Silent Crown Chapter 345: Under the body
The shocking etheric fluctuation burst out suddenly.
Among the two sacrifices, one played the war drum, and the drum sound was desolate. In that desolate drum, the quagmire boiled for a while, and six huge heads slowly rose from the quagmire.
The six-headed giant snake is more than ten meters high, and its scales are dark green, exuding a frosty chill, and it suddenly rushes in the direction of Samuel.
Then another musician blew the horn. The sound of the horn was deafening, as if it contained the condensed fighting spirit and the will to kill. With the help of the horn sound, the speed and strength of the mud puppet warriors immediately improved again, and they rushed into the camp of the musicians frantically.
At the same time, the sound of the horns that envelops the music theory constantly erodes the musicians' fighting will, magnifying the fear and trembling hundreds of times, making them feel at a loss and confusion.
It was just a momentary staggering, and there were more than a dozen people being chopped to pieces by the soldiers of the legion, and there were no bones left.
No one thought that in the Mud Puppet Army, there were even musicians who accompanied the army, and they were all of this type who was good at large-scale assistance. As one ebb and flow, the body of the saint once again gained an advantage.
It held the scepter high, the cracked scepter radiating brilliantly. In the suppression of the scepter domain and the impact of mutual music theory, the annihilation that only knows how to swallow it has shrunk to one-half of the original, and the music theory structure gradually collapses, I am afraid it will not last long.
On the other hand, its head is chewing on gold, singing hoarsely, and its dark eyes are constantly bursting with thunder and lightning, jumping in the crowd. That blazing blazing light, every flicker will completely evaporate an enemy.
And that Leiguang seems to have a special sense, specifically targeting those musicians who are judged to have special threats. Within a few seconds, six musicians were engulfed by Lei Guang one after another.
Only two people survived by fluke. One of them flickered like bubbles, died and lived unscathed, obviously with a special self-defense movement.
The other person was a bit more tragic, and the whole person crawled out of the charred body like a molting skin, **** and bloody. Soon, under the treatment of chanting music, he recovered intact.
The two men are obviously well-known, and there are a lot of life-saving treasures in their hands, and the musical instruments are not ordinary. No longer hide your strength, and do your best. He withstood the tremendous pressure abruptly and saved many people.
In the hands of the saint's body, the head slowly twisted, locking the two figures, thunder brewing in the eye hole. ready. But at this moment, a bright light flew from the diagonal.
Slap!
An electric chain spanning hundreds of meters was drawn on the face of the head, and the high temperature enough to turn ordinary people into ashes did not even damage the head at all.
For it, this level of lightning is not so much an attack as it is a humiliation. It was like taking advantage of his negligence, someone rushed up and slapped his hand loudly.
The thunder-shrouded eye suddenly lifted, staring into the distance, firmly locking a figure in the crowd.
There. The teenager with a cane waved his head excitedly, meaning:
"—Hey, look here!"
At that moment, the lead of moonlight stretched out from the wound on his fingertips, thousands of strands came with the wind, and the moonlight between illusion and reality was gently wrapped around the remains of the saint.
Immediately afterwards, the meaning of the invisible river emerged from Ye Qingxuan's heart, followed the moonlight, and howled, invading the body's consciousness all pervasively.
If it still has the ‘consciousness’ thing.
Speaking logically. Even if he is a miraculous saint, after death, it is impossible to continue to retain consciousness in the body. At most, the consciousness rests on the ether. Ascended to the Holy Spirit and sent to the holy city for worship.
The corpses of ordinary people may rot and weather in two or three years, but the remains of the saints are different, because they have undergone the transformation of the chapter of fate and can last for thousands of years. There is also the power of the saint hidden in it, which is a rare treasure. For example, Ye Qingxuan's Eye of Indra.
Moreover, this complete body of the saint was obviously transformed by the alchemist and connected to the music theory matrix of the entire underground palace, and could even awaken the fallen scepter.
Therefore, Ye Qingxuan suspected: There must be something left in this body!
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In an instant, Ye Qingxuan felt that he plunged into the radiant light.
The endless brilliant light swallowed his perception and almost burned him to death-like suddenly, in the scorching sun, all conspiracies were sneaky in the light.
——The chapter of fate!
Ye Qingxuan only felt the darkness in front of him, and almost instantly evaporated. Fortunately, the existence of the "Invisible River" is extremely small, somewhere between existence and nonexistence, and it has not been burned out in an instant.
He didn't expect that the spirituality of the ‘Fateful Chapter’ is flooded in this remains at this moment. The movement that extols the greatness and splendor of the Romulus Empire, its spirituality is like the scorching sun, majestic and domineering, shining everywhere.
