Following Ye Qingxuan's order.
Stars of fire and iron fell from the sky.
Under the sixth level of drive, the petitioner's overloaded main cannon exploded, and a torrent of ether spewed out from it like a waterfall, carrying terrifying high temperatures and purifying music theory, tearing apart layers of barriers, and in an instant it came. At the top of the King of Hell's head.
It was only then that the iron light hidden in the fire became apparent.
It was steel that had been burnt red in the terrifying heat of thousands of degrees. The rack of fire spurted out terrifying flames, bringing about the way of redemption that turned all sinners into ashes.
"Mary" raised her red eyes, and under the guidance of the Hell Crown, the red dragon's power turned into a real unnecessary palm, grabbing the bright light.
The first thing that was heard was the roar of the collision of steel, with a white air wave rising from it, pushing the sharp noise of the friction of gold and iron, sweeping across the entire Avalon.
It was like a great bell of divine wrath being tolled.
—The end is coming.
In the dissipating flames, the torture rack disintegrated.
The one who walked out of it was the King of Hell wearing a crystal crown and bloody clothes. The terrifying aura rising from it echoed with the transformed sun in the palace.
After swallowing a small half of Avalon, the severely damaged scepter has been repaired. The elements of "hell" are running in the terrifying and majestic melody, unfolding a real hell.
The Lord of Darkness has returned again!
After the Holy Realm, Ye Qingxuan sighed softly.
Next he has to face not only Mary who is controlled by the cursed blood... but also the King of Hell in his heyday!
There is no one else to check him, and there is no chance for him to roam around calmly and find openings to break through.
This is a face-to-face confrontation, a battle that cannot be avoided.
"It's a bit troublesome..."
He whispered softly.
At that moment, Mary's scarlet skirt fluttered in the wind.
The dark sun advanced forward, and the sad red dragon power surged like a river. In an instant, Mary had raised her slender white arm, and her index finger gently touched the Holy Wall.
The next moment, a terrifying loud noise broke out.
Under the blows of countless invisible swords and axes, the wall of Holy Ya fell apart.
After that finger penetrated the layers of defense, it pierced Ye Qingxuan's chest mercilessly and penetrated from behind, destroying everything.
Immediately afterwards, countless dragons erupted from it, like wandering blades, scraping off all flesh and blood in an instant, peeling off all skin and internal organs, provoking all muscles, leaving only a white skeleton.
However, nothing happened.
Ye Qingxuan is still intact.
Until this time, the low noise coming from the Jiuxiao ring belatedly sounded. The strange melody that just sounded like metal friction lingered in the ears of the dark lord like a mocking laugh.
Amidst the vague and strange noise, a hoarse voice sounded faintly, singing enthusiastically:
"—Eli, Eli, lemasabachthani!"
The roaring Chapter of Hell paused for a moment, and he immediately understood what was going on.
Passion!
Just like Abraham when he was fighting against the saints, Ye Qingxuan has pushed himself to the extreme of the "vacuum realm" through nature interference, and has vividly evolved the music inherited from Abraham.
Just like a sword cannot cut through light, iron cannot kill water.
Depending on the nature of the enemy, it changes its own form and turns itself into relative nothingness.
It's so close, yet so far away.
"It's this little trick again!"
The shadowy lord's phantom appeared, looked at him, and sneered: "Do you think these little tricks are useful?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Qingxuan's face turned pale, and a trace of purple-black blood appeared from the corner of his mouth.
Dragon power is an extension of the dragon's blood - directly controlling the ether with the host's will, giving the will a shape and turning it into swords, gold and iron.
In essence, it still exists like music theory.
Mary, who had taken the blood of Leviathan, had already tapped into her bottomless potential, which was terrifying in terms of its nature and intensity.
Although the power did not tear his body into pieces, the music theory contained in it still made his form tremble and shake, and he was almost knocked out of the "vacuum" - the ether cycle was interrupted, and he was left with the end of being torn apart when he returned to his flesh and blood body.
Facing the ridicule of the dark master, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but sigh.
"It's just my lack of ability."
He stretched out his hand and made a throat-slitting gesture towards the nearby projection: "If my teacher were here, he would have cut off your dog's head with a knife just now!"
What is certain is that in hundreds of years, no one has ever dared to be so presumptuous and offensive in front of the dark lord. Although cutting off one's head would have no effect on oneself, it was undoubtedly an arrogant insult.
