"Time, please stop."
"Just because you are so beautiful."
In the distant singing, the pinnacle movement from "Faust" was activated, and the clock ran, burned to red, and almost self-destructed.
As a result, time in the etheric sea came to an abrupt end. All changes in music theory are forcibly stagnated and frozen.
This time, it follows the music theory of the "Forbidden School" and is not directed at the "stagnation" of the material world.
That melody directly acts on the ether, causing the sea of ether here to stop changing and no longer respond to the real world. It also forcibly cut off the way for musicians to resonate with the sea of ether, knocking all musicians out of resonance.
And at that moment, an inconspicuous cavalryman in the team suddenly stretched out his hand, raised his finger, his armor trembled, and countless notes flowed on his fingertips, outlining a huge structure and outline, and shook the frozen ether. sea.
In an instant, the surrounding air became faintly distorted, as if being pulled by a huge gravitational force. That is the formed music theory interfering with matter and distorting reality.
—Distortion level!
Among this group of cavalry, there is actually a musician who is only one step away from the master level!
The music theory is entrusted with endless changes, and the layers of formulas are deduced in an instant, bursting out, like a burning hammer, trying to break the ice.
collapse!
The music theory collided, causing a harsh noise, and everyone's eyes went dark.
The expression of the "cavalry" suddenly changed, and the raised finger shook, cracking like a bamboo knot, and blood flew out, or evaporated in the chaotic music theory, or froze, or disappeared without a trace.
From the fingertips to the elbows, the armor was twisted, like a piece of dried kelp, broken inch by inch, revealing the tragic flesh and blood.
"how come… "
He murmured dully, and there was a clear cracking sound in his chest, his internal organs ruptured, and he fell off the horse.
In an instant, the sea of ether completely froze.
In the crowd, several people's faces suddenly turned pale. It's like a sudden loss of a very important sense, like blindness, deafness, loss of voice, and loss of touch.
The resonance musician exists with the etheric sea at all times, and is transcended and sublimated by it. As the ether sea froze, the resonance of the source point disappeared, and almost instantly, it was knocked down from the resonance level.
Unless you are a master who forged the Chapter of Destiny, you will not be able to resist this terrible suppression.
Only then did the dull crowd let out a cry of astonishment.
Chaos spread from the crowd. Under the control of the hidden mental movement, fear and panic broke out instantly. The crowd fled in all directions. In an instant, the city gate became a mess.
"Ye Qingxuan..."
During the chaos, Colt stared at the broken face of the musician, raised his head, looked around, and roared: "Get out, Ye Qingxuan! I know you are here!"
No one responded.
In this afternoon, under the blazing afternoon sun, among the flying dust, only hoarse and distant singing came.
"The doomsday judgment is coming, the fire spreads across the tomb, burning the internal organs, and the soul wanders away from the underworld."
Under the city gate, the old harpist plucked the strings and sang in a low voice, offering a hymn to the hero: "O Lazarus, how will you repay your debt?"
"Oh, Lazarus, are you panicking?"
Colt suddenly raised his head and looked into the crowd. Behind the crowd, the old violinist lowered his head and sang hoarsely.
As if an invisible switch had been flipped, behind Colt, the priest in black's eyes suddenly became empty. He unconsciously raised his hand, and a crossbow slipped out of his robes and was held in his hand.
As if he had practiced thousands of times, he pressed the back of Colt's head and pulled the trigger.
The machine spring was released, and dark green poisonous arrows shot out.
At that moment, Colt lowered his head, turned over, and rolled off the saddle. The crossbow arrow flew past his hair and nailed into the shoulder of the leading knight.
It was just a broken skin, and the knight fell head-on, half-body paralyzed. Soon, his lips turned black and his face was swollen.
This is not a poison, but a concentrated coagulant that is even more terrifying than the poison. Psalm musicians used it to stop the bleeding of seriously injured soldiers on the battlefield, but if the concentration changed by one number after the decimal point, it would turn the injured into a living rubber figure, with the blood all over his body coagulated and incurable.
