In the eerie melody, the strange petrified musician waved his hand, the earth shook, and lines like frost formed on the iron stone. Continuous cracking sounds were heard.
As the masonry on the ground cracked, iron gates rose up from the rotten soil, layer upon layer, and the rotten metal was wrapped around it, like an ivy, spreading its branches and leaves finely, turning into a cold barrier.
On the dark green metal leaves covered with patina, layers of notes emerged, just like a huge and complex movement.
In an instant, all directions were blocked, turning this place into a prison that no one could enter or leave.
This is a shackle that is enough to imprison giant fantasy beasts within it.
The musician was obviously dead long ago.
No member of the first generation Royal Musicians could survive to this day, but now, he has taken the form of dust, turned into a body of iron and stone, and returned to the world.
The chapter of fate that had been silent for a long time began to run again in the body, but driven by obsession, the spirituality of the movement replaced the soul that had long since dissipated.
With just a few gestures, an insurmountable dragnet was laid.
This terrifying achievement in the school of change, even in life, was by no means an ordinary musician.
In addition to being a transmutation musician, he even works part-time as an alchemist.
Countless formulas were skillfully compiled from his hands, and in the end they turned into complex and difficult music theory equations. He controlled the changing ether and built a huge matrix out of thin air.
The creation and destruction included in the school of change are held in the palm of his hands, and he is as familiar as using them with his arms.
In front of his forehead, a complex ring-shaped alchemical matrix slowly emerged.
—The Ring of Dragon Scales!
The alchemical matrix that multiplied the violence of the movements of all schools of change was originally engraved on the gold and iron instruments, but was instead engraved on the fragile skull, regardless of the fact that once the operation of the matrix was out of control, the heat generated would be enough to turn the skull into ashes.
There is no other musician with such characteristics even in the history of the Royal Orchestra.
The identity of the visitor has been revealed.
"I see… "
On top of the armor, Christine made a cold voice: "Master Nigel, the 'Iron River Musician', the first generation of royal musicians, the conductor of the Birmingham Orchestra among the thirteen grand masters, disrespectful."
Nigel's body remained motionless, seemingly adhering to etiquette and not attacking forcefully, maintaining the same proud habits as before.
Christine took a few steps back, carefully placed Mary on her back on the ground, pulled out Galahad's sword from her waist, twisted the hilt of the sword with both hands, and pierced the ground beside Mary.
On the hilt of the sword, the nested metal hoop suddenly began to rotate.
The mechanism buried in it was activated, causing the blade to scorch, burned red by the etheric path inside, and countless musical notes emerged from it. The sword's blade trembled and a low whistle erupted.
The air suddenly distorted for a moment, and countless swords and swords loomed, shrouding Mary in it.
No more worries.
"Your Highness, go down and come back."
Christine whispered softly, turned around, and the secret box opened on the legs of Galahad's Armor, and two slender sword hilts popped out. As Christine pulled out her hands, the sharp blade popped out of the hilt, emitting a long lingering sound.
Those are two stabbing swords.
When the stabbing sword is fully unfolded, it looks like two spears. It is so slender, but its length is exaggerated and unrealistic. The blade is too thin and narrow, making it feel like it will break with the slightest touch. However, despite its exaggerated length, it is still straight.
It was enough to penetrate the wall and leave a fatal gap in the heart of the fortress.
Christine took a step forward, and the two stabbing swords were pointed at Nigel in the distance. From then on, she remained motionless, maintaining a flawless structure, but the majestic power was running in the armor, turning the sword The handle is red-hot.
Nigel stood with his hands tied, his eyes empty and naked on his petrified face, reflecting the figure of the knight, showing no resistance at all, as if he was about to kill him at the neck.
But in the darkness, countless tiny fluorescent lights flew out, and vague light spots the size of dust danced. The terrifying power containing the explosion formula was refined into the dust. Once each particle of dust exploded, it was enough to destroy a whole building. The terrifying scorching sun that completely bulldozed the buildings.
At that moment, there was a sudden roar in the air.
As the earth shattered, the hurricane suddenly arose and swept forward.
Christine's voice had disappeared.
All that could be heard was the roar of the iron boots breaking through the iron stone. The time was too short, and the roar echoed across the city, like the roar of a giant beast.
In the blink of an eye, it broke through dozens of invisible air walls with pure terrifying power and passed through the hell composed of vacuum and high pressure.