The Dark Lord just sneered and said no more.
Above Mary's head, the crystal crown suddenly released a terrifying light, the Chapter of Hell roared, and the scepter slowly rose to the sky. The terrifying gravity contained in the music theory burst out from it, pulling the fragments of the Shadow of Avalon.
The old king is dead.
A new traveling king will regain control of his territory.
The Lord of Darkness is frantically devouring this shadow city to fill the gap on the Scepter of Hell—when the Shadow of Avalon completely falls apart, the King of Hell will be completely reborn!
Ye Qingxuan couldn't stop him.
Because Mary's red eyes were already close at hand.
At that moment, in the sky, Nomadic Mountain shed the iron glow of stars.
In the blink of an eye, hundreds of light points flew out from the ejection track and shot in the direction of Ye Qingxuan. There was a hurricane and roar, like an iron whale singing before it died.
It crossed a long distance and then hit the ground.
There was a loud roar.
Amidst the countless flying dust, heavy armored knights walked out of it, gathered into an array, stopped in front of Mary, and pulled out their chainsaws.
— Whale falls!
"Ahaha, you came in time, right? Your Excellency, the Grand Judge."
Stone's voice rang from his ears: "Your loyal subordinates are here to help."
"This can only be regarded as part of the responsibility, right?" Ye Qingxuan responded coldly, "If the subordinates cannot share the worries of their superiors, what is the difference between them and useless people?"
"So, what is the order this time?"
Shi Dong's voice became playful: "Kill? Purify? Or eliminate?"
"To stop it, it's best to capture him alive."
Ye Qingxuan ordered: "The enemy you are facing is His Majesty the King of Angelus. Even if she kills all of you, don't hurt her even a hair."
"I should have known that was the case."
Stone sighed, "But what about the one who lives in her?"
"You prepare all the cleansing musicians."
Ye Qingxuan said: "I will solve it."
At that moment, the Clothes of Original Sin shook, and a huge gravitational force erupted from it, causing the surrounding matter to twist.
The Chapter of Fate was running in his body, the first part awakening, the second part awakening, the third part awakening... In an instant, the power that surged more than four times was almost out of his control.
Amidst the faint sound of tides, the pure white moon rose out of thin air, withstanding the huge pressure of the scepter of hell, facing the dark sun in the distance, hanging high in the night sky.
Although he has not yet created a legend, controlled the elements, and condensed the scepter, the unprecedentedly huge chapter of destiny is still shocking enough.
Countless moonlight thought threads integrated into the celestial body extend from it and connect to the alchemy matrix of Nomadic Mountain. In an instant, they connect hundreds of etheric fluctuations on standby.
resonance!
With Ye Qingxuan's will as the theme, Ladder to Heaven spans seven series, controls countless changes in music theory, and unifies the music that purifies the musicians' hearts into one.
Hundreds of ether fluctuations merged into the pure white moon wheel. Ye Qingxuan did not hesitate to share most of the changes in music theory, asking them to help him maintain such a huge chapter of destiny.
In the end, Jiuxiao Huanpei was officially connected to the core of Nomadic Mountain - the Ether Pool!
The silver pool water soaking the heart suddenly boiled, countless streams of light circulated, and the huge heart began to beat crazily. Like the beating of an iron drum, every beat brings a low reverberation.
The larger the body, the more terrifying the pressure it can withstand.
At this moment, Nomadic Mountain takes the place of Ye Qingxuan and is under tremendous pressure, continuously extracting a massive amount of ether from the etheric world that exceeds the imagination of ordinary musicians.
Power that can be called a torrent and waterfall poured into the pure white moon wheel.
The Chapter of Destiny, the Purifying Musician, and the Nomadic Mountain are now integrated into one under the connection of the music theory of the Ladder of Heaven, and the Nine Heavens ring is ringing, and the dragon's chant is bursting out.
Under the control of the resonance of many purifying musicians, massive ether was extracted from the ether pool of Nomadic Mountain, rushed on the ladder of heaven, and finally poured into the Chapter of Fate. After experiencing the birth, death and transformation of countless music theories, it has become For the miserable white light beyond human control.
The cold moonlight only exists, twisting the rules of matter until its origin - at its root, it is already the "purification" element that condenses the essence of countless movements of the Inquisition.
Compared to its purity, it is even better!
After all, no one except Ye Qingxuan can master the music theory of Silent Moon.