"The curse cannot be broken, there is no cure, and there is nowhere to confess, so where can you pray?"
The old harpist sang hoarsely: "Oh, Lazarus, how will you repay your debt? Oh, Lazarus, are you feeling panic?"
After missing an arrow, the priest aimed his crossbow again and pulled the trigger. Colt pulled the shield on the back of the cavalryman beside him and blocked it in front of him.
Screams and collisions sounded one after another. The crossbow arrows hit the kite-shaped shield, dented one by one, broke and fell to the ground, and were trampled to pieces by the frightened horses.
Behind the shield, Colt drew his sword and stabbed the priest's horse's neck suddenly. The horse screamed and the man stood up, knocking the sluggish priest off the horse. Soon, the chaotic horse's hooves trampled him into a piece of flesh. .
But to his death, the priest still had a hollow look in his eyes, his lips opened and closed, and he murmured something silently.
"Ye Qingxuan..."
Colt suddenly turned around and looked at the violinist with a ferocious expression: "It's really you!"
"Time is short and death hastens it."
The violinist sang hoarsely and plucked the strings: "Look, the fire is burning my body. It is burning my soul and seeping into my bones. There is nowhere to hide, there is no escape, and there is nowhere to escape!"
"Get the attacker!"
Colt roared and ordered the knights: "No, kill on the spot! Kill on the spot!"
Behind the crowd, he reined in his horse and stared coldly at Ye Qingxuan's face.
"Stop dreaming, Ye Qingxuan." He murmured softly, "You can't kill me in hell, and it's the same here! It's me who wins, and it will always be me!"
If he had been afraid at first, he was no longer afraid.
Ye Qingxuan has gone completely crazy...
This is a holy city!
I don’t know how many schools, masters, and musicians gather here. The world’s largest barrier covers the city day and night. The Palace of Stars monitors the ether fluctuations of the entire human world. It is the most heavily guarded place in the world!
Here, even the Secret Keeper School can no longer provide him with any cover. The moment he chose to take action, he had become an enemy of the Holy City!
No one can save him!
But I don’t know why.
There was a trace of panic in his heart.
Why... there has been no response from the Holy City yet? He looked at the city gate from the corner of his eye, but on the bustling street, it seemed that everything was still the same and nothing strange happened.
Even now, no one has discovered that a despicable murder occurred in front of the Holy City!
With every second that passed, he felt more uneasy.
What's going on
He gritted his teeth and tightened his grip on the reins, his joints turning white.
The knights drew their swords, the horses panted, and the sound of iron hooves sounded like a heavy rain.
Dozens of knights spurred their horses and galloped over, dragging their heavy swords on the ground, leaving shocking cracks.
Beside Colt, several knights took off their visors, played music, and gathered the ether. Even though the resonance had been knocked out, when everyone joined forces in unison, they still released several shackles of music in an instant.
The earth surged, fire brewed, and the air condensed... Dozens of music burst out at the same time, locking every inch of the enemy's hiding space.
Iron hooves roared towards the scene, and the knights on horseback cast dark shadows. They suddenly pulled out the long swords that were dragging on the ground and slashed them towards the luthier's head!
At that moment, the strong wind lifted the luthier's hood, revealing his long hair as pale as bone.
"Can't you see my regret? I will make your life worthwhile..." He sang softly: "In the midst of life and death, can you see my smile?"
In the strong wind, her long hair was flying, and in an instant, it was coated with a layer of electric silver.
Beside the luthier, the cane leaning on it burst out with blazing thunderous light, and a torrent swept across it!
There was a sudden sound of thunder.
In an instant, the lightning flashed like a wild python, leaving dark scorch marks wherever it passed. Like an angry whip, the passionate music theory completely tore all the music into pieces in an instant, destroying everything!
Immediately afterwards, it swept forward, jumping between the armor and the long sword, melting the steel into red iron juice. The war horse fell to the ground with a neighing sound, and half of the knight's body vaporized.
