Silent Crown Chapter 583: Vacuum Sun
In the gloomy melody, the strange petrochemical musician waved his hands, and the earth was turbulent, like frost-like lines on the stone. There were continuous cracking sounds.
As the bricks and stones on the ground broke, iron fences emerged from the decaying soil, layered on top of each other, and rotten metal wrapped around it, like a creeper, spreading branches and leaves densely, turning into a cold wall. barrier.
On the dark green metal blades covered with patina, layers of notes emerged, like a huge and complicated movement.
In an instant, all sides were blocked, turning this place into a cage that cannot be entered or left.
This is a shackle that is enough to imprison all giant monsters in it.
The musician is clearly dead.
No one of the members of the first-generation Royal Orchestra can live to the present, but now, he has returned to the world in the form of dust, transformed into a body of iron and stone.
The already silent chapter of destiny began to run again in the body, but under the impetus of obsession, the spirituality of the movement replaced the soul that had long since disappeared.
Just between gestures, an insurmountable net was laid.
This kind of horror attainments in the changing school, even in his lifetime, is by no means waiting for a leisure musician.
In addition to changing musicians, he even worked part-time as an alchemist.
Countless formulas were skillfully compiled from his hands, and in the end they turned into complex and intractable music theory equations, driving the changing ether, and building a huge matrix from nothing.
The creation and destruction included in the School of Change are held in his palms, and he is familiar with it, like an arm.
In front of his forehead, a circular complex alchemy matrix slowly emerged.
——Dragon Scale Ring!
The violent alchemy matrix that doubles all the movements of the school of change, the matrix originally engraved on the gold and iron musical instrument, has been imprinted on the fragile skull, ignoring that the heat generated if the matrix runs out of control is enough to turn the skull into ash.
A musician with such characteristics is unique even in the history of the Royal Orchestra.
The identity of the visitor has been revealed.
"So that's it..."
On the armor, Christine made an icy voice: "Master Nigel, the'Tiehe Musician', the first-generation royal musician, the conductor of the Birmingham Orchestra among the thirteen heads, is disrespectful."
Nigel's body did not move, it seemed to abide by etiquette, did not attack, still maintained the arrogant habits of his lifetime.
Kristen took a few steps back, carefully placed Mary on his back on the ground, pulled out Galahad's saber on his waist, twisted the hilt with both hands, and pierced the ground beside Mary.
On the hilt, the nested metal iron ring suddenly began to rotate.
The mechanism buried in it was activated, causing the blade of the sword to sear, and it was burned to crimson by the etheric road in it, and countless notes were revealed from it. The blade trembles, bursting out a low whistling sound.
The air suddenly distorted for a moment, and countless knives, lights and swords loomed, covering Mary in it.
No more worries.
"His Royal Highness, I will go back when I go down."
Kristin whispered softly and turned around. On the legs of Galahad's armor, the cassette opened and two slender sword hilts popped out. As Kristen pulled out both hands, the sharp blade popped out of the hilt, bursting with a long lingering sound.
Those are two stabbing swords.
When the stabbing sword is fully deployed, it looks like two spears, so slender, but the length is exaggerated and unrealistic. The blade is too thin and narrow, making people feel that it will break if touched, but it is still quite straight at such an exaggerated length.
Enough to penetrate the wall, leaving a lethal gap in the heart hidden deep in the fortress.
Kristen took a step forward, and two stabbing swords were aimed at Nigel in the distance. Since then, they have remained motionless, maintaining a perfect structure, but the majestic power is running in the armor. Burn the hilt red.
Nigel stood with his arms folded, his petrified face, with empty eyes, reflecting the knight's figure, without the slightest resistance, as if he was slaughtered by the neck.
But in the dimness, countless fragments of fluorescent light floated out, and faint dots of light the size of dust danced, and the terrifying power containing the burst formula was refined into the dust. Once every dust burst, it is enough The terrifying sun that completely flattened a building.
At that moment, there was a sudden roar in the air.
As the earth shattered, the hurricane suddenly picked up and swept forward.
Christine's voice has disappeared.
You can only hear the roar of iron boots breaking through the stone. The time is too short, and the roar is full, like the roar of a giant beast.
In an instant, with sheer force of terror, he broke through dozens of invisible air walls and passed through the **** composed of vacuum and high pressure.