In just an instant, the Chapter of the Bright Moon evolved to its limit.
The moonlight flows on the Jiuxiao ring, and converges with Ye Qingxuan's will, until finally, it turns into an erratic and vague sword blade.
It's like a vague light and shadow, without even substance. But just like that, it already gave off a chill that pierced the bone marrow.
Wherever the sword blade passed, faint cracks appeared in the air.
Because it is pure, it is powerful.
This is the sword of pure purification.
And with Ye Qingxuan's wave, even the crimson dragon power sea tide was torn apart and could not be healed, revealing the figure of the girl inside.
The once pure white dress had long been dyed crimson by blood, but Mary, bathed in blood, revealed a coquettish beauty that was completely different from before.
The animal nature in her blood has dominated her consciousness.
The person controlling the body at this moment is a demon born from dragon blood, an out-and-out monster.
But as she moved forward, a majestic melody suddenly played. A majestic and glorious aura emerged from the red blood, singing the majesty of the emperor and guarding the new king's parade.
The majestic first march!
The God of the Abyss gave the crown to the bloody princess, and she was crowned king!
The divine power from the Abyss Scepter runs in her body, making the dragon's power burn like fire, invading and unstoppable. In the air, the smell of blood became thicker and thicker, and the pungent orangutan sweetness lingered.
But the majestic melody was mixed with ambiguous moans at an inappropriate time, just like the flow of beautiful spring love. The lazy beauty stretched her white shoulders and exhaled a passionate breath from her lips and teeth.
In Mary's eyes, the slender animalistic pupils were filled with blood and appeared more and more agile. When she looked at Ye Qingxuan, they contained greedy lust and undisguised murderous intent.
"Why not be loyal to me, Ye Qingxuan?"
"Mary" brought up a charming smile, and a voice with a hint of hoarseness and lust sounded from her throat, but it was completely different from the past: "Don't you think that I am more suitable to be the emperor than that weak woman with pathological mysophobia? "
Longwei tore the spears and swords of dozens of armored knights. She walked slowly through the sticky blood, her white body looming under the blood-colored tulle dress:
"Do you like that kind of boring woman who doesn't understand taste? She will always act like a saint. She will think about you all day long and drive you crazy, but she will not let you get even a little bit closer..."
What answered her was the fallen sword of moonlight and the indifferent eyes.
"Shut up, bitch."
Ye Qingxuan interrupted her: "Before you speak, you must know what you are!"
The sword of purification tore through Long Wei, scratched her cheek, and almost made a deep crack on her pink and charming face.
Still merciless, without any hesitation or weakness, but what made "Mary" more angry than that sword was Ye Qingxuan's words.
The charming love was replaced by anger, and fury and ferocity emerged in the red animalistic eyes.
Countless dragons chopped down like knives and axes, tearing away the fierce light around Ye Qingxuan. She stared at Ye Qingxuan and roared: "What did you just... call me?"
"Didn't I make it clear just now?"
Ye Qingxuan sneered, slashed the sword of purification in his hand, breaking the violent dragon's power, and pressed down on the face that was as delicate as a work of art:
"—My king is not a bitch who just screams on the throne all day long!"
…
"… oops."
On the deck of Nomadic Mountain, Shi Dong couldn't help but cover his face and couldn't bear to watch anymore.
At this moment, he fully realized how good his family's chief judge was at poking people's sore spots, how mean his mouth was, and how unpleasant his speech was. Even if your opponent is a demon, what you said... is so wicked!
For some reason, Shi Dong suddenly felt in his heart: Maybe he is better at scolding people than his attainments in music theory.
Soon, crazy roars and screams sounded from the Shadow of Avalon.
"Ye Qingxuan!!!"
At this moment, the king had fallen into complete rage under Ye Qingxuan's words, "I will cut you into pieces!!!"
Hematite-like scales emerged from the fair skin, as if a giant dragon was roaring, and the frantic dragon power erupted from the body, soaring into the sky and spreading in all directions.
In just an instant, it tore apart countless buildings, destroyed all debris, and left cracks penetrating through the knights' tower shield walls, leaving them in pieces.
Under the blood-like power of the dragon and the blessing of the majestic march, she has completely ignited the animal nature in the dragon's blood. The phantom of the red dragon emerged from behind the Blood Queen and spat out dragon flames that looked like substance at Ye Qingxuan.