Silent Crown Chapter 253: My emperor bless me

The dust-covered iron gate shook, and the black breath entangled it in a wild dance, scratching the musician's face like a blade, and sparks shot. (This book is organized and released by ())

In front of the iron gate, the burly man with black scales raised the hammer.

The deformed and enlarged bones supported his physique extremely huge, and with the sound of the strange movement, it skyrocketed to more than three meters again.

His body is draped in a tattered red robe, and the traces of various attacks can be vaguely seen, as well as the coat of arms of the eye in his heart.

In his chest, there seemed to be a distorted singing voice, as if the internal organs were singing. In that song, his exaggerated muscles arched high again.

The hammer fell, but there was no sound

All the power penetrated into that long nail, piercing it bit by bit into the heavy iron gate. With every inch of the spike deep, the dark breath on the iron gate weakens.

Six nails have been driven into the iron gate, this is the last one.

Breaking nails.

This is an alchemical item used when excavating ancient ruins. The alloy spikes are forcibly wedged into the nodes of the enchantment, blocking the flow of ether, and forcibly opening an entrance and exit in the enchantment.

"Izzy, faster."

Behind him, the gloomy chief priest Elos, who was covered in red robe, made a sound, holding a fist-sized ether ball in his hand.

On the ether sphere, the dots of silver light represent the surrounding ether fluctuations. And just in the distance, a group of wriggling darkness was approaching quickly, and the darkness was changing. No matter how he detected it, he couldn't see the real thing under the darkness.

An abyss is approaching quickly, choosing people and devouring...

Be aware that even the black knight who became the Knight of the Round Table after the fall will show their appearance on this. So, what is this evil thing?

To be honest, he doesn't want to know at all: he just wants to complete his mission before that thing arrives. Then use the divine power to leave here.

He squinted his eyes and recited the name of God silently in his heart. Suppressed faintly uneasy.

Even if he has already entered the Intervention Level under the gift of the Hundred Eyes, he is still faintly disturbed here. After all, the Shadow of Avalon is where the former King Arthur’s scepter was.

Also, why does the Royal Orchestra make the banquet hall like a fortress?

What is hiding in it?

"The door is about to open, everyone be careful..." he whispered.

Behind him, the six black musicians exuded a strong atmosphere of disaster, almost condensed into substance.

In this black zone, which is completely infiltrated by negative forces, it is their world. Just entering here makes their own power soar. Almost one step forward.

Despite the deep shock, the black air on the iron gate suddenly dissipated, and the seal was forcibly pierced by the piercing nail

Slap

The sound of bursting bubbles sounded, and the area surrounded by the seven breaking nails suddenly shattered, turning into a subway sand flowing down. Behind the iron gate, a stale air that is so thick as a liquid blows out

In an instant, the front Izzy suddenly changed color, suddenly squatted down, rolled on the spot, and almost missed the impact. The gloomy breath spread across the corridor in an instant. Soon, it disappeared without a trace.

In the corner, he struggled to get up. Seeing the gray breath spreading on the skin, he quickly took off a bottle of medicine from his waist and splashed it on the skin.

After a corrosive sound of chi chi chi chi, the decadent aura disappeared without a trace, and the thick arms and half of the chest were also corroded, leaving only the sparkling bones.

His face was distorted for a while, gritted his teeth and tightened his tattered red robe, enveloping his body with only bones left.

He was lucky and escaped the impact, but the companions behind him may not be lucky.

The chief priest Elos has been swallowed by the rotten aura. He was surrounded by gray mist, something that seemed to be the Avalon fog. It eroded his body inch by inch.

In the midst of the gloomy breath, his body is changing violently.

In a flash. From a human into a huge man-wolf, after the man-wolf was eroded away by the gray aura, the man-wolf quickly shrank and collapsed, becoming a rough and short black dwarf, and the dwarf was also corroded. He changed again and turned into half. The half-human eagle's body looks like a bird.

This time, his changes persisted for an exceptionally long time, but he still couldn't get rid of the two bodies he had lost. With difficulty, he took off a bell from his waist and shook it hard.

So, a sharp voice like an eagle came from the void, and a phantom with wings on the back of an eagle head appeared behind him, waved his hand, dispelled the rotten breath, whispered something, and disappeared without a trace.

Eros knelt on the ground, religiously recited the scriptures, and sent away the incarnation of Divine Power, before looking behind him.

Behind him, of the six black musicians, only three and a half are still alive.

