The Great Wall is the foundation of the founding of China.
As early as the first day of the founding of Cathay, no, long before the founding of Cathay, the Great Wall already existed.
For hundreds of years, with the maintenance and sacrifice of the nine surnames of Longmai, and the dedication and blessing of countless musicians, it has turned into a behemoth like a natural disaster.
As long as the Great Wall lasts, Cathay will be unbreakable.
Whether it is external defense or internal suppression.
As long as he controls the Great Wall, no matter what kind of rebellion it is, the emperor can bulldoze it at will.
For such an existence, it was too late for the emperor to defend, let alone reverse and overthrow.
But now faced with Bai Heng's questioning, the emperor remained silent.
"Then I'll take it as your acquiescence."
Bai Heng nodded and said to himself: "The nine surnames of Longmai built the Great Wall hundreds of years ago relying on the central core. Now it has accumulated strength for hundreds of years. In terms of pure accumulation, it can almost be said to be the largest in the world. Ether storage. And once such a thing is 'reversed', it will be blocked inward and radiate outward. It is foreseeable that unprecedented ether flow will spread from Cathay to the whole world, with such a terrifying magnitude , even the dark world can be covered to the end, right?"
The emperor still said nothing.
Bai Heng could only ask and answer his own questions.
"If on this basis, coupled with the control of the central core and... the order of Duke Dong, then it is not impossible that wherever the ether flow passes, it will forcibly awaken all the ancient ruins in the world - all the fragments of immigrant ships. .even-"
Bai Heng paused for a moment, narrowed his eyes, and slapped the back of the chair: "Using hundreds of ancient ruins as fulcrums to form a network, extending upward with unprecedented resonance, reaching a higher level in the etheric world than the sacred cauldron. position. By then, with the right time and place in hand, and with the general trend set, we will be able to accomplish unprecedented feats."
He said:
"Clean the Great Source."
Simply and neatly, things that musicians of all generations never dared to think about, or even dared to dream about, came out of their lips.
That is no longer something that can be described as "changing the world."
But... a power that is enough to completely destroy and reshape the current world thousands of times!
Bai Heng looked at the emperor and asked softly:
"right?"
The emperor turned his back to Bai Heng, looked around at the "Throne of Princes" slowly descending in the Iron Temple, and finally looked at Bai Heng.
The eyes are neither sad nor happy.
There is no joy of being about to achieve great things, and no anger of having someone ruin the plan.
Just watch.
Those eyes were not those of a woman, or even of a human being.
It is a kind of calmness and indifference that humans can never touch.
But Bai Heng smiled.
Full of pleasure, or... ecstasy.
It's like finally peeling off the layers of disguise and getting a glimpse of the deepest essence.
He finally met his enemy.
"Is this your guess? Master the Great Source and become the eternal emperor? What's the point of that?"
The emperor looked down at him, "I am now the emperor, Bai Heng, and I must be a wise king who will leave a name in the history of Cathay. There is no one before, and no one will come after. Or do you think that for me, 'unifying the world' is not possible?" What’s the point?”
"Indeed, that is a goal that only humans can have."
Bai Heng nodded and looked at him intently, "So, who is talking to me? Is it my emperor? Or is it my enemy?"
"Didn't you already find the answer to such a boring question?"
The emperor's answer made Bai Heng laugh.
"First meeting, Prince Dong."
He said: "I am Bai Heng."
This is a self-introduction.
Be polite and courteous.
It's like giving your name before a decisive battle.
Unfortunately, his opponent had no interest in this set.
"I have long heard that the 'Three Wise Men' each have their own form."
Bai Heng looked at him and asked calmly: "Hermes is the 'guide', obsessed with art and creation, and is a madman who masters all technologies; Nibelung is the 'witness', blind and ignorant, and is the man who has been manipulated." A strain used by humans that doesn't even have a self; and as the 'leader' with the most far-sighted vision and guiding the direction for humans... why has he now become possessed by Hermes' destruction and seal? The ghost of an evil spirit?"
"This has nothing to do with you."
"That's right. Let's change the question to another one, about the central authority. About 'blood'."
Bai Heng raised his head and looked up at the countless fluorescent lights that lit up from the dome of the Steel Temple. They were like phantoms from the future. Along with the low roar, the sleeping center was slowly warming up and starting up, waiting for its new mission.
"You yourself have the blood of the royal family Zhao, and the refrigerated specimens contain the blood of the previous royal family Xiao, and you can get enough of the Bai family from me. However, if you want Yunlou's blood, there is Yunlou Qingshu At worst, there is Yunlou Chaoyue who is even more pure-blooded here, so why bother holding Bai Xi captive?"