Countless spots of dust continued to detonate, but the terrifying air wave was cut to pieces before it spread.
The two slender thorn swords pierced countless times in an instant, each time they completely tore the light spot. The slender blade trembles in a small distance like a dance, opening up the gap between matter. .
Through, through, through.
Where is the use of swords and guns?
This is a deadly bee needle!
In the ear-piercing sound of gold and iron rubbing, the stabbing sword pierced through the barriers, pierced through all the barriers, and pierced in front of Nigel in an instant.
The two slender fingers that responded to it silently pinched the thin blade, letting it tremble at the fingertips.
Then, reverse it.
Crash!
The elemental replacement in an instant completely destroyed the integrity of the entire sword body. The two stabbing swords broke every inch, and countless iron pieces turned upside down and flew out towards the Galahad armor.
At that moment, Christine abandoned his sword and moved forward.
The stabbing sword is a sword of assassination. Once it is placed on the surface, it loses more than half of its effect. From the beginning, she had never thought of using these two spare weapons to kill a powerful musician who had become famous hundreds of years ago.
They just need to attract attention.
No weapons needed.
The knight himself is the strongest weapon!
As for the armor of Galahad, since its birth, its own power has surpassed many armors in the world. Arthur encloses the Eudemons he once controlled as a source of power, bringing all kinds of incredible powers to his riders.
The power represented by Galahad's armor is the barrier between iron and wind.
Limited by iron, drive the wind and completely shred everything that dared to enter the attack range.
Even if he is not good at offense, once Nigel enters Galahad's attack range, what awaits him is the hurricane fury controlled by the gold and iron.
There was a loud roar.
The fiery stream of ether gushes out from the gaps in Galahad's armor, wrapped in the huge armor, and turned into a terrifying air barrier, rushing towards Nigel.
Countless inverted iron flakes were swallowed by it, and in an instant they were consumed into iron sand, mixed into it, making the pale wind faintly reveal the iron blue, and its destructive power doubled.
Already, close at hand.
But Nigel retracted his palm, as if giving up resistance.
Boom!
At that moment, there was a loud noise inside the armor.
As if the rapidly rotating gears stopped abruptly, the circuit of the alchemy matrix was blocked, and the pressure of the rushing was nowhere to vent, breaking the pipe, and rushing to the surroundings.
Christine's actions came to an abrupt end.
The storm dissipated.
"It was..."
Although the hurricane has stopped, the iron sand flying in the wind is still active.
They are attached to the armor like mistletoe. Layers of rust spread from below, and in a flash, it seemed that it had gone through decades, the steel was dim and the armor was mottled.
That's the formula attached to the piercing sword fragment.
At that moment, the entire stabbing sword has become a qualitative change, and every inch of steel has become a source of pollution that can turn a giant steel wheel into scrap iron.
At the moment of contact with the armor, the theory of music unfolded, like a long needle, rotted through the outer layer, and entered Galahad's alchemy matrix, cutting off the'outflow layer' and the'cambium layer with great precision. The circulation between'disrupts the huge amount of ether.
Such a small force, only maintained for an instant, has caused tragic consequences.
The armor of Galahad's leg burst, and the force of the counter-shock tore Kristen's right leg, steel fragments pierced into it, and lethal patina flowed into the blood.
I miscalculated.
The resurrection is here, not just the shells, they also inherit the fighting wisdom of the body...
Even if the armor of the Knights of the Round Table can repair itself, it may take more than half a month for such a tragic damage to be restored to completeness under the repair of an engineer.
Nigel moved forward indifferently. Christine coughed violently and vomited blood, but he was merciless. After Christine's defeat, he stretched out his hand expressionlessly and took Galahad. Every component of A was completely destroyed.
Leave no trouble!
Just as he approached, Galahad's armor suddenly fell apart, and Christine's body was ejected from it by the last force.
At the moment of freedom, the still-complete right hand pulled out the blood-stained iron piece from the leg, and stab at Nigel, who was close at hand, with a single blow, exhausted all his strength!
Nigel watched her dying and struggling indifferently, but at that moment, the hollow eyes seemed to flash with a look of astonishment, and he turned back abruptly in spite of the close attack.
[Beginning of Nature Interference]
[Gospel Armor·Loading Completed]
[Power Source——Vacuum Sun·Startup]
At that moment, there was a terrifying etheric wave bursting out of a very remote place.
