The faceless musician Will was screaming because the blood splashed on him turned into hot iron juice!
In his hands, the broken heart turned into a raging sun, burning his palms into charcoal. He was in pain and wanted to pull away, but Samuel stretched out his hand and hugged him, as if he was hugging Barlow, who was already dead.
"Ether? Ether..."
The faceless musician screamed in pain: "How could you... This is wrong! This is wrong..."
"idiot."
Samuel hugged him and said in a hoarse voice: "I can't, but Agni can. He is so generous, far better than your master!"
As he spoke, flames seeped out from every pore on his body, and his flesh and blood were calcined into beautiful crystals in the flames. He sublimated in the flames, sublimating into something that ordinary people could not fathom... something. Far more terrifying than the devil, the monster!
Since you killed Barlow, bear witness on his behalf!
Witness this last...
—The Holy Spirit changes!
It's total empathy, sacrifice and dedication.
Over the years, musicians have used pure changing music theory to create this Holy Spirit - Agni, which represents fire and destruction. It will only respond to the thirst for the most violent power: the one who will not hesitate to set himself on fire, but also put his palms into the fire. The fire maker.
It is the most demanding Holy Spirit, and only musicians who are willing to sacrifice everything for the way of change can gain its approval. But it is the most generous Holy Spirit. As long as you make up your mind, it will give you endless power and turn you into the embodiment of destruction.
—Like this flame!
Until everything in yourself is burned to the ground!
At that moment, the alchemical matrix under his feet lit up, and a melody from the darkness roared.
The abyss fluctuations in all directions erupted at the same time, in sync, combined with the changes in music theory from the abyss, merging with the dark sky, turning into invisible restraints, suppressing the flames.
But in the flames, the shadow of Tongshan emerged - it was a harp that roared in the fire and shot out endless light.
Using flame as its body, it turns thunder and lightning into strings.
The blazing foehn wind swept in all directions, and countless thunder and lightning emerged out of thin air, colliding with each other and playing magnificent notes.
As a result, the sleeping legendary hero woke up and attached himself to Samuel's body, making him invincible and unstoppable. The majestic and heavy armor emerged from the void, and countless notes sang, singing destruction and legend.
Fire turned into water, water turned into wind, wind turned into earth, and fire ignited in the earth... Original sin can also be turned into redemption!
That is a piece of music created by the saint Liszt based on the theme of the legendary hero. It contains the ultimate pursuit of "turning death into life" and making immortal heroes appear in the world.
— "Majepa"!
"The realm after the distortion level..."
Amidst the siege of dozens of black musicians, Samuel opened his eyes from the flames and murmured hoarsely: "That's it."
So, the earth cracked.
The hot lava was like a waterfall, rolling up from the depths of the earth and rushing into the sky. The most violent way of change appeared in his hands and descended on the human world.
The earth was angry, so a huge red pillar representing disaster rose up, turning everything into ashes.
In the shroud of flames, the alchemy matrix turned into fly ash in an instant, and the fire filled the air, engulfing the black musicians and blending them into this red. At the moment when flames and destruction came, Anna and Benny embraced each other and turned into ashes. Then came the group of black musicians and everything...
At that moment, almost everyone in Auschwitz felt red light spurting out from the earth's crust.
That's flame.
The flames seemed to turn into huge crimson pillars, rising slowly, reaching into the sky inch by inch, and hitting the dark sky from the abyss.
So, the sky fell apart and the earth fell apart.
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"Samuel?"
Ye Qingxuan looked up at the pillar of destruction, his face suddenly turned pale.
He had no time to hesitate and ran away, but when he arrived, it was all over.
In the center of Auschwitz, a tragic darkness appeared, which was the burned-out scorched earth. There was no trace of any demon in the scorched earth.
Only a figure burning like a flame fell to the ground, like a candle in the wind. Miller, half of his body burned to black, knelt on the ground and treated him desperately.
But it was of no use.
Ye Qingxuan could hardly recognize Samuel's face.
That one had fallen apart, like burned ashes, and was indescribably ugly and ferocious. When he heard the footsteps in the distance, he seemed to have seen Ye Qingxuan coming, and smiled regretfully.
"Ye Qingxuan, you are late."
"The incarnation of the Holy Spirit?"
Ye Qingxuan finally understood what had happened, and looked down at him blankly, his lips opening and closing, but he didn't know what to say.
"Accidentally, I even killed some people who didn't deserve to die."
Samuel murmured hoarsely: "I'm sorry, people like me can only set fires and can't do anything good... If only you were still here, there must be... a better way..."
Miller gritted his teeth and burst into tears.
The dry scorched earth cracked, and a bloody black musician crawled out of it, but he immediately let out a scream. In Samuel's hands, the "Copper Mountain" glowed with the light of the scorching sun, and the light was like fire, burning him completely to ashes.
