Total darkness.
Dark clouds covered the sky, like layers of complex lead blocks overlapping and condensing in the sky.
Between the sky and the earth, huge cities stand on the wasteland.
The dim starlight came from nowhere, illuminating its sharp edges. Even in the dark, one can clearly distinguish the extremely gorgeous and majestic outline.
Standing on the foundation of bronze and black iron, the body is cast with silver, and the top is decorated with lapis lazuli. The steel formed its prototype, and turned it into a miracle that will last forever.
When the sun falls from the sky, the entire city seems to be bathed in the glory of God, holy and solemn. But now there is no sunlight, this is late at night, everything is covered in darkness.
Ye Qingxuan stared at this city.
…
In the darkness, he saw the earth tremble and thunder.
The crimson light flowed out from the cracks, like blood seeping out of the soil under the city in a steady stream, trying to flow upstream and completely cover it.
The thunder became more intense.
The huge city began to tremble, as if it was about to be overturned by something hidden under the city.
The thunderous sounds overlapped and sounded like a landslide. But the sound was vague, like the wailing of thousands of people, one after another!
—Hell collapses, Abi screams!
At this moment, the wailing thunder exploded like never before, and waves visible to the naked eye spread from the earth. Even this sacred city was in turmoil.
Immediately afterwards, a crack opened in the iron wall.
This is the first crack.
…
At the top of the tallest tower in the city.
The place closest to the clouds is also the darkest place, where someone overlooks the entire city. The storm swept in from afar and turned into a rotating eye, covering the city. The hurricane blew up his robes and made a hunting sound.
In the wind, the cigarette at the corner of his mouth flickered.
He stood on the edge of the tower, overlooking the Holy City and the bloody earth beneath the Holy City, watching the earth move.
"The third floor of the Wall of Sighs has been breached!"
When the third roar resounded throughout the world, someone behind the smoking man made a trembling cry.
The pale scribe hugged the pillar with frightened eyes: "A quarter of an hour ago, it had already set foot on the path of sunrise. The 'Hell' and 'Purgatory' left by Master Dante have now been destroyed, and there are currently only Go to heaven.”
"Heaven can't stop it." The smoker shook his head.
"The Templars and Chorus are assembled. Currently setting up defenses for Armageddon."
"Where are the Holy Spirits?" the man asked.
The scribe closed his eyes and listened, his voice trembling: "Agni was damaged in the battle and is now dormant again. Jupiter is awakening, and the God of Wind and God of Thunder have entered the abyss. I hope I can stop it."
"It's useless, that's the Doomsday Red Dragon wearing seven crowns."
The man shook his head again: "When it was bound and sealed by the three kings of the first generation, one-third of the stars fell into the abyss with it. A twin Holy Spirit is not a strong opponent to it. Issue the order, in the name of the Nibelungs."
The smoking man whispered:
"—Awaken all the Holy Spirit."
The secretary was stunned. He thought of the consequences, and his face turned pale: "But if Qing Emperor goes crazy again, the Holy City may..."
In the darkness, the man looked back at him, as if looking at a timid idiot: "Then use a blood sacrifice to keep him awake on the battlefield."
“…”
The clerk's lips pursed and he could not speak.
"Even if you are afraid, you should be afraid after the Holy City is destroyed." The smoking man said lightly: "But if the abyss under the Holy City is opened by it, then not only the Holy City will be destroyed."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
The clerk lowered his head, and then he murmured to himself, as if his voice was placed in the wind, and it suddenly spread to the city below.
"besides… "
In the darkness, the smoking man suddenly said: "Notify all the bishops and get ready in the Bronze Hall. The time has come to activate "Destiny"."
The secretary looked up in surprise, only to see him stubbing out the cigarette on his fingertips, then turning back and pushing open the door. On his waist, the long sword named "Gate of Heaven" reflected a cold and sharp light.
In the strong wind, the man's voice was like the clanging of swords.
"—Tell them that the Pope himself will be on the battlefield."
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…
The earth trembled, and the overlapping tunes could not suppress the thunder.
Abi's call from under the Nine Earths resounded between heaven and earth, stirring up the dark clouds and brewing lightning. The wild lightning was like the whip of the evil god, lashing the Holy City continuously.
The city was bathed in the light of thunder.
A huge crack opened from the ground beneath the city, as if the earth had opened its mouth to swallow it into its belly.
Ye Qingxuan stood on the crack and looked down, seeing the iron current sweeping through the heart of the earth.
It was the reflection of the Knights Templar assembled in array.
Heavy armor weighing several tons covered the bodies of those warriors. It was impossible to imagine that those heavy armors were driven by human bodies. When it is operating, it is like the giant Gaia recorded in the holy scriptures, unstoppable.
At this moment, thousands of them gathered together, holding high chain saws and heavy spears, and rushed into the darkness.
As the iron boots collided with the rocks, and with the roaring sound of footsteps, the music score engraved on the armor lit up, and the gods' hymns were sung loudly.
This is the sound of heaven, the power of the psalm spreading, spreading its blazing light.
