Silent Crown Chapter 249: Black area

　　 The singing came under the cold wind, and disappeared without a trace in an instant, making Ye Qingxuan's heart flutter again.

　　The buddy hanging on the tree in front of me is obviously one of the few people sent by the House. Before I came in, I must have been alive and well. It was no problem to hit more than a dozen of them, but now they are inexplicably turned into corpses, hanging on the tree like a broken doll.

　　 All the blood ran out, and into the blood path below, the corpse was as dry as firewood.

　　 Ye Qingxuan looked at the ‘wood fire’, and the ‘wood fire’ was also watching him.

　　 looked at it, and there were sticky tears in his shriveled eye sockets.

　　 "Help me, help me."

　　 His jawless lips buzzed, and he made a vague voice begging: "Help, no, kill, kill me..."

　　 is still alive?

　　 Just when he made a sound, his shriveled corpse quickly swelled up, as if there were dozens of rats walking around, biting something, rising and rising.

　　 Until the end, something swallowed his last bit of flesh and blood, and came out!

　　嘭!

　　 There was a muffled noise, and Ye Qingxuan backed away quickly, but he still felt black in front of him.

　　 Then, he felt something rushing towards him.

　　 He didn't have time to think about it, raised his palm, and the void in front of him popped out-playing multiple notes. In an instant, hundreds of notes were compressed at the same moment, forming a movement, and bursting forward.

　　 The melody overlapped and turned into a hoarse whisper, a solemn announcement:

　　"——Don’t turn the Three Realms into ashes!"

　　 The darkness was torn apart, and the violent electric light shot forward like a torrent, the high temperature swelled, and the thing that leaped over was swallowed with the corpse.

　　In a hurry, Ye Qingxuan didn't dare to keep his hands, instead of attacking with defensiveness, one shot was his strongest killer move-the Eye of Indra.

　　 After the sublimation ritual, his power has finally reached a minimum, and he no longer needs to consume blood to drive. But let's do it like this. Also feel strenuous.

　　 The Eye of Indra is the most destructive, let alone monsters, even if a Tier 3 musician who is covered with defenses and shields is now on the opposite side, it can be disabled.

　　 Soon, the moonlight in Ye Qingxuan's eyes reappeared. Peeped through the darkness.

　　 The suspended corpse fell on the ground and turned into fragments. The strange thing that jumped out of its abdominal cavity was tumbling on the ground, and it had been burnt to black.

　　 is like a child.

　　 But its limbs are slender, and its charred face looks like a beast. It twitched and rolled on the ground. The scorched body split apart, and something like dust floated out of it.

　　 The dust melted into the wind.

　　 Soon, it stopped moving, quickly petrified and collapsed, turning into a powder, and the powder quickly dissipated without a trace. Only a piece of wreckage remained, and Ye Qingxuan, who was dumbfounded.

　　 soon, he reacted, and after a moment of deep thought, he took out two coins from his pocket. He tried his best and threw it into the depths of the street.

　　 The coin rolled in the air and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

　　ding~

　　 A squeaky voice sounded, and then Ye Qingxuan could see clearly, the dust around the coin suddenly floated out of thin air, gathered in the same place, wandering like a living thing, and finally swallowed the coin.

　　 Soon, the dust disappeared without a trace. The coin has lost its sparkle and corroded into scrap iron. Without reaching out to slam it, it collapsed into a few iron sands and rolled into the darkness in the wind.

　　 Ye Qingxuan looked cold and sweaty.

　　—Sure enough. This is the "Black Zone"

　　The so-called black zone is actually a general term for the dark world on the map. It's like the safe zone that is most suitable for human living-the white zone, the unstable zone-the yellow zone, and the dangerous zone-the red zone.

　　The black zone is the dead zone.

　　 Actually, it is really a black zone. It is rare even in the dark world.

　　 In this area, the abnormal ether has changed, without any control or restraint, the entire environment has been eroded and transformed into an abnormal area without any common sense.

　　Any touch of external sound will cause unpredictable reactions and consequences.

　　 is like coughing on a snowy mountain, causing an avalanche, even worse than that. Because relative to human common sense, that is already another world.

　　 is like now...

　　According to Ye Qingxuan's guess, any external interference may cause the Shadow of Avalon to corrode and assimilate it, that is to say...integrate with it.

　　 The person who was hung up just now may be like this, drew the darkness sleeping in it, and instantly fell into a horrible state of being unable to survive.