Soon, in the distance, roars came one after another.
In the sky, a sad melody sounded, and the dark sky dropped inch by inch, bringing great pressure.
In the hotbed of flames, Samuel stared at the sky, smiled weakly, and closed his eyes.
The copper mountain of the harp fell slowly and fell into Ye Qingxuan's hands, covering them with a layer of warm firelight.
In an instant, it was like returning to land from the deep sea. The terrible pressure and shackles disappeared, and the connection with the ether became clear again.
"They are coming soon, you should leave quickly."
Samuel whispered: "Take the Copper Mountain with you. Agni's Chapter of Fate still remains in it. It can help you... If you can leave here alive, bring it to my teacher. The Gate of Oblivion will repay you." your."
When he said this, the fire in his eyes lit up again, as if nothing had happened and he had regained his spirit. No hardship could knock him down and he could stand up again.
But this is the last flashback.
Above the sky, the darkness is getting thicker and thicker, and the overwhelming pressure is falling rapidly, and it is about to be completely blocked.
"Ye Qingxuan!"
In the distance, Torre was driving an animalistic hound and roared loudly: "If you don't leave, it will be too late!"
"Let's go, why are you hanging around?"
Samuel glanced at Ye Qingxuan one last time and said goodbye with a smile: "Even if you stay with me, I won't be happy."
Ye Qingxuan opened his mouth to say goodbye, but could not speak.
He took a step back, then took a step back, glanced at Samuel one last time, pulled Miller up, turned around and left, simply and decisively, without any hesitation.
Samuel smiled.
This is good, this is good... This is really good.
"At least the sacrifice will not be in vain."
Samuel raised his head and looked up at the pressing black sky. He smiled and murmured: "It's a pity that I didn't have time to tell you the winner..."
Darkness swallowed him.
The fire went out.
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Just one hour.
Auschwitz fell from silence to blood and fire.
This hour was too long for everyone. At least more than half of the musicians died in this attack, while the remaining people could only huddle together for warmth and huddle in the "position" left by the masters. Uneasily spying on the writhing monsters in the darkness.
All that could be heard was a deafening roar.
It was a stitched beast composed of hundreds of corpses patrolling in the darkness. In the city, there were bursts of fire, and the sounds of demons neighing and screaming came from the distance.
After experiencing several shocks, the black musicians seemed to have temporarily given up on this difficult nut to crack and retreated temporarily. But under the suppression of the dark sky and the impact of the abyssal movement, the music theory engraved in the "position" has shown a tendency to collapse, and the musical intervals are broken.
If this continues, if the position collapses, everyone will probably become a lamb to be slaughtered.
The Dark Canopy has repaired itself from Master Kohler's self-destructive impact, penetrating even deeper. Under the cover of the sky, the rules of the abyss prevailed, and all music theory rules were completely rewritten.
Everyone's resonance with the etheric world has been forcibly cut off, and the music below the resonance level has been distorted by the abyss music theory and can hardly be released.
Under the circumstances, he was no match for those black musicians.
What's more, those who come here are not just some trash fish, but the "Praise of Destruction" who is also famous in the dark world.
In the small courtyard that was made into a camp, there was silence. A girl who couldn't bear it was crying softly. Everyone's face was ashen and gloomy.
"do not Cry."
The apocalyptic musician at the door turned pale: "Something is coming again!"
In the silence, a low roar sounded.
The bloody corpses merged with each other and turned into monsters like giant lizards, crawling again in the darkness. Bones poked out of the flesh and turned into scales. The bone scales opened and closed, and as the suture monitor lizard advanced, it destroyed the collapsed wall, making a loud noise.
It was attracted by the smell of blood. It meandered all the way and wandered outside the position. Although it couldn't see through the illusion, it was attracted by the instinct of death. It patrolled eagerly. On its ugly and huge head, several eyes kept blinking. Blinking, he distinguished the building in front of him, and finally a ferocious flash appeared, and he suddenly hit the wall.
Amidst the loud noise, dust flew up and fell from the beams.
The lights flickered on and off, and everyone's faces were pale.
The Stitched Monitor lizard seemed to be going crazy, frantically attacking the defenses outside the position, scratching, gnawing, swallowing acid, and scratching its scales... Amidst the ear-piercing and deafening noise, it danced madly, like a A child holding a Christmas gift, eager to tear off the packaging.
Then, the roar stopped abruptly.
The crazy giant lizard's movements suddenly stagnated, unable to move. The long, thick and deformed limbs were broken by invisible forces, as if invisible beasts were besieging it, causing it to roll in pain and scream in agony from the mouths of countless corpses all over its body.
Then, the screams stopped.