This is in the dark.
There was no sound of rain in the cold mist.
The cold rain penetrated the fog, and seemed to merge into the wriggling fog, disappearing. Only the invisible things fell on the dead sea, making tiny ripples.
The ripples carried broken ice crystals, which collided with each other and spread, pushing the swollen corpse. The deformed corpse had been soaked in the seawater for an unknown period of time. It had already rotted. Its pale abdominal cavity was stretched open by the decaying gas, and it turned into a round ball, floating on the sea.
The strange fish that smelled the stench of corpses came up from the deep sea. The fish with fingers as thick as iron wires greedily gnawed on the carrion, burst the balloon, and made a muffled sound. The stench became thicker and thicker.
Amidst the tiny and terrifying sounds of sharp teeth rubbing against bones, a dark shadow slowly emerged from the bottom of the sea, opened its huge mouth, suddenly rose to the surface, and closed it.
Bang, bang, bang.
Hundreds of strange fish were crushed into pieces by the six rows of teeth. Thick blood seeped out from the huge mouth and stained the sea surface, dyeing the dark ocean into a tragic dark green.
During that enjoyable chewing, two miserable white flames lit up silently in the mist.
It was like the huge eyes of a giant beast, shining through the fog.
The calmness of the sea was shattered. Before the huge mouth could dive into the sea, the deep sea responded with an overwhelming roar.
The shrill light of the thunderous lightning flashed from the clouds, slashing down like a blade, splitting through the fog that was so thick that it made people breathless. When it fell on the sea, it completely chopped the turbulent sea surface into pieces.
In the turbulent waves, the sound of the whistle sounded.
A huge dark shadow runs on the sea, coming from afar, carrying a hurricane, and moving forward along the path opened by thunder. At the forefront of the black shadow, hangs a pale giant snake skull, with the eyes of the skull hanging. A scorching glow burst out. Just sweeping across the sea surface, it gave flames and gave destruction to all monsters equally.
The giant mouth was instantly burned to ashes by the all-pervasive invisible fire, and was no longer traceable.
In the distance, something seemed to be irritated and roared.
Across a long distance, a real roar came, like a hammer hitting people's hearts, making them choke and unable to breathe.
Then came the second, third, fourth... As if sensing the arrival of uninvited guests, the monsters hidden in the mist let out malicious roars, an outright threat.
The roaring hurricane mounted an invisible wall and was crushed as the warship moved forward. Only a weak air current was left, blowing the white hair of the young man on the deck.
Ye Qingxuan put down the telescope that could not see anything and sighed: "How far is it?"
"One hour."
Carroll, who temporarily served as first mate and chief engineer, replied: "Actually, we are not far from Avalon. If it is a clear day, we can already see the white tower of the Royal Palace in the upper city. But the power of the fog is also getting stronger. As it gets stronger, this sea area is repelling us."
“It was never intended to be welcoming.”
Ye Qingxuan found the lens of the Eye of Silence from his pocket and wiped it with a handkerchief: "Go and urge the purification musicians again. This is the first battle in the reconstruction of the Inquisition. Don't fish in the water anymore."
"ten minutes."
He said, "I want to see where Avalon is."
Carol's expression twitched, she touched her bald head, swallowed the old blood in her throat, took out her ether ball and conveyed the Grand Inquisitor's order.
In the huge alchemy matrix at the bottom of the battleship, a dozen purification musicians who were about to collapse under great pressure received the order, and the mouthful of old blood that Carol swallowed suddenly spurted out.
—Co-author Do you think they are working hard for a long time? !
Doesn't anyone know how much pressure there is now? Just opening up the fog and leading the course is almost enough to make their heartbeats explode!
In the matrix, several forbidden musicians in the core positions looked at each other, raised their sleeves to wipe the sweat from their foreheads, and soon their veins burst, and their eyes protruded and burned red.
Several people instantly fell apart like puppets, lowering their heads, and their whole bodies collapsed on the core, but their will followed the huge alchemical matrix and integrated into the entire Nomadic Mountain.
In an instant, it passes through the four levels of outflow, creation, activity, and formation, and enters the core.
In the center of the sixteen main circuits and four synchronic instruments is the ether pool, which is several meters wide. The condensed ether is surging in it. If you look down from the top, you can't tell how deep it is. As if leading to another unpredictable world, there are constant flashes of light.
