On the high tower, Ye Qingxuan looked at the crack in his chest, his eyes stunned: because the core of the great barrier of Avalon's Shadow was transferred to his heart...
A heart made of the royal capital's barrier? A unique little source in this world.
No one would believe this kind of thing if I told it, right
too exaggerated…
He closed his eyes and connected to the beating rhythm in his body. In an instant, he was immersed in the heartbeat that seemed to be the sound of nature. The perspective seems to be pulled out of the body, rising into the sky along with the moonlight.
Up, up, up, up again... until the top of the sky.
In an instant, the shadow of Avalon was so small that he could not see it. His consciousness floated above the sky, overlooking the huge world below.
On the endless land, the lights of the city were dotted, and in the sky above his head, the stars were shining brightly.
The rivers of ether formed a huge "star ring", shining like stars, as if they turned into turbulent rivers, rushing between heaven and earth.
For a moment, he could hardly tell which was the sky and which was the earth, and he was lost.
Then he heard singing.
The tide of ether rushes between the sky and the earth, forming a long-lasting song. The singing voice was high and ethereal, untouchable, and disappeared without a trace in just an instant.
Only an inexplicable understanding remained in his heart.
"Is this 'celestial induction'?"
Ye Qingxuan suddenly realized it and stretched out his palm towards the world in front of him. Complex music theory intertwined at the fingertips, bursting out melody, setting off a small ripple in the etheric sea.
The ripples spread in all directions, reaching tens of thousands of miles away in an instant, blending into the endless light, touching the stars, and dissipating beyond the distant world.
At that moment, in the main hall of the Holy City, the sleeping Archbishop Albert woke up. He opened his eyes and saw a full moon rising from the darkness covering Avalon and entering the world of musicians.
"This... what?" He murmured softly.
Deep in the etheric realm, those sleeping consciousnesses opened their eyes and looked at the ripples in the starry sky with confusion, which was a small greeting.
someone said:
-I'm here.
…
"Are you an official musician?" Laura asked softly.
"kindness."
Ye Qingxuan smiled and helped Laura up who was lying limply on the ground: "Thanks to you, I finally reached the third level."
"Just because I became an official musician, the battles I created were bigger than when I hit the scepter..." Laura coughed in a low voice, coughing up bright red blood.
"injured?"
"I accidentally made a fool of myself. I could have held him back, but that guy blew himself up." She smiled reluctantly, showing a hint of dejection: "I also dragged down a big thing..."
"Thanks a lot."
The young man took off his robe and covered her body: "Rest first, and leave the rest to me. Lao Fei will come to you after he takes the butcher away, just follow him."
"You just came back to life and you're going to die again?"
"To collect debts."
Ye Qingxuan stood up and patted the scar on his chest: "I feel so sad, so I have to express it."
Laura smiled reluctantly and closed her eyes: "If you can't fight, remember to run."
"Don't worry, I'm good at running away."
The young man lowered the brim of his hat, raised his cane, and suddenly paused, "Let me pretend to be cool first."
collapse!
The white tower trembled, and the twelve star doors suddenly opened.
Deep in the darkness, the moonlight swept in like a tide!
Among the black musicians, Naberis was stunned for a moment, as if he had thought of something. His figure quietly stopped, retreated without leaving a trace, and hid in the darkness.
"What's this?"
The black musician at the front frowned and was stained by the tiny moonlight. He shook his head in confusion and looked back at his companion: "It looks like... like..."
Like what
He suddenly remembered, raised his hand and patted his head, but felt his arm loosen, and a handful of sand fell on his face.
He was stunned, but his companion looked at him in astonishment as if he had seen a ghost. In those places covered by the moonlight, the dark demonic aura flowed out, twitching like a dying snake and dissipating in the air.
The moonlight rushed in like a tide, breaking down the fortress on the beach and breaking down his body. He screamed and staggered back, but in the eyes of his companions, all the transformed parts of this guy quickly fell apart and melted into the moonlight with the wind.
"What is this...curse?"
The black musician muttered, his face weathered, and a skull like a sheep's head emerged. In the eye holes of the skull, the three pupils trembled violently and were occupied by the moonlight.
Fear, panic, despair... In the end, there was a heart-stopping peace.
"It's so beautiful."
The black musician, who had been turned into white bones, was bathed in the moonlight, and the remaining flesh and blood showed a strange smile, waving to them: "Come on, come on, look! I, I... have been sublimated!"
He suddenly pulled out his demonized heart, and then reached out and pressed it on his forehead - the heart sound triggered, and his body suddenly shook... and it ended on its own!
What the hell kind of sublimation is this!
The other black musicians avoided the moonlight as if they had seen a ghost, but it was too late. The moonlight between reality and illusion had fallen evenly on everyone.
Screams sounded one after another.
