Amidst the roar.
The stick of destiny collides with the sword in the stone.
The battle has begun, but it has moved away from a contest of strength and entered into a deeper battle. This is essentially a fight, and even an attack in nature.
After gathering the entire matrix of the road to God, the Sword in the Stone has changed from the original key to the road to God itself. It is precisely because of this that when Maxwell betrayed Arthur, Arthur was severely injured and sealed for hundreds of years.
This time, Arthur did not make the same mistake as before. All music theory has escaped Maxwell's control and can be completed in his hands.
In terms of pure nature, it has transcended the past categories. It not only represents Arthur's golden chapter of victory, but also can directly mobilize the power of Leviathan. The carrier of Vitan is no exaggeration either.
A sad and hoarse voice sung a cappella from it.
The dead Leviathan seemed to have returned as a soul, lingering in the sky, continuously pouring power into it, making Arthur more powerful, more violent, and more... inhuman.
In comparison, the stick of destiny is as stubborn as iron.
Too...simple.
It did not bring any other abilities or power to Ye Qingxuan, and it did not even have the huge lethality of the dragon-slaying spear.
After re-condensing the fragments of destiny and swallowing up the music theory passed down by the entire Inquisition for hundreds of years, this black iron staff has almost become the incarnation of the miracle in the temple.
The holy emblem pattern intertwined with countless music theories is proof of this.
From the moment of its birth, it has been included in the huge music theory system carried by the Sacred Cauldron. It has been recognized by it and has become a "symbolic object" like the gate of heaven.
Since the Sacred Cauldron opened up a brand new system in the Great Source, for hundreds of years, humans have continued to add bricks and tiles to this system in order to strengthen themselves. The existence of the Three Kings and Saints is the defender of this system, and at the same time, the "Sacred Scripture" mastered by the Order is also an indispensable part of it.
In addition to shepherding and guarding the souls of all living beings, the legends created by the "Holy Scripture" are also constantly sublimated in this process. With this as the theme, countless "elements" are born, which can be said to benefit almost all musicians. .
Except for the black musicians, after becoming masters, all musicians will choose the chapters and elements that suit them best, with the intention of integrating them into the chapter of destiny and sublimating them into a scepter.
Once successful, you will directly become a part of this system, through which you can go deep into the etheric realm, and even directly call upon the power from the Great Source.
In addition, there are also artifacts forged directly for the purpose of carrying elements.
For example, the Gate of Heaven, the Holy Horn, and the "Stick of Destiny" which was recast based on the Fragments of Destiny and absorbed the core music theory of the Inquisition and was directly recognized by the Holy Cauldron!
Because of this, Stone was dancing with such joy at the moment of its birth.
From then on, the Inquisition was no longer a subordinate institution appointed by the religious order and could be abolished and reorganized at will.
As long as the stick of destiny is in Ye Qingxuan's hands, the Inquisition will have its own legitimacy and rationality, and its sacred status will be unshakable!
As for Ye Qingxuan's title of "Hand of God", no one can criticize him at will.
The blessing given to the "Staff of Destiny" by the Holy Cauldron is directly quoted from the passage in the Holy Scriptures - obey the will of the gods and crush all disobedience like an iron rod crushing clay vessels, just like the words from the gods. It’s like receiving authority in your hands!
What the Stick of Destiny reveals at this time is the unique and terrifying "stability".
Even if it is just born, even if it has not undergone any maintenance or preparation, it collides with the Sword in the Stone that represents the road to becoming a god, and its own music theory is still as stable as a rock, without any damage or even the slightest wavering. .
Almost indestructible!
It seems that even if everything is destroyed, this thing can survive alone forever.
For Ye Qingxuan, who is good at using situations and guiding forces, there is nothing more suitable for him.
From then on, he could call upon a power hundreds of times greater than his own without any hesitation, putting pressure on it without the risk of damage or breakage.
What a great leverage!
Even now that he has poured the power of the entire Homeland Defense Front into it, there is no sign that the Stick of Destiny can't bear it.
