Silent Crown Chapter 651: The situation is weird

Fiction: The Crown of Silence Author: Fengyue Update Time: 2017-04-2019:06

The whole sky is like a boiling pot. Countless rainbow lights are tumbling, and there are loud and terrifying noises bursting out one after another.

In an instant, the war rose to a height that ordinary people could not handle.

Just standing so far away, Ye Qingxuan was still able to sense the earth-shattering collision in it through the Nine Heavens Ring Pei, and countless music theories frequently occurred and died, as if the stars were extinguished and reignited. The movements overlap in one place, countless melodies are entangled, wind and fire fight like swords.

Even if the pressure from the two scepters is under the pressure from the front, Schubert's rhythm has not changed in any way. Like a reef hidden in the stormy waves.

Even if it seems so turbulent, the situation is gradually under control. Facing such an enemy, the more you attack, the more powerless you will feel, but you still can't stop.

Once you lose the initiative, you will be completely defeated...

One person vs. two scepters.

"It's amazing."

Ye Qingxuan sighed softly, turned his head, and glanced behind him: "Why do you guys like to run behind others to be scary?"

Behind him is empty.

There are no people in the quiet streets.

"I hate this kind of mystery."

Ye Qingxuan sighed and rubbed his brows impatiently: "Or, do you think you can hide it? Naberis..."

There was a dancing flame in those moon-filled eyes, reflecting an erratic shadow.

In the void, awkward laughter sounded.

A puff of black smoke appeared out of thin air, meandering like a snake. Then, it swelled, and a crackling sound rang out, first bones, then muscles, and finally sticky blood.

In the end, from the swelling black smoke, a naked man walked out of thin air, and then, gorgeous clothes grew from his body.

In the end, it was a black top hat.

"Dear friend, your loyal friend-Naberis, come at your call."

The visitor smiled, raised his finger, and lifted the brim of his hat: "I was still confident in my Fate Chapter, even the Inquisition couldn't find me.

Unexpectedly, even if it is semi-etheric, it still can't hide from your eyes.

Can you tell me what went wrong? "

"No, there is no problem with your movement, even if it is detected by the referee, you can't be felt." Ye Qingxuan shook his head: "You are the one who has the problem."

Smart people speak well.

Naberis was stunned for a moment, and then he shook his head mockingly: "Almost forgot, you are the savior who killed Leviathan with your own hands. This body usurped the blood of Leviathan, and naturally also concealed it. But you."

Ye Qingxuan can't say anything, just nodded lightly:

"Good idea."

It's really good.

Whether it is the blood of Leviathan that is reproduced from Mordred’s blood and dragon’s power, or based on this, it reconciles the blood and music theory of unknown monsters, and finally produces Into a new body.

Nabelis’ own talents are undoubtedly top-notch, and his skills and ideas are perfect.

Apart from being a black musician, there is no problem at all.

The chief judge of the Inquisition and the most talented black musician in the past 100 years, the two reunited in the return to the market, but they didn't call out to kill them as soon as they met.

The two sides are far apart, keeping a safe distance, refraining from the idea of ​​gambling to kill each other, really like two friends who have reunited for a long time, saying hello to each other, completely friendly.

"Long time no see, you look good."

Nabelis looked at him, "Did the music theory I gave you work well last time?"

"Not bad."

Ye Qingxuan thanked: "I helped a lot when fusing the music theory of Hundred Eyes."

"That's good." Nabelis seemed to sigh with emotion, and his expression was pleased: "So I said that I didn't read it wrong, you should come to be a black musician."

"Don't replay this kind of old tune, right?" Ye Qingxuan's tone was casual: "However, if you are willing to abandon the secret, I can reserve a place for you in the Inquisition."

Nabelis seems to be moved: "What if I want the title of bishop?"

"Can be considered."

Ye Qingxuan answered with a serious face.

"Just thinking about it?" Naberis frowned: "It's too shameless, Mr. Ye, if you come to me, I can let you sit on an equal footing with me! Isn't this completely asymmetric?"

Ye Qingxuan asked in return: "Do you think people with normal brains will join the Inquisition, or become black musicians?"

Nabelis is unmoved: "No, as long as the brain is normal, ordinary people won't think about it, right?"

"Well, that's right."

Ye Qingxuan smiled indifferently: "That means I was rejected?"

"Don't jump to conclusions so quickly, my friend." Naberis smiled: "Let me think about it again."

"Then I will wait for good news."

Ye Qingxuan smiled: "See you next time?"

"See you next time."

Nabelis stroked his chest and said goodbye.

Ye Qingxuan took two steps back, turned and left.

Only Naberis was left standing alone.

