Since the nine worlds cannot be formed, then settle for the next best thing and save the last deterrent force for Asgard!
For this reason, the old musician did not hesitate to target Silent Moon.
As long as the elements and power of the Silent Moon are mastered, once activated, Asgard will become a desperate situation for any musician.
After the Wyrmrest Barrier spreads across the entire land, Asgard, which has lost its musicians, will no longer be afraid of any musicians challenging itself. With today's huge national power as the foundation, no matter what kind of war it encounters, Asgard can fight it!
At this moment, the fire is like a flame, burning the matrix of the World Tree, but Odin's divinity uses it as a bridge to rush towards the Silent Moon, infecting the moon wheel.
Replace gods with gods, gain power with power.
Trade Odin, who is doomed to be unable to form, in exchange for a true god!
At this point, Ye Qingxuan is no longer able to interfere in this battle, and he does not dare to. He still needs to suppress the power of the nine worlds, integrate them into the land of nothing, and turn it into a true divine domain.
Moreover, once he intervenes and is considered an enemy by Silent Moon, Ye Qingxuan will definitely not get any good results!
At this moment, he has been expelled from the war by the old musician and can only witness all this.
Witness the brutal fight between Silent Moon and Odin.
Watching the moon disk falling little by little, towards the cage formed by the old musician.
Watching Odin burn under the disintegration of the moonlight, gradually falling apart, until finally, the last ray of moonlight was completely swallowed up by Vanaheim.
In just ten minutes, after the Hundred-Eyed Man, there was finally a second attrition among the Three Pillar Gods.
Relying on the prototype of the divine realm built by Ye Qingxuan and driven by the old musician, the power of Silent Moon was completely swallowed up by Vanaheim.
As a price, all the divinity in the old musician's hands has been burned away.
Odin** is gone.
There is no winner in the battle between the two gods, only Asgard.
The divine realm slowly dissipated, and Vanaheim was hidden under the earth again, with no trace left. But now I'm afraid the whole world already knows that Asgard has mastered the elements and power of the Silent Moon...
The phantom of the old musician appeared under the ruins, like a last flashback. He took off his hat and saluted Ye Qingxuan, thanking him for his "help" to Asgard.
In the end, Ye Qingxuan was still taken advantage of by the old musician.
Ye Qingxuan shook his head and smiled bitterly.
"Did you plan this from the beginning?" he asked.
"You've seen the best outcome, now it's just the worst outcome."
The old musician laughed self-deprecatingly, cracks appeared on his face, and a crisp sound came from the depths of his body, which was the countdown to death.
Everything about him has been burned away along with Odin.
The last obsession will dissipate between heaven and earth as the wish is fulfilled.
But when he finally stared at this land, his eyes were still full of nostalgia and reluctance.
He succeeded.
Even if it is a minimal success, even if it is the worst result in the plan, he will leave the final protection for the Asgardians.
The power that can keep Asgard from falling apart in the coming turbulent years...
"Can I ask you to take more care of Asgard in the future?" The old musician looked at Ye Qingxuan, "If one day the new world you created comes, can you show some mercy to the Asgardians?"
"You are already dying, are you still thinking about this?"
Ye Qingxuan asked indifferently, but the old musician did not answer. He just looked at him with pleading eyes. He was silent for a long time and nodded, "I promise you."
"It would be great."
The old musician smiled in relief and sat down on the ground.
Cracked gaps are all over the body, and there is not much time left.
"This is a shame..."
He stared greedily at the world riddled with holes and murmured softly: "It has become so ugly, but I still...can't give up on this world..."
He murmured, sighed, stared, and cared.
He closed his eyes.
In the weak wind, quietly dissipated into dust.
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"Then I have to leave too."
Elsa glanced at Ye Qingxuan. She had been bouncing around but now she calmed down. Looking at Ye Qingxuan, her eyes became complicated and sad.
Without saying anything, he just stretched out his hand and pinched Ye Qingxuan's face.
"What's wrong?" Ye Qingxuan asked.
"Because you are also the emperor now." Elsa shook her head sadly, "Grandpa said that there is no way for the emperor to be friends."
Ye Qingxuan couldn't help laughing and shook his head.
"I am not the emperor, and I will never be."
He reached out and tapped his forehead:
"In this case, we can be friends, right?"
The sadness dissipated, and Elsa looked at Ye Qingxuan with wide eyes, her clear eyes seemed to be burning with the flame of joy, glowing with light.
"Then if you have time, can you come to me?"
"must."
Ye Qingxuan smiled, "We will always be friends, right?"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah!"
Elsa nodded vigorously, her long flame-like hair swaying, she was still the crazy girl she was back then. She took out the small thing she carried with her from her arms and put it into Ye Qingxuan's hand.
"And, this, I've re-edited it and given it to you, don't lose it!"
Ye Qingxuan reached out and saw the familiar straw doll, but it seemed that it had undergone extremely complicated and profound alchemical recasting. Every fiber of it seemed to be glowing with light, immortal for thousands of years, and its face was completely different from the round and ugly appearance of the past. Very much like himself.
"good."
He held the doll tightly and watched the queen, who was as happy as a crazy girl, disappear into the flames and go away.
After a long time, he took Elsa's gift into his arms and walked towards the depths of the disintegrated battlefield.
Although Odin is dead, there are still precious things left.
For example, the World Tree that contains the Gangnir Matrix, even if it suffered the impact of the Silent Moon, still survived and was not destroyed along with Odin.
However, at that moment, a black shadow suddenly jumped out from the void. Taking advantage of Ye Qingxuan's slow moment, he opened his mouth wide, grabbed the World Tree in his mouth, then spread out his dark wings and ran away quickly.
