Silent Crown Chapter 372: Faust
In the sky, the river of burning souls came and poured into the flames. ?
They transmit the last flame and heat to each other, gathering light and power in the sacred flame, and finally, the embers that have turned into gray are falling down, like a blizzard.
Those souls were completely burned out. As a price, what was exchanged was the magnificent sacred fire!
The flame condensed by the memories, lives and souls of countless Romulus people!
"——Elsa!"
Ye Qingxuan stood up from the ground under the terrible pressure, looked up at this girl who had become so strange, vaguely understood something, but couldn't believe it.
"Are you in my voice!"
he yelled: "Answer me!"
A drop of rain fell from the sky.
fell on his face.
Those are tears.
In the flames, those hollow eyes finally lit up.
She curled up in pain, enduring the pain of the sacred flame burning her body, looking at Ye Qingxuan, her eyes were blank and painful.
"Don't be afraid, I will come right now..."
Ye Qingxuan hurried forward from the ruins, his feet sinking deeply into the gray dust, like trekking in the cold snow.
"——Don’t come here!"
Elsa whispered softly, but the sound was like a roar, and the frantic pressure burst him up and blew him away. Ye Qingxuan stubbornly picked at the crack in the broken wall, looked up, and looked up at the girl in the sky.
She hugged her head, struggling in pain.
"This is...she...no, I am...I am..."
She whispered incoherently, but her voice stopped abruptly.
just stared blankly at the crack in his chest, and the non-human flame in the crack.
"—what am I?"
Ye Qingxuan opened his mouth to speak, but a torrent of flames fell from the sky.
The flame engulfed her.
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At that moment, everyone saw it.
The bright and magnificent sacred fire rose into the sky.
concealed the glory of the country that day, and also covered the abyssal soil, even... extracting the power of both sides, swallowing the huge torrent of ether!
"What is it!"
in the dark sky of tremor. Crowley frowned, the piano sounded sternly, and darkness rose into the sky, turning into a giant hand. The claw turned towards the flame.
But then, the giant hand's movement suddenly stagnated and was frozen in mid-air.
Because in the sacred flame, a pocket watch engraved with the double snake emblem soared from nowhere, and a deep and distant groan:
"Stop it. Time."
It said:
"——You are all magnificent just because you compare with anyone."
is like a key being inserted into a lock cylinder.
At that moment, in the sky, on the ground, among the ruined walls, countless alchemy matrices were awakened. They were absorbing the power from the sacred fire and suddenly activated.
It seems that time has stopped here suddenly, because the flame is so beautiful.
All external music theory is forcibly frozen in this piece of sky, and all changes are forcibly frozen. Even Mote couldn't escape its shackles.
This is the product of the combination of the School of Change and the School of Forbidden, the culmination of "Faust"!
So everything was frozen suddenly.
Only mid-air remained, and the holy fire formed by the gathering of countless family fires was burning vigorously.
In the shining light, one after another phantoms emerged from the sky. They were the last traces of souls and ages that have long since passed away.
Amidst the call of the holy fire, the rift between the material world and the ether world suddenly fluctuated.
Above the earth, the huge shadow becomes thicker.
And in the midst of the roaring melody, the fissure suddenly bulged, swelled... and then. A huge earthquake in the world, a huge city ‘falls’ from the etheric realm, passed through the nine layers of the etheric sea, and emerged from the physical realm!
It is like a city that has been sleeping for thousands of years. There are magnificent carvings and towering minarets all over, exuding a sharp and unassuming beauty. Just above the city, is engraved with a huge twin snake entangled horror coat of arms.
The sacred flame slowly descended on the altar in the city, shining brightly.
In a horrified silence, the sharp-edged city hung high between the sky and the earth, casting a terrifying shadow that covered the entire Auschwitz.
The whole world is suffocated!
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"It turns out... so... so it turns out!"
That moment. Among the ruins, Colt finally realized, gritted his teeth and whispered: "The Romulus people tried their best to extract the power of the heaven and the abyss, create a scepter, and turn people into natural disasters... …Become a god! The guy Caligula, it’s just..."
What is it?
daring? Still bold?
He has no time to think about it.
He has been stunned by everything he sees before him.
From the earth to the sky, everything is covered by the light of the alchemy matrix, everything is connected into a whole, and those who step into it are the variables in the'formula'. No matter how you struggle and resist, It's all meaningless.
Because of the result on the other side of the equation, it has already been doomed.
Is there anyone in this world who can complete an alchemy matrix on such a terrifying scale! And hide it under everyone’s eyelids...
What kind of monsters did the Romulus people find!
Colt was swallowed by the chill.
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"Yes, I did it."
In the hall of the saints, Hermes nodded: “I set up the alchemy matrix in Auschwitz, and I moved the sacred flame they have inherited to Elsa’s body. It was me who arranged it. I found the King of Yellow for them because of the matrix that attracted the shadow sunflowers... Finally, I handed over that city to them."
"Why? Hermes."
In mid-air, the gentle voice asked: "We all know what that city means to you. That's your source, and you give them your own, then you won't be able to sustain it.
——This is suicide. "
"It's very simple, Nibelungen."
Hermes smoked a pipe and suddenly laughed softly: "Have you ever thought about being a real person? Not a monster or a god, really being a living person?"
"……"
Nibelungen was silent.
"To be honest, this decision is really difficult."
Hermes sighed: "I can’t accept the thought that my figure will be deformed and fat. But there is no way to accept it. After so many years of hesitation, there will always be a result.
Now, I am no longer a monster. To be honest, it feels pretty good. Apart from death, there are no other shortcomings. "
"It was the death of'Aeneas' that stimulated you."
"There is a part of the reason."
Hermes shrugged: "Who told me to owe him a favor?
I didn’t care about it back then, but only after looking back, the interest on this favor debt is too high~ IndoMTL.com~ I want to pay back the money, but the bill’s hole is so big that it can’t be plugged...
So, since you have to make sacrifices, why not be generous and give others what you don’t want? "
Nibelungen was silent, and after a long time he said: "We can't understand."
"You don't need to understand."
"Don't you hate murder the most?"
Nibelungen asked: "Then why did you sacrifice Caligula's daughter?"
"First, Elsa is not the daughter of Caligula. She inherited the blood of Aeneas. She was born with the responsibility of inheriting the flame."
Hermes said lightly: "If the empire is still alive, then she should be the contemporary Emperor of Romulus, the ‘Augustus’ of all Romulus.
Unfortunately, the empire is no longer, the people are displaced, struggling to survive, precarious, and almost on the verge of extinction... She must take up this responsibility.
That is the sacred fire that only she can inherit. She will not die, but will gain power and become the new Holy Spirit. But as a price, all her memories will be burned as fuelwood.
This is a cruel thing, I understand, but there are always sacrifices, not to mention..."
He paused, his expression became expectant and complicated, and he whispered softly: "What's more, I'm also very curious."
"——Is there anything in people’s hearts that cannot be burned?" (To be continued.)