Silent Crown Chapter 503: Prologue
The moment Ye Qingxuan walked out of the underground palace, he almost suffocated.
On the chaotic streets, there are screams of people everywhere.
The sunlight is sometimes strong and sometimes weak, sometimes close at hand, one side is dazzling and hot as if walking under the sun, but the other side is so cold that it makes the bone marrow freeze.
Under the light, the shadows danced abnormally, like living things.
The sky at dusk became like a pot of boiling molten iron, splashing down turbulently. Cracks surfaced in the ancient buildings, and a roar of collapse came from the depths of the earth.
The colors of reality are peeling and fading under the scouring of the etheric wave, and this city of steel is gradually being alienated into a magical realm.
The roaring bells are deafening, ringing on top of each other. The huge barrier supports the foundation of this city, resisting the erosion of the etheric tide, and will not fall apart in this terrifying wave.
Thousands of iron towers burst out with fiery light, opened up the dancing darkness, and illuminated the world.
In this twilight when all the light is fading fast, the holy city glows like a light, even if it is burned to crimson by that light, it is full of cracks.
The power of the abyss blows out, and the first among them is the holy city to meet the impact.
The first thing that is affected is the human senses.
People who are more sensitive have already spied the huge black shadow that gradually emerged above the sky. In the peeping of the countless pairs of cold eyes, the will has received a flogging torture, and it was on the verge of collapse.
But the dull people didn't realize it. They just looked at the people in the crowd who suddenly fell to the ground, vomiting blood, and fell into madness, and then screamed and fled to the surroundings.
It's like a mouse who doesn't know that he is in a hot iron room.
As soon as the celebration of the holy city ended, the funeral was hurriedly staged.
Here is already the center of the battlefield.
The scorching wind swept through, indicating the precursor of a fierce war.
Fortunately, a musician with profound background like Ye Qingxuan, amidst the chaos and roar along the way, there are already unknown number of musicians who were staggering and running, suddenly fell to the ground, bleeding from their facial features, collapsed heart sounds, and died tragically on the spot.
Even Ye Qingxuan felt suffocated from the position at this time. If it were not for the shelter of the garment of original sin, he would definitely be dying, and his combat power would be reduced by more than 40%.
Now the holy city enchantment is operating at full capacity, fully maintaining the order of the human world, so that this place will not evolve into a dark world.
The physical world seems to be just chaotic, with no other abnormalities.
But in the deepest layer of the etheric realm, the huge abyss has been at the same place as the collision of the sacred city, bursting with endless turbulence and roar.
The holy city glowed with endless flames.
The abyss shook, shaking off a layer of dust—that was the seed of a demon.
The battle between the two behemoths affected the entire etheric realm. Under the impact of the terrifying wave, even the light of the scepter in the extreme distance turned into a candle in the wind, shaking.
I don't know how many secret realms fell apart in the impact.
The first thing that suffers in the battle between giants is the ants.
Countless strangers in the etheric realm panicked and fled in all directions, fleeing to other secret realms before the next horrible aftermath arrives.
The chaos in the etheric world is like this, and the ocean of ether is also turbulent.
When the shock of terror passed through the sea of nine layers of ether to the material world, it almost caused the closest holy city to fall apart. The turbulent music theory and horrible changes are like storms and tsunamis to musicians.
The drastic changes in the outside world have caused an imbalance of music theory in the body, causing catastrophic consequences.
Oriental people call this phenomenon the ‘headwind’.
Musicians with weak foundations and irrational music theory construction have been affected to a greater or lesser extent. The more relaxed ones are just a burst of vomiting, and the more serious ones will vomit blood.
As for those who take precious medicines to advance, the changes in the music theory in their bodies cannot keep up with the external environment, or those who have been severely injured in the early years and have been forcibly suppressed, they are violently violent in their bodies, and the more violent people die on the spot. Others Because the density of ether in the blood soared, it affected the heart and brain system and fell into shock.
At this moment, the ether density of the holy city is constantly changing, and I don't know how many ether **** trying to measure directly burst. It's like being thrown into the eyes of the wind, and the density sometimes turns into a harmless white area, and sometimes soars to a terrifying level that is incomparable to the black area.
For musicians, the holy city has instantly turned into those terrifying forbidden places in the dark world, a place like the relics of natural disasters.
For ordinary people, it's not much better.
At this moment, the holy city has become a cauldron for the alchemist to harmonize the potion. Even if it is enveloped by an enchantment, it can still react fiercely all the time.
In places where part of the alchemy matrix is enriched, the etheric realm and even the physical realm faintly overlap, forming a ‘flood outlet’, and the aftermath of chaos blows out.
Countless weird and ethereal shadows shuttle through the air.
Some are the illusions of harmless humans and animals, but some are demons that "fall" from the abyss.
The moment they encountered them, the human beings who could not resist were drawn into an empty shell in an instant.
Even the priest in the religious robes has lost the protection of the gods at this moment and was slaughtered. The young monks who walked preaching the temple struggled and ran away.
Then his head was bitten off by something invisible.
Blood splashes.
It fell on Ye Qingxuan's boots.
When Ye Qingxuan stepped on the ground, the first thing he saw was such a chaotic scene.
"Help! Help!"
The young priest who fell to the ground screamed, trembling in the chaos.