Bai Heng asked, "What's more, if you want Ye's blood, just tell Ye Qingxuan, 'I need you to sit on a chair for half an hour.' It's just half an hour, no more at most." Taking a little blood is not life-threatening, and you will still be alive and kicking after the incident. As long as you are willing to release Bai Xi, there is no way Ye Qingxuan will not agree to this request. I believe that your brain-or computing chip will not even be able to do this. I don’t even understand the pros and cons.”
He paused and asked:
"So, why?"
Prince Dong did not answer him.
"Bai Heng, you have too many questions."
Prince Dong stared at the dome.
The roar of the central activation is getting louder and louder. From being quiet and distant at the beginning, it has now turned into hundreds of giants roaring underground, struggling to pull the invisible giant wheel, injecting fire and power into the silent "temple".
He is waiting.
"I can guess it even if you don't tell me. It's a 'container', right?"
Bai Heng looked at the girl sleeping in the steel from a distance, not questioning, but asking and answering himself: "Based on the qualifications of heavenly beings, our Majesty can only say that he is barely able. Even if he has inherited all the music and music theory of the royal family, But there is no record of success. Is this what the so-called 'mediocrity' is? If you lack talent, you can only rely on hard work. Just forcing herself to become the emperor has already used up all her strength. This is also true for you. A kind of torture, right? She obviously has the wisdom of the world, but the body she owns is so 'unusable', like a giant being stuffed into a small box, and the pain is unspeakable. But Bai Xi is different, she only relies on her two One-third of the qualifications are enough to stand at the pinnacle of heavenly beings in the past. Only she can become the 'container' through which you can control the great source."
In the long silence, only the roar echoed.
Steel cables hung down from the dome, one after another, and connected into Bai Xi's body, binding her in the steel and turning her into a part of himself.
Bring her...into the core!
"She has such a talent."
Duke Dong finally answered, not hiding his purpose, but praising without hesitation: "Better than 'me'."
"Um."
Bai Heng nodded, his eyes subtle, "Hermes told me the same thing."
At that moment, a roaring sound sounded.
Steel roared.
"Ahhh!!!"
Amidst the furious roar, the bolts holding the iron chair let out a twisted whine, and the harsh scream of steel deformation spread. On the iron chair, the young man who was so weak that he could barely maintain his will was roaring and struggling angrily.
- Break free!
Prince Dong frowned.
He reached out and pressed down on the young man who was rushing toward him, but to his surprise, Ye Qingxuan fell to the ground before he even walked three meters away.
Stumbled.
By Bai Heng.
With his remaining strength, it would be a miracle to break free. How could he still have the strength to run
"You don't look like a musician at all. Why don't you become a berserker? Just be responsible and scream randomly. It will definitely boost morale."
With such sarcastic words, Bai Heng stretched out his hand, lifted Ye Qingxuan from the ground, and threw him back on the iron chair: "It's not a good habit to interrupt when others are talking, kid."
Ye Qingxuan struggled, trying hard to break his teeth and absorb the medicine.
"Stop wasting your efforts, don't you understand? This is not 'poison'. For a monster like you, how can poison bring you down?"
He stretched out a finger and pressed Ye Qingxuan's shoulder. Only such a weak force was enough to make it difficult for Ye Qingxuan to break free.
As the last of his strength was exhausted, the overwhelming sleepiness destroyed his last defense, causing him to gradually fall into darkness.
Those were countless memories, from the time hundreds of years ago, countless fragments and scenes, piled up into an ocean, overwhelmingly emerging from the core of the scepter, swallowing him up.
The last heavenly inheritance was forcibly activated, dragging him into the deepest dream.
"Go to sleep."
Bai Heng stretched out his hand, helped him close his eyes, and said goodbye softly:
"When you wake up, it's all over."
…
In the stunned silence, Bai Heng retracted his palm, turned around and smiled.
"Then, shall we continue?"
Prince Dong had no expression on his face, "There's nothing more to continue, Bai Heng. Let's stop this boring conversation."
"So, what about you? Mr. Yunlou."
Bai Heng looked at Yunlou Qingshu: "Do you have any ideas?"
"It's too difficult to talk about 'ideas', Master Bai Heng." Yunlou Qingshu smiled nonchalantly and bowed to the emperor: "To me, your Majesty is your Majesty, and it doesn't matter who you are. "
As he spoke, he walked towards his own chair and sat on it.
"What a loyal lackey."
Bai Heng sighed, and under the gaze of Duke Dong, he helplessly shrugged and turned around.
Finally, I sat on the chair I had been waiting for for a long time.
"How is it?" Bai Heng allowed the shackles to imprison him there, and looked at Duke Dong: "Your big wish has come true, are you very excited and happy?"
