Silent Crown Chapter 619: Trial

The radiant light enveloped the sky and the sea.

The emperor drew his sword and cut forward.

The dark dragon opened its mouth, vomiting flames, and the destructive dragon fire swept through, dissociating everything, tearing apart the brilliant golden light.

But the golden light pounced on again, and the old legions gathered again, struggling to move forward, shocking again and again, like a sea tide.

The tide hits the reef and falls apart.

The dragon of natural disaster stayed still, just waving its wings at will, setting off a cold hurricane, and everything decayed and corrupted wherever it passed.

Among the armies, the emperor raised his sword again and pointed it at his enemy.

"It's you? Ah, it's you again..."

Arthur looked at him and couldn't help but laugh strangely: "Hahahahaha, look at you, look at you! Are you really used to being a dog?"

The dark dragon swept through, crushing all the ants that came up to smash, and Arthur laughed wildly: "I really picked up all the tatters I don't want! What's wrong?

Finally feel guilty, do you want to hug the hard brothers of the year for warmth? "

Among the armies, the emperor is silent.

He looked around at the legion that surrounded him, looked at his former vassals, looked at the knights who continued to attack the dragon of natural disasters.

The banner of the red dragon is displayed, and the knights of the round table attack again!

"If so, how good would it be?"

He squeezed the long-lost illusory sword, and whispered softly: "If I were a dog, I could get them back, it would be no big deal to be a dog forever.

It can be destroyed so that it cannot be retrieved after all, and it is impossible for a dead person to come back to life. "

He closed his eyes and couldn't bear to look again.

"They are all fake, they are just phantoms in my memory. They are all dead and hate me to the bone. It is only my wishful thinking to come back and help me now.

It would be better to say that I am brazen in doing this. "

"But I have to do this..."

When he opened it again, his eyes became firm as iron:

"——These are all my mistakes, I have to make them to end them personally!"

With his voice, countless steel rubbing sounds sounded. In the sea of ​​light, countless figures reappeared, roaring, and unforgettable hatred burst out of it.

After plundering the power of Leviathan from the road to the ascension of the gods, the dragon power transformed from the heavens on earth was not full of destruction like the dragon of natural disasters. On the contrary, the lethality plummeted. Instead, It is unprecedented agility, just like a living thing.

In that, everyone seems to have self and life, and the hatred and anger in their eyes are so clear.

This is the result achieved after abandoning the path of natural disasters.

Musicians split their self-consciousness into fragments and nurture animality. At the end of this road, beastness combines elements and sublimates into phantom creatures that only exist in legends.

For example, the giant dragon, such as the giant snake that surrounds the atrium, are all kinds of things that degenerate into real natural disasters.

The thing that can run counter to this path is to purify the chaotic and crazy animal nature, extract the real human nature, turn the'beast' into'human', make them out of their control, have their own life and will .

With such achievements, summoned the former army of the dead, once again endowed the hatred and anger with soul, and endowed them with their bodies and bodies with dragon power.

Now...

"The time has come for revenge, all officials."

The emperor whispered: "This is all I can do for you."

At that moment, a frantic roar sounded from the array.

"Arthur! Arthur!!! Arthur!!!"

The mad steel giant walked out of the legion, roaring, he was enveloped in the heavy and huge armor, as if locked in a cage.

Heavy rivets are nailed to every interface, and hot iron slurry is poured into every gap.

The armor is like a coffin, sending him to hell, and dying after tortured, even after death, he will not be peaceful.

The first generation round table·Dagonite.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of the horses neighing sounded, no one roared, but everyone's heart screamed. On the dark horse, the headless knight swung his great sword and rushed out towards the dark natural disaster dragon. The great sword in his hand was full of cracks. The head in his arms opened his eyes, and his eyes were blood red.

The first generation round table·Pasival.

Immediately afterwards, invisible air currents gathered from the four directions, one after another children crying, and in an instant, a vague figure rose from the dragon, resembling a woman's feminine face leaving two lines of blood and tears.

He leaned over to salute the emperor, drew his long sword, and walked towards the turbulent battlefield.

The first generation round table·Gowen.

Behind him is a gloomy and melancholy middle-aged man.

He is the most complete person among the knights of the round table, but in the musician’s induction, countless creepy animalism turned into vicious thorns, which grew out of his body, and even implanted blood. Tortured.

The knight lowered his head, and after a moment of silence, he sighed softly, put on the steel mask, and clenched the sword.

A step forward was taken, but a galloping thunder was set off.

Thousand-fold high reproduction.

The first round table Lancelot!

Followed by is the silent Galahad, who set off a tidal wave of iron and wind...

With the sound of the twisting of countless steel strings one after another, amidst the screams that broke through the air, the iron light rose up into the sky like a torrential rain and fell towards the dragon.

