The moment the Clothes of Original Sin tore apart, the dark sky began to tremble.
In the abyss realm, the invisible cage was also crumbling, and a gap opened. Then, six streams of light escaped from it and flew into the sky.
In just a few hours, Auschwitz has transformed from a deserted town into a hell on earth.
The masters stared at the tragic situation around them, frowning deeply, and after closing their eyes for a moment, their faces turned pale.
"At least half of it disappeared..."
"Master Koch can't sense it anymore. I'm afraid he has died in the battle."
"Is this the Knights Templar in the Holy City? Have they started fighting already? It's so fast that the trial musicians don't even have time to evacuate!"
Several masters looked at each other, and while they were stunned and confused, the bell rang faintly.
A beam of light traveled across thousands of miles and fell into the hands of the leading master. The sealed music theory in it was automatically unlocked, attracted the ether, and transformed into a scroll. The end of the scroll was stamped with the seal of the Pope's Hall.
"An edict from the Holy City?"
He was stunned for a moment, then raised his head, his voice spread, and he declared solemnly: "According to the joint decree of all countries and the Holy City, all musicians are recruited immediately. The goal of the trial has changed: repel the black musicians, destroy the natural disaster plot, and defend the human territory. Corrupted by the dark world!”
The survivors who were originally helpless during the Catastrophe were immediately overjoyed. They removed their disguises one after another, showed their emotions, and approached the Templars who had fallen into the small town, seeking asylum or joining the war.
In the huge town, the battle between the black musicians and the Knights Templar has entered a fierce battle.
And just outside the town, on the hills, the Templar Knights riding eight-legged giant horses galloped over. The armor all over their bodies was covered with a thick layer of dark blood, making them look particularly miserable.
He knelt on one knee in front of Ben and reported something in a low voice.
Ben nodded, waved, turned and left, going into the war again.
Beside him, Caligula's eyes flashed with sadness:
"Still not found?"
"The Knights have cleaned up the location you provided and all the residential buildings within a few hundred meters of it. Unfortunately, there is still no trace of Miss Elsa."
Ben glanced at him, and his tone was not pity, but inhumane: "You need to be prepared, she may be dead."
"… I know."
Caligula lowered his head with a sad expression: "I know."
"Actually, before coming here, there is another question in the Holy City that I would like to ask the elders to resolve."
Ben stood with his sword in hand, looking down at him with cold eyes:
"—What did the Yellow King do in Auschwitz and behind the back of the Holy City?"
Elder Caligula was stunned when he heard this, and then started laughing.
"I am also puzzled by the problem of the Holy City. However, no matter what the Yellow King did, isn't the result what the Holy City sees? - We, the sinners of Romulus, are born with a curse, and our future is doomed Fallen into darkness, now shrouded in plague, unable to even have peace in this life.”
He lowered his head and said in a hoarse voice: "What the three majesties at the top of this world want to do, it is difficult for mortals like me to guess. But for the Romulus people who depend on others, no matter what the strong ones give is suffering or suffering, Rewards cannot be refused. After all, the demon blood in our body is the original sin of our birth."
Ben was silent. After a long time, he slowly shook his head: "What the Yellow King did has nothing to do with the Holy City. Before the Yellow King disappeared, he forced his way into the Papal Palace. The two His Majesties had a conversation and then parted on bad terms. . Since then, his whereabouts have become a mystery. Before I came, the Nibelungs told me: According to the observation of the 'Lighthouse', the Yellow King's scepter has been in Auschwitz for all these years and has not moved. I'm afraid He has also been hiding in the dark, watching us silently, right? It may even be worse."
That's all Ben said, and he didn't say anything more.
But there is no doubt that the Holy City has begun to suspect that this king who has always been at odds with the Holy City has fallen into the camp of natural disasters in anger.
If this is the case, it will definitely be the biggest betrayal in the history of the human world. Neither the countries nor the Holy City will allow such a thing to happen!
"I dare to ask."
Caligula suddenly spoke with a complex tone: "If the worst outcome really happens, how will the Holy City respond?"
Ben was silent, just looking down at the Sword of Divine Punishment in his hand.
In the reflection of his eyes, the blade of the sword was cold and sharp, never weakened by any hesitation or hesitation.
Since the end of the Dark Ages, the Three Kings have been the pillars of the human world. If the king leaves the throne, then the Holy City will only have one choice left.
—Kingicide!
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As the glow of destruction shattered the dark sky and fell into Auschwitz, it instantly seemed to be alive, deflecting and moving in the air, constantly refracting, and scattering thousands of tiny rays of light.
The light that was attracted by the music theory of the abyss fell on the astonished black musicians, like a bucket of boiling oil poured into a water tank... screams came one after another.