　　 His companions didn't dare to bother him, and left him and left.

　　 Ye Qingxuan was also frightened. Fortunately, the Eye of Indra didn't force it all the time. Otherwise, the sound of thunder alone would be enough for him to drink several pots, and he would peel off if he died.

　　 I am afraid that any movement here will cause unpredictable consequences, right?

　　 It’s just that even if you don’t make a sound, you can’t say it’s absolutely safe. The flash of his hand just now has obviously attracted a lot of...ghosts who are boarding here.

　　 Crackling, crackling...

　　 In the fine cracking sound, behind the decayed wall, under the broken blue brick, something gradually emerged. The viscous and pitch-black breath permeated from it.

　　Under the bleak moonlight, they are attached to all kinds of substances and transformed into ape monsters, invisible ghosts, water monsters, etc., condensing entities, surrounding them from all directions.

　　 Scarlet eyes looked at where Ye Qingxuan was, froze for a moment, and then let out a furious hiss.

　　 because there is nothing there.

　　 Hearing the screaming noises one after another behind him, Ye Qingxuan accelerated.

　　 ran away, of course!

　　 If you don’t run, are you still waiting for these guys to rush up to fight 300 rounds like the stabbed wasps? It's already **** here, and God knows what will happen after the battle becomes a group.

　　Life is short, don't have trouble with yourself.

　　 After running far enough, Ye Qingxuan stopped, panting exhaustedly, feeling that the shadow of Avalon was too evil. He has now penetrated into the Xiacheng District, and the deeper he goes, the more sluggish the induction between himself and the ether, like a fish leaving the water, the induction becomes thinner and thinner, if there is no such thing.

　　The roots of musicians are being taken away, if they are ordinary musicians. I'm afraid it is no different from ordinary people now...

　　 "It's terrible, if you have the ability to do something worse than this, I will wear..." Ye Qingxuan muttered in a low voice, suddenly realizing something was wrong, and raised his head.

　　 on the dead tree overhead. There are pairs of red eyes looking at him. Those things had cold eyes, spread their black wings, and rose into the air.

　　 Immediately afterwards, there was a sharp croaking noise.

　　 What is more annoying than stabbing a hornet's nest?

　　——Stoke the crow's nest!

　　, in an instant, on the withered trees. Thousands of catastrophic birds flew up from the branches and surrounded Ye Qingxuan's head, like black dark clouds. The dark clouds made a sharp sound like an alarm bell ringing.

　　 The shrill sound of shattering sounded one after another. It was a monster attracted by the screams of the bird of death. Amidst the neighing waves, the darkness springs up, and the monsters drill out from the dilapidated houses and wells, blocking the surrounding water.

　　 No need to order, they rushed to the stunned Ye Qingxuan.

　　 That moment. The teenager laughed instead of anger.

　　 "You thought it was going to fix me, didn't you?!"

　　 He gritted his teeth, raised his cane, and followed my left and right hands in a slow motion...

　　 Boom! ! ! !

　　 The deep and magnificent horn suddenly burst, and the ether fluctuated, and it quickly converged towards Ye Qingxuan--in this damned environment, he was still able to mobilize the ether!

　　 What if there is no induction?

　　 He didn't play music by induction!

　　 From the very beginning, he never relied on the aid of the external environment-the interpretation method, which was originally the theory of music formed by Abraham combined with his pioneering experience in the dark world. In the application of this link, he has no influence on any environment. The adaptability is the strongest.

　　 Whether it is a black zone or a white zone. As long as the essence of Ether has not changed, he can once again use interpretation to infer a new way of playing and maintain the most basic combat effectiveness.

　　 Ye Qingxuan’s rote formulas, more than 500 records per note in the classical period, and the total number of classics that few people can sort out so far. Finally it worked.

　　 now, it's...

　　——The Night of the Barren Mountain!

　　 The high-pitched horn suddenly burst, followed by a tempest-like melody. The melody resembled a demon singing in the fire, and countless witches and followers of the evil **** sang and danced by the campfire because the dawn was approaching. With a dead end madness.

　　 In an instant, all the ghosts’ shadows stopped in the air, unable to move.

　　Invisible ropes stretch out from the void, binding them layer by layer.

　　 Immediately afterwards, the sound of the horn burst out of thin air again, bringing with it the vastness of the sun, condensing a true and true light.

