortress
What exactly is hidden here
"The door is about to open, please be careful..." he ordered in a low voice.
Behind him, the six black musicians exuded a strong aura of disaster, almost condensing into substance.
In this black area that is completely penetrated by negative forces, it is their world. Just entering here makes their own power skyrocket, almost stepping forward by one level.
Despite the low shock, the black energy on the iron door suddenly dissipated, and the seal was forcibly penetrated by the boundary-breaking nail!
Snapped!
The sound of bubbles bursting sounded, and the area surrounded by seven boundary-breaking nails suddenly shattered and turned into a stream of iron sand flowing down. Behind the iron gate, a stale smell that was as thick as sex burst out!
In an instant, Izzy, who was at the front, suddenly changed his expression. He suddenly squatted down and rolled on the spot, narrowly dodging the impact. The gray aura spread across the corridor in an instant, and soon dissipated without a trace.
In the corner, he struggled to get up and saw the gray breath spreading on his skin. He quickly took off a bottle of potion from his waist and splashed it on his skin.
Tsk tsk tsk! After a burst of corrosive sounds, the rotten atmosphere disappeared without a trace, and the thick arms and half of the chest were also corroded, leaving only sparkling white bones.
His face was distorted, and he gritted his teeth and tightened the tattered red robe on his body, wrapping it around his body with only bones left.
He was lucky and escaped the impact, but his companions behind him may not be so lucky.
The chief priest, Elros, has been engulfed by the aura of decay, and is surrounded by a gray mist. Something that seems to be like the fog of Avalon is entangled with him, eroding his body inch by inch.
Wrapped in the gray aura, his body was changing violently.
In an instant, the human turned into a huge human wolf. After the human wolf was completely eroded by the gray aura, the human wolf quickly shrank and collapsed, becoming a crude and short black dwarf. The dwarf was also eroded. He changed again and transformed into a black dwarf. He took the form of a half-bird, half-human harpy.
This time, his change persisted for an extra long time, but he still couldn't get rid of it - he had lost two bodies. He took off a bell from his waist with difficulty and rang it with all his strength.
Then, a sharp sound like an eagle's cry came from the void, and a shadowy figure with an eagle's head and body and two wings on its back appeared behind him. He waved his hand to disperse the rotten atmosphere, whispered something, and disappeared without a trace.
Ellos knelt on the ground, recited scriptures devoutly, sent away the incarnation of divine power, and then looked behind him.
Behind him, only three and a half of the six black musicians were still alive.
The two have been shrouded in gray mist and completely turned into stone statues. One of them abandoned his body. At the last moment, his head was pulled out from his neck, along with half of his spine. He stretched out his hundred legs and wandered on the ground, still feeling the lingering fear.
"Don't delay, don't miss this opportunity."
Ellos coughed hoarsely, held up the ether ball, and after making sure that there was no danger inside, took the lead in passing through the crack.
The soft light shone on his face. The old face had a series of open wounds, bloodshot eyes oozing out, and it was particularly sad.
But when he saw everything in the banquet hall, he couldn't help but feel deep fear on his face.
Compared with these guys, who is the worshiper of evil gods and who is the black musician...
"What exactly did you do?"
he murmured hoarsely.
…
After a long time, another visitor arrived in the banquet hall.
The lights are still bright here, and the bright crystal lamps hang high, free from dust.
It is a magnificent place with pure white walls, columns covered with gold foil, exquisite reliefs and gorgeous floor tiles, and the sound of soft music still lingers here.
The melody is soft and beautiful, lingering in people's ears, making people feel reassured and calm. Just showing up here makes me feel heartbroken.
This is not a melody that should appear at a banquet. This is Requiem No. 6 that only appears at the funeral of Angelou's musicians!
- Ether above, may the dead be immortal.
Their bodies are indeed immortal.
At the only long table, the distinguished guests were seated on both sides, dressed in meticulous attire, with dignified and lifelike expressions.
He was the leader of the thirteen orchestras that commanded all the national musicians in Anglia, and was a distortion-level musician second only to the saints.
And right in the center is the leader of the Royal Orchestra, wearing a crystal crown and wearing white clothes. He sat in his seat with a serious face, not angry or intimidating.
However, here, everyone is bound to iron chairs with heavy shackles. The shackles extended from his joints and were nailed deeply into the bones.
The heavy iron chair is connected to the ground, making it an integrated whole.
How does this look like a group of musicians
This is clearly like treating a group of mad dogs... But, their expressions are still so solemn and solemn, which is awe-inspiring.
Time seemed to stop forever at the moment when they raised their glasses and drank the wine, still holding the glasses in their hands. Then he stopped moving.
Ellos glanced at his companions. Someone stepped forward, carefully dipped his finger into their cup and dipped a little dry powder into their cup, and put it into their mouth.
In an instant, a tiny beeping sound came from the man's throat. He bent over and vomited, spitting out a pile of petrified flesh and blood. The blood and flesh fell to the ground with a loud bang.
"'The Medicine of Penglai'."
The man struggled to make a voice: "Damn it, where did they get so many Penglai medicines... Many medicinal materials became extinct before the end of the Dark Ages!"
Most of those who became black musicians studied the Chant School in order to transform their bodies. Many of them were masters of pharmacy themselves, and even made outstanding contributions to the Chant School. They were also pioneers in the taboo transformation area.
Therefore, their knowledge of various alchemical potions is definitely better than most musicians.
Hearing him say this, everyone's expressions changed.
According to legend, the Penglai Medicine is an elixir that can make people live forever, but everyone knows that this is bullshit. No one in the world can live forever, no one.
At first, the alchemists and pharmacists of the East wanted to create a potion that would induce a connection between humans and the Great Source.
They succeeded, and the Devourers gained strength and ascended into the Great Source.
The price is that the swallower loses his body and life, and his body turns into a stone that is neither gold nor jade, immortal for thousands of years, as if he were immortal.
For a moment, their thoughts will transcend the limitations of time, appearing in the distant past and the distant future, seeing the stars in the sky and the demons behind them, the fire under the earth's crust and the sin hidden in the fire.
Perhaps they all eventually merged into the Great Source and reached the state of omniscience.
Maybe they're just dead.
Who knows
neither knows…
No one knows why this group of musicians, who gathered all the power of Angelou, swallowed this potion and chose to commit suicide here.
With no expression on his face, Ellos passed the musicians on both sides, and finally stopped in front of the majestic-looking leader.
He reached out and picked up the thin piece of paper in front of him that had decayed over the years.
Written above were the names of thirteen people and their last words:
"-I only dedicate myself to the great and supreme emperor. May God bless the kingdom and my emperor bless me."
A breeze blew, and the tissue paper turned into powder and disappeared into ashes.
boom! boom! boom!
The entire banquet hall suddenly shook and shone, and the walls cracked and cracked. On the other side outside the banquet hall, it seemed like something huge was angrily hitting the wall.
That burning darkness...
It's coming.