The armored knights at the back after the three rounds of projectiles were over, they dropped their long bows that spread all over the fissures, and drew out heavy halberds and axes and spears into the iron stream.

In the turbulent roar of the world, the iron light collided with the natural disasters, and the blood burst out.

The dragon of natural disaster roars.

In the broken iron light, a dark golden glow ignited, and the horse crossed a long distance, breathed out a hot sniff, and leaped up. The emperor on the horse roared, and the sword in his hand was cut down.

Blood gushing.

The huge right eye of the dragon ruptured and was burned into charcoal by the scorching flame. In the next instant, the flesh and blood increased, the wound healed, and it was reborn immediately. Before Arthur even had time to laugh, he neighed.

In the healed wound, flames burst again, tearing the healing place, and the wound reappeared.

That is the animal nature of the same origin, and it is also a force that opposes it. As long as the emperor does not die, the Longwei remaining in the wound will continue to tear the wound again and again, unable to heal it.

"Garbage! A bunch of garbage!"

The dragon of natural disasters suffered severe pain, roared, swallowed the dragon fire, and burned a torch: "You traitors! I made you! Don’t you know how to be grateful?"

The emperor sneered: "Isn't today the time for reward to come?"

The claws tore through the air, patted them, and smashed the blade to pieces. The dragon of natural disaster fluttered its wings and roared: "I can kill you once, and I can kill you a second time! How many times is useless!"

In an instant, he rose into the sky and turned into a dark and scorching sun, spreading endless terrifying flames to the world, as if to burn the entire Avalon to ashes.

But between my fingers, the scorching sun collapsed, the endless rays of light that had gathered disappeared, and the black dragon was beaten back to its original shape, and it was even difficult to maintain the flight, struggling in shock, and falling from the air.

Boom!

The earth shook, and Arthur roared, his right eye was raised in pain and convulsions, but he saw the young man who had his eyes closed leisurely after Wan Jun.

White flying in the wind, like mercury.

He is holding a cane, his eyes are drooping, and his mouth is smiling, as if sinking into the deepest dream.

——The realm of dreams!

The power belonging to the dream weaver is fully deployed, forming a forbidden zone covering the entire sky.

Faults hundreds of meters wide cover the entire sky, completely concealing all changes inside, making it impossible to observe from the outside world.

The moment he closed his eyes, this place was cut off from the etheric realm.

The nine-layer Etheric Sea was opened up, forming a huge fault, covering it, isolating it from inside and out, and turning it into a cage.

Unfortunately, the situation is not as special as the holy city-with the collision of the sacred cauldron and the hundred eyes, Ye Qingxuan can call for the true silent moon to come, no matter what kind of natural disaster, under the pure light of purification , Will also usher in a tragic obliteration and return to nothingness.

Now, giving Ye Qingxuan ten courage and dare not do it again.

Last time, the silent warning when the Moon of Silence left left a deep shadow in Ye Qingxuan's heart.

Ye Qingxuan usually dreams occasionally with the music theory of the Silent Moon. If you really dared to pull the Silent Moon from the great source again, the Silent Moon might completely obliterate him without mercy.

But it’s just that, and the effect is sufficient.

Now, the dream of silence has formed a fault in the etheric sea, separating the physical world from the etheric world.

Except for Ye Qingxuan and the others who can rely on the national defense line to continuously obtain supplies from the earth and heaven, Arthur can no longer obtain any power from the etheric realm, even a single cent!

Even if it is a dragon of natural disasters, when imprisoned on the earth, what is the difference between it and a reptile?

"Asshole!"

Arthur roared, the black dragon roared, and countless mist-like dragons emerged from under the scales, igniting an inextinguishable black flame on his body.

The soil is incinerated and turned into a viscous, translucent liquid. A hundred meters away, you can still feel the terrifying heat.

Among the thousands of horses, the giant dragon lifted the ferocious dragon and stared at Ye Qingxuan's location.

In an instant, he rushed forward.

The big earthquake shook, the hurricane swept, the hot wind seemed to burn the lungs, the golden ocean was torn apart by the dark track, and Arthur rushed furiously, regardless of the swords and weapons that stabbed him. The power exploded from that body, bringing a wail that distorted the material world.

Ye Qingxuan's eyes are still drooping, motionless.

It's just that the hands holding the rod of fate gently tap the iron rod, and a hint of mockery evokes the corner of his mouth.

"——Angel hopes everyone will fulfill their duties."

Homeland Defense Front·Royal First Navy Fleet, activate!

So, the seven seas roared.

In the loud noise of the boiling ocean, a torrent of ether blows out on the surface. In an instant, the silent satellite island fell apart again, and what emerged from it was a huge and hideous outline.

That's a battleship!