　　 This is the shadow of Avalon. There is no sun here, but at this moment, in the dark lower city, a hot light suddenly shines.

　　 That's firelight.

　　 The fiery light on the torture rack.

　　 collapse! collapse! collapse! collapse! collapse! collapse! collapse!

　　 Black cast iron crosses rose from the ground like a forest. They had been burned to crimson, with blue-purple flames. The invisible force pulled the demons over and crucified one by one, causing them to scream.

　　 among the limbs, the nose and the nose, and the facial features, flames gushing out!

　　 The flame dispelled the darkness, and even the lower city of Avalon's Shadow fell into silence in an instant. At this moment, there is only the fire of punishment and the sound of the horn of sanction.

　　In just half a minute, all the demons burned to ashes, and the dark breath was permanently purified and disappeared without a trace. The crows in mid-air also fell one after another, fell into the embers, and were burned to death.

　　 This is the signature movement of the Inquisition in the past, the "Night of the Barren Mountain" that made countless demons tremble!

　　 Immediately afterwards, Ye Qingxuan's eyes went black and his legs were soft.

　　 a little collapsed.

　　 launched such a wide range of purification movements against hundreds of monsters in an instant. Although there is a bonus for the night of the barren mountain, Ye Qingxuan is just a little bit of a third-order musician, and there is Lola. He couldn't help but collapse a little with his assistance.

　　 He leaned against the wall, panting, stared fiercely at the shadow of the distant city, and made an unfavorable gesture!

　　 "If you have the ability, you will suffer a little... Fuck, brother, I was wrong! Don't be like this!"

　　 hadn't finished speaking, there was a roar in the distance, and frantic coercion erupted out of thin air. Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but want to slap himself, this **** crow's mouth!

　　 But the frantic coercion became stronger and stronger, and his whole bones were crushed.

　　 Across a long distance, he could feel a pair of dead eyes locked on him, and then, the war horse neighed!

　　 What do you say in that sentence... the young ones came, and the old ones came.

　　 He secretly groaned in his heart, he had known that he would not choose such a powerful trick, but unfortunately, he really has no other alternative, and there is no regret medicine in the world to take.

　　 Then, the wall at the end of the street shattered.

　　 The blue bricks shattered under the hammer of the iron hoof, and the stone dust flew up, ignited by the cold flame on the horseshoe, and turned into flying sparks. The flurry of sparks illuminates the black giant horse.

　　The giant horse with its head severed, surrounded by black energy, condensed into various phantoms of ferocious heads, and roared. Wherever they went, all the demons were forced to the ground by the violent pressure, and their bones were shattered.

　　 is just a mount, already so powerful.

　　 On top of the horse, the knight was covered in heavy armor, only pressing the long sword. In the darkness under the visor, there was a pair of dead pupils with killing intent in them.

　　"……"

　　 At that moment, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but cursed an swear word.

　　 That armor, Ye Qingxuan clearly recognizes-anyone who has read Anglo's historical illustrations should remember it-that is the warrior with outstanding military achievements under King Arthur in the past~ IndoMTL.com~ Killing endless monsters The knight of the Round Table who was remembered for his loyalty and bravery by opening up the country, and finally beheaded by King Arthur himself!

　　"——Parcival!"

　　 He gritted his teeth, only feeling that his body was being pushed by the invisible force, and banged against the wall behind him with a bang, pressed into the wall firmly, unable to move.

　　 is just gaze, just gaze!

　　The horse neighs.

　　 Parcival is driving a giant horse without a head, as if driving a tide of darkness, stepping on thunder, and rushing. Amidst the rushing speed, the long sword around his waist was unsheathed sharply, the blade trembling, and a sharp lingering sound.

　　 was just the remaining sound, and cut off Ye Qingxuan's still brewing movement-there was no way to fight back!

　　 At that moment, Ye Qingxuan closed his eyes and yelled in his heart: Lola, if you watch the excitement, I will die!

　　 No one responded.

　　 He was stunned, and looked up to see the dim moonlight: I don't know when, he has gone too deep.

　　 "That's the end?"

　　 In an instant, Parcival's steel visor was close at hand, and the sword blade was reflected in those dead eyes. The blade was lifted in his hand, cutting the moonlight in the sky.

　　 immediately after...

　　 slash!

　　The moonlight shattered, and the boy's head flew high.

　　 die without staring at me. (To be continued.)