Silent Crown Chapter 316: Want to die? not that simple!
Go on the road again, without any surprises and dangers, passing the red zone peacefully.
Late night, under a lone lamp in the bottom warehouse.
Simon, who had been hungry for most of the day, gobbled up the dinner provided by Ye Qingxuan, regardless of whether there was poison in it.
Ye Qingxuan sat opposite him with his legs up, looking at him squintly:
"Talk to me, why did you attack me?"
"...You really don't know anything." Simon finished eating, wiped his mouth, and asked slowly: "Is there something wrong with you that throws you in? It's not right, this Opportunities are so precious, no one will waste your body... Uh!"
Ye Qingxuan retracted his palm, stopped the pain cues, and said lightly:
"I ask, you answer."
"Auschwitz."
Simon answered honestly: "Auschwitz's Trial."
"What is that?" Ye Qingxuan frowned: "What does this have to do with your attack on me?"
"I attacked you? Hey, I am afraid that after you go ashore, I will not be the only one attacking you."
Simon shook his head: "Let me start from the beginning, King of Yellow, do you know?"
The King of Yellow Mozart, a talented musician who gained fame ten years ago, went from a rural teenager to the strongest in the entire world and one of the noble musicians in just 13 years. King, on par with the strongest musicians Bach and His Majesty the Pope.
If there is a protagonist template in this world, there is no doubt that it is the King of Yellow.
Unfortunately, five years ago...The Yellow King disappeared.
The world has evaporated.
One of the three dignified kings, just disappeared into this world inexplicably. No one is born, no corpse is seen in death.
Just a few days ago, someone discovered an ancient ruin in Auschwitz, which contains many precious technologies. According to analysis, it may be the first king of the Romulus, the Holy Spirit Aeneas. The leftover'base of the scepter'.
It's like Avalon and "Heaven Coming".
It's just that this ruin has been occupied by the remnants of Romulus.
Obviously, they are re-establishing the gathering area here. It came to run to this ruin.
They received technology and assistance from the chain saw monks to rebuild their homes and resist the entry of outsiders...
"But unfortunately."
Simon Tanshou: "A few days ago, according to the investigation of the Holy City. It was found that the King of Yellow appeared last time before he disappeared.
In order to discover the secrets of the disappearance of the King of Yellow and the ancient movements and techniques in the ruins, all parties sent a lot of manpower into it, but they were resisted and expelled by the Romulus.
However, under the constraints of each other. Everyone kept restraint tacitly, and no large-scale dispute broke out—until the pope issued the decree, the situation was still very peaceful, and the resolution was only a matter of time. "
"Order?"
Ye Qingxuan felt something wrong: "What order?"
"To the effect that the Yellow King is one of the three kings, it involves the dignity and safety of the entire human world. Those who can crack the ruins and find the Yellow King orientation will be rewarded and praised by the Holy City.
The prize is the permanent blessing of the Fifth Concerto. "
In an instant, Ye Qingxuan was killed by thunder.
"The Fifth Concerto? Which Fifth Concerto?"
"Which one else?"
Simon glanced at him, mockingly: "Of course it is the one called the'Emperor'"
The King of Kings, the Emperor in the Concerto-"The Fifth Concerto"!
Its power is not manifested above the material. It is engraved in the ether.
The kings are kings in the material realm, so the realm is the realm of musicians.
Those who get its blessing will get their own ‘feud’ in the etheric realm! Once you enter the scepter level, you can combine the chapter of fate to build a scepter that is unparalleled in the world.
"What does this mean, do you understand?"
Simon gritted his teeth: "With such great authority, as long as you enter the scepter level, you have a chance to be one of the next three kings! Maybe after the fall of the blue king of this generation, he can inherit the'throne' , Become the new king of musicians!"
Silence. The long silence.
Ye Qingxuan turned his head blankly and looked in the direction of Avalon.
After a long time, he jumped up from his chair and yelled: "Maxwell. I X your family! You bastard, old **** bastard. You don't want to see me to make this **** bastard. Give me work!
I have done meritorious service to Anglo, I have shed blood for Avalon! So I went to grab this stuff from musicians all over the world? You might as well hang me on the door of the traitor faster! I'm going to you..."
No one responded.
Simon was frightened by Ye Qingxuan's violent anger, and stayed in a daze.
After a long time, Ye Qingxuan finished venting. I sat back on the chair, looked at him with red eyes, and patted the table suddenly:
"——Then what does this have to do with your attack on me?!"