A long time, a long time.

Amid the roar from the sky, he sighed softly and looked up at where Ye Qingxuan was originally.

"Why didn't you shoot?"

In the void, the water mist rolled, and a vague shadow emerged from it, gradually clear.

That was a very young person, dressed in Tsing Yi, with smooth and fair skin, and he looked like a man and a woman, with a strange beauty, but not restricted to gender.

Obviously in human form, but looking at it can only make people feel inhuman.

"He knows I am here."

The former saint named Paganini, now the dark congregation said indifferently: "He is guarded against you, when you start chatting with him, he is even more guarded."

Nabelis frowned: "Can he find you?"

"Absolutely impossible." Paganini was very confident about this, "The problem is with you."

Nabelis was silent for a long time, then suddenly laughed.

Laughter is full of self-deprecating.

"I'm afraid... you guessed it?"

He finally figured out what the problem was.

Originally, before the fall of the Hundred Eyes, he had made an agreement with Ye Qingxuan that he would give him his music theory research on the Hundred Eyes, and as a price, he would lend the garment of original sin to Nabelis. Study for a day.

As a result, when the old thing was brought up again, Naberis didn't care about the clothes of original sin at all, as if he had no interest in changing music theory.

It's impossible to think about it with your toes.

Then there is only one conclusion left: He doesn't need the clothes of original sin anymore, because he has acquired the theory of alteration.

This body that blends the blood of unknown demons into one is proof.

Except for the Clothes of Original Sin, the only place where you can get the core secrets of changing music theory is in the hands of its creator, Paganini.

Especially the great killer of the theory of change music, even if it is between the master and the apprentice, it will be hidden and not taught. Now that Naberis has obtained the theory of change music, he has proved that he and Paganini are good. Like glue like paint...

"I guessed so many things with just a slight negligence."

Nabelis covered his face, and the face covered under his palm showed a weird look: "It's getting more and more terrifying, Lord Presiding Judge.

Perhaps, we should have kept him just now. "

"Don't worry."

Paganini looked indifferent: "The general trend cannot be changed by one person-I didn't intend to be able to cross out two names on the list at once."

He paused, narrowed his eyes, and looked at the core of the fight:

"He is in the second sequence. It is still a long time. We always have a chance."

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The battle lasted ten minutes.

Burke’s car was the first to be damaged. Under the power of the saint, even if it fought hand in hand with another scepter, it would be difficult to resist Schubert’s movement.

Under that famous out-of-the-art melody, the outcome is settled.

However, Schubert did not take advantage of the victory to chase down and knock down the two scepters. Instead, after mastering a third of the stone plate, the scepter hovered in the air and stopped moving. .

Five minutes passed.

Ten minutes have passed.

Half an hour passed...

Everyone looked at each other, wondering what was going on with Schubert. Even Ye Qingxuan couldn't understand what Schubert was doing.

For some reason, he was a little uneasy.

This anxiety comes from the Naberis who just met.

For the time being, no matter how Nabelis got into the hometown, a scepter showdown is a rare event for any musician. Even if it's just onlookers, you can get an insight.

Ye Qingxuan noticed that, from the beginning to the end~IndoMTL.com~Nabelis was watching him.

I don't care about the duel in the sky, even as if I already knew the result.

I didn't watch it.

I didn't even look at it.

Although it feels a bit too much to think about this way, but for people like Naberis, no amount of thinking and guarding can be overstated. Both sides know each other, the position has determined everything, if given the opportunity, no matter how good the relationship is, it will hurt the killer.

Moreover, the relationship between the two is not much better.

At best, it can be regarded as mutual use.

In the distance, he hesitated for a long time, and decided to move closer to Schubert's direction.

But when he quietly moved closer, he found that many musicians had already appeared nearby. Everyone tacitly maintained a safe distance, and did not approach Schubert rashly, just watching from a distance.

The first thing that catches my eyes is a tragic corpse.

The liver and brain are painted on the ground.

It's Raymond.

Ye Qingxuan distinguished it for a long time, and finally distinguished the characteristics of the old man from the almost fragmented corpse. But he didn't expect that Raymond, who originally planned to entangle a few times, would die in Guixu so simply and neatly.

Dead...by Schubert's side.

Ye Qingxuan looked away and looked at the old nun who was chanting sutras next to the corpse.

The old nun was covered in heavy monk clothes, like an old mother who has abided by the rules for decades. Holding a string of rose rosary in both hands, as if he didn't notice anything, he looked down at his fingertips.

Ye Qingxuan could faintly see her lips open and close, whispering something.

Actually, some musicians who are good at lip reading already infer what she is reading.

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