At that moment, the clay tablet in Ye Qingxuan's hand quietly broke.
The elements sleeping in it were awakened, rising from the ashes, like stars announcing destiny shining in the long night, quietly embedded in Ye Qingxuan's destiny chapter.
Immediately afterwards, blazing light spurted out from the void Chapter of Fate.
In the movement, each chapter is running crazily, colliding with each other, and the music theory is entangled and exciting, and then violent electric light appears. The lightning was like countless branches, extending in all directions.
In an instant, the core of the Chapter of Fate quietly shifted.
The elements of operation penetrate deeply between the Philosopher's Stone, the Moonlight Chapter and the Natural Disaster Resonance. Countless purifying music theories are connected to them without any obstacles or conflicts. It is as if they are born one with each other. With this as the core, The decomposed chapters of destiny are once again unified and completed.
The next moment, the crown of light above Ye Qingxuan's head erupted with thunder.
It was the endless electric light that was frantically whipping the foundation of the material world, tearing apart the nine-layer ether sea. Under the pull of the elements, purification music theory is transforming crazily.
After tens of millions of destructions and rebirths in an instant, what emerged from it was a huge will that was so majestic that it was impossible to look directly at it. The aura is as cruel as iron, as majestic as the sun, as vast as the world turning, and as powerful as the broken stars.
A power called the wrath of the gods awakens here.
Just its existence makes everything tremble.
Just looking at it from a bird's eye view makes all evil spirits tremble.
Just by operating, it is necessary to cleanse the entire world, redefine everything, and guide everything on the right track.
At that moment, facing the arrow of nothingness, Ye Qingxuan raised his palm.
The majestic power circulates, but what bursts out is not the majestic melody that everyone imagined, but the harsh sound of endless electric current breaking through the air. The one after another electric light whipped in the void, and the sharp sounds gathered in one place, but formed a symphony like the sky was shattering and the earth was shattering.
This is a qualitative change in ether that belongs exclusively to Ye Qingxuan.
And driven by the qualitative change of ether, a movement called "The Day of God's Wrath" played loudly.
"The day of wrath, the hour of end. Everything in heaven and earth will turn into ashes!"
The roaring sound of the crowd rang out from the strange melody, gathered in Ye Qingxuan's hand, and crashed down.
collapse!
The sound of steel rubbing against steel erupted instantly.
At the moment of collision, everything seemed to be gone. But everyone clearly felt that there was an invisible impact spreading from here, like needle pricks, like burning wind, causing dust to dance, water vapor to evaporate, making the mind tremble, making it difficult to maintain.
After the aftermath, the golden sun in the sky still shines brightly.
The music of heaven on earth turned into a huge halo of light, suspended behind Ye Qingxuan, continuously extracting the power of the dragon that broke through the sky from Angelo, and poured it into the elements of the Sun of God's Wrath.
The white knight's elemental arrows had completely disintegrated and disappeared without a trace under the lash of the electric light.
In Ye Qingxuan's hand, the original plain and dark cane had quietly increased in value amidst the sound of the growing iron crystals, turning into an exaggerated long staff of more than three meters.
Complex music theory lingers on it, guiding elements to be embedded on it. The two merge into one, inseparable, as if they were born as one. The purified music theory after transformation rises like flames, forming an illusory edge.
It was a scythe.
It seems to be harvesting all living things like straw and guiding all souls to return to eternal nothingness and sleep.
Holding the brand new Staff of Destiny, no, the Sickle of Destiny, even Ye Qingxuan was frightened by the terrifying fit between the Staff of Destiny and the Day of Wrath.
"How do you use this thing?"
He moved his eyes away from the scythe and looked at the white knight below, and couldn't help but whistle. The scythe was slowly raised, and the elemental blade was aimed at the big head.
"Anyway, let's give it a try first!"
The next moment, lightning flashed, and the Scythe of God's Wrath and Ye Qingxuan came roaring!
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"The Sun of God's Wrath!!!"
The moment the stone slab appeared in Ye Qingxuan's hand, the head on the copper plate opened its eyes wide and roared furiously: "It's here!!!"
Crazy fluctuations rose from the mutilated head, and you could faintly see that in the cracks between the cheekbones and skull, there were ethereal tentacles stroking angrily, but also like trembling with fear.
It's like having a scavenging octopus inside your skull.
"kill him!"
The withered head screamed and issued an order to the Abyss Sages, "Kill him at all costs! Kill him!!!"
Not only the Sage of the Abyss, but also a group of black musicians took action under the orders of the mutilated head. There was a rush, but Naberis, who was hiding in the shadow of the corner, did not move. Instead, he couldn't help but shook his head in gloating:
"I have suggested this a long time ago..."
Obviously very dissatisfied with Naberis' sarcastic remarks, the skeleton gave him a cold look, with a cold light in his eyes.
"It's "The Day of Wrath of God"... The Inquisition... We... How could it... It's "The Day of Wrath of God"!... "The Day of Wrath of God"... "
The day of God’s wrath The day of God’s wrath The day of God’s wrath…
This word seems to have some magical power.
The magic that represents fear, the magic that represents suffering, the magic that represents destruction, and the magic that represents endings...
A group of abyssal sages were completely confused in front of this word, and their big heads filled with abyssal wisdom were filled with anger, panic, hesitation, and... fear!
"Shut up, everyone!"
The mutilated head roared angrily: "What's the situation over there now? Didn't you set up a surveillance matrix? The White Knight is close to success! How can the eternal ruler left behind by our lord be afraid of killing a hybrid bastard!"
Immediately, a panicked big head activated the Eye of the Abyss hidden in the battlefield. Soon, under the power of the apocalyptic movement, the scene that happened in the center of the battlefield was quickly projected over.
But before the projected scene unfolded, under the influence of music theory, a weak electric light flew out of the illusory projection and fell on the big head in charge of the matrix.
The next moment, that flash of lightning was like fire entering firewood, swelling wildly, and the music theory that absorbed the abyss began to proliferate crazily. The big head screamed, and in an instant, terrifying flames burst out from the facial features, and terrifying electric light drilled out of every pore, piercing the people around it like living creatures.
Inadvertently, two Abyss Sages were also swallowed up by the lightning on the spot, and soon they became the next "source of infection". The short buffer gave the Abyss Sages time to save themselves.
The light went out soon after.
Everyone's expressions were distorted.
The few Abyss Sages who were originally engulfed by the lightning have disappeared without a trace, leaving only a few strange gray-white statues in place, which vividly restored their fearful and twitching faces before death.
A gust of wind blew, raindrops fell, and the statue quickly collapsed and melted...
Gray debris floated to the feet of the sages.
Someone mustered up the courage, stretched out his hand, touched it, and raised his head with a pale face: "It's salt... They were all turned into salt... It's really a punishment from God!"
Just like the city in the Holy Scriptures that was reduced to ruins under the wrath of God, all the fallen who rebelled against justice were turned into pillars of salt.
Now, the same fate awaits them.