Oops!
At that moment, everyone's expressions changed dramatically. Before Ye Qingxuan could finish his words, he summoned all his strength and ran away quickly without attacking.
But then, in mid-air, they felt something was wrong.
There was no thunderous strike as expected.
Nothing even happened.
They turned around in shock, only to see Schubert glance at Ye Qingxuan, his eyes empty and without any sparkle. Then, he withdrew his gaze again.
Chanting sutras with bowed head.
Confusion, surprise, surprise, anger... and finally, ridicule.
In the sight of everyone, Ye Qingxuan's face turned red, he took back the extremely powerful-looking gesture and coughed twice.
This wave of pretense is fake!
He threw the useless brooch aside and scolded the cult till death in his heart!
Just now he thought he had made a comeback, but in the end he said all the harsh words, but it didn't work at all. The gap between the front and back made him have a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat and unable to spit it out.
What on earth are these bastards from the cult thinking! You have done such a stupid thing as making a person into a scepter container, but you are reluctant to add another control module!
Ye Qingxuan laughed twice and said, "Well, I have something to do at the moment. You can chat slowly while I leave first."
As a result, as soon as he turned around and took a step forward, the ground in front of him was covered with iron edges, and the sharp upper edges were pointed straight at Ye Qingxuan's face.
The murderous intent is bone-piercing.
"Not a bad trick, Your Majesty the Grand Judge." The old man leading the charge said with a gloomy face, "You successfully teased us and gave up your last chance."
Ye Qingxuan sighed, and the stick of fate suddenly fell:
"That means... we have to fight?"
No one responded, and the wild ether fluctuations rose again.
Ye Qingxuan secretly cursed that old immortal Raymond. Even if he dies, he will bring trouble to himself. Who knows what his weakling relies on to command Schubert!
Don't you rely on alchemy equipment and chanting sutras
Wait, chanting
At such a tense moment when the enemy was facing the enemy, Ye Qingxuan was stunned for a moment.
Only now did he realize that the verses the old nun was chanting from just now until now had unknowingly become the same paragraph.
“…fear your gods and your king, and do not associate with the capricious, for their calamity will come suddenly. He who says to the wicked, ‘You are righteous,’ will be cursed by all nations and detested by the nations… "
Over and over again, it's still the same paragraph.
But Proverbs is missing the crucial last sentence.
Subconsciously, Ye Qingxuan whispered softly:
"—Who can know the destruction wrought by the gods?"
At that moment, it was like thunder falling from the sky.
In mid-air, the high-hanging scepter suddenly roared, terrifying thunder brewed from it, lightning burst out, and everyone felt the biting chill bursting from the old nun's body.
In a trance, as if obeying the instructions of the gods, she raised her head, her empty eyes filled with the god's terrifying light.
The next moment, terrifying thunder burst out from the scepter element in mid-air, as if a blazing sun slowly rose between heaven and earth.
The fierce light so close at hand is enough to burn out your eyes just by staring at it.
In an instant, Ye Qingxuan felt the terrifying high temperature falling from the sky, and the thunder turned into an ocean, swallowing everything.
When he opened his eyes again, there was only burnt blackness in front of him.
The lightning dissipated.
Everything seemed like nothing happened.
The six masters who were originally standing in front of Ye Qingxuan had already disappeared without a trace.
At that moment, they didn't even have time to escape. Under the thunderous wrath of the saints, they were all reduced to ashes. The lightning is like divine punishment, destroying everything in its path.
The music theory collapsed, the body was destroyed, and even the ashes had evaporated. Even the earth was melted, turning into gray-black and burning red colors, exuding the smell of sulfur as if from hell.
Under the stunned and shocked gazes of all the onlookers, Ye Qingxuan was silent for a long time and couldn't help but laugh.
laughing out loud.
He finally understood how the Holy City directed Schubert.
Don't multiply entities more than necessary - the same goes for alchemy.
There's no need to add crappy control loops when there's a better way.
I'm afraid this was planned from the beginning, right
Use devout believers as containers to hold the elements and scepters born from the holy scriptures, and then use the mottos of the holy scriptures as the medium to communicate.
After the original personality is erased by music theory, the remaining piety will become the best way to control. As long as you master the contents of the holy book skillfully, you can control it.
In short, as long as you can memorize the entire holy book, you will naturally understand how to communicate with Schubert.
Ye Qingxuan's title of bishop in the religious order brought him the minimum command authority.
Although there must be some more secret control circuits hidden, if you just want to borrow Schubert's staff as a deterrent, this level is enough.
Seeing Ye Qingxuan commanding Schubert, for a moment, the surroundings were completely empty. All the musicians ran away.
In the silence, Ye Qingxuan looked at the old nun in front of him, with a smile on his lips.
Guixu is such a great place...
He came up with a good plan.
…
…
Late at night, fires rise from time to time in the silent city.
Under the calm and stagnant situation, there are turbulent undercurrents. There are countless musicians hiding in the dark, fighting each other crazily to gain strength.
There are also musicians who are not interested in this kind of power that comes out of thin air.
