"etc!"
Paganini reached out and was about to say something, but saw Ciel take a step back.
In mid-air, he pulled off his coat with frost marks on his body, revealing his thin body.
Paganini's eyes widened.
He saw a lonely wing slowly unfolding on the young man's back. The radiant wings took root from the back and slowly extended outwards, but disappeared into the depths of the etheric realm.
Countless music theories spurted out from it like a torrent. At this moment, even the markings of the abyss were decorated on it, turning into dark feathers and becoming part of the huge wings.
The visible wings are as small as the human body.
But the moment he spread his wings, the light in the entire sky dimmed, as if he had been wrapped by invisible wings. Just by spreading its wings, it covers the sky and the earth.
In the huge sea of ether, that one wing quietly set off an earth-shaking frenzy.
In front of it, Paganini couldn't even stand, being pushed back by the invisible wave.
In the stunned gaze, the huge wings behind Ciel fanned the wind from the etheric realm.
Ciel's figure flickered like a phantom.
At that moment, Paganini finally realized: how could he appear quietly behind him... because he was not there at all!
Not here, not there anymore.
At this moment, Ciel was not in front of him, nor anywhere.
This is just a phantom that completely distorts the high-level dimensions, reaches a dead end, destroys the conventional laws of space, and then projects in front of itself through layers of refraction.
This is completely different from the Wolf Flute's ability to travel through higher dimensions and bypass the blockade of the material world. It is as if the space is folded in half like layers of paper, or even crumpled into a ball, forming an intricate maze for the black dots on the paper.
Travel between high-level dimensions at will, even jump, and play with the indescribable etheric world in the palm of your hand, making the world within your reach.
"Phase distortion?"
Paganini struggled to speak out from between his teeth: "This is simply impossible. How did you achieve it?"
Charles tilted his head to look at him blankly. He quickly realized what he was doing, smiled suddenly, and pointed at his back: "Is this what you're talking about? If you want to learn, I'll teach you when I have time. It's actually quite simple. Yes, it's just that there are some troubles at other times. Thanks to this, I often got lost when I was young. I just went out to buy soy sauce, but I didn't know why I would end up in strange places. It wasn't until recently that I understood... I just went wrong. It’s just a direction.”
He paused, stretched out his hand, and grabbed Paganini's wrist:
"Stop standing there in a daze, let's go!"
There was obviously no movement, but for a moment, Paganini seemed to have fallen into a deep pool. Countless streams of light flashed past his eyes. The deeper secrets of the etheric world slowly unfolded in front of him, with countless twisted dimensions and unknown space compositions. It was stuffed into his consciousness like iron sand, making his forehead swell and almost burst.
At that moment, he realized it, but even faster, it was all forgotten by him, and it was even difficult to recall.
All that remains is fear.
Beyond the fear of life and death, pure trembling.
At that moment, it seemed as if he had been trapped in loneliness for thousands of years. In that eternal time, it seemed that even death had lost its meaning. But the moment he opened his eyes, the remaining shadow quickly faded away, and the perfect body created by divinity The body was sweating like pulp.
He couldn't remember.
What on earth did he see at that moment
And when he woke up from the fright, the wheel of balance had already come into view.
The sudden appearance of the two people triggered a vicious cycle, as if they jumped into a steel-making furnace. The terrifying power of the collision between the Holy City and the Great Wall turned into a pool of destruction, swallowing the two people up.
The mighty force of the movement of heaven and earth comes crushing.
It only takes an instant for the fierce light to evaporate everything, but Paganini is still unscathed. It's like watching a horror show through a layer of glass. It seems scary, but the distance is so far away.
As if two mountain peaks collided together, they moved forward along the fleeting small gap, shuttled through the maze-like turbulence, and passed by destruction, getting closer and closer to the wheel of balance.
"What the hell!"
The roaring sound of the iron drum sounded, and the tall-crowned man was the first to notice their approach. He raised his eyes, his eyes burst into blue light, and the drumstick formed by the scepter in his hand fell. Then, the copper peacock burst out with the roar of the earth's crust. .
Amid the sound of the drum, everything collapsed.
The fiery music theory set off invisible shock waves in the sea of ether. The waves came and went, and everything in the path of the ripples was shaken to pieces. Countless ripples echoed each other, and the movement was constructed, vaguely transforming into a majestic illusion of a golden war and an iron horse, with the projection of the cauldron of mountains and rivers, and the iron curtain coming down.
The twisted space structure deep in the ether realm also shook under this terrible shock. In an instant, most of the exits collapsed, causing the curved passage constructed by Char to be blocked in an instant, and ripples of destruction followed. , retroactively.
