Silent Crown Chapter 676: The Valuable Property of the Abyss
Ye Qingxuan feels that he can fight very well now.
But if you can fight again, now there is a natural disaster, and he is also on the street properly. The away game is so terrible, let alone fighting Paganini.
Last time, it was only with the sword in the stone and the backhand of Hermes that he barely managed to stand firm in front of Paganini, and in the end he was lucky to win by relying on the gate of heaven.
Now that Paganini has been gifted by the abyss, his own strength has entered a realm that Ye Qingxuan can't understand. God knows what method he used to enter Guixu ahead of time.
The rich inheritance left by the Hundred Eyes is unknown to him. Although he cannot completely occupy the ruins, it is enough to wedge the theory of changeable music into it.
The rules left by the kings have long been changed by him, and in the power gifted by Guixu, there are all hidden changes in music...
With this hand,'borrowing chickens to lay eggs', he divides the theory of changeable music between the inside and outside, not only through the deaths of many musicians, infiltrating his own power into the Guixu, but also through the gift of the Guixu , Implanted his own music theory into every musician in Guixu.
No wonder the black musicians were almost completely out of trouble this time.
They don't want to intervene, and they hope things get messy. If it weren't for Ye Qingxuan's accomplishment of the Fate Chapter, and if he had ever had a deep understanding of the Clothes of Original Sin, no one would have discovered the changing music theory hidden in everyone's Fate Chapter.
They were infiltrated by Paganini without realizing it, still immersed in illusory power, defenseless against the abyss.
As long as Paganini moves, these people will immediately degenerate into black musicians, and their own music theory and consciousness will undergo the transformation of the abyss.
In the entire material world, almost all the masters of well-known schools will be mastered by Paganini and become his most loyal subordinates. Through these people, I am afraid that what will come next is the great schism of the material world school.
I don't know how many schools will be dragged into the abyss.
Only this one, Paganini is enough to open up the situation in the material world, and then set off a wave...not to mention what Paganini has become at that time.
If Ye Qingxuan didn't guess wrong...this is a reincarnation ceremony.
He wants to be like Arthur, turning his consciousness into the natural disaster brewed by Guixu. It's just that his chances are thousands of times better than those of him, and he has transformed natural disasters directly from the'embryo stage'.
Once he is born, his position of natural disasters seems to be born with him, with unlimited growth possibilities. In time, I am afraid that even the **** position of the Hundred Eyes will be swallowed by him...
"I can't control this matter, I can't control it! Sign up first, and then let Servin call for help..."
Ye Qingxuan's finger clicked, and the electric light burst out from between his fingers and fell on the infected musician. The electric light flickered and penetrated into the chapter of fate. In order to survive and maintain their own personality and consciousness, the masters can't take care of their lives being held by Ye Qingxuan.
The entanglement of music theory in the electric light has faintly formed a lock, which completely fixes most of the music theory, and there is no change.
Immediately afterwards, the prohibition of factional interference forced everything apart and sealed the infected part again.
It's like a temporary surgery.
Of course, Ye Qingxuan was very unkind and entangled the theory of purification music.
The expressions of several masters suddenly became very exciting, as if they were tied to a fire. Once the changing music theory is touched, they may not have time to convert into black musicians, and they will be burned to ashes by the fire of Ye Qingxuan's verdict.
"According to power urgently, follow power urgently."
Ye Qingxuan comforted them: "You don’t use the music before you leave to the market. After leaving, I will slowly help you take out the mutated music theory... You don’t want to become a black musician and shame your school, right Wrong?"
The old masters glanced at each other and couldn't help sighing in unison.
Isn't it enough for them to be ashamed these two days?
The world is changing so fast, the waists of the old men flashed, and they couldn't keep up with the rhythm.
Some of them have broken their jars, and plan to accept their lives obediently and stay in the religious court, at least comfortably if they still have their lives to return.
When you are old, you must pay attention to safety. It is good to stay in your own hut, and go out... forget it.
But there are still people who have questions about this: "Do you have a way to leave Guixu?"
"Of course."
Ye Qingxuan raised his head and looked at the edge of the return to the ruins in the distance—the torrent of ether that separates the inside and outside like a ten thousand zhang frenzy—he knocked on the rod of destiny in his hand.
Separate the sea?
It may be difficult.
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"My projection in Guixu has been revealed."
Paganini opened his eyes.
With the turmoil of Guixu, the deep underground and the gloomy tombs are also filled with low echoes, and the bricks and stones are cracking. But the people staying here didn't panic at all, obviously as expected.
"It was much later than the expected time. Your arrangement has bought us three days."