Countless music theory turmoil.
Tens of thousands of nature interferences act on one place at the same time, link up with each other, and form a complete whole, forming a huge circle. In the sea of ether, a huge hole suddenly appeared.
That is a well-defined circle.
The innumerable nature interferes with it, and the theory of music is intertwined to form a huge and complex structure, which runs in it, forming a huge repulsive force.
Inward.
A massive amount of ether is attracted by the gravitational force emanating from the center of the circle, converges, collapses, and condenses into an almost imperceptible point.
On the outside of the circle, all the ether that dared to approach were pushed away by the terrifying repulsion, and that repulsion set off a huge wave in the ether sea, silently, resounding with a thunderous noise, everything was brewing The ripples are completely torn apart, decayed!
And between repulsion and gravity, there is a pure vacuum.
It's like a scorching sun!
That is the sun traveling in a vacuum!
The ‘scorching sun’ that only existed for a moment was completely destroyed in the next moment. At the moment of destruction, the power of terror erupted from the scorching sun. The violent torrent was drawn by the theory of music, broke through the shackles of the etheric sea, and instantly descended on the material world.
The force that is enough to break the ground and condense into one point, move forward.
After that, everything was crushed into dust, and all the music theory was torn apart by the violent vacuum sun. The distance of thousands of meters was forcibly crossed, and the unreachable length was instantly turned into a short distance.
When Nigel turned his head, all he saw were two palms covered in pitch-black armor.
During the freezing time, the palm of the hand seemed to move forward gently, passing through the layers of defenses, as if puncturing a soap bubble, the soap bubble could not even explode, so the two palms supported it. On Nigel's face.
Gently, with a twist.
Oh boom!
When this moment passed, the first thing that came out was a deafening roar, countless screams of broken bricks and stones, and a hurricane roaring like a torrent.
A huge armor suddenly appeared in the field.
In front of him, there is a broken headless corpse.
Nigel's head was taken off and turned into fragments in the closed hands. The stone powder fell and turned into dust.
At the moment when Christine was overturned by the hurricane, the dark armor raised his palm, and the barrier of the school of exclusion was erected in an instant, blocking the terrifying hurricane and the death wind that followed.
"Who is it?"
Kristen looked at him, almost unsteady on his feet.
The dark armor suddenly softened, like an illusion, slowly collapsing, and finally turned into a black robe hanging down, Ye Qingxuan lifted his hood, revealing his face.
"Kristin, long time no see."
He smiled.
Kristen stared at him with wide eyes, and fell to the ground for a long time, and his whole body relaxed, "When did you come back?"
"The day before yesterday."
Ye Qingxuan stretched out his hand~IndoMTL.com~ to help her stop the bleeding, pulled out the iron piece pierced into the blood vessel, and bandaged: "Are you and the princess here these days?"
"When Leviathan broke through the second seal, my Royal Highness and I were in the refuge." Kristin panted, bracing his mind: "Before the upper city fell, the princess brought me in here—come. It was only here that the situation was worse. She was almost unable to hold it."
"Dragon Blood Curse?" Ye Qingxuan asked.
Kristen nodded: "Don't care about my injuries, I can walk. You protect the princess first, and you must leave here. Our medicine has been used up, and her Royal Highness is very dangerous now..."
"It might be troublesome to want to go."
Ye Qingxuan scratched his head and sighed: "I was in a hurry, so I rushed into the encirclement circle. Time is too tight, and I have no other way."
Christine was stunned.
Encircled circle?
In the dark night, the dissipated melody of the Sixth Requiem came together again.
Countless dust fell from the sky.
A dozen figures with crystal crowns on their heads and white clothes slowly got up from it, and each of them exuded ether fluctuations that were not inferior to Nigel, and even...overridden them!
After so many years of death, their strength has not been weakened at all, but under the blessing of the weird music theory in the shadow of Avalon, they have skyrocketed more and more.
What's more, on the body, he is still wearing the treasure of life.
Ye Qingxuan glanced over, and his pupils couldn't help tightening.
The solemn and simple long sword, the ancient scroll that exudes the weird atmosphere of the etheric world, the weird crystal eyeballs, and the familiar black top hat...
The first generation of the Royal Orchestra Group, 13 major leaders, have all been counted... (to be continued.)
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