The legendary fleet that once criss-crossed the Seven Seas once again emerged from the deep sea, shining brightly without the incompleteness of the past. In the frenzied ether fluctuations, the steel roared, the main gun warmed up and reloaded.

The magnificent melody sounded one after another.

The ether furnace is running under overload.

Power output.

The lock is complete.

In the next instant, a terrifying fire gushes out from the main gun.

The cannonball rubbed against the air, and in a flash, a dazzling light burst out. It was like twenty-four meteors descending from the sky, towards Avalon, and even the sound couldn't catch up.

What surprised Ye Qingxuan was that the old-fashioned main gun did not use modern mainstream ether crystals, but was driven by air compression. The alchemy matrix provided special alloy prisms with horror.

After being immersed in the sea for hundreds of years, the green gold plating on the surface has not been decayed. In the horror brought by the alchemy matrix, sparks and electric light burst from the prism, as if it turned into lightning, but in an instant, it penetrated a distance of tens of nautical miles and reached Avalon.

Immediately afterwards, the hurricane swept across.

Amidst the continuous roars, the terrifying air pressure rushed toward the face, almost suffocating.

The violent wind almost blew Ye Qingxuan away a hundred meters away.

The ashes rose to the sky, blocking the view.

I can only feel the terrifying heat coming from it.

The metal prism is made of alloy. The internal structure density is amazing, and the mass itself weighs several tons. Coupled with the horror caused by the alchemy matrix, once it hits, it can directly make a warship pass on the wall. Big hole.

Under the lock and aim of the ladder, the twenty-four metal prisms made no mistakes and made all the hits.

Even if it is an immortal natural disaster, no matter how strong the physical body is, it still needs to abide by the rules of the material world.

No matter how hard a substance is, it will never be intact under this level of terror.

Actually, through the smoke, Ye Qingxuan could already see Arthur's tragic feeling under the induction of the line of thought.

The seemingly solid metal prism is actually made up of a complex metal structure if the extremely thin coating on the surface is removed, which is an uncompromising achievement of mechanical engineering.

The only purpose is how to bring more damage to the target.

When the mass impact is over in an instant, the metal prism will be deformed under the strong reaction force, and the shell will crack at the same time, the countless thin paper iron pieces contained inside will fly out.

The purpose of its design is to hit an enemy ship, so that half of the ship’s enemy will be cut into flesh by countless pieces of iron.

In the squally wind, the twisted iron flakes rolled down at Ye Qingxuan's feet, already covered with minced meat.

It's miserable.

It's miserable.

Ye Qingxuan let out a sigh of relief, and the more happy he was, he raised his hand to the sky.

In the sky, huge shadows broke through the clouds and sank, revealing the outline of steel, hovering precisely outside the interference range of the Silent Realm.

On the deck of the steel ship, the chief engineer Bishop Carol wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, adjusting the shelling trajectory for the last time.

In the core under the layers of armor, the huge heart from the nomadic mountain is beating frantically. Next to the boiling ether pool~IndoMTL.com~ all the mechanical engineers are wiping cold sweat.

The ninth drive!

Since it was born, it has entered such a terrible operating mode, almost overloaded, and massive ether rushes under the deck, causing the entire hull to emit scorching heat, and the handrails on the side of the ship are hot like soldering irons.

This kind of almost self-destructive mode of operation, no matter how you look at it, seems to be used at the last moment when the enemy is killed together.

In fact, when the eighth level was driven, the engineers in charge of maintenance had already strongly protested.

But where is it?

This is the Inquisition!

There has never been a place where anyone dared to say'no' to the chief inquisitor's order, and no one wanted to say that... the enemy is a natural disaster! A real natural disaster!

Since their birth, the purifying musicians who have been dreaming of embarking on the road of the Eastern Expedition are about to burn with excitement, their eyes are red, and they even want to hit the boat directly like this.

The main gun warm-up is complete!

It was only an arrow on the string, but the terrifying murderous intent fell from the sky, and even the dust did not dare to fly. They hid in the surroundings, revealing the dragon of natural disasters that is quickly recovering from the scars in the mess.

Arthur raised his head in shock and sensed the deadly murderous intent, roars, gathering of dragons and powers from the Black Ship, and pierced the blockade of the dreamland, time and time again, almost making his dreams fall apart.

"Now, in the name of God and me, I am here to purify the original sin!"

Ye Qingxuan raised his hand and pointed to the sky. The burning red holy emblem on the ship of the nomadic mountain was exchanged for the bright light of the flame: "The sinner Arthur, the crime is heresy, sentenced to fire and executed on the spot!"

In that weird silence, Ye Qingxuan's mouth raised a cold smile:

"——deus-vu1t!!!"

So the gods wished.

The thunder and fire of punishment fell from the sky!