Seeing Ye Qingxuan is like seeing the last straw, begging to pray: "Mr., help me! Please help me! I will repay you! I swear!"
Ye Qingxuan hesitated and sighed softly:
"This is... terrible."
As soon as the voice fell, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the caller in the distance.
A ray of moonlight faintly stretched out from the fingertips, and instantly penetrated the center of the man's forehead.
As if a pot of hot water was boiling, the scene in front of me was suddenly distorted, and several weird screams were heard in it, and suddenly there was a screaming scream.
The thick blood splattered out of thin air.
With the fierce music theory turmoil around, the concealed demon has no way to hide.
Around the young priest, more than a dozen burning demons were "squeezed out" from the air out of thin air, and the pervasive moonlight fire burned on them. Before they fell to the ground, they had already turned into a handful of ashes. .
The ashes melted into the pool of blood and turned into black silt.
Even on the back of the young priest's head, an eyeball-shaped monster fell off and burst into a mass of foul-smelling slurry.
The sword of moonlight runs through the head, but the young priest is safe and sound, sitting in a pool of blood, as if unresponsive.
Lola looked at him in such an embarrassing manner, and couldn't help but run Ye Qingxuan:
"This kind of counseling bag is already scared, what's the use of saving it?"
Hearing Lola's voice, the priest looked over, but his eyes fell on her sharp ears and the slightly protruding tiger teeth between her lips.
Perceiving Lola's identity and the group of servants behind her who did not look like good people at all, the priest's face suddenly turned pale and his teeth trembled:
"Month, month...month..."
Without waiting for him to say the name "Yue Ling", Ye Qingxuan's fingers had already been pressed on his forehead, freezing his consciousness and erasing this memory.
"I'll hide in the underground palace first."
Lola touched her pointed ears and sighed: "Anyway, you have a ladder, I can support you at any time."
Although he said that, Ye Qingxuan felt that there were other things hidden in Laura's plain tone.
Ye Qingxuan looked into her eyes, and after a moment of silence, he asked: "Do you want to increase unnecessary trouble by doing this, or... don't want to see Ye Lanzhou?"
Lola's eyes drooped, just stretched out her hand, pulled a strand of broken hair on her forehead, and chuckled softly: "I have said goodbye more than ten years ago. I have been treating him as dead for so many years. , See you now, you will only feel embarrassed, right?"
"Are you sure?"
"I'm not sure, that's it."
Lola didn't hesitate anymore, turned around, and walked to the underground palace with her servants: "If the teacher is still alive, please tell him: I didn't let him down."
"I am going to beat him up."
Ye Qingxuan yelled to her back: "If you don't go, I will count on you and beat him until he cries."
Lola froze for a moment, then looked back and couldn't help smiling when she saw his serious look.
It was like being released from the cage suddenly, with relief and relief in his smile, like a relief.
"Then, please."
Her last words came in the wind.
The gate is closed.
"Wrap it on me."
Ye Qingxuan squeezed the joints of his fists and muttered to himself.
In front of him, the absent-minded monk finally woke up, seeing Ye Qingxuan who had saved him in front of him, couldn't help being scared for a while, sitting on the ground and burst into tears.
"Hey, don't cry."
Ye Qingxuan kicked him angrily, and asked in a cold voice: "Name, age, gender, where do you come from, where do you go."
"Nuo, Nora, twenty-two..."
The young man stuttered his name, and then up and down reported his hometown, hometown, background, graduation school, and even the department where he was intern.
Until the end, Ye Qingxuan interrupted impatiently: "You just said that you would thank me, right?"
Nora was stunned. Seeing Ye Qingxuan's fierce expression, she nodded subconsciously.
"Then take me to the Central Church."
Ye Qingxuan waved his hand: "Don't tell me you don't know the road~ IndoMTL.com~ Seeing that she just got out of the tiger's den and entered the wolf's den, Nora's face instantly turned pale: "Don't go, sir! The Central Church is out of control! I escaped from there! There are demons everywhere! "
"Out of control?"
Ye Qingxuan raised his head and looked to the sky: "No wonder."
The declining enchantment in the sky is like broken glass, resisting the darkness with great difficulty. I don't know when, the situation is already at stake. Originally, it was impossible for this to happen, let alone even the ‘flood outlet’ appeared inside the holy city.
No matter how powerful a tool is, if it loses human control and operation, it will become rigid and rigid, and it can still defend itself against other enemies.
When faced with the pressure of the abyss, I started to not look enough.
At this moment, the entire sky has lost its color and turned into pitch black. At a glance, there was only the empty and silent darkness.
The turmoil in the etheric world continues.
Compared with the Sacred City and the One with Hundred Eyes, Ye Qingxuan's existence is too insignificant. He is deeply trapped in it, and he can't even see the situation. But there is no doubt that the situation has become very bad.
At this moment, the holy city is already in the overlapping boundary between the physical realm and the etheric realm.
And the world in this realm is gradually losing its light.
This is very bad.
Very bad.
"Don't be silly, let's go."
He kicked Nora again: "Time is pressing, race against time, there is no time to ink here."
"Go to the Central Church?"
Nora wanted to cry without tears, and was extremely reluctant: "Where do you go!"
Ye Qingxuan looked at him so frightened that he couldn't get up, he couldn't help sighing, then he pulled up his back collar, couldn't help but walk forward:
"Idiot, of course to make this world brighter!" (To be continued.)