Silent Crown Chapter 516: Gospel

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Monti suddenly heard Ye Qingxuan's voice: "In "The Temple", my favorite is the Book of Matthew, Chapter 3."

"Huh?"

Hearing his voice, it was clear that he had occupied the entire enchantment, but a trace of anxiety appeared in Monti's heart.

"What this chapter describes is that the messenger of God descended on the ground, preaching God’s wrath to the unrighteous." Ye Qingxuan said seriously, "I liked this chapter when I was young because of this. Zhang told me: There is fairness and retribution in the world.

Maybe one day God’s messengers will come to measure sin, and all values ​​will be assessed.

Even if I can't see that day. "

"Mortals worship phantoms, delusional that phantoms can save themselves."

Monti sneered: "But there is only one **** in this world, and that is my god!"

"So... I'll do a trick for you, how about?"

Among the white moon, Ye Qingxuan looked at him.

The mutilated and bleak figure suddenly raised his palm, his palm empty. The rags transformed from the music theory of the Clothes of Original Sin covered the palms of his hands.

Monty frowned and looked at him, wondering what he was going to be crazy about.

Ye Qingxuan just smiled, stretched out his hand, and tore away the rag covering his palm. An extra eyeball appeared in his empty hand.

Out of nothing.

It's a good trick.

If you are in a theater, you will surely win enthusiastic applause.

Kemeng's expression suddenly stagnated.

It's like seeing the Hundred Eyes take off his clothes in front of him, scratching his posture, and dancing pole dancing against his body.

In the silence, the eyeballs broke apart.

Countless brilliant notes flow from it, transforming music theory and constructing movement.

In the end, it gathered into a small clock, suspended in Ye Qingxuan's hands, radiating a faint light like the dawn.

Under the shining light, Ye Qingxuan's fuzzy face seemed to become clear, his face was pale, and his dark eyes were lit by the light.

"The kingdom of heaven is near, you should repent!"

Ye Qingxuan held up the clock in his palm and whispered softly.

There seemed to be burning iron and fire hidden deep in his pupils. They collided with each other and shot thunder and light.

He exhausted all his power, roared at the monster in front of him, and questioned, "The type of viper, who instructed you to escape future anger?!"

The sound is like thunder.

"You must bear fruit, commensurate with the repentance." dudu1();

The hoarse voice resounded in the holy city, like everyone’s ear, like an iron rod, hitting every piece of steel ground and walls, making them hum, tremble, and involuntarily .

Until the end, the whole city seemed to tremble in the announcement of the hoarse voice, as if responding to the announcement of the chanting voice, cheering and roaring:

"Prepare God's way, straighten His way!"

Crash!

In Ye Qingxuan's hands, that little bell was rang, with a crisp sound.

The light blooms!

Between this dark world, for the first time such a pure and warm light has ushered in.

It's like the rays of the scorching sun cut the lead-black iron cloud and cast a ray of light to illuminate the invisible dark world.

It also illuminates the sky of this city, the criss-crossing iron light that covers countless clock towers.

"This is..."

Monti's eyes widened, and his eyes became sharper than ever.

Those are countless strings flying in the sky.

They do not know when they appeared in the sky, crisscrossing and shrouding the holy city, each string spanning a distance of thousands of meters, when they cross each other, they tremble slightly and burst out silently. Earth Dragon Yin.

Thousands, tens of thousands...No one knows how many strings span the holy city.

They extend from the silent central temple, connect with each other and connect in series, forming a huge net, which looks like a mess, but in the countless turbulent small fluctuations, they all follow the guidance of music theory, and the levels are distinct. , The structure is complicated, and it is closely linked to the only main axis. Guided music theory through a messy enchantment, and finally extended to the end of the net.

The clock tower!

Every string is connected to a silent bell tower.

Thousands of strings are thousands of bell towers.

At this moment, all the silent bell towers in the holy city are connected in series by the Nine Heavens Ring Pei, opened up, and connected in the same place.

Just now, under the delay of Ye Qingxuan and the war dead, this huge project was finally completed!

Now, the music theory of the ladder is running in the Nine Heavens Ring Pendant, spanning the seven elements, breaking all barriers, and finally, all the music theory is gathered in the hands of Ye Qingxuan.

Final authority.

That was the key that Albert gave him, regaining the last glimmer of hope in the enchantment.

As Ye Qingxuan's clock was struck, countless music theories suddenly turbulent, the ladder trembles, and the ten thousand strings of the Nine Heavens ring seemed to be plucked by the invisible palm at the same time, bursting out a long dragon chant.

In the Dragon Yin, there are countless deafening roars!

The earth is shaking!

Those countless clock towers were brazenly struck!

The dust rises from the ground and flies into the sky, dancing like angry souls. dudu2();

The whole holy city is shaking, because of the thousands of high-pitched bells overlapping each other!

They shake off the rust and dust. Under the command of the ultimate authority, within a short moment of the fingertips, they all started up, the machine pivoted, the gears rolled, the lever pulled the chain and the counterweight, and finally, thousands of feet The huge clock weighing several tons shook.

Show off the roar and roar of this city!

So the world is in turmoil! ——

"He succeeded! He actually succeeded!"