Under the penetration of the moonlight, the power from the aliens is rapidly melting and falling apart. The music theory that controlled that power was extinguished one by one, as if its backbone had been pulled away.
The collapse was silent.
Almost every black musician has performed rituals to strengthen themselves with the blood of demons. While gaining strength, they are also tied to this power.
When that power begins to dissipate, there is no doubt that life will end.
"Hurry up and release the nightmare mist to cover up the truth!"
In that silent fear, someone finally reacted and screamed loudly: "... Suppress your own power! Get out of here!"
The black musician cruelly cut off half of his body, releasing a layer of gray mist all over his body. The mist blocked the moonlight and allowed him to regain his strength.
In an instant, the body's regrowth is complete.
He was overjoyed and summoned the Shadow Wolf to carry him on his back: "Get out of here! That guy turned the power of the barrier into a curse! There is nothing he can do if he leaves here..."
A hand stretched out from the moonlight, lifted his collar, and lifted him off the shadow wolf's back.
A smiling face appeared in front of him:
"—You have offended the evil spirit of vengeance and still want to leave?"
His eyes changed, and the shadows under his feet trembled. A huge thing emerged from it, but was immediately shattered by lightning. The shadow wolf that rushed forward was directly knocked away, and lightning flashed out from the seven orifices of its body, and it shattered in an instant.
The black musician had turned into a scorched black. His expression changed, and he flashed a look of determination: "Let me go, I am willing to be loyal..."
"Don't worry, I won't kill you."
Ye Qingxuan looked over coldly and interrupted him.
The black musician was stunned, and immediately saw the moonlight bursting from his fingertips, pouring into his facial features. From the inside out, the undeniable purification began.
"To be honest, I've never been very good at killing people, and I don't intend to force myself."
He threw the screaming black musician in his hand to the ground and looked at the black musicians around him: "The moonlight will only purify the demon. As long as you cut off the contract with the evil god, you will not die. Avalon Asylum and Hell are two different places. So. … Whether you live or die, it’s up to you to decide.”
Darkness suddenly rose out of thin air, like layers of mist spurting out from the bodies of the black musicians. In the mist, there seemed to be countless moaning and murmuring voices, lingering in people's ears, chattering endlessly.
—That is the ether transformed by the power of the evil god. The "Nightmare Mist" most commonly used by black musicians can not only swallow up light and sound, but also form a boundary to suppress the enemy's strength.
This is the response of black musicians.
The moonlight gushing out from the door was just the scraps left by Ye Qingxuan when he was building the Xiaoyuan. There was nothing he could do about this layer of mist that contained complex music theory.
"Are you still alive, Ye Qingxuan..."
There was a cold voice in the wind.
Behind the Lord of Darkness, Gavin turned around and stared at the face with iron-grey eyes. "Sure enough, I should have struck more decisively. This is my fault."
"You've made many mistakes, Gavin. This isn't the only one."
Ye Qingxuan stared at him. Across the long wind and moon, there was no emotion or anger, just a cold look: "Don't worry, I will help you correct it one by one!"
He clenched his fist, and the Nine Heavens Ring Pendant Iron popped out, and the cane suddenly fell to the ground. The echo was clear and clear, and the strands of moonlight stretched out of thin air and flew in all directions.
"act recklessly!"
Among the black musicians, there was a musician who turned into a beast and roared. Under the nightmare mist, his figure changed, and the "Beast Fusion" was directly activated - in an instant, his figure disappeared without a trace.
The advancement of invisible ghost: Void Predator!
In the hoarse singing voice that came from nowhere, he left a strong atmosphere of decay wherever he went, causing the ether to lose its activity, as if it was sleeping.
This is the fusion of multiple beasts!
At the same time, it combines several different demon powers. After the summoned musician falls, he no longer needs to worry about the erosion of animal nature. The use of this technology is even more unscrupulous, beyond the imagination of ordinary people. He fused not two at all, but four, including fierce poison and blood-burning curse.
In just an instant, he had already arrived in front of Ye Qingxuan under the cover of the nightmare mist, opened his eight invisible arms, and suddenly hugged him down!
No other power is needed at all, just a slight touch can draw out all the vitality of all living creatures and merge it into his body to enhance the origin.
In response to him, the young man pulled out a spike from his waist bag.
The silver spike reflected the moonlight, as if it contained the karma of purgatory. It sensed the demon's breath and screamed loudly.
In the embrace of death, the young man raised the brim of his hat, revealing his cold eyes, "...Since you have stretched your head over, I will show you a treasure!"
In an instant, rioting ether arose - but it did not come from Ye Qingxuan's hands, but from all directions!
There was no communication with each other and no prior discussion.
There was no hesitation or waiting, and no holding back. This was a brutal attack that went all out without mercy and squeezed out every ounce of potential.
—The black musicians took action!