Ye Qingxuan was stunned, watching the huge black dragon with the aura of death disappear from the end of the sky in an instant, at an incredible speed.
After he reacted, he couldn't help but want to curse.
After fighting hard for a long time, half of the final spoils were snatched away by this old bastard hiding next to him
Are you kidding!
In just a moment, Ye Qingxuan could already feel the aura and power of the visitor, this element full of the flavor of the abyss, this familiar aura of despicableness, this shameless style...
There can only be one person in the world.
"NABRIS!!!"
Ye Qingxuan gritted his teeth and tightened his grip on the Sword of the New Testament, his eyes turning red with anger.
Well, I became the chief judge and tied you to the stake before settling the score with you, but you ended up touching my head instead!
Okay, okay, if I don’t let you know how powerful I am today, I will go to the abyss with you!
The light of the New Testament Sword lit up, and the incarnation of Ye Qingxuan's Holy Spirit rose into the sky, locking on the "Black Knight" who was already far away in the horizon, and murderous intent burst out.
But at that moment, his pursuit stopped abruptly.
Because, behind him... majestic power surged out.
Countless hymns were sung, and the projection of the sacred cauldron appeared again, and then, a vague and majestic figure walked out of the void!
The supreme king is coming here!
The Red King
Ye Qingxuan clenched the blade of the sword as if facing a formidable enemy, but the next moment the face of the incoming man raised his head, causing him to fall into a daze.
"Brother, who are you?"
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Outside of Asgard.
On the back of the jet-black dragon, the black knight who had transformed into death held the World Tree in his hand, looking up to the sky and laughing.
Regardless of how long he had been lurking and enduring, he finally seized this opportunity, burst out in an instant, and successfully captured the World Tree. Just the look on Ye Qingxuan's dull face at that moment could make him have endless aftertaste.
He had been frustrated by Ye Qingxuan all this time, and now Naberis finally made a comeback. It was as if the Hundred-Eyed Man had enjoyed hundreds of blood sacrifices, and his whole body was bubbling with joy.
"Xiao Mo, Xiao Mo, hurry up!"
Naberis laughed loudly: "Let's go home and eat beef! We robbed a big business this time, and we won't have to worry about gaining a foothold in the dark world in the future!"
He returns home like an arrow.
Now that he has the World Tree, among the remaining power of the abyss, he is the leading powerhouse, and no one can compare with him. When he returns, he will be able to completely master all the fallen musicians and demon groups.
By then, he would have completely turned over and gained rights that were no less powerful than before Paganini's rebellion, and there would be no Sage of the Abyss to hold him back.
Although the Abyss is now destined to overthrow and it is unlikely to become a general trend, but only a ghost would overestimate its capabilities and revive the Abyss, right
After giving up going to the muddy waters of the human world, this power was enough to conquer the dark world, allowing him to further delve into the power left behind by the Hundred-Eyed Ones.
With the World Tree in hand, he is sure to completely integrate the legacies left by all the Hundred-Eyed Ones, and truly transform himself into a natural disaster, immortal and immortal - fulfilling his wish for which he has sacrificed everything for hundreds of years.
Thinking that that day was so close, Naberish couldn't help but sing happily.
At this moment, on the vast ocean, Naberis looked down at the infinite scenery, and couldn't help but sigh: Ye Qingxuan was too impatient after all.
If he had planned it slowly, brought all the troops together to crush Asgard step by step, completely blocked the surrounding areas with heavy troops, and hooped them into iron barrels, how could the current situation have happened
Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing again.
Heilong turned around in confusion and looked at his cheerful look, "Uncle, what are you laughing at?"
"I laugh at Ye Qingxuan after all."
The black knight pointed to the surroundings and said, "Not to mention anything else, just ambushing a Witch Hammer knight on the outside can block his own path, which is enough for him to catch up with him calmly."
Before he finished speaking, the clouds broke and the iron whale sang.
The steel warship emerged from the clouds.
Immediately afterwards, under the sea, the etheric fluctuations of countless purifying musicians sounded, and one scepter after another rose from the Nomadic Mountain. In an instant, holy walls were erected from all sides.
At the end, on the deck of Nomad Mountain, a wheelchair was pushed forward.
In the wheelchair, the young man seemed to be overwhelmed by the cold at high altitudes, with a thin blanket covering his knees. His handsome face makes people feel good, but he has a pair of iron-gray eyes that exude a cold chill.
As he said...
The ambush is coming!
Naberis was stunned and felt the urge to slap himself, what a crow!
Soon, he looked at the visitor and sneered.
"It's been so long, Mr. Robin!"
Ignoring the mockery in his words, Watson just nodded slightly, "Indeed, long time no see, Mr. Naberish."
Naberish looked around at the blockade, and finally looked coldly at the commander of all this.
"You expected that?"
"After all, we met once."
Watson lit the cigarette at the corner of his mouth, "Originally, we were just going as reinforcements to support His Highness, but I think... waiting here, the effect will be better, isn't it?"
As he spoke, he flicked the cigarette ashes and looked at the black dragon, "Now that the new emperor has succeeded to the throne, it is not a good thing for His Highness Mordred to be wandering around. He should return to the country as soon as possible to avoid chaos."
On the dragon's back, Naberis transformed into a black knight and asked indifferently:
"Are you sure you can keep me?"
Watson just smiled, as if he had heard him tell a joke, and smoked his cigarette leisurely. The balanced hourglass appeared from behind, and the strange apocryphal way emerged.
In the end, he threw the cigarette butt into the wind outside the deck, took out a glass bottle of the same style as the Lord of Darkness from his arms, and showed the same ferocious smile as Stone:
"—Now, please enter the urn."