The two have been shrouded in gray mist and completely turned into stone statues. One abandoned his body. At the last moment, his head was pulled out of his neck, with half of his spine stretched out, and he walked on the ground, without any lingering fear.

"Don't delay, don't miss the opportunity."

Eros coughed hoarsely, held up the ether ball, and after making sure that there was no danger inside, he took the lead through the crack.

The soft light was shining on his face, and that old face was carrying a burst of wounds, bloodshot faintly oozing out, exceptionally stern.

But when he saw everything in the banquet hall, that face couldn't help showing deep horror.

Compared with these guys, who is the worshiper of the evil **** and who is the black musician...

"What exactly did you do?"

He whispered hoarsely.

After a long time, visitors came again in the banquet hall.

Here is still brightly lit, with bright crystal lamps hanging high and not staining dust.

A magnificent, pure white wall, pillars with gold leaf, exquisite reliefs and beautiful floor tiles, soft music still lingers here.

The melody is soft and beautiful, lingering in people's ears, making people feel at ease and calm. Just appearing here, but it makes people feel hairy.

This is not a melody that should appear at the banquet, this is the No. 6 Requiem that will only appear at the funeral of Angelo’s musicians

The ether is above, and may the dead be immortal.

Their bodies are really immortal.

On the only long table, the distinguished guests were seated on both sides, dressed in meticulous dresses, and looked dignified and lifelike.

That is the leader of the thirteen orchestras that govern all the national musicians in Anglo, second only to the distortion level musicians under the saints.

In the very center, there is the head of the Royal Orchestra, the head of the Royal Orchestra, wearing a crystal crown and wearing a white coat. He sits in his seat, his face is serious, not angry or pretentious.

It's just that, here, everyone is chained to the iron chair by heavy shackles. The shackles stretched out from his joints and had been nailed deeply into the bones.

The heavy iron chair is connected to the ground to form a whole.

Where is it like a group of musicians?

It's obviously like treating a bunch of mad dogs...but, their expressions are so solemn and solemn, it's awe-inspiring.

Time seemed to last forever when they raised their glasses for a toast. They drank the fine wine in the glass while still holding the glass in their hands. Then he didn't move anymore.

Eros glanced at his companion. Someone stepped forward and carefully took their fingers and put a little dried powder in their cups and put them in the mouth.

In an instant, there was a beeping sound from the man's throat. He bent down, vomited, and vomited a pile of petrified flesh and blood. The blood and flesh fell on the ground, making noises.

"Penglai's medicine."

The man made a difficult voice: "Damn, where did they get so many Penglai medicines...many of the medicines were extinct before the end of the dark age"

In order to transform their bodies, most of the people who become black musicians have studied the chant school. Many of them are masters of pharmacy and even contributed to the chant school. They are also pioneers in the taboo transformation area.

Therefore, their knowledge of various alchemy potions is definitely higher than that of most musicians.

Everyone changed their expressions when he said that.

In the legend, Penglai’s medicine is an immortal medicine that can make people live forever, but everyone knows that this is bullshit. No one in the world can live forever, no one.

In the beginning, the alchemists and pharmacist alchemists in the East wanted to produce a potion that would make people interact with the great source.

They succeeded, the devourers gained strength, and gained sublimation in the great source.

The price is that the devourer loses his body and life, and becomes a non-golden or jade stone, immortal for thousands of years, like immortality.

There will be a moment when their minds will cross the limit of time and appear in the distant past and the distant future, seeing the stars in the sky and the demons behind them, the fire under the earth's crust and the sins hidden in the fire .

Perhaps they all merged into the great source in the end and reached the state of omniscience.

Maybe they just died.

Who knows?

No one knows...

No one knows why this group of musicians, who gathered all the strength of Anglu, were here while swallowing this potion and chose to commit suicide.

Ilos had no expression on his face and crossed the musicians on both sides~IndoMTL.com~ and finally stopped in front of the majestic group leader.

He stretched out his hand and picked up the thin paper in front of him that had decayed over the years.

The names of thirteen people are written on it, and their last words:

"Only in this body, dedicated to the great and supreme emperor, may God bless the kingdom and my emperor bless me."

A breeze blows, and the thin paper turns into powder, and the ashes disappear.

Boom boom boom

The entire banquet hall suddenly shone and shone, and the walls cracked and cracked. On the other side of the banquet hall, it seemed that something huge was hitting the wall angrily.

The burning darkness...

It's here.

We have updated a new person sketch on Weibo, and everyone can guess who it is~ The answer will be announced in the update tomorrow. If I still remember, it will be continued.