Looking at Ye Qingxuan's eyes that are so red that he wants to eat people, Simon said as if pouring beans in a bamboo tube:
"In order to avoid causing disputes among nations and arousing conflicts. The Holy City directly regarded this mission as a trial for a new generation of musicians, limited to musicians under the age of 30 who have not yet obtained the title of Holy City.
At present, many masters from various countries have rushed to Auschwitz, but they have not entered it. Instead, they have established base areas around and let their younger generations seek clues.
Although the struggle this time is limited to the younger generation of musicians, the intensity of competition is still fierce. Therefore, everyone reached a consensus to eliminate possible competitors before entering Auschwitz. "
Speaking of this, Simon glanced at Ye Qingxuan quietly: "Many people think that this time the Royal School of Anglo is one of the most powerful opponents.
But no one thought that the representative of the royal school sent to fight was not the royal musician Gavin, but you..."
"So look, I became the number one soft persimmon that day, right?"
Ye Qingxuan suddenly realized that he couldn't help but sneered: "That old **** Maxwell must have quietly spread my information, right? Tell me, what have you all heard!"
"The disciple of the most well-known ancient scholar in modern times, Master Abraham, a musician of the school of enlightenment, a genius in ancient history and interpretation, but the admission time is only more than half a year... In all the candidates' materials, you are the weakest Of.
From the moment you leave Avalon, your whereabouts have fallen into everyone's eyes. "
Speaking of this, Simon's expression also became sad and indignant, and his face was weeping: "Sure enough, what the teacher said is right, you guys from Anglo have not a word of truth in your mouth!
Where is the school of revelation?
Look at where you look like an apocalyptic musician except for that piece of equipment? ! He looks more like a phantom musician than I am, and he has also studied mentality. Wearing these two layers of skin is not enough, you actually majored in the School of Forbidden...You, you, you are actually the representatives of the Silent Organization, right! "
Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but sneer: "I wanted to come and kill me, but I solved it. Do you still feel innocent?"
"I didn't expect to kill you, really."
Simon looked innocent, swearing to the world: "You are the most proficient in exploration and interpretation of all the candidates. I just want to hold him back. You ask you to help me explore the ruins. From beginning to end. Have never used lethal illusion..."
"As a result, I didn't expect to capsize the boat in this gutter, right?" Ye Qingxuan said lightly.
"...Now, I lost anyway."
Simon raised his head and closed his eyes, craned his neck: "It's life or death, please have a good time!"
There was silence, and no one responded.
He opened his eyes cautiously and looked at Ye Qingxuan, but saw that Ye Qingxuan was looking at himself, pinching his chin, as if thinking about something, and suddenly laughed strangely.
"Do you want to die? It's not that simple."
He got up with a hairy smile: "Without you, who can I ask for a favor."
"You, you...what are you going to do!" Simon panicked, trying to back up, but was forced into the corner, unable to move.
"Don't be afraid, it will hurt a little at first."
Ye Qingxuan activated the'Ren Du', and he pressed Simon to the ground and pointed to the ceiling above his head: "Relax a little. When you finish counting the stains on it, it will be over."
Simon suddenly despaired: "No!!!"
The chilling screams spread from the bottom bin and lasted for half an hour. The surrounding crew members were cold from hearing, and they dared not approach. They watched from a distance and whispered.
Until an hour later, Ye Qingxuan pushed out the door, tidyed up his collar, took out his handkerchief slowly, and wiped the sweat from his forehead, as if he had eaten dry and wiped his forehead, smiling in the dim light. Unbelievable weird
Behind him, there was silence in the cabin.
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In pain, the young man woke up from his drowsiness, feeling pain all over his body and thirsty throat.
"What's wrong with me?"
On the broken lifeboat, he got up with difficulty, rubbed his face, trying to clear his thoughts: "I remember... I was attacked by a phantom? But, who am I... Who am I? How could I be here... …"
"Master, you finally woke up."
At the stern, the withered old man raised his head with a hoarse voice like iron scraping~IndoMTL.com~ This old man wears a huge headscarf and smells of curry all over, looking like a Tianzhu.
A sword pierced his chest, nailing him to the boat, unable to move. It seems to be dead soon.
The young man was stunned.
"You...who are you?"
"I am San, Master." The old Tianzhu man showed a sad expression: "I am your servant San, did you have another illness?"
"Sick?" The young man was stunned: "What disease? You are my servant, then do you know who I am?"
"Your name is Ye Qingxuan, Master!"
That day, Zhu Ren grabbed his hand and made a hoarse voice: "You lift up your sleeves and have a look."
The young man was taken aback for a moment, lowered his head and rolled up his sleeves, only to see the tiny tiny print on his wrist:
【——Your name is Ye Qingxuan. 】(To be continued.)