With the blessing of the ascension, the four heavenly beings seemed to become one body, and just breathing caused a majestic wind and thunder.
The four are like four pillars, supporting the four poles of the heavenly city.
Until now, the pressure on the head of the Yuan family has finally been reduced a lot, and he is no longer as hard as he was just alone.
"Too slow! Too slow!"
The old swordsman finally breathed a sigh of relief and snorted coldly, "Are you a turtle or what? Why don't you come a little later and visit my grave."
"Do you think everyone is like you, an old monkey?" The man with a high crown shook his head and sighed: "If Ye's Ladder to Heaven is still there, why does the projection of the Sky City have to be so hard?"
"The Ye family is indeed still here." The head of the Yuan family smiled strangely: "But do you have the nerve to ask others if they want to help you?"
"You can't say that. The decision to be exiled was made by everyone together..."
"Two old guys, go and settle old scores elsewhere. Stop talking." The old lady, who was condensed from the animal nature of the dead soul, raised her face and urged in a cold voice: "Do something first!"
Several musicians who were at the top of the entire East glanced at each other. The illusory projection dimmed for a while, and the humanoid body covering it fell apart, revealing the true appearance of the ether incarnation.
It was a scepter that had left the etheric realm and had almost condensed into an entity in the material realm—an artifact that had been perfected through endless meticulous music theory and passed down by blood from generation to generation.
The Huqin "Moon in the Well" has mastered the ways of prohibition and change. The white jade pipa "Flying Yaksha" soars into the sky from the ruins and falls into the arms of the old woman.
The man with the high crown raised his hand, and a giant drum "bronze peacock" decorated with various exotic beasts and hideous patterns flew out of his sleeve.
At the end, amidst the loud laughter of the Yuan family leader, a stream of light finally came from the east, setting off white air waves and thunder sounds, and fell into his hands.
The flowing light took it and turned it into an ancient sword, with seven holes on it like the seven orifices of a human being. When he raised his hand to flick the sword, there was a sonorous low sound, and a shrill white rainbow appeared across the sky.
"Pure Jun"!
The four Heavenly Blood family heads looked at each other, and based on the projection of the city in the sky, they merged into one another. The four artifacts transformed into divine light, separated by four, making the fairy city in the clouds glow with majesty. melody.
— "Cloud Gate Scroll"!
In an instant, the nine gates of the Celestial City opened here, and the projection turned from virtual to real, as if it had become the land of Cathay.
Peering in through the nine gates, you can vaguely see all the phenomena in the world and the bustle of living beings.
For a time, the city in the sky seemed to rival the power of the three kings, and its intention to seize the Wheel of Balance was no longer concealed.
The Red King lowered his head indifferently, and his eyes fell on the sea a hundred miles away, looking at the huge warship. On the deck of the warship, the white-haired man raised his head, and when he noticed his sight, he showed pleasure. smile.
"Why?"
The Red King asked coldly.
"Actually, there are many reasons."
The man named Bai Heng scratched his head in embarrassment. After thinking for a long time, he answered seriously: "If you want to ask why, it's probably for the country, right?"
For the country
The whole world knew that a man who was a traitor and a traitor said these four words, which I found extremely funny.
"The chain is almost broken, Your Majesty."
Bai Heng admonished seriously, but without any respect: "For so many years, everyone has been used to the hard life in the cage. Now that we can finally breathe a little free air, why bother to tie everyone back to the chain? This It's the general trend, isn't it? Even Asgard, which has always been the most supportive of the Holy City, has its own plans. What's more, the Wheel of Balance is too destructive to the Great Wall... I can only ask you to forgive me for being offended."
The Red King remained indifferent, turned back and looked at the shadow beside Paganini:
"What about you, Gaius, have you also chosen this path of starting a war?"
"Isn't that what I've always done, Your Majesty?"
Gaius naturally asked: "Pride is the original sin. The world is not a toy that the cult can control. Why do you still regard all this as a scabies disease? However, now that you have formally asked me a question Well, then, let me answer you."
He paused, his smile torn by the iron light and determination in his eyes, and raised his palms towards the noble king in front of him: "Yes, I chose war! - Issued the order for massacre, and let the dogs of war come out in all directions** !”
As soon as he finished speaking, a terrifying collision broke out from the sky. The roars one after another resounded throughout the world, and the terrifying etheric aftermath swept across. Even under the suppression of the wheel of balance, the nine-layer etheric sea boiled in an instant.
The movements of "War Symphony" and "Cloud Gate Scroll" collided together, resulting in consequences that no one expected. However, the ensuing aftermath almost completely boiled the sea area within a radius of dozens of miles.