Simple enough means powerful enough.
With a guy like Ye Qingxuan who is good at empty-handed white wolves and borrowing chickens to lay eggs, it no longer needs other abilities. The role it needs to play is a "lever", with Ye Qingxuan as the base point, to completely lever up the entire Angel and Leviathan!
boom!
In the sky, the sound of the dark sun cracking became more and more shrill.
Arthur's face became more and more ferocious, and under his skin, the violent and angry dragon blood multiplied by itself, revealing all kinds of inhuman traces. Ye Qingxuan looked at him indifferently, and his smile couldn't help but become more mocking.
The power of the natural disaster burst out from the sword in the stone. Arthur pressed forward and looked down at him, his dark eyes filled with bloodshot eyes: "What are you looking at?"
Ye Qingxuan refused to take a step back and said tit for tat: "I'm watching, who are you?"
"I am Arthur, the King of Kings! The eternal God-Emperor of the future world!"
Arthur roared, the path to becoming a god frantically drawing out Leviathan's endless power, making him more powerful and terrifying, forcing Ye Qingxuan to retreat step by step.
"Tsk..."
Ye Qingxuan sneered and shook his head, his mockery evident in his words: "I guess you are... very angry now, right?"
As the road to ascending to the gods was in full swing, Arthur was no longer the same as before. The wildly proliferating dragon blood transformed this originally weak body. Countless scales grew out from under the skin, and sharp bones It stabbed out from the back, opened up, and turned into huge dark wings.
"Is this the eternal divine emperor on earth?"
Ye Qingxuan sneered: "Why don't you look in the mirror before you speak? Your love for the fairy in the lake comes from greed. Leviathan's love for you may not be pure, right? The dragon's blood brings you strength and makes you become It looks like this now, right?”
Looking at that ugly face, Ye Qingxuan sighed: "I'm afraid you won't find out until later that it just turned you into a monster like it, not the emperor you wanted! That's why you are so angry. ! So crazy... "
"Shut up!"
Arthur roared, and the dragon was furious.
But amidst the loud roar, there was a hoarse chuckle, mocking and helpless.
"Give up, Your Majesty. Don't you understand yet?"
On the spine of the Sword in the Stone, in the abyss of darkness, Maxwell's blurry face appeared with a complicated expression: "From the beginning to the end, this world has never belonged to you."
"You bastard..." Arthur's expression twisted: "I created you! And who gave you the courage to offend me!"
The angry dragon swept across and tore Maxwell into pieces, but his figure condensed again and became clearer. Even if the violent music theory tears the body apart, the face is covered with cracks and is about to fall apart.
"I can confirm that this courage comes from myself."
Maxwell said softly: "Your Majesty's grace has enabled me, a stubborn person, to have a human heart. I am so lucky. Although I am not qualified as a weapon, I am proud of this free will. I can use my human face and Will, it is wonderful to exist in this world, Your Majesty.”
"presumptuous!"
The sword in the stone whined, the blade cracked, and Maxwell's phantom trembled and fell apart, but his eyes became more determined.
Arthur gritted his teeth, softened his attitude, and squeezed out a voice from between his teeth: "If you like it so much, after this matter is over, I promise you to let you live in the world forever as a human being. Maxwell, I will never die. The authority is convenient for you to share!”
But Maxwell's expression remained unchanged, he just stretched out his hand, and countless music theories extended from the sword in the stone, piercing Arthur's body, and completely integrated with him.
"Forget it, Your Majesty. I'm tired of living on my last breath for so many years."
Maxwell embraced his creator and whispered softly: "The new era should be handed over to the hands of young people. Please exit this stage with me."
collapse!
On the sword in the stone, a tragic gap suddenly appeared, the road to the gods wailed, countless cracks appeared on the main body, the four-layer interface lost balance, and was about to completely fall apart.
Arthur shivered in pain, screamed, and roared.
"Maxwell!" Ye Qingxuan opened his eyes wide: "What do you want to do?"
"Doing the things I've never done."