On the wheelchair in the central church, Albert, who was hanging the medicine bottle, screamed in surprise, danced in ecstasy, and almost burst into tears. He roared at the operating musicians in front of him:

"Move up! Give me this dead city! Don't let their sacrifices be wasted!" He waved his palms, screaming feverishly despite the sore cracking:

"Go to prepare God's way, to make His way straight!"

So, above the ether pool, the steel dome suddenly split, and the countless mechanisms hidden on the top dome ran wildly, sparks burst.

As early as the beginning of the construction of the holy city, the buried steel structure was activated. After decades of time, the giant pipe organ created by the power of the nations was slowly lowered.

The dome of the central temple shattered suddenly, and 60,000 organ pipes extended from it and pierced into the sky.

Sixteen layers of keys and thousands of pegs popped out of the wall. Dozens of cables with the thickness of an ordinary person's waist were connected to the Central Coordinator, and the pedals were turned from the floor.

Following the blazing roar, the chime box was in place, and 60,000 engine lines were rerouted and integrated into the core, providing power for this unprecedentedly huge musical instrument.

Finally, in the etheric pond, the silver light boiled, transformed into a throne that held up the earth, holding Ye Qingxuan's dormant body into the core.

Everything is in place.

"God, please protect me."

In the silence, Albert closed his eyes and prayed.

"The holy city does not die!"

The next moment, the organ burst out with a high-pitched roar that tears everything apart. The countless organ pipes spewed pale mist, like the roar of angry spirits.

Thousands of clock towers trembled, and the magnificent sound waves spread in all directions.

The boiling sea of ​​ether calmed down under this unprecedented power, obeying the guidance of the melody docilely and obediently.

People in the whole world have seen that a white moon rises from the burning tree and rises to the sky, shining through the layers of darkness, and spilling endless moonlight like the ocean.

The moon is in the sky.

I am here——

The final authority in Ye Qingxuan's hands rang.

At that moment, the black branches of the abyss that covered the entire holy city were turbulent.

In the core of the black branch of the abyss, the broken moon wheel was once again closed, glowing with a radiant light. In the sacred and huge bell, the tentacles of countless black branches suddenly burst.

On the huge phantom that covered the entire sky, countless branches danced angrily, reaching out to the material world, but one after another loud noises burst from its body. dudu3();

Every time there is a loud noise, a fierce gap will explode in its body.

In a short moment, it is like thousands of masters have planned for a long time. After a long time of preparation, they shot at the same time at the same time. They gathered in the same place in a fierce and anxious manner. With one blow, more than half of them were destroyed. Roots.

From beginning to end, Ye Qingxuan remained motionless, just staring coldly at the shadow of the giant tree in pain and twitching.

"The clock tower...blessing?"

Monty roared: "No...this..."

"There is nothing wrong with the blessing of the clock tower."

Ye Qingxuan: "All the clock towers just blessed you once, giving you the power of hundreds of masters at once. Well, it's just the music theory of the Moonlight Chapter.

How do you feel? Isn't this trick bad? "

The answer to him was a roar that angered the world.

The blessing of the bell tower will elevate the power of a musician to the level of a master at one time. This is an opportunity that almost all musicians in the Holy City dream of.

But no one has ever tried to bless a demon by purifying music theory, and it is also a dark prince who represents the essence of the abyss...

Don’t talk about blessing, this is simply taking the torch into the natural gas mine and throwing the strong alkali into the sulfuric acid... The nature of the two has already determined that fire and water are incompatible ~ IndoMTL.com~ The power of blessing at the moment of contact with music theory Will be completely detonated.

The power of hundreds of masters instantly destroyed the power he had accumulated for the night, and suffered heavy losses to his projection in the material world.

The giant tree trembled frantically, and countless branches stretched out, pierced into the enchantment suddenly, and pierced the moon wheel.

"Ye! Qing! Xuan!"

"I am here."

Ye Qingxuan smiled, staring at its distorted and mutilated face.

In his hands, the music theory of the ultimate authority vibrates. Under the blessing of countless clock towers, the brightness of the white moon has been strengthened thousands of times. The brightness is like a scorching sun, majestic and dazzling, so you can't look directly at it.

Thousands of strings trembled frantically, playing a majestic and magnificent melody, pulling the bell tower with loud noises one after another.

The ring-shaped holy emblem emerges from the ‘sun wheel’ out of thin air, suspended behind Ye Qingxuan, and countless music theories agitate from it like burning.

This time, Ye Qingxuan did not exert the power blessed by the bell tower on himself, but chose the enchantment!

All at once!

Only an instant, countless torrents of holy light soared into the sky, rushing into the outflow layer, wherever it passed, all the abyss music screamed and dissipated without a trace in the endless intense light.

The countless roots of the black branches of the abyss were drawn out of the blazing light, whipped and chipped in anger, and finally disappeared!

"All hills and depressions must be filled up, and all hills and ridges must be flattened. The high and low ones must be changed to flat, and the rugged ones must become plains!"

Ye Qingxuan's roar resounded through the entire sky, and burst into everyone's ears: "Let the gate of heaven open, let the truth come, let all the flesh see it together!"

At that instant, the holy city trembles, and the city of steel and iron roars! (To be continued.) 8