At this moment, the four musicians from Tianshang City were jointly hosting, and the music theory was linked. After the high-crown man struck, the head of the Yuan family also casually swung an iron light, but the sword energy howled miserably, and after three weeks of surrounding Ciel, there was nothing he could do. It's like there is no way to start through transparent glass.
The head of the Yuan family was startled, "Why do you want to enter the world without any favors? That's not right..."
The white jade pipa played, and in an instant, Paganini felt restless and ghosts sprouting from his heart. Amidst the sound of the pipa, Music Theory transferred to the school of psychology with the beastly nature of the dead soul, and was quietly implanted into Paganini's body. If it weren't for the fact that Changing Music Theory was also good at this, Paganini would have eaten it right away. A boring loss.
The Red King snorted coldly, with one hand resisting the combined attack of the four heavenly beings. He raised his other hand and practiced playing with his fingers, activating the Blue King's music theory. The Judgment Hymn began to play in the void, and the light of destruction swept through everything. It came, flowed into the etheric realm in an instant, and moved around in the higher dimensions, locking up Ciel who was constantly dodging, and forcing him to panic with just one finger.
But soon, the light of judgment went in the wrong direction, and was actually directed in the direction of the bronze peacock under the guidance of Ciel.
In an instant, the projections of the Holy City and the Great Wall roared.
At this moment, the battle between the two sides has focused on the overall situation. What is competing is their own music theory and the overall situation. Even the smallest details have terrifying power.
Using this as a bridge, the two sides instantly fought head-on.
With one blow, both sides suffered a heavy loss, but Ciel's strange abilities also surfaced.
"Phase jump...high-level dimensional distortion..."
The head of the Changsun family looked in the direction of Charles with his green eyes, "To be able to achieve this level... is it some weird hybrid from the etheric world and a human?"
In an instant, countless elements in the projections set up by both sides changed, and the focus shifted. The location of Ciel was faintly locked, and a thunderous strike was ready to strike.
What Paganini felt was unprecedented pressure.
The scepter of the sacred city created by the cult in the etheric realm, and the Great Wall perfected by the nine surnames of Dragon Vein for thousands of years, are locked by both at the same time, and even high-level natural disasters will suffer heavy losses.
And cold sweat broke out on Ciel's forehead.
"Wait a minute!"
Facing everyone's indifferent eyes, Charles jumped out of the high-dimensional maze, showing a rare serious expression: "I have a rough plan that can solve the current problem!"
For a moment, in the dead silence, everyone wanted to laugh.
Even Bai Heng looked at Gaius's projection in astonishment.
Gaius was smoking a cigarette in a calm manner, as if he had anticipated Ciel's departure. I just shrugged to show everyone present that this was not my request.
As expected, everyone looked over.
Charles paused for a moment, pretending to lower his head and cough a few times. Then, he raised his head and showed a smile that made everyone present want to beat him:
"Since everyone wants this crap, let's take it apart and give it away!"
A long dead silence.
Even Gaius was stunned.
Only Bai Heng laughed, laughed, and applauded in admiration after being slightly stunned.
"Good idea, I agree!" Bai Heng looked at the gloomy Red King with a smile, "Actually, it's useless for me to take all of this, I only need a part of it."
Charles and Paganini looked at each other, raised their heads, and looked towards the celestial city. There was a strange silence in the celestial city. The gods who transformed into four pillars looked at each other with subtle eyes.
In the end, everyone's eyes were focused on the balance wheel suspended in the center.
How should this thing be divided
The next moment, everyone took action in unison!
…
Therefore, a troublemaker like Ciel is undesirable.
Everyone understands that under the current circumstances, if they want to fight for the Wheel of Balance, they can only maintain the current stalemate. But when their target changes from the entire artifact to a part of it... the entire situation will become completely different.
Anyway, let’s dismantle it first!
If you have a quick hand, you have it, but if you have a slow hand, you don't have it!
And the one who bears the brunt of blocking everyone is the Red King.
The Holy City has long regarded the Wheel of Balance as a treasure, and the stalemate maintained by the Red King is just to wait for the Blue King to throw stronger power here through the wind tunnel.
Among the three kings, the Red King is controlled by seventeen successive popes. The so-called body is just a tool used by successive popes in the Nibelungs to rely on, and it is by no means the fundamental thing. Therefore, it is possible to achieve almost mythical human teleportation and resurrection.
But that's not the case with the King of Blue. He can set up restricted areas through the wind tunnel, but even though he is thousands of miles away, there are still areas he cannot catch.
After the initial intervention, the Yellow King had left, determined to ignore the disputes on the ground. If he were here, even on the other side of the world, he could still easily intervene in the situation through the music theory system of the Sacred Cauldron.