Maxwell raised his head and looked around this turbulent world, his eyes becoming longing and nostalgic: "I should have done this back then, but unfortunately, I didn't dare. This world is so beautiful, Ye Qingxuan, how could I be willing to leave? But? It has suffered so much because of my cowardice."
"Then stop! Maxwell."
Ye Qingxuan roared angrily, pressing the staff of destiny forward crazily, trying to interrupt Maxwell, but could not touch his figure.
"Don't you want to retire? I still have a house in Asgard for you. Don't you want to go there and see? It's beautiful there, Maxwell, it's really beautiful."
He looked at the broken old man and prayed with his eyes: "I beg you, if you don't take a look, you will definitely regret it."
"If the nursery is still empty, plant rose flowers there for me."
Maxwell smiled and said goodbye softly: "I have always wanted to accompany Elizabeth to see flowers, but unfortunately, I have no chance again. If I die, I can leave a place for flowers to bloom in this world, that would not be a pity."
roar.
Maxwell's body fell apart.
The last incomplete face disappeared in the stream of light, leaving only a farewell smile.
Ye Qingxuan froze on the spot.
Arthur screamed miserably, his path to becoming a god was in turmoil, and he completely fell apart. The black sun above the sky trembled, fell, and hit the world.
"Don't think about it! Maxwell, you bitch... don't think about it!"
He roared, ignoring his collapsed body, opening his mouth and swallowing the Sword in the Stone, swallowing the broken blade into his belly inch by inch. The broken path to becoming a god was forcibly absorbed, and endless power filled that deformed body.
He is not dead.
He is still alive!
But before he could smile, he heard a hoarse roar.
"Arthur, you bastard..."
Ye Qingxuan's face was ashen and furious, and he walked forward despite the pressure of the wind. He held the staff of destiny high in his hand, forming a pure white moon that rose into the sky.
Philosopher's Stone, Chapter of Music, Resonance of the Scourge.
Trinity.
The Nine Heavens Ring Pendant draws out the power of the Homeland Defense Front, pours the fiery dragon veins into the Staff of Destiny, and smashes it down!
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
With all the power of Angel, the stick of destiny hit Arthur's face, smashing the deformed face into pieces. He didn't even have time to resist. The second stick hit Arthur, smashing his raised right hand. Bones turn to mud.
Ignoring the might of the attacking dragons, he stepped on Arthur's body and smashed down the stick of destiny crazily, one stick after another, and the dark blood spilled and fell on his face, outlining the outline of rage.
"How dare you! How dare you!"
Ye Qingxuan stepped on Arthur's rapidly healing face, held the stick of destiny, and smashed it hard, as violent as a demon: "Why don't you die obediently! Why! Why do you, a troublesome guy like you, have to live in this world! How can you You deserve to let Maxwell lose even one hair! Why don't you die soon! Why don't things like you find a dark corner to rot quietly! You bastard! Shit! Trash! Trash! Sinner ! Parasite!”
Arthur screamed, whined, his bones cracked, and wanted to speak, but he couldn't move in the violent storm, and was trampled under his feet like garbage.
Now, the young man who had maintained the arrogance and determination in his bones from the beginning to the end went crazy. He was more ferocious than the evil ghost. He angrily tore off his hypocritical face, spit out the poison mercilessly, and trampled on Arthur. Dignity without mercy.
"Go die! Why don't you die?!"
Ye Qingxuan roared angrily and stepped on his face, kicking him one after another: "Why? Why? Why? Why!!!"
Arthur screamed, wailing under the crushing force of the Staff of Destiny.
With a forcible burst of strength, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the iron rod that was smashed down, even if his fingers fell apart. The twisted and mutilated face is full of madness.
"You will pay the price, Ye Qingxuan!"
He raised his head with difficulty and said through his teeth: "Definitely!"
At that moment, wild fluctuations burst out from his rotten flesh body, even pushing Ye Qingxuan completely away, and his whole body was ignited with green flames.
In the flames, he roared ferociously, disintegrated inch by inch, turned into blazing light, flew into the sky, and poured into the dark sun.
