Silent Crown Chapter 322: Get out of trouble?
Late night, under the same heavy rain.
Around the Auschwitz gathering area, the gray walls are towering high, covered by dark clouds. Between the sky and the earth, there is darkness without stars and moonlight.
Only the rain is pouring.
Through the slightly opened gate, you can see countless rain falling from the sky, as well as the dim lights in the gathering area.
The city gate is tens of meters high, like the whole body is made of steel. After years of wind and rain, it has been covered with rust, has lost repairs, and has long been difficult to push.
Can only barely open a gap of more than two meters wide for people to enter and exit.
In the rain, the light is dim.
The dim light illuminates the figures standing at the doorways.
Their outfits are different, as if from all over the world. The only thing in common is the etheric fluctuations almost condensed into the body, and there is out-and-out hostility.
Even if each other had stopped fighting, when they were barely standing together, the fighting spirit that sparked when each other's eyes crossed.
It is foreseeable that even if one person moves slightly, then everyone will fight without hesitation in the next moment.
It's just that now, everyone is maintaining the most basic restraint, and they haven't suddenly turned their faces.
To be precise, they are all participants in this Auschwitz trial.
The strongest among the musicians who can successfully reach Auschwitz alive.
Others, seem to die to death, retreat, and flee.
Those who can stay here are the young elites from universities all over the world. Geniuses all represent the dignity and pride of the school itself. Forget about the musicians who have already achieved fame and merit, the people who come here after twenty years will be the mainstay of the next generation of musicians.
What they represent is the future of each school.
Because of this, they will try to restrain themselves before the trial begins, and even to some extent... ‘join together’ to save some trouble for future trials.
According to the original words of the proposer "Colt Flagg":
——It’s not easy for everyone to come here all the way. Why add new opponents?
Many of the popular candidates for this trial were moved by him and came here. In order to do so, before the final deadline for participating in the trial. Exclude all variables as much as possible outside Auschwitz.
In short, it is to let the unqualified latecomers retreat.
Participants include representative musicians from the Rock and Iron Academy, and "Colt Flagg" of the Enlightenment School. The chanter "Paul Bunyan" from the overseas islands, the Hauser brothers from Burgundy, the famous Arianna of the psychology school, and Rebecca, the representative of the voodoo land of the illusion school, etc. .
When most people see this lineup, they may turn around and leave if they are wiser. If you don't leave, it doesn't really matter, but you will be invited to discuss it amicably before entering Auschwitz.
Anyway, after entering Auschwitz, it is forbidden for musicians to fight privately. So, before entering, wouldn’t it be good to decide the winner?
Of course. There is still some sense of measure.
Click to the end, it will not hurt your life like a raid in the wilderness.
"After all, everything is under the supervision of the holy city."
Someone in the team raised their heads and looked at the clouds in the sky with a smile.
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In the dark clouds, thunder and lightning flashed, and heavy rain poured down.
Occasionally, a flash of lightning straddles, but it illuminates several figures flying in the sky.
They have different postures, and they seem to come from different places. The same is that powerful etheric fluctuations radiate from everyone, which faintly distorts the physical world and changes its rules. Transformed into the realm of ether.
Scepter.
The people standing here are all scepter-level!
In this solemn atmosphere, someone suddenly sneezed, took a handkerchief out of his pocket in embarrassment, and washed his nose.
"Sorry, this place is too cold. I knew I should wear thicker ones."
Speaking, he looked down at the gathering area under his feet: "It's almost eleven o'clock. Isn't it over yet? These bear kids don't know how to sleep, so what are their nerves in the middle of the night?
Are you going to open a **PATTY? "
Someone stared at him coldly:
"Twelve o'clock is the final deadline. After twelve o'clock tonight, no other musicians will be allowed to enter the Auschwitz trial."
"Yes, yes, I understand. You have worked hard."
The guy who once appeared in Maxwell's office washed his nose and whispered: "It's so sad, I just messed it up!
I was sent to this ghost place to be a nanny for shelter from the limelight—Look at this group of bear kids, one of them is more difficult to deal with, and the ones at night are still troublesome for us.
Let them go, how about we go back to sleep? "
There was silence, and no one paid any attention to him.
Among several figures, a man in oriental attire turned his head and smiled and comforted: "If the sky will come to a great place to serve the people, he must first suffer from his will, sir, why be patient and wait?
After all, your Angelu representative hasn't come yet. "
"Mr. Hu, you mean that white-haired kid?"
The mysterious man put the handkerchief in his pocket and sighed regretfully: "It hasn't arrived yet, maybe it's dead on the road."
"I am very optimistic about him." Mr. Hu smiled.