Countless dust spots continued to detonate, but the terrifying air waves were chopped into pieces before they spread.
The two slender stabbing swords pierced countless times in an instant, and each time they completely tore the light spot apart. The slender sword blades vibrated across a small distance like a dance, opening up gaps between matter.
Through, through, through.
Where is the use of swords and guns
This is a deadly bee sting!
Amidst the harsh sound of gold and iron rubbing against each other, the stabbing sword broke through layers of obstacles, penetrated all obstacles, and stabbed in front of Nigel in an instant.
But what responded to it were two slender fingers, silently holding the thin blade and letting it tremble at the fingertips.
Then, twist.
collapse!
The elemental replacement in an instant completely destroyed the integrity of the entire sword body. The two stabbing swords were broken inch by inch, and countless iron pieces were turned upside down and flew out towards Galahad's Armor.
At that moment, Christine abandoned her sword and moved forward.
The stabbing sword is a sword of assassination. Once it is exposed to the public, more than half of its effect is lost. From the beginning, she never thought about using these two backup weapons to kill the powerful musician who became famous hundreds of years ago.
They just need to attract attention.
No weapons required.
The knight himself is the most powerful weapon!
As for the Armor of Galahad, since its birth, its power has surpassed that of many armors in the world. Arthur sealed the phantom beast he once controlled into it and used it as a power source to bring all kinds of incredible powers to its driver.
The power represented by the Armor of Galahad is the barrier of iron and wind.
With iron as its limit, it drives strong winds to completely tear apart anything that dares to enter the attack range.
Even if Nigel is not good at attacking, once Nigel enters Galahad's attack range, what awaits him is the fury of the hurricane controlled by gold and iron.
There was a loud roar.
The hot ether flow spurted out from the gaps in Galahad's Armor, wrapped around the huge armor, turned into a terrifying air barrier, and rushed towards Nigel.
Countless pieces of iron flying upside down were swallowed up by it, and were instantly reduced to iron sand, mixed into it, causing the pale wind to faintly reveal iron green, doubling its destructive power.
Already, so close.
But Nigel retracted his palm, as if giving up resistance.
boom!
At that moment, a loud noise came from inside the armor.
It was like the rapidly rotating gears came to an abrupt stop, and the circuit of the alchemy matrix was blocked. The heavy pressure rushing through it had nowhere to vent, bursting the pipe, and rushing to all sides.
Christine's movements stopped abruptly.
The storm dissipated.
"What happened..."
Although the hurricane has stopped, the iron sand flying in the wind is still active.
They cling to the armor like mistletoe. Layers of rust spread from below, and in an instant it seemed like decades had passed. The steel was dull and the armor was mottled.
That's the formula attached to the rapier fragment.
At that moment, the entire bayonet had transformed into a qualitative change. Infused with music theory, every inch of steel became a source of pollution that could turn the giant steel ship into scrap metal.
The moment it came into contact with the armor, the music theory unfolded, like a long needle, corroding through the outer layer and entering Galahad's alchemical matrix, cutting off the "outflow layer" and "formation layer" with incomparable precision. The circulation caused chaos in the huge amount of ether.
Such a tiny force, only maintained for an instant, caused tragic consequences.
Galahad's leg armor exploded, and the force of the repulsion tore Christine's right leg apart, shards of steel pierced into it, and deadly patina flowed into the blood.
Miscalculated.
What comes here after resurrection is not just the body, they also inherit the fighting wisdom of the body during life...
Even if the armor of the Knights of the Round Table can repair itself, such tragic damage may take more than half a month to be fully restored by engineers.
Nigel moved forward indifferently. Christine coughed violently and vomited blood, but he showed no mercy. After Christine's defeat, he stretched out his hand expressionlessly and wiped out every piece of Galahad's Armor. Parts were completely destroyed.
Leave no consequences!
The moment he approached, Galahad's armor suddenly fell apart, and Christine's body was ejected from it by the final force.
At the moment when his still intact right hand was free, he pulled out the blood-stained iron piece from his leg and stabbed Nigel, who was very close at hand. In one blow, he had exhausted all his strength!
Nigel watched her dying struggle indifferently, but at that moment, a look of astonishment seemed to flash through his empty eyes, and he turned around suddenly regardless of the attack that was so close at hand.