What surprised him even more was that the group of Romulus actually engraved the saint’s fateful chapter on the saint’s body, and made his body into a puppet through alchemy.
This explains why a dead person can have the scepter of a musician and the calling domain. It is originally an extremely powerful alchemy equipment!
It's just made from the remains of the saint.
Musicians often say: A good movement has a soul, and spirituality is the soul of the movement. But substituting the soul of the movement for the soul of a person...it would be too hell.
Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but want to vomit blood: What kind of evil research did those Romulus people have done! Didn’t it mean to respect the deceased, enter the land for safety, and enshrine the family fire and the spirit of the ancestors!
Don't talk about the consciousness of the saint now, but the incomplete afterglow of the chapter of fate is about to exceed his limit!
He shook the invisible river that had shrunk to the extreme, reducing the speed at which his consciousness evaporates, only feeling a moment of dimness in front of him. Soon, in the river between existence and non-existence, there was a soft moonlight shining...
"Since it is a movement, it can be'interpreted', right?"
In an instant, he controlled the moonlight into the scorching sun-like brilliance, and began to fully interpret the music theory in the chapter of fate. Soon, two lines of nosebleeds flowed out of his nostrils, and the intense consumption made him feel overdrawn.
He ignored the others, took out a bottle of potion from his arms and poured it down, maintaining the connection between himself and the body of the saint.
His research on the mentality school is not as profound as forbidden. He wants to interpret the movement in the consciousness of others, and the difficulty directly rises several levels. I can only go all out, even without time to pay attention to things outside of my body.
Although Ye Qingxuan was not aware of Ye Qingxuan’s threat to him, the saint’s remains could clearly feel the connection between each other. This action involving the integrity of his musical theory structure was clearly set as a cautionary matter. Soon, its head locked Ye Qingxuan again, and a hot thunder light burst into its eyes, and in an instant, it rushed toward his face.
At the last moment, a white lion jumped out from beside Ye Qingxuan, swallowing thunder and lightning, and the iron-like body was also burned to crimson, almost melted.
Behind the steel white lion, Barlow wiped cold sweat and looked at Ye Qingxuan: "Are you in a daze in this place? Don't die!"
"Don't worry about so much, help me block!"
Ye Qingxuan couldn't even care about the nosebleed, just gritted his teeth, clenched the Nine Heavens Ring Pei, and devoted himself to the interpretation of the chapter of fate.
"—It's ready immediately!"
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Immediately?
No one knows how long it will take immediately. In the change of thinking and consciousness, the ‘instant’ has become so long.
Ye Qingxuan turned his consciousness into moonlight, blended into the spirituality of the movement, and tried his best to interpret its structure, but when he realized what kind of behemoth it was, he felt his own insignificance.
Although I don’t know what the original name of this pastoral chapter of destiny is, there is no doubt that it involves at least the four schools of music theory of change, chant, summoning, and forbidden.
The theory of music intertwined with countless notes is transformed into a giant like a scorching sun.
Although it has been gradually dimmed and incomplete in the passage of time, it still does not belong to the range that Ye Qingxuan can solve. I have done my best just by observing.
Compared with the huge music theory system in the Chapter of Fate, Ye Qingxuan now can't even count as dust, let alone throw a thousand catties in fours and twos, and take advantage of his strength.
In the dark space of consciousness, the spirituality of that movement hangs high like a sun wheel, shining endlessly, just like the glory and greatness of Romulus.
With the change of the scepter boundary, the scorching sun revolves, transforming layers of flames, music theory intertwined and friction, bursting out magnificent movements. Although it was unable to operate at full capacity due to its incompleteness, it still firmly suppressed the counterattack of the musicians and maintained the integrity of the realm.
Wait...
In an instant, a ridiculous thought flashed in Ye Qingxuan's mind. Soon, he made up his mind, and his five fingers slowly closed as if he had gripped an invisible object.
Crash!
A low and faint chime spreads~IndoMTL.com~The long and long chime is hidden in a chaos, fleeting.
In Ye Qingxuan's eyes, the moon is shining!
——Xiaoyuan, turn it on!
It was like breaking free from the shackles of the body in an instant and gaining unparalleled freedom. Ye Qingxuan felt that he was closer and closer to the ether than ever before, and his strength was skyrocketing endlessly.
It was the first time that he experienced the power of resonance in the red zone, but he didn't expect that it could skyrocket to this level...In it, Xiaoyuan also played a role in fueling the flames.
The higher the density of the ether, the stronger its power and increase it can provide.
Although only a short fifteen minutes, it is enough.
In the consciousness space, Ye Qingxuan smiled and turned into moonlight, and the moths plunged into the scorching sun like a fire! (To be continued.)