"What about the children in your family? It will be sad to hear you."
Mr. Hu still smiled: "Anyway, the Imperial College asked me to lead the team to Auschwitz, and it's just those little guys who have increased their knowledge. Let's just watch the excitement."
Among several figures, someone glanced at him and shook his head coldly: "Discreet."
Mr. Hu just smiled, but instead sang his throat: "I was originally from Wollongong..."
"..."
Unspeakably embarrassed, everyone looked away and pretended not to hear.
In the long silence, someone suddenly raised his eyes:
"—Someone is coming."
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"Someone is coming!"
In the heavy rain, Colt Flagg suddenly raised his eyes. The mark he had buried at the end of the road was triggered, and he sensed that someone was coming by horse and broke through the rainstorm.
Behind him, a huge whale ghost loomed. The violent storm couldn't stop it, but became its assistant, making him roar like flying.
The terrifyingly large phantom wandered between the sea and the sky, sending out a long and heavy whale song. The whale song shattered the rain curtain, calling the world as an ocean.
I noticed the faint hostility coming from the direction of the city gate. The musician on horseback sneered, but speeded up. The whale sang loudly, making a rolling echo.
"Summoning School?"
Colt distinguished the animality in it: "It seems to be very accomplished."
"It looks scary."
There was a hoarse voice saying: "The animal nature is not as long as it is big. The limit of the animal nature is swollen to such a ridiculous level regardless of the limit. It can only be said that...the appearance is nothing."
The last person in the talking crowd is like twins. Two people are side by side. One of them speaks and the other makes no sound from beginning to end.
That's a musician from Burgundy. Brother Hauser, it's his brother Torre.
He lowered his head and said something to his brother Casper beside him. Casper nodded. Under the hood of the heavy poncho, his lips opened and he took a deep breath and whizzed wildly.
Above the sky, thunder bursts.
Boom!
The giant whale wailed for a while. The rain is falling all over the sky. The giant whale fell apart and burst apart. The musician on horseback was lifted by a sudden burst of backlash, rolled off the horse, and rolled in the mud.
In the end, blood gushed from the facial features, convulsing, almost unable to get up.
——Heart sounds are chaotic.
In the mud, the musician struggled until he was exhausted and couldn't move. Trying to raise his head, he saw the traveler gradually approaching not far away.
Someone is here again.
Seeing the miserable condition of the musician, the traveler who had just arrived was stunned and raised his head to look at the city gate. Thousands of meters apart. He sensed the kind of hostility, and then...
Then, got excited!
He took a step forward.
Boom!
The earth-shaking noise burst from under his feet.
The man was advancing, puffing up his heart, and awakening his musical instrument, so...the earth shook the mountain!
"'Copper Mountain'?"
Among the musicians at the door. Many people recognized this instrument, and their expressions changed: "This level of the relic of the Holy Spirit, someone can get its approval?"
The roar of the earth's shaking and the shaking of the mountains approached, and the massive ether rubbed against each other, bursting out electric lights, almost evaporating the rainwater, and also blurred the figure.
Every step that the figure steps out, it is like a collision between a copper mountain and an iron drum, and a roaring echo is deafening.
But such a huge amount of ether and frantic changes, but they are rigidly constrained in the ‘formula’, venting their anger in a predetermined way, without breaking free.
It is hard to imagine that such a huge force can be controlled by one person.
"Interesting."
In front of the door, a musician of changing factions raised his head, his palm suddenly fell, and a roar burst from between the five fingers. The magnificent and turbulent melody suddenly rises, and the sounds of the shaking mountains in the air collide together.
The rain curtain was turbulent, and the massive rainwater vaporized and evaporated. But after the collision, the footsteps of the earth moving and the mountains were still moving forward. But the challenger in front of the door changed his expression and staggered back.
He violently fucked, but he coughed up bloodshot eyes.
His face is pale.
A round is not counted~IndoMTL.com~ In the temptation of the air, he was completely defeated!
Everyone's discoloration changed.
"There is no trace of the power of the Holy Spirit."
Colt Flagg's voice was hoarse: "Unexpectedly, the one who came here turned out to be a strong man who can break through the barriers of knowledge and vision by his own will and has been approved by the Holy Spirit's will."
"Someone finally came to challenge me!"
Amid the gradual roar, the visitor looked excited, his slightly dark skin, his eyes gleamed: "Is anyone going to fight? Come on..."
"Samuel?"
Colt was taken aback, his eyes darkened: "Why is this your hammer...Aren't you still cultivating in the lava dungeon?"
How come this guy is here?
Colt felt a toothache. (To be continued.)