And one of the rather fierce ones hit Naberis head-on.
Even from a distance of hundreds of meters, the terrifying scorching temperature is enough to make a person's hair curl, and it is almost a terrifying force that kills with one strike. The War Messiah brings a requiem for heretics and demons, under whose light everything is easy to burn.
This is all very, very good.
But the problem is...
Ye Qingxuan is still there!
At that moment, Ye Qingxuan felt his scalp numb and his vision went dark. A gust of cold air rushed straight from his heels to the back of his head, exploding with a bang, and every pore in his body screamed for help.
Before he could think about it carefully, his body's subconscious reaction activated the Rendu Armor. In order to increase his strength, he even filled it with the power of Indra's Eye.
In an instant, his body shot through the air backwards like a crossbow arrow!
In the blazing current that almost scorched him, Ren Du's armor activated overload, and every piece of armor released a strong magnetic force.
The sudden thrust almost made Ye Qingxuan feel like his brain was going to spurt out of his nostrils. If the armor hadn't been worn close to the body and fixed the bones, Ye Qingxuan felt that his cervical vertebrae would fall off even if he was bare.
And before he could run very far, the destructive glow fell from the sky.
Ye Qingxuan gritted his teeth and activated Shengya.
The invisible realm descended and covered his body.
Immediately afterwards, a frenzied brilliance engulfed everything.
A piercing scream sounded, then stopped suddenly, and the broken sounds crackled. The fever passed in an instant, but Ye Qingxuan's eyes were still filled with white flowers.
The crazy air waves lifted him up in the air, threw him backwards, smashed a wall, and rolled him out among the rubble and ruins. Fortunately, he still had the consciousness to cover his face. Even so, his whole body almost looked like a tattered beggar.
The loud noise still lingered in my ears, the hot flash seemed to stay in front of my eyes forever, and every pore in my body was erupting with burning pain.
The air seemed to be burning, and every time he took a hard breath, he was swallowing hot lava.
Until a long time, and a long time passed...
Ye Qingxuan finally recovered and climbed up from the debris. His eyes were dim and double images kept coming. The sound heard by the ears seemed to be coming from the deep sea, vague and distant.
Only the sounds of screams and fighting could be vaguely distinguished.
When his consciousness finally became clearer, he bent down and with difficulty used his left hand to find a remaining tube of dark green potion from a large pile of broken potions in his backpack, and drank it with his head raised.
It was like cold water was poured into his head, and in an instant, all the drowsiness and sleepiness disappeared.
Then, he took a breath and suppressed a scream.
Gritting his teeth, he held his right elbow and raised it suddenly. After a crisp sound, Ye Qingxuan let out a painful whimper from his throat. It hurt so much that I almost shed tears. But at least, the dislocated right arm finally returned to its original position.
Fortunately, the body is still intact and no parts are missing, even though it looks like a beggar. Without exception, the front was crushed by the shock wave and was overloaded for an instant, and Ren Du's armor was completely... destroyed.
Ye Qingxuan grinned and pulled off the iron pieces adorning his body. The twisted armor was still red, and when it fell to the ground, it was as crisp as ice cracking.
He swallowed the burning air and got up from the ground.
Then he saw it.
—Auschwitz is burning!
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The dark sky has been completely shattered.
The soil transformed by the abyss on the earth is releasing a dark atmosphere all the time. Demons emerge from their flesh and blood lairs and roar toward the sky crazily.
Just in the sky, a huge shadow moved slowly and roared.
It's like giant whales swimming in the red ocean, constantly spreading burning seeds. When the seeds fall to the ground, they split open and the fruit bursts out.
The steel knights covered with armor raised their flaming swords high and fought against the demons and black musicians.
Blood, screams and shattering noises.
The blood fell on the charred ground, like flames spreading on the black river. Apart from the red color of flames and blood, only the cold iron light of swords and ether remained in the entire world.
Dark figures walked in the light, either tall and huge, or hunched and gloomy, as if dancing in flames.
The world became distant and hysterical in an instant.
"Is this... war?"
Ye Qingxuan looked at all this blankly, but felt that he had left the world he knew and went to hell. Therefore, the world will reveal its ferocious appearance.
For some reason, he didn't feel very happy when the long-awaited rescue of the Holy City fell from the sky.
After being saved, it doesn’t even feel easy.
There was just a sense of exhaustion that it was finally over.
In the ruins, he lowered his head and looked at the burning flames in the distance: this place was completely destroyed. Everyone he knew was probably dead.
Friend, enemy, or stranger...
have been wiped from the world.
But amid the chaos and noise, he heard soft singing.
Singing came from afar.