Silent Crown Chapter 342: Dayuan projection
Two hours ago
Holy Resurrection Cathedral·Central Church, martial law begins.
"Should we start?"
The silent musician standing outside the hall, smoking a cigarette, looked back at the silent central church.
In the low roar of steel friction, the iron wall slowly unfolded, the gears flew, the machine pivot unfolded, and the layers of steel machinery turned out from it and extended to the sky.
Slowly got up like a sleeping giant and stretched out his palm to the sky.
The preheating of the rail rod machine is completed, and the hot water vapor rushes through the brass pipe, sending out a low and low whistling of a storm.
The sound stops were adjusted, the six-layer keyboard was unfolded, and 2,400 sound tubes protruded from the wall, pierced into the sky, vomiting the atmosphere, and brewing a thrilling loud noise.
The next moment, the hymn sounded.
The chant team sang in unison, the sacred melody spread in the air, and the pipe organ roared under the concerted efforts of six musicians, as if flying to heaven with the solemn tune.
The hot water vapor diffuses in the sky, reflecting the brilliant light of the rainbow.
In the central sanctuary, apart from the solemn melody, there is silence.
All the attendees sat quietly in their seats, staring at the huge matrix intently,
Ye Qingxuan stood on the last row of aisles, eyes squinted.
A beam of light fell from the top dome, and sprinkled on Samuel's body.
He sat in the alchemy matrix, allowing the hot copper nails to pierce his bones one by one, connecting to the blood vessels, and blood flowing from the slender copper nails into the mercury, quickly diffusion.
He merges with the entire alchemy matrix.
In a trance, something spread from the gray-haired old man’s body. It followed countless cables and flowed into the entire alchemy matrix, connected to the central church, and connected itself and the entire Holy Resurrection Cathedral. Connect as one.
At this moment, the entire huge church has become his body, sharing the huge pressure with him.
Samuel took a deep breath and opened his eyes.
Behind him, beside the huge organ, the six musicians who warmed up the organ were shaken by the tremendous pressure.
The six-story huge pipe organ trembles, and under Samuel's control, it makes a deafening roar, and a frantic torrent of ether gushes out from it, sweeping in all directions.
But under the constraints of music theory, they gathered together, stirred in every inch of air, followed the music theory, and evolved toward the end.
The huge alchemy matrix is expanding, absorbing the torrent of ether, and the huge chapter of destiny slowly rises from it.
At this moment, the chapter of fate, which was originally emptiness, is finally realized as an entity.
In the torrent of countless notes, intervals are combined, musical theory is constructed, and finally, transformed into a huge and brilliant three-dimensional movement. The countless notes oscillated one after another, and the ripples gathered, setting off a solemn and cold melody.
It's like the cruel melody echoing in the dark church in the long night.
The cold tune without tenderness and compassion stirred, calling the ether, distorting the law, tearing reality apart.
So, above the huge matrix, a stern hole suddenly appeared!
The ethereal sea of emptiness is transformed into reality and rushes out of it.
The sea of ether, appear!
Ye Qingxuan subconsciously held his breath, his eyes widened, and he greedily felt the aura spreading in it, and the interpretation method was running at high speed.
"It's started."
Boom!
In the high-pitched melody of the pipe organ, the chapter of destiny vibrates, and the cold melody vibrates, causing the etheric sea to change rapidly.
Samuel is ‘falling’.
Toward the deeper part of the etheric sea... the bottom layer...
In the end, the boiling silver light suddenly dissipated. It's as if an invisible wall has been shattered!
He has entered the etheric realm!
At that moment, everyone couldn't help sitting up straight, leaning forward, and looking at the area around Samuel. That is the realm of ether that does not exist in substance, only exists in theory and philosophy, and it is even difficult to describe the realm of miracles.
Some scholars believe that it is the lowest level of the material world, the cornerstone of the world, and everything in the world is built on this.
Some people think that it is the most real touch in the physical world, but the human eye and sense organs cannot detect things beyond the sense organs. It seems that they cannot depict colors that cannot be observed with the naked eye. Can rely on ether for side observation.
The priests said that this is the home of the soul, the soul ocean of all living beings.
The explorers firmly believe that it is the birthplace of all mysteries and the buried truth.
Countless musicians are willing to pay all the price, just for a glimpse of the appearance of that realm.
And now, Samuel has finally broken the wall separating the physical and etheric realms and opened up a whole new realm of his own.
Everything is blank here, waiting for Samuel to create.
In the eyes of people who don't understand music, it's empty and nothing happened.
But in the etheric senses of the musicians, it is definitely different.
Everyone observes different patterns through different music theories and heart sounds.