There is no need to even fight, as long as you use your own power as a guide, the wheel of balance will cast itself.
There is no way to fight this battle.
In an instant, the battle in the sky reached its climax. Countless music theories were born and destroyed from the core at the flick of a finger. The elements collided with each other, were born and destroyed. The projection of the sacred city and the Great Wall collided in one place, colliding head-on and strangling each other.
But after finishing speaking, Ciel turned around and got into the twisted phase maze, avoiding the attacks and aftermath of both sides without hesitation.
In an instant, thousands of towers were broken in the projection of the sacred city. Far away in the Holy City, the corresponding steel tower made a sharp sound of metal friction, and fell apart amidst the harsh whine.
The Great Wall was equally tragic, with several beacon fires extinguished in the storm.
In that moment of confrontation, Paganini made a quick decision and blocked all the attacks directed at Ciel. The result was that half of his body was broken, which was extremely miserable.
An instant later, the Scarlet King, Yuan Changqing and Ciel, who followed closely behind, had placed their palms on the edge of the Balance Wheel.
No need to look at each other and exchange colors.
The next moment, a cold light flashed in Yuan Changqing's eyes.
That iron light is fleeting, as if it is going to split the eternity like a long night, extinguish the stars and the scorching sun, destroy everything, and illuminate my only future.
The true essence of Yuan's swordsmanship is revealed.
Immediately afterwards, Chunjun slashed down!
collapse!
The sharp sound first burst out from the deepest part of the etheric realm, and then swept downwards, causing a roar of world collapse wherever it passed.
For a moment, the sky was pure white as day, then the ocean was boiling, and in the next moment it was frozen for thousands of miles.
The air turns into iron sand and rubs against each other, causing everything to explode and crack.
Crazy power flowed out of it as the balance wheel broke. At that moment, a terrifying chain reaction was set off from the ether sea.
The whole world can feel the shrill sound like the world is shattering.
Everything seemed to get out of control in an instant.
The whole world is in turmoil.
In an instant, the Wheel of Balance fell apart and was split into three pieces during the fight between the three parties. Countless music theories gathered towards the fragments and formed new forms in their hands.
Obviously they come from the same body, but the feelings they bring to people are completely different.
At that moment, not only the body was separated, but also the power of the balance wheel was completely separated.
The Red King's expression was gloomy, and the fragment in his hand still maintained the appearance of a wheel of balance. Countless elements gathered together and took shape again.
The power operating in it is inherited from the original "separation" power of the balance wheel, which can cut off all musicians' induction to the etheric world.
The fragment in Yuan Changqing's hand did not reveal anything magical, but where it was, everything was calm and everything seemed to be back on track. The etheric and physical realms are once again stable.
The power he obtained is "maintenance", the power to maintain the balance between the two realms, and it is also the most suitable part of the Great Wall of Cathay.
The fragment in Ciel's hand was faint, like a phantom, not here. But where he was, it was like a huge void, and all kinds of phantoms kept flashing in the void, all kinds of strange things.
This is the last part of the wheel of balance - "overlap".
At this point, the Wheel of Balance was completely dismantled. As soon as the artifact, which had gathered countless powers and expectations from all parties, was born, it fell apart in the battle, turning one into three, and it no longer had the magic of the past.
What a complete travesty.
The fight was finally over.
But the aftermath still hasn't dissipated.
As the Wheel of Balance collapsed, massive elements flowed out from it, turning into impacts and flying between heaven and earth.
Gui Xu also wailed, as if mourning the death of his heir.
Wait... Guixu
Paganini was stunned for a moment, and a glimmer of confusion flashed through his mind:
Why is Guixu still here
Guixu's mission is to bring about natural disasters, but with the birth of the Wheel of Balance, Guixu should have fallen apart and disappeared again. Why does it still stay where it is
And can it still remain intact amidst the earth-shattering battle between the three parties
"wrong!"
He lowered his head suddenly and looked at Guixu, but then his expression changed.
He felt it.
In the etheric world, something huge is emerging!
The huge thing that floated in the deepest part of the etheric realm and disappeared for a long time is now sinking towards the material realm along the crack opened when the Wheel of Balance was born!
Across the intricate turbulence, Paganini could only vaguely see an ethereal phantom.
It's like a dream.
A dream, falling towards the material world... no, towards Guixu!
At this moment, as the wheel of balance was shattered, the remaining power scattered between heaven and earth seemed to sense the new call, turned into a torrent, and swept away towards Guixu!
Who else is there
Paganini was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized.
—Ye Qingxuan!