It was starting to get a little bad.
No, it's super bad!
On the dead silent stage, only the melody of the Sixth Requiem echoed. The thirteen grand captains stood in the surrounding darkness, silently blocking all internal and external roads.
Ye Qingxuan could feel the real chapter of destiny in their bodies, and at the end, the more terrifying aura of the gray-clothed musicians and the red-clothed musicians, which were different from the white ones.
He was the leader and deputy of the first generation of the Royal Musicians, a peerless musician known as the two most powerful musicians of Angelus, and the most direct inheritor and pioneer of the Royal School.
more importantly…
They were all scepters in life!
And it’s the strongest kind…
Although I don’t know whether the barely reorganized Chapter of Fate can evolve the power of the scepter after dying and returning again, but the sheer fame and terrible achievements of the two are enough to make people feel chilling.
The thirteen grand leaders and the thirteen large band of musicians behind them represent the power of musicians at the peak of Angelou's life.
If it were one person, Ye Qingxuan would still be sure to suppress it. The deceased person himself had many loopholes, and even if he was good at covering them up, he would still need to avoid them.
If there were two, he would be in a hurry.
If there were five of them, he would break out and escape at all costs without even thinking twice.
And with the current lineup, including the leaders and deputies of the first-generation royal orchestra, Ye Qingxuan has no chance of defeating them.
But what he was more curious about now was... what kind of power brought these musicians who had been dead for hundreds of years back to the world.
Is there any limit to their resurrection? What is the relationship between them and Leviathan...
Is the palace seal of Shadow of Avalon intact
as well as…
Ye Qingxuan followed their empty gazes and landed on the girl in the corner...
Mary.
But why Mary
Why did these thirteen group leaders inexplicably take the Penglai medicine and die? Why was he resurrected inexplicably? And why are you pursuing Mary so closely
Don't you forget to be loyal to the royal family even after you die
Do not make jokes.
Ye Qingxuan was amused by his own thoughts.
He stopped stiffly in front of Mary and glanced at the thirteen grand leaders around him. No, there are twelve of them now, among them Nigel, the Iron River musician, has had his head screwed off by himself.
After all, he was the musician who was said to have once aspired to the Scepter field, but in the end, he didn't even have time to use the Chapter of Fate. Death for the second time was so frustrating, it's ridiculous to think about it.
Too weak.
Even Ye Qingxuan didn't expect a rendezvous and settled the battle with just a surprise attack.
And just when he was thinking about how to delay time and find a way to bring Mary and Christine out of the Shadow of Avalon, in the farthest darkness, the musician in red who was staring coldly at all this raised his palm.
The leader of the first generation of Royal Musicians, and the undisputed strongest among the thirteen Grand Masters.
The scepter musician who assisted Arthur in founding the Royal School.
Star Caller, Strange Eye, Killer Whale...the various nicknames about him are either scary or dark, enough to fill a whole page of history books.
It is said that in his later years, there was a problem with his dealings with the strange people in the etheric world, because he went too deep and unknowingly, he was assimilated.
My name and information were dissolved in the ether, and I even lost my appearance.
At this moment, his face was blank, as if shrouded in mist.
He just slowly raised his palm and opened it towards Ye Qingxuan.
On the palm of the hand is a glass bottle the size of a thumb, with amber-like viscous liquid floating in it. Just looking at it, one seems to smell the fragrance of blood, with some kind of weird magic, which is dizzying. God obsessed.
And in the mixed halo of blood, a cold eye slowly opened. It was as if he was staring at Ye Qingxuan through the blood.
Feeling cold all over the body.
Ye Qingxuan took a step back, barely able to restrain the urge to scream. A strong feeling of vomiting emerged from his chest, and an uncontrollable tremor dominated his body.
This is a strong sense of crisis that has affected self-awareness.
But at the same time, murderous intent as thick and heavy as mercury emerged from the bottom of his heart, and every thought was rapidly trembling and falling into madness.
He gasped violently.
Unconsciously, I was bent over and sweating profusely.
Almost collapsed to the ground.
It was obviously just a moment, but it seemed like it had been tortured for a long time.
The sonorous sound of the piano suddenly sounded, and the strings of Jiuxiao Huanpei were shaken, spontaneously activating the blood of heaven and man. The silver moonlight in the blood flowed angrily, filling Ye Qingxuan's consciousness in an instant, freezing everything that was not controlled by him. The emotions are like an ax and a saw, eradicating the involuntary murderous intention and madness.
Return to freedom.
Ye Qingxuan opened his eyes, wiped the sweat from his forehead, couldn't help but take a few steps back, and looked warily at the amber blood in the hands of the grand leader.
What on earth is that...
But at the same time, a piercing scream sounded from Galahad's barrier.
The iron wall of wind and sword was torn to pieces in an instant, and it was destroyed.
From the inside out
Ye Qingxuan turned around in surprise and saw Mary's red eyes.
The crazy dragon power seeped out from her pores, it was unprecedentedly powerful, almost condensing to the core, turning into red blood flowing down her body, dripping into a pool of blood full of destruction and madness. Sweeping slowly in all directions.
The broken dress was torn to pieces by Long Wei in an instant.
What replaced it was the material condensed by Longwei, like a burning red dress...
Ye Qingxuan suddenly realized.
The bottle of amber blood that the grand leader took out was not directed at him at all, but at Mary!
Under the gaze of the Eye in Blood, the curse in the dragon's blood was ignited, exploded, turned into blood, and spurted out from Mary's body.
And in the blood, Mary whined and choked, but couldn't help the sound of laughter in her throat.