In the silver light of the ether pool, what is immersed is the huge heart from the Nomadic Mountain. The heart that has been transformed into a living ether furnace is emitting terrifying heat at the moment.
The liquid ether was swallowing up while beating slowly, and the light it contained was already so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it.
And when the musicians' will flowed into it along with the notes, the beating rhythm also accelerated slightly.
[Secret Word—Staring into the Abyss]
[Sequence Note Start]
[The ninth to eighth throttle valves are closed]
[Second drive·Complete]
The ship's hull shook slightly, and in the silent alchemy matrix, three more complex movements were awakened and connected to the main axis.
The engineers nearby also breathed a sigh of relief. The heart ether furnace smoothly changed from the "first drive" of pure navigation state to the "second drive" of alert state.
Silently, the silver light in the ether pool surged up, and the ether torrent like a blowout slanted down from the nine-layer ether sea, and was swallowed up by the greedy hull without a drop left.
At this moment, in the musician's perception, the violent "gravity" emitted by the Nomadic Mountain has formed a huge depression in the sea of ether, continuously plundering and pulling all the free forces to gather together.
The scale... is already comparable to an artifact!
To be honest, the Inquisition's treatment of Nomadic Mountain is rough enough.
Based on the corpses of the Nomadic Mountain, it was processed and produced before the activity of the material had dissipated. The sea monster was taken apart and assembled into a ship.
In the original words of Carroll to Ye Qingxuan: First, we don’t have an industrial base, second, we don’t have enough alchemists, and third, we don’t have cutting-edge shipbuilders. We want to build a legendary battleship overnight that can kill anyone who wants to see it. , is simply impossible. But if you're willing to settle for the next best thing... it's not impossible.
So, when Igor took over, he discovered... It is true to say that this thing is a ship, but it is also okay to say it is a battleship.
But in fact, what Ye Qingxuan and the others did was to use the best materials to build a "fort" that could carry three abnormal-level war cannons and float on the sea.
Although under the sixth drive, one can fly into the sky, it still cannot be changed—this thing is a turret!
If Ye Qingxuan hadn't stubbornly stopped Igor and promised, "He will have bread and milk. When I finish saving the country, I will ask Angelo to install whatever equipment you want." , Igor might have jumped into the sea in grief and anger.
There is no way, to be more strict, this warship has no technical content at all. The only thing worthy of praise is its extremely exaggerated firepower and extremely luxurious raw materials.
The former comes from the three petitioner-class main guns manufactured by the Inquisition. Logically speaking, if there is no special order, the forbidden technology should still be sealed.
The latter is because the quality of the Nomad Mountain itself is too high - during the manufacturing process, the purification musicians marveled at its material countless times, and even doubted whether it was the direct bloodline of Leviathan, who was entrusted to the "prince" of the Seven Seas.
It is precisely because of this that the Nomadic Mountain is simply a living artifact, but the material itself is enough to cause an exaggerated effect.
The current impact of the Nomadic Mountain in the etheric sea can only be regarded as "breathing" to it, and it does not even need to be deliberately stimulated.
As early as when they were drawing the design drawings, those old ghosts started beating their chests—what kind of warship should be made of such a good material? It should be used to make a damn musical instrument.
As long as it is nurtured a little, it will be a new artifact, and if a scepter-level being presides over the process, it may not be impossible to jump directly to the top of the artifact.
It's a pity to meet a prodigal like the new Grand Inquisitor.
Artifact
Sorry, not rare.
Not to mention the stolen clothes of original sin snatched from Paganini.
The Nine-Sky Ring is the proof of the blood of Ye's Dragon Vein. It comes with the ladder effect across seven series and extreme precision operation. It is the exclusive musical instrument of the Dream Weaver and is even the key to Ye's legacy in the etheric world.
As long as Ye Qingxuan breaks through the master and advances to the scepter, he will be able to obtain the scepter in the etheric world that combines the power of the dream weavers of all generations. By then, if you combine it with the dream you have woven into one, you can basically jump from the new scepter to the peak scepter, which is equivalent to the body protection passed down by the ancestors of the past generations, and even compared to the saints named by the Holy City.
This is the capital of the nine surnames of Longmai that is enough to be on par with the saints!
There is also the already confirmed Sword in the Stone, a symbol of Anglo imperial power and an artifact that protects the country.