"It's not time to succeed yet, but you've already failed."
Duke Dong looked down at him: "Despite this, you have been able to suppress me for fifteen years by yourself. Bai Heng, I admit that you are a monster far better than the natural disaster. But everything you have done is in vain."
With the emperor, with women, with human lips.
So He declares.
"—Everything in human beings will eventually be brought back to normal."
At that moment, the sound of collapse came from the distance.
It was a broken wail.
Not from the sky, not from the earth, not from humans.
It was the foundation of the empire, the source of hundreds of years of rule. It was entrusted with the dragon veins and long-cherished wishes, obsessions and unwillingness, scepters and strength of the nine surnamed gods... everything, even after death, the corpses would be piled up, repaired and repaired. Something to maintain.
Great Wall!
The Great Wall collapsed.
At this moment, it was as if the torrent of the Seven Seas bursting its banks rose into the sky from the deepest part of the earth, and an "ocean" beyond the limits of human observation appeared in the world.
Ether, endless ether rushes out from the broken Great Wall.
After hundreds of years of accumulation, under the management of heavenly beings in the past generations, all the ether that had been full, compressed, overloaded, and even redundant was released and freed.
With the loud noise of the Great Wall collapsing, the whole world seemed to be shaking.
Whether in Angelou, Burgundy, Asgard, or in the Holy City, in the Caucasus, or in the dark world, one can sense that the silvery ooze that is as hot as the melting sun emerges from the void and spreads to in all directions.
With a density that cannot be described as a "black area", with a fierce light that cannot be described as the exploding stars, and with a speed that can only be matched by a loud scream.
It swept the world.
That is not a movement, and I am afraid there is no movement with such a terrifying pattern and main axis that can contain such "endless" ether.
Just sweeping, just washing.
In an instant, countless sympathizers were overloaded and self-destructed, and thousands of barriers were broken into pieces.
Even the Nomadic Mountain hanging high in the sky was washed away by the torrent of ether at this moment, and was thrown dozens of kilometers in an instant. The ether pool exploded and caused a raging fire. Countless machines spewed black smoke amidst the screams of alarms. It was no longer possible to maintain it. Height, under dozens of emergency parachutes, it slowly slid down to the ground.
It is precisely because of such a height that we can see how terrifying the "ripples" that were set off from the ground were at that moment.
Silver rays of light spewed out from the shaken country, forming huge pillars supporting the dome of the sky, and then, with a gesture that could be described as cold and indifferent, they spread their gifts to the whole world.
As a result, silver ripples spread out in all directions.
In the east, in the west, in the south, in the north...
Along with where the ripples passed, the clouds were swept away, the hurricane was torn apart, the earth was washed away, and among the flying dust, one after another corresponding glow lit up.
It is the remnant of past civilization.
Ancient ruins sleeping in the wilderness, mountains, lakes, oceans, islands, and underground are responding one after another, being forcibly awakened, violently opening their eyes, and injecting the last of their lives.
The piercing alarm sound and the soft access prompt sound alternately.
The once dead giants are awakened again.
The broken body was propped up by the broken bones of the spine, and a corresponding roar was made.
And along with that glorious and solemn scene, in the endless ether torrent, behind the broken Great Wall, there is an illusory and erratic music condensed from it.
Then, the scene of the kingdom of heaven appeared here.
Originally, the relationship between the kingdom of heaven and the Great Wall was one of virtuality and reality, with the "kingdom of heaven" as the core, which was nihilistic and distant, but did exist, and the heavens and humans controlled the "Great Wall" that was made of entities and actually existed at this moment. .
But at this moment, with the destruction of the Great Wall, the Heavenly City, which had long been submerged in the dust of history, now appears above the capital.
Like a miracle.
It's just that what's hidden behind the clouds and mist is not the palaces and palaces that ordinary people imagine, but the miracles made of gold, iron and light!
It is a realm so large that it can span thousands of kilometers. It is built with technology and great power that humans cannot understand at the moment. It is a kingdom in the sky that is large enough to travel across space and face solar storms, meteor bombardments, absolute zero, and even the pull of black holes. !
There is no doubt that it is just an illusion.
It's just the traces left in the etheric realm of the once-fallen kingdom in heaven.
But after witnessing all this with his own eyes, no matter who it is, it will be difficult for him to deceive himself.
This is not something that can be done with strength, nor is it a symbol that can be obtained with scheming, skill, experience and skills.
The appearance of the Heavenly City can only mean one thing.