At that moment, countless violent thunders were vaguely intertwined into a vague majestic shadow - Thunder Emperor Indra!
Including Colt, many musicians suddenly changed their expressions.
When the sea of ether is frozen, it is difficult for anyone to resonate. They are suppressed to the same level and can only rely on the ether floating between heaven and earth.
But no one could have imagined that there would be someone who could effortlessly complete such a majestic movement, defeat one against ten, and even use music theory to recreate the spirituality of the fallen saint!
"This is definitely not musician level..."
A middle-aged priest stared at Ye Qingxuan, staring at his chest, trying to detect the heartbeats playing in it. But no matter how he peeked, there was nothing there, no response, no resonance!
It's like a huge void without any music theory or ether, just a shocking vacuum that swallows up all noise...
As if aware of his prying eyes, something was brewing in the darkness, like the embryo of disaster, emerging with its claws and claws.
Just for a moment, the priest's eyes were bloodshot, the corners of his eyes burst open, and a line of blood and tears oozed out. The blood flowed down from his pale face, and he screamed:
"What the hell are you...?"
Behind the flying dust, the young man who bowed his head to play lowered his head and plucked the six-stringed harp in his hand, and the hoarse sound spread among the strings.
"Lazarus, can you see the wildfires and the blazing flames?"
"Can you see the hell hounds, eyeing them?"
"Do you feel panic?"
"—But Lazarus, how will your debt be repaid?"
In that low singing voice, the thunder was blazing and dancing violently. On the cane, the gem covered with layers of cracks was completely shattered. Instead, the fallen Holy Spirit was resurrected from the thunder, opening its eyes like never before.
Heaven and earth roar!
The earth trembled, and the steel walls shone with blazing electric light. The song turned into judgment from Hades, resounding across the sky and the earth.
"Lazarus, the wildfire has started."
The singer sang hoarsely: "The flames are raging and the fire is soaring into the sky. The distant stars will not be able to guide you... I will write my name with blood. Lazarus, wash my name with blood!"
"-Wash the blood with blood, and fulfill my name!"
At that moment, the string in the singer's hand suddenly broke.
The battered six-stringed harp was broken into pieces, and countless lightning bolts spewed out from it.
The sky and the earth were dark.
The thunder and lightning condensed into substance in his hands, and with the shadow of the Thunder Emperor Indra, it was aimed at the enemy, locking Colt behind the crowd.
Amid the sting of thunder, Colt's face turned red, as if all the blood had gathered on his face.
"Ye Qingxuan!"
He roared, pulled out the counter tune, and slashed towards the music theory composed of countless thunderbolts.
boom!
The counter-tuning dagger cracked inch by inch and melted into droplets of iron juice in the void. In the next moment, thunder and lightning penetrated the defenses of all the musicians, destroying everything, whether it was water, soil, barriers or mythical beasts. , at this moment, in front of Lei Lei, they are as fragile as a dream.
All broken into pieces!
In an instant, more than a dozen musicians were turned into ashes unconsciously in the thunder. The thunder advanced like a dragon and engulfed Colt's arm, but at that moment, an angry roar came from the sky.
"presumptuous!!!"
Magnificent bells rang, one after another.
With pure divine flames, Will descended from the sky, the brilliant Chapter of Divine Punishment played, and suddenly hit Faust's shackles. In an instant, the double snake timepiece vibrated, the red hands trembled slightly, and suddenly accelerated, making it unsustainable.
At that moment, six streams of light flew up from the Holy City, carrying huge power, like falling stars, shaking the realm of Faust.
It seems that the afterglow of the Bell of the Holy City is still lingering around them!
Each bell represents the blessing from the Holy Church, allowing their power to break through the boundaries of the distortion level and enter the realm of the master.
So, in the blink of an eye, under the impact of the six masters, a big hole was opened in the frozen sea of ether.
In the flames of the Chapter of God's Punishment, Will fell from the sky and stopped in front of Colt. The sword fell down and shook the crazy thunder head-on.