This world seemed to be thrown into the oven of creation in an instant and was tortured.
In the etheric realm, the phantoms of the Holy City and the Great Wall collided together, forming a storm that swept through the entire high-level dimension. All the musicians in the world were inexplicably palpitating at this moment, and the music theory in their bodies was out of control, and they tried their best to suppress their consciousness. , hovering on the edge of derailment.
This terrifying battle cannot even be observed. Only by being in it can you realize the power of pure destruction.
Countless elements rise like stars, and move like stars. When they collide with each other, they burst out with blazing flashes and fall apart in this cruel strangulation.
The fight for the Wheel of Balance, with no room for retreat, has officially begun.
…
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Human beings have always felt that the abyss is the source of all evil.
For this reason, I don’t know how many wars and purges were launched.
But the funny thing is that as the Abyss officially withdraws from the stage, what mankind is waiting for is not the peace it dreams of, but war.
New war.
Following Gaius's order, Paganini did not get involved, but quickly retreated, staring at the cult and the heavenly beings fighting to death, with a mocking smile hanging from the corner of his mouth.
How ridiculous.
"Wow, it's so hard to find here. Why did you end up in such a remote place?"
A voice suddenly sounded from my ears.
The sound was so close that Paganini was frightened. He turned around suddenly and saw a handsome young man covered in sweat appearing behind him at some point.
quietly.
There was no feeling, no sign, no sign of anything.
Paganini suddenly appeared behind him, and until that guy spoke, Paganini didn't even know there was something behind him.
Moreover, even now, according to Paganini's induction, that place is still empty, with no breathing, no pulse, and no heartbeat. There should not even be anyone there.
But his eyes seemed to be telling him a joke, telling him that there is someone right in front of you.
"What's wrong? You seem to have seen a ghost."
The blond young man wiped the sweat from his face and looked at him blankly: "Uncle Constantine asked me to come to meet you. Didn't he tell you? Oh, it's really hard to find your place. I I ran here from the Caucasus, went around several times, and almost got beaten up by the two groups of masters above. I was really exhausted... Eh? Do you still have water here? Give me a drink... "
After chattering a lot like a chatterbox, he saw the big bowl in Paganini's hand. His eyes suddenly lit up. He reached out to take it, raised his hand, and clattered the bowl. All the darkness in him poured into his throat.
Then, he patted his stomach with satisfaction.
"Hiccup~"
“…”
Paganini was stunned.
He just felt that the world had played a huge joke on him.
Someone actually swallowed the abyss, the last territory, the last divine power and divinity of the Hundred-Eyed One left in the etheric realm in front of him...
His face does not change color.
What the hell is this!
For the first time in his life, he felt such deep trembling and fear.
Cold all over my body!
No wonder Gaius didn't care about his surrender, no wonder that guy was so assured of him, as if he wasn't worried about his betrayal at all.
At this moment, he stared at the seemingly handsome monster in front of him and felt his heart trembling.
What is hidden under this seemingly human appearance? No matter what it is, it is fundamentally different from humans!
Gaius... Where on earth did he find this kind of monster!
"What's wrong?"
The young man looked at him blankly, then looked down at the empty bowl in his hand, and suddenly became embarrassed: "Well, I just drank your bowl of water. There is no need to look at me like that. It's no big deal for me. How about I treat you to dinner later?"
As he said that, the young man showed a flattering smile and stretched out his hand: "Just call me Ciel. You are a great master and you should help me more in the future."
Paganini looked at him blankly for a long time, then stretched out his trembling palms and forced a smile:
"sure."
Salute and shake hands, you are my good friend.
After shaking hands, the young man named Charles looked at the turmoil not far away and moved his wrist eagerly: "What should we do next? Uncle Constantine asked you to do what you want."
"Ahem... We should wait for the opportunity to act. Right now... the situation is still quite chaotic."
Paganini felt like his mind was in a mess, and he didn't even know what he was talking about: "Wait a minute, the wheel of balance is very important... Well, it's more important, we have to be more cautious..."
"The Balanced Wheel?"
Ciel raised his hand and pointed at the looming outline in the core: "Just that broken wheel?"
"Broken wheels? Uh... Yeah, that's right."
It took Paganini a while to react, and he nodded absentmindedly: "When the fight between the two sides is almost over, we can start preparing to do it quietly. Then I will first..."
After finishing his words in a hesitant manner, Ciel still looked confused.
"Eh? Is it so troublesome?"
Paganini coughed a few times and didn't know what to say.
"Anyway, we just need to get that old wheel back, right?"
Charles twisted his neck and showed a smile that made Paganini particularly uneasy.