Some people see the primordial darkness of the universe, the vast and vast starry sky brewing from the darkness, about to gush out. Some people have seen the radical change of the elements, the earth, water, fire and wind are boiling in the cauldron of chaos...
What Ye Qingxuan saw through the void was the deadly cemetery hanging high in the distant place-that was the scepter that Ye clan lost in the etheric realm-guided by the Jiuxiao Ring Pei Next, he once again observed the misty and emptiness of the world.
Following, the next moment, nothingness opens up.
In that blank area, the ‘elements’ composed of different music theories gradually manifested.
First of all, it's ‘blood’.
A ray of crimson blood floated out of Samuel's body.
Under the interpretation of music theory and melody, the existence of the ‘primitive blood’ is engraved in the etheric realm. Immediately afterwards, rigorous music theory was written, and endless movements unfolded from it.
In an instant, the masters present let out awe-inspiring sounds.
No one has ever completed the first step so smoothly. After so many years of accumulation, it seems that Samuel has devoted his entire life to the ‘primordial blood’.
Next, the movement expands, and then the limitation is the ‘inheritance’ element. Based on the original blood, he inherited music theory and opened the way for the future.
In the running of clouds and water, until the end, countless grand movements converge.
Amidst the jaw-dropping violent etheric fluctuations, the higher elements representing'life' converge successfully. Suddenly, the old Master Samuel suddenly turned aside.
It's like a turn of time.
Hua Fa turned into pitch black, wrinkles disappeared without a trace, and his muddy eyes sharpened again.
In an instant, it was no longer the old musician who sat on the throne, but a handsome and cold young nobleman. His lips were red as blood, and his eyes seemed to have some magical power, which was breathtaking.
The chapter of destiny has evolved to its climax.
In the gorgeous and cold melody, the legend of the "blood race" has been created and has been completely written into the etheric world. With the complete transformation of Master Samuel into the first ever blood musician, the scepter of Cohesion has also reached the most critical moment.
In the vague shadow of the etheric realm, something magnificent suddenly appeared.
In a trance, Ye Qingxuan seemed to see a huge vortex. The pitch-black whirlpool seems to come from the deepest part of the world, pulling everything into it all the time.
But the next moment, he saw another round of blazing sun, the blazing sun, broadcasting endless light and heat.
At this time, the two contradictory feelings are combined together, like two sides of one body, constantly switching, but the observer's sanity has been greatly impacted.
It's as if a certain concept is constantly being rewritten, with a splitting headache.
Ye Qingxuan's face was pale, and his eyes were bleeding.
The wolf flute stretched out his hand and suddenly pressed it on Ye Qingxuan's shoulder, and the scream of wolf howling suddenly exploded in Ye Qingxuan's heart. The animality of the Phantom Wolf entered his consciousness and forcibly interrupted the observation.
"Don't watch!"
Wolf flute whispered: "That's the projection of Dayuan. You can't achieve your own accomplishments. Seeing too much will be harmful to you."
Ye Qingxuan woke up, sweating, and panting violently.
Even if he deliberately didn't look at it with his eyes, he could feel that the huge projection descended from the depths of the etheric realm, gathered here, and blended into that element.
Finally, the majestic chapter of destiny was transformed into a magnificent miracle crystallization.
The theory of music collapsed suddenly, and the whole movement was condensed into substance, like a scarlet gem with a gorgeous light.
—That's Samuel's scepter!
The scepter is condensed!
Everyone uttered a relieved voice and murmured in admiration: Starting today, there will be one more scepter in the holy city, and there will probably be another saint in the world.
I just don’t know which saint’s name and artifact will be canonized by the Saints Canonization Office?
Just as everyone was thinking, a screaming scream suddenly sounded.
Among the alchemy matrix, the blood-colored mercury matrix~IndoMTL.com~ immediately boiled, vaporized, and rose.
Between the layers of pipelines, Samuel made a sharp roar, as if blood was boiling, and blue blood vessels emerged from the pale face, hideous and ugly.
Crash! collapse! collapse! collapse! collapse! collapse!
Bronze nails were ejected from his body one by one in a series of broken loud noises, and fiery blood filled the air with a rancid smell.
Obviously the scepter was integrated into the body, but Samuel seemed to be pierced by countless sharp blades, struggling and convulsing in pain.
The extremely strong **** light burst from his body, transformed into a pillar of scarlet light, penetrated the dome, and rushed into the sky.
When Ye Qingxuan was awakened from the sluggishness, he only felt the cold like a fallen ice cave.
Even he could see that on the wand that was just created, countless music theories were struggling violently, as if strong acid and strong alkali were poured into the same cauldron, strangling each other. , About to collapse!
"Something went wrong!" (To be continued.)