—The Ripper wakes up!
"It sucks."
Ye Qingxuan sighed helplessly, turned around, glanced at the deceased standing silently in the distance, and made a wait gesture. Then, he withdrew his gaze and walked towards Mary...
In an instant, countless bloody lights hit his face.
Sharp noises sounded one after another.
It's like falling into a giant juicer, with countless blades cutting, hammers smashing, saws pulling, gravity squeezing... It's enough to turn ordinary people from whole into pieces, from solid to ** and finally evaporate in an instant. For the smell of flesh and green smoke.
Under the clothes of original sin, Ye Qingxuan's face turned pale.
Scared.
Now Mary has entered a very dangerous area.
The awakening level of Dragon Blood is already too close to the prototype - although it is slightly inferior in terms of age and strength, the key is its potential, which can definitely surpass her mother Elizabeth.
If she could succeed to the throne, she would definitely become the emperor closest to Arthur in hundreds of years... But even thinking about it with her toes is not a good thing.
The royal families of all dynasties have been wandering in painful contradictions.
If the dragon's blood cannot be awakened, it means that he has no talent and cannot control the Sword in the Stone and Angelo's Final Line of Defense. If the dragon blood awakens too early and is too dangerous, it may go crazy at any time and degenerate into a monster.
To put it into detail, the happiest emperor in the history of Angola turned out to be the fourth generation king known as "Incompetent George" - there was no external threat, and there was no internal decay. He did not awaken to the dragon blood until he was forty years old, and before his death It can only be said that it is barely possible. All negative emotions can be solved through **…
Although incompetent, he lived a prosperous life peacefully.
All problems are left to future generations to solve.
I wonder if this is mediocre luck
Thinking wildly, Ye Qingxuan moved forward against Long Wei's tugging, stretched out his hand, and suddenly embraced Mary into his arms. The Clothes of Original Sin moved and was almost unsustainable. In an instant, it was torn apart hundreds of times by the manic dragon power...
And Ye Qingxuan's fingers also pressed on Mary's forehead.
The girl who was smiling bloody froze on the spot.
The madness in his pupils blurred quickly, and he remained motionless and dumbfounded. The blood-colored dragon power quickly dissipated, revealing a large area of fair skin.
"Wait a minute."
Ye Qingxuan whispered softly in her ear: "It will be fine soon."
The Clothes of Original Sin fell off Ye Qingxuan's body and quickly covered Mary, even wrapping her face inside without leaving an inch of space. Immediately afterwards, countless iron crystals grew from the Clothes of Original Sin, intertwining with each other and turning into cages.
Countless music theories turned into chains and were wrapped around it. The friction between music theories burst out sparks, making the entire seal stronger.
In the end, Mary disappeared, leaving only a heavy iron coffin.
There was no more sound in the iron coffin.
It's like falling into a long sleep.
Ye Qingxuan stumbled back two steps, lost his strength, unbuttoned the top button of his shirt, and gasped. In the etheric world, Xiao Yuan sensed the weakness of his body and spilled the sweet spring, and his exhausted body quickly began to recover.
It's finally getting better.
Kristine looked at him in astonishment, dumbfounded:
"what have you done?"
Ye Qingxuan laughed at himself: "I did a little bit of the dirty trick of the telepathic musician - dream compilation. It is better to block it than to open it up. It can be regarded as barely giving her a channel to vent her negative emotions, right? But in the final analysis, it is still drinking poison to quench her thirst. Dreams can't last too long. , we must take her out before the end.”
As he spoke, he looked at the dead people who were gradually surrounding them, expressed his last hesitation and confusion, and sighed softly: "The musicians of the past generations... are so terrible."
collapse!
The Nine Heavens Ring Pendant popped out from his fingertips, criss-crossing in the air, and finally became invisible again.
And the spreading music theory has built a huge chapter, and the chapter of fate expanded from Ye Qingxuan's body, running along the strings of the piano.
Natural disasters resonate and are ready to strike.
Feeling the astonishment flashing through those empty eyes, and the faint stasis in his steps for a moment, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but smile.
Sure enough, I am quite strong!
"Which of you comes first?"
He stepped forward, blocking Christine and Mary, with a cheerful smile on his lips:
"Or... come together?"
In the deathly silence, facing the ridicule of the late learners hundreds of years later, the deceased never burst out in anger.
The crowd parted.
The faceless grand leader stood out from the crowd. Behind him, countless darkness rose. In the darkness, one could vaguely see the raging tide, the sweeping storm, and the dark thunderclouds.
In the deepest part of the thundercloud, animal nature surged, and the former Storm King slowly opened his eyes...
And among the dead, someone suddenly stretched out his hand and blocked the way.
It was the gray master who served as his deputy.
The grand leader and his deputy looked at each other for a moment, and seemed to be convinced to give up the duel. Returning to his original position, the gray-clothed musician who originally blocked the group leader turned back and looked at Ye Qingxuan.
There seemed to be a trace of emotion in the empty pupils.
Ye Qingxuan smiled bitterly.
For him, the musician who replaced the grand leader in the duel was even more difficult than the grand leader.
He knew Ye Qingxuan's trump card very well.
The musician in gray clothes walked slowly, holding his cane.
Under the gray robe is a simple dress, low-key and restrained, with only a family seal ring on her finger.
He is more like a gentle scholar than a musician.
He also wore an elegant top hat, which was exactly the same as Ye Qingxuan's original one...
Feeling the familiar small source fluctuations in the opponent's chapter of destiny, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but have a headache:
"Are you planning to clean up the Stone Heart School personally?"