That is the centuries-old music theory of the nine surnames of Longmai, which responded to the call of "Eastern Prince". The music theory was once cast by the first generation of heavenly beings and protected by successive heavenly beings. It condensed the power of their souls and recognized the qualifications of "Eastern Prince". !
What he represents is the orthodoxy of Dragon Vein!
At this moment, under the reflection of the heavenly kingdom, the torrent of ether has swept across the entire world. Under the dark original darkness of the universe, countless silver streams of light rose from the earth into the sky and merged into the call of the central core.
In the Steel Temple under the palace, the existence of Bai Xi and Chaoyue had been completely engulfed by light.
It is difficult to glimpse their outline and existence.
With the response of countless ruins, they have been completely connected to the central core.
And with the support of countless ruins, the torrent of ether has rushed into the sea of ether, breaking through the separation of the material world, almost completely destroying the system of the etheric network, and extending towards the depths of the etheric world...
Change is coming.
Along with the unprecedented turmoil, violent vibrations began in the central core.
[Alert, navigation vacancy—]
[Alert, central engine unresponsive—]
[Alarm, recording system·Niebelungen is not responding—]
[Alarm, Creation System·Hermes is not responding—]
[Alert, maintain the system·Donwang Gongwu—Maintain the system?p?i尧F一_T}璅nSt婗@
Countless alarm prompts popped up from the void, covering almost everyone's eyes. Then, under the eyes of Dong Wanggong, they quickly disappeared and were hidden in the darkness.
In the end, there was only one line of solemn handwriting left.
[No.? ? ? The special vote of the Second Crew Committee was launched.]
"What kind of joke is this?"
Bai Heng laughed mockingly: "Doesn't this make me look like a sinner of all mankind? A monster like you actually wants to repair the era before the Dark Ages?"
Then, the emperor sitting on the throne spoke.
That was the response from Duke Dong, with a solemn expression that could not be refuted:
"—This is the mission of my existence!"
At that moment, in the silent freezing chamber, the "specimen" frozen in the extreme cold was the first to give up its authority.
Although the cell activity is still there, it has long been destined not to be resurrected. The captain who once died and slept with his beloved captain can only function as a voting machine.
The hoarse and heroic voice of the past sounded again.
[Captain Xiao Huan, agree!]
Voting begins!
At the same time, there was also a low voice announcing.
[RWA·Absent.]
[Armed Management Office·Absent.]
[Medical Control Room·Absent.]
…
Along with the continuous reports, the chairs representing the committee sank into the floor.
Although absence will be considered a waiver. At that time, the Crew Committee did not follow the rules that were passed by the highest vote, but were enforced to prevent conflicts among crew members from killing each other and to preserve the fleet as a whole to the greatest extent possible.
Key matters must be approved by more than half of the committee members.
Otherwise, it will be completely rejected by the central core!
Because of this, the existence of Bai Heng and the others is crucial.
On another iron chair, Yunlou Qingshu had closed his eyes and allowed his blood to be drawn and tested to isolate the core hidden in the genes.
A thin female voice sounded.
[Subsequent synthesis committee member Yun Loubai agrees!]
Then, the emperor stretched out his hand.
A deep and deep voice sounded.
[Navigation Section Commissioner Zhao Qian, agree!]
Then, there is Ye Qingxuan, who is ignorant and unconscious on the iron chair, submerged in the deepest part of his dream.
A lazy and gentle voice sounded.
[Mind Monitoring Room·Ye Xuan, I agree!]
Finally, it was Bai Heng's turn.
In the silence, Bai Heng did not resist, but just allowed the central core to draw his blood.
But there was no pain or annoyance on that face, nor was there any unwillingness or resentment.
Indeed, at this point, there is no way to resist.
Even if he struggles to break away with all his strength, uses his old body to break free from the shackles of steel, creates a miracle, and escapes from the chair, there is no way for the blood that has been drawn out to come back.
It can be said that any resistance is meaningless.
But it just so happens that in those eyes, there is still a brilliance that is not inferior to that of natural disasters.
Bright and intense.
Like fire.
He said, "Prince Dong, save this fallen world, return mankind to glorious civilization, return to the stars, and build a kingdom in the sky... This is indeed very good, but I don't like it."
Prince Dong said indifferently: "This is the welfare of mankind as a whole, and it will not be affected by your personal likes and dislikes."
"Well, that's true."
Bai Heng nodded slowly, sighed and raised his other still movable palm, "But now that things have come to a close, I have a secret to tell you..."
As he spoke, he lifted up his white hair, showing his hair roots and scalp to everyone, letting them see the ends of the silver hair and the mottled colors.
Then, smile happily.
"—My hair is dyed."
At that moment, along with his words, a cold declaration sounded.
[Executive member Bai Nan is absent!]