The light illuminated a huge eye pupil.
Under the cracks in the seals, there were dozens of meters of animalistic vertical pupils that penetrated the darkness and light, staring at the sky.
It was the shuddering feeling of peeping through a tube. For a second, Ye Qingxuan's eyes met it. Indescribable coldness and ferocity poured into his eyes like a tide, causing him to scream.
What followed was a dragon roar that shook the earth and almost caused the Holy City to collapse.
As a result, the layers of iron flow were torn apart, and indescribable pressure spread under its gaze. The steel warriors who rushed towards the Dragon's Eye were crushed to the ground, their thick armor making a sharp sound.
Soon, it was crushed by the huge force, and blood splashed out from the iron pieces riddled with holes.
Right above the seal, the Choir was nearly wiped out.
At that moment, the hymns sung by the psalm musicians were interrupted, the ether lost control from their hands, and the power of the gods was usurped by the demons in the seal, turning into bloody crows.
Endless waves of crows surged out of the darkness, flapping their wings and screaming as they swallowed up the musicians, tearing them to pieces.
"Woe to you!"
"Woe to you!"
"Woe to you!"
In the void, the roar of countless wailing dragons suddenly changed, like countless sinners singing in unison in hell. Under that power, the ether turned into bloody light, swallowing up all resistance within sight.
This is the power of natural disasters.
Four hundred years ago, the most powerful natural disaster sealed by the three kings - the red dragon of doomsday awakened from the abyss. It tore through the layers of seals and was about to fly into the sky, using its wings to spread blood and fire in the sky of mankind.
But at that moment, a blazing stream of light rose from the holy city.
The dead who slept in the temple and the sacred souls transformed by the sage musicians finally awakened!
It was like countless bright stars were ignited and shot up into the sky!
In the hands of the Pope, the sword named Gate of Heaven was raised high and pointed at the abyss, so the countless streams of blazing light fell and were thrown into the dark abyss.
In that glow, the awakened Holy Spirits raised their "scepters" and emitted burning light.
In the deep darkness, little bits of light lit up like candles in the wind, but they were connected to each other, forming a dike of light, blocking the tide of darkness!
In the abyss, the overlapping notes turned into a symphony, and incredible power spread one after another in the darkness of the abyss. Those legendary musical scores that can only be seen in ancient classics are now available again.
For a moment, Ye Qingxuan thought that the red dragon of doomsday was suppressed...
But soon, the thunder of Ah Bi's cry sounded again in the abyss.
In the darkness, the violent red dragon opened its eyes, and its seven-fold crown released a terrifying blood light.
The world is in turmoil.
In Ye Qingxuan's perception, time seemed to have become discontinuous. The pictures were constantly intertwined, making it difficult to see clearly. The endless light stung his eyes.
In the light, the evil dragon danced wildly.
…
For a moment, everything suddenly became silent.
The world froze in that moment.
Ye Qingxuan turned around in shock and saw the figure at the top of the holy city.
Endless etheric light surrounded him, illuminating his cold face. He stretched out his hand and pressed it into the void, but the entire Holy City lit up, and it was finally awakened.
The black clouds surrounding the top of the Holy City were torn apart, and the light of stars fell from the sky, illuminating the tragic battlefield.
In the abyss, the red dragon of doom was roaring and roaring crazily, with a premonition that something terrible was coming. But in this frozen world, everything is imprisoned in a cage, and no one can stop what happens next.
""destiny"?"
Ye Qingxuan stared at the figure and murmured softly subconsciously.
The next moment, the Pope's hands pressed down, and the sound was like the world shattering!
The sky was shaking, and sad cracks rose from the east and fell to the west, across the night sky. The light of the stars and moon disappeared, turning into a dark vortex.
The starry sky was rolling, like blankets being overlapped, and just above the twisted sky, God sprinkled destructive light on the world.
Ye Qingxuan couldn't see anything.
He could only feel the roaring one after another coming from around him, but the human eardrums could no longer accept the terrifying sound. When the first majestic sound like the collision of stars spread, his perception was already shattered.
Everything became like a hopeless nightmare.
The world collapsed, the earth turned into charcoal, and the fire from the earth rose into the sky, scorching the sky.
Everything is heading towards destruction...
In the end, there was only a broken sound, like an evil spirit chewing the remains of the world.
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That terrifying feeling made Ye Qingxuan wake up from his nightmare, opened his eyes, and gasped for air.
Screams rang in my ears one after another.
"ah!!!!"
"Help! Someone come! Someone come!"
"A natural disaster is coming! A natural disaster!!"
In the huge lecture hall, screams rang out one after another. Hundreds of students woke up from nightmares. Their faces were so pale that it was almost impossible to tell where they were.
As the huge illusion dissipated, the lecturer on the podium, sipping on black tea, raised his head and looked down at the group of frightened students with contented eyes.
"What you students saw just now was the scene of the 'Battle of the Abyss' three hundred years ago." He said, "This is what I will teach you in the first lesson. - The everlasting battle between humans and natural disasters war destiny."