At the same time, the priests in the stream of light pried open the frozen sea of ether, extracting huge power. The countless complex music theories are composed, combined, stimulated, and formed, and then a pure and ethereal sound of praise burst out.
"Holy! Holy! Holy!"
"Holy King! Light fills heaven and earth! All praise be to the Supreme Lord!"
"Requiem·Holy"!
An unbreakable wall was suddenly erected, firmly protecting Colt within it. In an instant, lightning surged and swept across, leaving everything devastated.
The soil was burned and turned into red liquid, flowing everywhere.
Bearing the impact of the terrible lightning head-on, Will's whole body was shaken by flames, and he took three steps back. Half of his armor was vaporized, and the sacred sword in his hand was burned to red and almost melted.
"Ye Qingxuan!"
Will narrowed his eyes and stared at the young man's face with a gloomy expression: "It seems you are really crazy."
"Destroy the church, attack the Witch's Hammer, kill the priests of the Holy City, and even commit such crimes before the Holy City..." He raised his sword and declared coldly:
"It's not a pity to die for you!"
In the silence, someone laughed.
At that moment, even in Seiya's realm, Colt couldn't help but take a step back.
Because the white-haired young man finally raised his head.
Like black rain falling from the sky in a nightmare, it brings a deep and eerie feeling.
Those eyes stared at him, as if the shadow of the dead was reflected in their pupils. Those who died stood in the underworld, looking at the world through his eyes and smiling.
"Colt, are you ready?"
He held his cane tightly and said softly:
"—I'm here to kill you."
Will's expression suddenly changed.
Because in Ye Qingxuan's unfolded left hand, the red-hot double snake timepiece trembled, burst out with fierce light, and completely fell apart!
Along with it, the ruined Faust realm was destroyed.
As the two snake timepieces were completely shattered, countless frozen music theories in the solidified sea of ether exploded, and in an instant, there was extreme movement from extreme silence.
The sea of ether is boiling!
And in it, a string that connects the two worlds of matter and ether quietly emerges, controlling this terrifying power that is so crazy that it can destroy the senses. Like a boat on the angry sea, the angry sea of ether is forcibly controlled by this melody. , blended into the thunder, and turned into lightning of destruction.
In an instant, everyone had a ridiculous illusion: between heaven and earth, everything disappeared like bubbles, leaving only the lightning of thunder.
The violent lightning came from all directions, converging into an endless ocean, reaching the sky and the earth, burning the sky and the earth, as if destruction had taken a physical form in the human world.
At this moment, the laws are overturned and the rules are broken.
The complex music theory that turned into thunder distorted reality, distorted matter, and formed a huge ocean that seemed to have substance. And just above that crazy ocean, a broken moon quietly took shape, casting a silvery glow.
The moon rises over the sea!
The moon in the mirror, flowers on the sea.
The thunder sea is violent and the moonlight is quiet. The two are combined into one, but there is an indescribable poetry.
So unreal, yet so real.
And between illusion and reality, in the cold bright moon and the destructive thunder, the Nine Heavens Ring Pei quietly unfolds into complex music theory, transforming into a ladder of heaven, penetrating their axes, pulling the huge and complex power, and controlling the will of the performer. Below, they gathered in the hands of... Ye Qingxuan!
In Ye Qingxuan's hands, the sonorous sound of the piano played.
At that moment, all the musicians were almost suffocated by the oppression of the thunder ocean!
It was a magnificent change that seemed like the movement of stars. A stunningly huge and magnificent movement unfolded in Ye Qingxuan's hands. They overlapped and riveted with each other, forming one layer after another of complex structures.
Just like the fifth and twelfth floor, the white jade capital in the sky rises from the ground in an instant, which is shocking. It is a control that is so exquisite that it almost overtakes the heaven and earth.
The music theory broke through from resonance upwards, exceeding the scope of the distortion level in an instant, causing the etheric world and the material world to overlap, manifesting a terrifying projection.