The speaker is a dwarf.
The dwarf with metallic skin is suspended in mid-air, wearing a robe that does not fit his body. The hem of the robe is shattered, as if burned by flames, and the scorched corners are flying in the air with him. .
In the midair, there are also many creatures floating.
Some of them are moon spirits, some are half-dragons, some look like humans, and some are simply something weird. But the body carries the same characteristic, that is, a huge head.
The head occupies at least one-third of their body, and even at the innermost part, some people are completely mutilated, leaving only one head in the copper plate.
Abyss sage.
These are the demons who have inherited the property of the Hundred Eyes and the favor of the abyss, and they have gathered here secretly.
The skull with its skin withered to almost bark was lying on the velvet cushion, but there was a blazing fire of will in its eyes, staring at Paganini:
"You did a good job, Paganini. It's worthy of praise."
Paganini's eyebrows are slightly raised. For so many years, he has rarely spoken with this skull, which is heavily relied on by a hundred-eyed person, and has rarely been praised by him.
"As you can see, I have completed the first step of the promise, so what do I ask for?"
Paganini stretched out his hand.
On the withered skull, the fire in the eye hole was extinguished, and after a brief silence, he spoke again. Even if there is no heart, he can control the ether with his will, shake the air, and make a sound.
"We brought it, hope you can make good use of it."
As soon as the voice fell, the three sages of the abyss slowly floated out from the darkness, and then, heavy footsteps rang out--amidst the guards and guards of the three monsters, that thing slowly Went under the light.
That was a...person.
To be precise, she was a fat, bloated woman who was almost afraid to look directly at her. When she walked, it was like a round meat ball sliding slowly on the ground, and every step she took, she would make waves of meat. Exaggerated to the extent that there are several big heads of breasts, it is a scene that only appears in nightmares.
Paganini was stunned, and looked at the woman who seemed to be in her forties. He turned his head and asked the skull: "Are you sure?"
The skull is indifferent: "Don't be confused by appearance, Paganini. In order to find it, we searched for sixteen cycles in the etheric realm, and spent a lot of money to infuse it in this body.
If you want to ask me if this is what you want, I will tell you, this is.
This is the kind mother who gave birth to countless lives, the poisonous woman who destroyed countless lives, the saint who saved countless lives, and the **** and prostitute who harbored countless lives.
She is one of the "four living creatures", one of the natural disasters above the countless natural disasters.
——The Dark Mother! "
The bloated woman was looked at, without any reaction at all, her eyes were hollow, only a dull breathing. This is a container, a container that has been modified.
The true Dark Mother has never even had a body, and no one can even generalize its state. Only by storing it in a container of the physical body, can it be carried from the distant etheric realm to the physical realm.
So, there is no need to pay attention to appearances.
What really matters is the internal stuff.
Paganini looked at her, and she looked at Paganini too.
Suddenly, Paganini's face was itchy, and he reached out to touch it, but found that the perfect body he had created~IndoMTL.com~, but there were spots of horny, and the itchy ears had appeared behind the ears. A crack was formed, and something like the parotid gland was slowly taking shape.
He was taken aback and took a few steps back before the abnormality on his face slowly subsided.
In just a few seconds, even the body created by Paganini changed under her gaze. Except for the Dark Earth Mother, no one in the world can do that.
The skull doesn't have any expressions, as if he wasn't deliberately watching his jokes.
"Paganini, use it with care." It said: "This is the most precious possession of the abyss."
"I understand."
Paganini took a white cloth out of his arms, carefully unfolded it, raised his palm, and covered the white veil on the bloated woman's face, hiding her sight, and acting gently as if putting a veil on the bride.
"Come with me."
He took the palm of the obese woman from the guard of the abyss sage, carefully led her towards the deepest part of the tomb, passed the long corridor, passed countless cold reliefs, and passed dozens of After opening the door, they stepped onto the suspended platform.
Under the high platform, there are countless flashes of ether burning.
The silver streamer gathered into a whirlpool, and the scorching flames rose into the sky, so dazzling, it was impossible to look directly.
This is the place where Gaius invested in the Hundred Armed Giant, and it is also the place where the Anglo people regained the Dragon Slaying Spear. Now after hundreds of years of whale swallowing, since the deepest part of the death well, there is a The existence of horror is slowly brewing and will soon be awakened.
Paganini dragged her to the edge of the high platform, reached out, and took a stone knife from Paganini's hand.
The stone knife carved from obsidian reflects Paganini's face.
The serene face that looked like a man and a woman was so quiet in the reflection of the blade.
Cold light flashed.