With a snap of his fingers, the pale moonlight sword broke out of his body.
Paganini's body was penetrated, like a tattered scarecrow. But there was no blood in the crack in the chest, only the physical music theory.
In the split darkness, those broken music theories were like broken chains and chaotic music scores. They were repaired with difficulty, but they were difficult to close under the moonlight.
The music theory of the abyss collapsed in front of the moonlight.
This is the chapter of purification that Yue Yin forged for the abyss. Even if it is just an essential accident, it cannot be eliminated by sheer quantity.
However, even though his body was broken, Paganini showed no reaction.
It was like a breeze blowing in my face.
No pain or itching.
He just looked at Ye Qingxuan, his eyes changing: astonishment, confusion, and... contempt!
"Is this your last desperate counterattack?"
He looked at Ye Qingxuan in confusion, with an expression of disdain: "It can be said that you are arrogant, shallow, and devoid of logic and reason. You disappoint me so much..."
At that moment, his voice stopped suddenly, as if he was frozen, and his expression was frozen.
Broken sounds came from the body, one after another, until finally, from the thousands of cracks, a tragic scream came out in unison.
"-Ahhhh!!!!!!"
Countless black feathers flew out from the cloak, like the feathers dropped by a crow when it was about to die, burning and turning into ashes.
His body shattered in an instant, and with it the peaceful scene in the entire hall was destroyed.
The bronze mirror shattered and turned into pieces of light, revealing the darkness-infested hall.
The entire hall has been eroded by darkness like flesh and blood. The dark color has penetrated into the rocks, and the music theory from the abyss has turned into blood vessels, pulsating inside.
The entire temple has turned into the body of some huge monster.
At this moment, Ye Qingxuan is in its belly!
And in the center of countless darkness, the strands of tentacles drooped down, turning into filaments layer by layer, and penetrated into the holy fire delicately and carefully.
The extremely corrosive music theory of the abyss arrived, but it did not arouse the resistance of the Holy Fire.
The abyss music theory was transformed nine times in the air. At the end of the tentacles, it had changed beyond recognition. It had changed from dark and violent to brilliant and majestic, like the fire of the prosperous age, which came from the same source as the holy fire.
This is what Paganini is best at - "transformation".
Otherwise, how could he have been able to steal the position of a saint for decades as a demon without being discovered, and then one day completely explode, dragging most of the choir into the abyss
That day, the whole world was shocked. Hundreds of years later, the human world once again ushered in a huge catastrophe.
And in the abyss, Paganini proved his position as the "Secretary of Darkness" with one fell swoop, and his status was even higher than that of the eldest daughter of the Hundred-Eyed One, the "Eagle Wing Mother".
Before Ye Qingxuan arrived, he had already come here and turned this place into his own domain.
Then, simulate your own music theory to have the same properties as the holy fire, blend it into the flame silently, and then slowly and delicately infect and degrade it, becoming a part of yourself!
All beards and tails are swallowed into the belly!
How pitiful it is, originally it was almost successful!
All the outer layers of the Holy Fire had been transformed into pitch black, and the most difficult part had been completed. As Elsa fell asleep, the missing Holy Fire was completely unnoticed.
Next, we could have followed the current and spread like a snowball, completely swallowing up the Holy Fire.
But, for those who are not dead... a stick has broken in. He doesn't follow the rules, respects authority, doesn't observe etiquette, and is unreasonable. He draws his sword and fights!
A decisive sword throw not only shattered the body that Paganini had casually made, but also stabbed it fiercely into the holy fire from a distance of tens of meters.
Compared with that huge power, moonlight is insignificant, it can be said that it is as small as dust.
What Ye Qingxuan did was tantamount to poking an elephant with a needle.
But the problem is that at this critical moment, a giant snake swallowed most of the elephant. Ye Qingxuan unreasonably injected the needle, and the elephant reacted...
Countless exquisite and complicated purifying music theories condensed into pure moonlight, piercing into the holy fire, trying to disrupt the music theories inside.
Like a drop of water falling into a pan of oil.
Exploded!
In an instant, the holy fire rose and burned angrily. The terrifying power condensed out of thin air, crushing all the forces that dared to invade.
Including moonlight.
Naturally, that includes Paganini.
When the moonlight and the sacred fire met, and the strangulation lasted only a moment, the music theory entangled, intensified, and rejected, resulting in rapid and intense changes.
Ye Qingxuan took the initiative to lead the fight to the competition for the way of change.
Naturally, Ye Qingxuan's meager attainments were completely wiped out in an instant.
But his goal was achieved.
In the sudden change, the music theory changes rapidly, and the abyss music theory that "transforms" into the Holy Fire has difficulty catching up with the rhythm, showing a slight lag, which makes the difference.