Some people look down upon them, while others don't want to cause trouble for themselves - there are no gifts that come out of thin air in the world, and every pie that falls from the sky has its own price.
Not to mention the risks of fighting, even if you want to control the illusory power gained, it will take a lot of effort.
If that's all, then it's not bad. The slightly older schools of thought also have methods designed to deal with this kind of external force, so that the external force can be completely controlled by oneself.
But if you accept Gui Xu’s music theory, your own music theory will also be changed by Gui Xu.
Dyeing and transformation are relative. Human beings are changing Guixu, and Guixu is also changing human beings.
When Guixu is officially brewing and the natural disaster is born, then it is logical that the Guixu school that utilizes its music theory will take shape.
In fact, most human schools come from this way, by imitating natural disasters, studying natural disasters, exploring natural disasters, and gaining strength from natural disasters.
But the situation we are facing now is different. The music theory directly passed down to Guixu will inevitably be affected by Guixu. After Danggui Xu was controlled by the cult, he would definitely become the cult's lackey.
Like a black musician.
Why do all talented musicians look down on black musicians? Isn't it because those guys were suppressed by natural disasters and demons, and they didn't even have freedom
Of course, there are also lunatics who are so greedy for power that they even dare to think about natural disasters.
Therefore, in addition to a large number of people who are overjoyed, there is also a small group of musicians who have strong foundations and promising prospects and are unwilling to get involved in this kind of trouble.
Especially between musicians, it is never easy to make enemies. Once they become enemies, the consequences will be endless.
Killing other musicians for strength, aside from whether it is a fair fight, does it mean that the schools behind those musicians are all dead
Musicians who can reach the realm of masters are the mainstays of their own schools, and even the leaders of their own schools.
If you offend a large number of people for a valuable piece of power, then I am afraid that the school you belong to will not be able to protect you, and you will have no choice but to seek refuge in the Holy City.
I'm afraid the religious group had this idea too, right
In a casino, the most profitable thing is never the skilled gambler or the gambler who is good at gambling, but the casino that is the banker.
Both sides take it all, no matter which side wins, you will definitely make a profit without losing anything.
It’s not that there are smart people who have figured this out, but people are often unable to change the environment. Instead, they will be affected and changed by the environment.
When the entire Gui Xu turned into a fighting arena, few people could survive alone.
Just like Oden from the Wan Lei School.
Sometimes if you don't kill others, others will come to kill you...
"Orlando, I have never offended you!"
After being cornered, Master Oden's expression twisted: "If you kill me, aren't you afraid of the Wan Lei School's revenge?"
After layers of stone-like fluorescence, Oden looked in a miserable state. Most of his beard had fallen off and his robes were torn. If it weren't for these alchemical equipment, he might have died in the first round of sneak attacks.
The Wan Lei School comes from the Transformation Faction and is famous for its manipulation of stone and iron. It is best at defense. Once the core music theory is unfolded, it is like carrying a fortress with you, which ordinary musicians cannot attack at all.
But this is also relative, especially after the opponent has been promoted to the scepter, the fortress becomes a coffin, and you cannot escape.
Orlando's figure seemed to be condensed as a ghost, drifting suddenly and emitting a sharp and strange laugh.
After the illusion school reached the scepter realm, it controlled reality and reality, and even its own existence became so erratic that it was difficult to detect.
In particular, Orlando is best at illusion erosion. Under the distortion of music theory, the illusion of nothingness constantly erodes Oden's defense and disintegrates it inch by inch.
He was determined to kill Oden, and he did so decisively, not giving Oden any chance to breathe. His own existence was transformed in the sharp melody, and a dreamlike stream of light blew out of the flute, making Oden's face pale.
"If I die, don't even think about it."
Oden gritted his teeth and made up his mind, his blood seemed to be ignited and his face turned red. The turbulent music theory seeped out of the defense, turning all illusions into dust.
assimilation.
There are different types of Chapters of Fate, and once they self-destruct, the effects will be completely different. Most of the change factions are good at destruction, but masters like Oden who are good at alchemy are better at changing the properties of matter.
Once the Chapter of Fate breaks out, even if Guixu suppresses it, everything within a few hundred meters will be turned into dust.
Orlando will never get any favors by then, and he won't even get the Chapter of Destiny, so he will have to leave empty-handed.
"Will I give you a chance?"
Orlando sneered, and the flute played a sharp melody. As he screamed, Oden's eyes blurred, and he actually lost his sense of the Chapter of Fate. After such a long confrontation, illusion has quietly penetrated into Oden's consciousness.
Even he himself has become a fulcrum.
As long as you look directly at him, you will be infected by his own illusion, and you will be deeply involved in it without realizing it.
Seeing the blurry figure transformed by Orlando walking towards him, Oden felt despair in his heart. Only now did he realize that the other party's delay with him for so long was just to get himself stuck in the mud and unable to extricate himself.
But at that moment, a hoarse sigh sounded.
“So God created the air and divided the water below the air from the water above the air.”
The young man walking out of the shadows recited the holy scriptures, clapped his hands lightly, and declared:
"-that's how it's done."
Snapped!