Above the big sun, cracks suddenly spread, and countless signs of cracks appeared.
Among them, there was a shuddering fetal movement.
He reluctantly gave up the power that he had not yet absorbed. He no longer waited for the transformation to become a god. He wanted to give up this fragile body and descend on this world with the face of a natural disaster.
Let down the roar of destruction!
boom!
In just an instant, the scorching sun hit the earth. In the etheric realm, a violent scorching sun slowly rose, announcing the birth of a new natural disaster.
The road to ascending to God is completed here!
And in the disintegrating scorching sun, in the unquenched flames, the dark, deformed dragon slowly raised its head and let out its first roar towards the world.
Nanami trembled.
The next moment, he spread his wings and shrouded the entire Avalon in his shadow. The terrifying dragon power that had completed its transformation swept across, and in just an instant, half of the buildings in the upper city were bulldozed.
Even though it is a premature baby that has never been conceived, it still has power that surpasses all humans!
"Hahaha, Maxwell, did you see it? Did you see it?"
Arthur was ecstatic and cheered: "You bitch, you can't stop me, no one can stop me! I am the true King of Kings!"
"Is it?"
He heard a cold voice.
The stick of destiny suddenly fell to the ground, and a deep sound burst out. Ye Qingxuan looked at him coldly, "That's it? Is this what you want? To be honest, you are not even qualified to be a joke."
The dark dragon power swept across, and the power from the natural disaster exploded and crushed, making the staff of destiny clang. Ye Qingxuan's palm was broken again, and cracks appeared on the bones.
After completely transforming into a natural disaster, Arthur's power has been qualitatively sublimated. With just one blow, Ye Qingxuan's lever was unbalanced, and the stick of destiny as the base point moved and almost collapsed.
Arthur looked down at him, with a cold smile on the dragon's head:
"Now, who's the joke?"
Terrifying pressure comparable to the deepest depths of the ocean was exerted on Ye Qingxuan, making his bones wail and he could hardly lift his head. Long Wei's cruel squeeze was going to completely crush him into pieces.
"I said, I will make you pay the price, Ye Qingxuan, I said it!"
Arthur declared coldly: "I will imprison you in the fragments of the Sword in the Stone, and spend the rest of your life repenting for having offended the God-Emperor in the world!"
The pressure skyrocketed.
Ye Qingxuan's body trembled, and blood oozed from the corners of his mouth. Holding on to the stick of destiny, he forcibly withstood the pressure of Long Wei, raised his head, and sneered: "No, Arthur, just the opposite."
He said, "I will beat you, I will save this country, I will make this world a better place!"
"—You don't deserve this world!"
At that moment, Arthur understood the fateful chapter that he had abandoned - the golden chapter of victory that sounded loudly from the heaven on earth.
As the road to becoming a god collapses, the heaven on earth will forcefully gather all the remaining power and swallow it up.
The music theory of "Genesis" radiates in all directions and is integrated into every corner of heaven on earth, bringing about earth-shaking transformation.
If this city in the past was just a phantom in the mirror, at this moment, it has been lifted up by the power of Leviathan, rising into the etheric realm, and turned into a brilliant star hanging high in the sky.
From then on, it became true.
On the throne, Mary had closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
In her arms, countless music theories were intertwined, and the golden scabbard extracted the power of the Homeland Defense Front.
The phantom of the golden hound emerged from it, absorbing the frantic power, and transformed into a majestic and huge dragon with plump scales and claws and cold eyes.
In the end, the giant dragon turned into a vague figure, wearing a three-layer golden crown, raising his golden eyes and looking at Arthur.
The heaven on earth bursts into light.
The world seemed to stand still.
The curtain opens on the stage, and everything is waiting for it.
A figure as majestic as an emperor walked out of the heaven on earth, and the city gates opened one after another. Countless cheers emerged from them, and trumpets sounded.
He walked towards the sky step by step.