Even if it is the same water, it is still distinct.
Thus, the rejection and purification of the sacred fire ushered in!
In an instant, the darkness, which was squirming like a living creature, screamed and escaped from the flames, like black oil spurting out of a well in a steady stream.
But the black oil had been ignited by the flames, giving it a terrifying glow. It screamed and screamed, and it was no longer possible to continue.
—All previous efforts are in vain!
"After you fell from the position of a saint and abandoned the human body, this thing has become your body, right?"
Ye Qingxuan looked at the sticky darkness coldly, with a mocking expression: "How is it? How does it feel to be set on fire from the inside of your body?"
"Why... why..."
A hoarse voice came: "Why!!!"
Paganini's question was confused, but Ye Qingxuan understood what he meant: Why did Ye Qingxuan choose to attack a dark minister without knowing his own capabilities
"First of all, I want to thank you for being so humble and wasting your time with me." Ye Qingxuan bowed and thanked you: "To be honest, for a moment I really believed you and thought you wanted to talk to me. Let’s talk.”
"Why… "
Why don't you believe it
"It's very simple. How can I be so virtuous and capable?"
Ye Qingxuan shrugged: "As powerful as you are, why should you waste your words when dealing with an insignificant little character like me? It is right to pursue your own principles, but why do you need ants and dust to understand them? It is not a better choice to just run over. What? Unless..."
Ye Qingxuan paused for a moment, and his eyes became subtle:
"—Unless you are powerless and delaying time!"
"You are more troublesome than I thought, Ye Qingxuan... exceeded my expectations, just like your father."
On the ceiling, on the walls, and on the ground, the black viscous fluid boiled, countless bubbles burst, and a hoarse strange laughter erupted:
"It's a pity, you don't know what you missed... You lost the only chance to know the whereabouts of Ye Lanzhou... You will never, ever know why he died."
In the strange smile, the darkness surged, and a vague human figure gradually emerged, and the dark cloak reappeared. The pale profile protruded from the mud, with a split mouth and a long breath.
Then a suffocating hurricane was set off in the huge palace.
Ye Qingxuan's face turned pale.
He actually recovered!
If you want to seize the power of the Holy Fire through "change", you must remove all defenses and integrate yourself into it wholeheartedly. It can be said to be extremely fragile. In this situation, he was burned and cleansed by the holy fire, coupled with the backlash from the music theory of the abyss, which was a heavy blow.
It's as if a person's internal immune system collapses after being severely burned by fire. Not to mention serious injuries, death on the spot is possible... although this may be surprisingly small in Paganini's case.
But Ye Qingxuan never imagined that he would recover so quickly!
too fast.
It's so fast that it's almost unreasonable...
In just a few words, Ye Qingxuan didn't even have time to find the weak point in his body and patch it up with a knife. He quickly extinguished the remaining fire on his body and restored the abyss of disintegration in his body. Music theory, once again constructed its own scepter.
Even if the injury has not healed, it is not so fragile that he can only be beaten and cannot fight back.
And for a guy like Paganini, who was already an elite among the scepters a hundred years ago and was awarded the name of a saint, in the abyss he further became the Dark Lords...
Even if you stick out a little finger, it's enough to completely destroy his soul!
Music theory collapsed and died of backlash.
He was tortured, collapsed and died.
He suffered a nervous breakdown, went mad and died.
The body decays, withers and dies.
…
In an instant, hundreds of ways for him to die flashed through his mind. If Paganini was creative, he could even create many new and pleasant tricks.
"'Infinite Movement'."
Paganini suddenly spoke. He stared at his reborn hands. They were slender and white, unusually large. Each finger had four joints. As the fingers spread out, there was a kind of dazzling beauty.
"You must be wondering how I can heal an injury that took decades to heal in an instant."
He said: "It's very simple. In the past, when I ascended to the status of a saint, what was passed down to me with the holy name of 'Paganini' was the ritual known as "Infinite Movement". After being blessed by that ritual, I , I can construct music theory thousands of times faster than ordinary people. In other words, as long as my ability is sufficient, I can achieve the effect that others need a thousand or ten thousand times to prepare in a snap of my fingers. This ritual There are many restrictions, and the smell of the Holy City is unpleasant. If you hadn't reminded me today, I would have almost forgotten it... It's really sad."
With that said, Paganini stretched out his hand.
The black attack came, and the heavy pressure rolled out of thin air.
In an instant, Ye Qingxuan was dragged into the air, spitting out blood and unable to move.
All the ether in his induction quickly extinguished, as if falling into the abyss. Just the faint breath made the music theory in his body almost fall apart.
On Xiaoyuan's heart, there were several cracks. He was close to collapse and couldn't even maintain his heartbeat.
Collapse at the first touch!