The minor preface stops, and the major preface has five sections. The first part of the main tone is to take Han, followed by Huyou, going to the body, making Qi, contemplation, returning to the soul, worshiping things, rushing to the crown, Changhong, cold wind, getting angry... and even the tenth. The six chapters are Hanguang, the seventeenth chapter is Shenming, and the eighteenth chapter is Throwing the Sword...
In the blink of an eye, it’s all done in one go.
The melody continued to advance until the third section of the ten sections of "Ransheng", "Return to Government", and then it showed its decline. But at this moment, the blazing sun was gone.
There is only a flawless bright moon hanging high, shining in all directions.
As Ye Qingxuan raised his palm high, the bright moon shone brightly, making everyone's faces pale.
This is "Moonlight"!
"This is impossible… "
Will gritted his teeth, feeling that the common sense and music theory in his heart suddenly collapsed. He stared at the bright moon, his pupils were blurred, cracked and bleeding.
He has read all Ye Qingxuan's analysis data.
Will knows all his trump cards!
But even if Xiao Yuan is still alive, it is impossible to accommodate such a huge music theory structure!
How can one person control this terrifying movement that interferes with reality, distorts matter, and evolves the heavens with his will
Even if he self-destructs the Twin Snake Timepiece and the Eye of Indra, with the help of its power... How can a person who can hardly be called a formal musician support such terrifying power!
The next moment, Ye Qingxuan's fingers slowly pressed down.
Under the support of the Philosopher's Stone, the Nine Heavens Ring Pendant played the final sound, and the light of the bright moon shone across the sky and the earth, swallowing up everything. Countless visions were revealed one after another.
Or comets striking the moon, or white rainbows penetrating the sun, or goshawks striking the palace... Until the end, all the visions converged into the flawless pure white moon.
There is a sword on the ground.
It's moonlight.
The bells roared, Will roared, and the flames on the bodies of the six masters surged. Under the tacit understanding of each other, they promoted the Chapter of Divine Punishment and evolved into a huge phantom of the Holy Spirit of Punishment. The bells rang again.
Will raised the blade, harnessed the huge power, and slashed towards the moonlight!
Silent.
The pure and cold brilliance collided with the Chapter of Punishment.
In an instant, everything disappeared.
It was like an illusion, nothing had happened, everything remained as it was.
Only the fire of divine punishment extinguished silently.
Ye Qingxuan supported his cane and walked forward step by step, as if he had exhausted all his strength, staggering and slowly, struggling.
In this way, he passed by Master Will, who held his sword high and had a majestic face.
There was a snap.
Everyone screamed, and the sword blade in Master Will's hand shattered into pieces and was filled with iron sand. In the hot wind, Will disintegrated into dust like gravel and disappeared without a trace.
Colt's face turned pale and he stumbled back.
Across Seiya's realm, the masters beside him gave him a sense of security. He forced a provocative smile, maintained his dignity, and opened his mouth to speak.
But before that realm, Ye Qingxuan raised his head, stared at his stiff smiling face, raised his hand, and knocked on the barrier known as the absolute defense.
"Seiya is not as strong as you think." He said softly, "You are happy too early."
A crisp sound of shattering sounded, and the sacred chanting stopped abruptly, just like countless pieces of glass collapsing, shattering, melting, and disappearing without a trace under the scorching sun.
In the field, the bodies of the five masters who were still maintaining their original exertion postures shook, and along with Will, they collapsed into dust all over the ground.
In the dust, Colt's stiff smile broke, his face twitched, and he staggered back.
"I… "
His expression changed drastically, and he opened and closed his lips: "I... you... are not... Ye, Ye Qingxuan... the matter can still be undone now! Yes, it can still be undone! Don't be impulsive, I can... "
What answered him was a sword.
The sword, which had mostly melted and then cooled down, was thrown out of Ye Qingxuan's hand and thrust diagonally in front of Colt.
"Come on, Colt. Haven't you been waiting for this moment?"
Ye Qingxuan said calmly: "I will give you a chance to fight openly and honestly. If you are a man, just pick up the sword and do whatever you want. Just don't talk."
In the silence, Colt froze.