Not to mention the sword of ascension that King Arthur spent all of Angel's wealth to build, and the scepter of "Heaven on Earth", there are also twelve golden seals of victory, each of which represents a A phantom beast that was famous back then.
And don't forget... there's also the Gun of St. George.
Those were the "Falled Iron" and the "Dragon-Slaying Spear". The artifacts that had sealed the Hundred-Armed Giant for ten years had been worn away in the ruins for ten years and were still as sharp as before.
Although neither of them has the surname Ye yet, anyone with a discerning eye can see what will happen sooner or later.
When Shi Dong and the old men packed up themselves and the Ministry of Doctrine and gave them to Ye Qingxuan for free, their calculations were already going on.
Who is currently in charge of The Sword in the Stone
It’s Maxwell, the head of the fifth department, Angel’s Shadow Emperor, the loyal dog of the royal family, and has appointed Ye Qingxuan as his successor!
The people in charge of "Fallen Iron" are the Knights of the Round Table.
So who is the current leader of the Knights of the Round Table
It was the famous minister who was introduced to the Privy Council during the three years since the Queen was out of power, and who managed the entire empire in an orderly manner. Among the top officials, he was vaguely known as the twin pillars of the empire with Maxwell, the military general, Lancelot!
What about the heir to the Lancelot family? Is it his daughter, Christine, the Grand Knight of the Praetorian Guard who has inherited the name "Galahad"
No, it’s his eldest nephew Ye Qingxuan!
It can be said that the moment Ye Qingxuan's identity was recognized by the Holy City and he became a marquis, he had already become one of the most powerful people in the world in the future.
With one-eighth of the royal blood in him, as long as he is ruthless enough to kill the demented eldest prince, the second princess, and a dozen inconspicuous nobles, then he will be the only successor to Angelus in the legal system and the future. The King of Angels!
It’s maddening to think about.
The Lord of the Ye Clan Dragon Vein in the East, the King of Angels in the West, the Archbishop of the Holy City, the Grand Inquisitor of the Inquisition, the "Hand of God" appointed by the Holy City...
Not to mention that this friend, besides his own father, is one of the most talented musicians in the East and the West for hundreds of years, and he will be able to achieve great success in the future.
If you think more beautifully, fifty years later... The Blue King
I can't think about it anymore, it's a crime to think about it!
As long as you hold on to this leg and don't let go, won't the Inquisition then march eastward and burn whoever it wants
Thinking of this, Shi Dong's jaw almost dropped with laughter.
Although this is a risky investment that 99% of the time will result in a total loss, as long as it makes a profit, it will be a profit of hundreds or thousands of times!
Hearing that Orientals like to be reserved, Shi Dong went to the dictionary to see what "yellow robe plus one's body" meant. In private, he even drafted a draft to persuade him to marry Biao!
This is the last big gamble in his life.
He wants to stake everything, even if the future is uncertain.
He is confident about it.
It has been more than two hundred years since I first held a sword...
He has made the bet countless times.
Even though I am very old, very old, so old that I have had three generations of artificial prostates.
But that's okay, there's nothing wrong with it.
He can still forcefully live for another dozen years, until he climbs this road to the end and puts Ye Qingxuan on the altar.
Even if the life is so ugly and ugly, even if it is as humble as a cow and a horse.
Beside the Aether Pond, the old man sitting there was stroking his sword and smiling contentedly.
When he raised his head, his eyes seemed to penetrate through layers of obstacles and fell on the young man.
"Please rest assured, Your Excellency."
He whispered softly: "You will first become a hero who saves the country, and then become a legend in this world. You will be the well-deserved Hand of God. The embodiment of justice and justice in the world!"
…
In an instant, under the supply of the second drive, endless ether gathered.
Several resonance-level forbidden musicians did not hesitate to explode their brain blood vessels, driving the purification movement, causing the thunderclouds covering the ship's hull to expand several times, and the lightning burst out, tearing apart the fog like a living thing, and piercing into the depths of darkness.
A hallucinatory scream sounded out.
A straight passage opened in the mist.
And at the end of the passage... is a fire that burns the sky red.
For a moment, everyone held their breath.
That's Avalon.
Avalon is burning!
What was once the Pearl of the Sea, the Kingdom of Heaven on Earth, the Pure White City... is now shrouded in destruction, sinking mournfully into the flames of war.
"What's this?"