[Start of nature interference]
[Gospel Armor·Loading Completed]
[Power source—vacuum sun·start]
At that moment, a terrifying ether fluctuation suddenly burst out in an extremely distant place.
Countless music theories are in turmoil.
Tens of thousands of nature interferences act on one place at the same time, connecting with each other and forming a complete whole, forming a huge cycle. A huge hole suddenly appeared in the sea of ether.
It was a well-defined circle.
Countless properties interfere with it, and music theory is intertwined, forming a huge and complex structure, running within it, forming a huge repulsive force.
inward.
The massive ether is attracted by the gravitational force emanating from the center of the circle, gathers, collapses, and condenses into an almost imperceptible point.
And outside the circle, all the ether that dared to approach were pushed away by the terrifying repulsive force. The repulsive force set off a huge wave in the sea of ether, silently echoing with a thunderous sound, and all the brewing forces were pushed away. The ripples were completely torn apart and destroyed!
And right between repulsion and gravity is pure vacuum.
Like the scorching sun!
That is a sun traveling in a vacuum!
The "scorching sun" that only existed for a moment was completely destroyed in the next moment. At the moment of destruction, terrifying power erupted from the collapsing scorching sun. Under the guidance of music theory, the violent torrent broke through the shackles of the etheric sea and instantly descended on the material world.
The power that is enough to cause landslides and earth shatters condenses into one point and moves forward.
In the aftermath, all matter was crushed into dust, and all music theory was torn to pieces by the tyrannical vacuum sun. A distance of thousands of meters was forcibly crossed, and the unreachable length turned into a short distance in an instant.
And when Nigel turned around, all he saw were two palms covered with pitch black armor.
In the frozen time, the palms seemed to move forward gently, passing through the layers of defense, just like popping soap bubbles. The soap bubbles didn't even have time to pop, and the two palms supported Nai. Jer's face.
Lightly, with a twist.
Boom!
When this moment passed, the first thing that came was the deafening roar, the screams of countless broken bricks, and the roaring hurricane like a torrent.
A huge armor suddenly appeared on the field.
In front of him was a headless corpse that was still broken.
Nigel's head was picked off and turned into fragments in his closed hands. The stone powder fell down and turned into dust.
The moment Christine was overturned by the hurricane, the dark armor raised her palms, and the barrier of the Forbidden School was instantly erected, blocking her from the terrifying hurricane and the death wind pressure that followed.
"who is it?"
Christine looked at him, almost unsteady on her feet.
The dark armor suddenly softened, like an illusion, slowly collapsing, and finally turned into a black robe hanging down. Ye Qingxuan opened his hood, revealing his face.
"Christine, long time no see."
He smiled.
Kristine stared at him with wide eyes. For a long time, she fell to the ground and her whole body relaxed, "When did you come back?"
"The day before yesterday."
Ye Qingxuan reached out to help her stop the bleeding, pulled out the iron piece that pierced the blood vessel, and bandaged it: "Are you and the princess here these days?"
"When Leviathan broke through the second seal, His Highness and I were in the shelter." Christine gasped, trying to regain her consciousness: "Before the uptown fell, the princess took me here - I didn't realize it until I got here. , the situation is even worse. She can hardly hold on anymore."
"Dragon blood curse?" Ye Qingxuan asked.
Christine nodded: "Don't worry about my injury, I can walk. You must protect the princess first, and you must leave here. Our medicine has been used up, Your Highness, she is in danger now..."
"I'm afraid it might be a little troublesome to leave."
Ye Qingxuan scratched his head and sighed: "I rushed into the encirclement in a hurry. Time was too tight and I had no other choice."
Christine was stunned.
Encirclement
In the dark night, the dissipated melody of the Sixth Requiem came together again.
Countless dust fell from the sky.
More than a dozen figures wearing crystal crowns and white clothes slowly stood up from among them. Each one of them exuded etheric fluctuations that were comparable to Nigel's, and even... surpassed them!
After being dead for so many years, their strength has not weakened at all. On the contrary, under the blessing of the weird music theory in the Shadow of Avalon, their strength has skyrocketed.
What's more, on his body, he is still wearing the most precious treasure from his lifetime.
Ye Qingxuan glanced over and his pupils couldn't help but tighten.
The solemn and simple long sword, the ancient book that exudes the strange atmosphere of the etheric world, the strange crystal eyeball, and the familiar pitch-black top hat...
The first generation of Royal Musicians, all thirteen chiefs have arrived...