The heavy armor emerged from the body, and then, the luxurious long sword emerged from the empty scabbard at the waist. Finally, the handsome red dragon and horse walked out of the void.
One person, one sword, riding a war horse, but like an army following him, the heaven and earth shook.
With his arrival, the entire Angelo resonated, blessing it with layers of power, shining brightly. The phantom of the golden dragon emerged, spreading endless dragon power and turning into an ocean.
Until finally, he stopped next to Ye Qingxuan.
On top of the war horse, he cast a familiar look.
Arrogant and helpless.
Like an emperor.
Ye Qingxuan held the stick of destiny, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked up at him, and couldn't help but sigh.
"Honestly, who is Arthur anyway?"
"I have no idea."
The emperor shook his head with a complicated expression: "Maybe it's me, maybe it used to be me."
"Let me guess, because of Ye Lanzhou?"
"… right."
"Okay, let's talk about this later." Ye Qingxuan stretched out his hand and pointed at the dark dragon opposite, "It's such a big mess, do you regret it?"
"Kind of."
The emperor wiped his nose awkwardly and said, "Sorry to trouble you."
"You have taken care of me for so many years, so you should." Ye Qingxuan shook his head indifferently: "Next time you find a girlfriend, just find someone more reliable. It doesn't matter if you are ugly."
The emperor was silent, looking elsewhere, not knowing what to say.
Soon, he heard Ye Qingxuan's voice.
"Old Fei."
"Um?"
He turned around and saw the young man's eyes, solemn and serious.
"Thank you for all these years."
The emperor smiled, reached out and patted his shoulder, as he always did.
"Me too."
…
The sound of war horses neighing sounded.
The emperor drew out the empty long sword from its scabbard.
It was an outline buried in memory, reappearing with the dragon's power. Just like in previous years, it was decorated with seven virtues. It had experienced years of majesty.
"I don't have much time..."
The emperor looked at the natural disaster ahead and stared at the dark dragon, his expression arrogant and contemptuous, as always. Reflecting the blade in his hand, his eyes became as cold as iron.
"let's go."
"Um."
Ye Qingxuan nodded.
The next moment, he seemed to wake up from the hallucination and opened his eyes.
It was as if nothing had happened.
Time flows again, the killing intent of the natural disaster dragon comes, and destruction is close at hand.
Under the shadow of the wings of the natural disaster, the dark dragon power was like a torrent, engulfing Ye Qingxuan, but the next moment, a seemingly eternal golden glow lit up in front of him.
Amidst the clang of the Staff of Destiny, a sword blade condensed from the golden glow and slashed forward. The essence that was almost the same as a natural disaster collided in one place, but the result was a one-sided destruction.
The torrent of destruction was opened from the center.
In the glow, the war horses neighed, and the majestic march played, as if the heaven-ordained king stepped out of it, raised the "Sword in the Stone" in his hand towards Arthur.
Endless radiance burst out from the blade, like the rising sun, illuminating the dark world and spreading an endless sea of radiance.
The red dragon flag was raised high again.
The war horses neigh and the emperor holds his sword.
"The King of Angels is here!"
Between the sky and the sea, there is a low voice announcing, echoing over the seven seas, reaching every inch of land and wherever the tide is. That voice comes from the past, reawakening the silent dead and causing the souls of the past to return again to find their lost glory.
"My lords, follow my banner!"
As a result, countless streams of light flew from all directions and threw themselves at the red dragon flag. The soul rubbed against the scorching sun, and a decisive thunder burst out.
The sea of ether is boiling, and countless ether fluctuations rise and fall, but they surrender to the same melody and the same theme, playing a golden chapter of victory.
Countless figures emerge from it, stepping out of the glow of the past, manifesting themselves in dragon power, and descending on this world thousands of years later.
Then, the heaven and the earth roared.
"Wan Sheng! Wan Sheng! Wan Sheng!"
The huge legion transformed by the dragon's power followed the banner, rushed forward, and shouted fanatically:
"—I would like to dedicate myself to the great and supreme emperor. May God bless the kingdom and my emperor bless me!"