Silent Crown Chapter 786: Heaven
There was a sound, in every corner of everyone's consciousness.
At this moment, all contemplation and meditation are interrupted and occupied by the indescribable sound. You can listen to it whether you have ears or not, and you must listen to the whispers from the sky.
I can't see my lips open and close, as if words are like running water, falling down from the highest point, immersing everyone in it.
There is no more lingering sound in the world.
The only thing left is his soft whisper.
【I saw a new world again, the previous sky is gone, and the sea is no longer there. 】
So, in an instant, countless blood falling from the sky solidified and stagnated in the void, as if frozen in amber. Immediately afterwards, the sound of crystal cracking sounded, blood spreading from the ground.
Countless crimson crystals grow from the blood, just like new buds sprouting on top of the fertile soil. In a flash, crystal plants grow on the ground.
The rain of blood solidified in the void also grows, just like the moisture under the microscope turned into snowflakes, and the complex prisms grow staggered, forming a perfect order and symmetrical topological pattern.
Under the interference of endless nature, the entire solidified world has become a huge reactor.
The rain of blood was refined into a static and huge crystal forest, with countless crystals hanging high, the world turned into a foreign land, and there was no strangeness and terror between just a few fingers, but it was full of solemnity and magnificence.
Finally, a finger bends, pops out, and hits the blood crystal in front of him.
Crash!
The crisp sound spread.
Immediately afterwards, it was like a roar of ice.
The spores shattered, and the sound of one after another cracking spread on the earth, giving off a loud crash of lava and ice. Numerous sharp sounds of gold and iron friction overlapped in one place, turning into a grand elegy that is difficult for human ears to hear. .
In the huge resonance, the rupture spreads.
White cracks emerged from the crystals of blood water, penetrated from the inside out, split, and finally, all the substances contained in it were completely torn apart, accompanied by the roaring collapse, the dust dissipated and returned to nothingness .
The rain of blood that filled the world disappeared without a trace.
The earth is restored as if divided.
From **** to the world, even if it is still devastated.
Immediately afterwards, in the sky, those eyes turned to look at the earth.
【From the dust, go to the dust. 】
The voice said, "If you don't live properly, you shouldn't live again. 】
Since the neighing sound has sounded on the ground, the dark green insect eggs quickly dimmed and lost their color. In the end, they became pure dirt particles.
In the dense green mist that filled the air, the sounds of countless locusts flapping their wings one after another, but then, the harsh sounds became scattered.
Because the wings are breaking and withering.
The jaw-dropping poisonous locusts lost their wings and fell from the sky.
It’s different from the blood scorched earth formed by cursing the remaining poison. It is the weak spirituality formed by the violent beastliness blending into the soil and decayed grass seeds. The countless broken beastliness remaining in the ether gather together to form even itself. The poisonous locusts are almost non-existent in their spirituality, but the number is terrifying to hundreds of millions, without the slightest consciousness, but they are endowed with fierce poison by the chaotic animal nature, and the innate hunger of living creatures, which will never be full.
At this moment, the incredible amount of terror is useless at all.
Under the gaze of those eyes, the extremely polluting chaotic animality was easily wiped away. After the scales were shaken off, they turned into gray bloated moths.
Soon, one by one froze on the ground, breaking, leaving only dust in the cracked shell.
Along with the divine power running on the earth, the rushing tide of mercury freezes in place, forming a lifelike silver sculpture. The white storm roars and roars, but the slower it turns, the craziness is no longer...
The world full of natural disasters is being changed.
The light shines on everything.
All things welcome salvation.
【Don't be angry until sunset, and don't give place to the devil. 】
At that moment, all the holy spirits felt a strong suffocation, as if they were stepped into the stone, and their lungs could hardly move. Even if there was no lungs in the etheric incarnation, the suffocation at the moment was so strong.
Even the ether flowing in the body no longer obeys his own dispatch.
I have a new owner.
Under the gaze of those eyes, the projection of the sacred cauldron dissipated, and was driven out of this place amid the loud ringing of the bell.
The remaining Holy Spirit quickly retreats and then retreats.
In the silent stare, deathly silence fills.
"We retreat."
Chopin made a hoarse order.
Mendelssohn turned his head in shock, and his expression became angry, "The cardinal church's orders will not retreat...Do you want to escape?"
"The cardinals want to fight to death, then let them fight to death." Chopin's expression was indifferent: "Now that it is, will the death fight make sense? Or is it..."
He pointed to the **** hanging high in the sky, and sneered at his colleague: "Do you think it takes how much effort it takes to kill us?"
Mendelssohn was silent.
"Retreat, I will bear all the consequences."
Chopin closed his eyes and said, "Faced with this kind of thing...no matter how much sacrifice, it is meaningless."
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At this moment, endless power is running in the magnificent light, and wherever the light shines, there is the supreme will to control everything and direct the many chaos to normal.
Starting from the material world, the light travels in the sea of ether, making all storms calm down forcibly, and then, after breaking through the boundaries of the ether world, the origin of natural disasters is completely separated.
Where the magnificent light passes, all disasters are wiped out.
Remove all natural disasters...completely!
Paganini's smile became rigid.
Charles, what are you doing? ! ! !
This is not swallowing and absorbing, this is pure destruction. After paying a huge price... the gods will completely wipe out the natural disasters from the earth, and even the origins will be completely destroyed.
From then on, the eight phenomena will disappear without a trace.
Immediately afterwards, the rays of light hanging high in the sky fell.
God works.
The roaring earth was restored to stability again, and the rock formation that sank below was once again supported by the new rock formation. The volcano roared and erupted, but the boiling lava was too late to erupt, so it sank into the earth's crust again along the cracks in the rock formations. .
The anger of the mountains and the earth was re-drained, the lava flowing in the river cooled and solidified, and the heat was no longer. Then, a new river was opened, clear springs surged, and rushed again.
The sulphur overflowing in the air dissipated, and the dark sky formed by the gathering of ashes burst, exposing the dark starry sky behind it. Moonlight once again fell on this piece of land, but it could not conceal the brilliance of the gods.
The brilliance runs on the earth, like flowing water, causing countless rubble and dust to rise, making the collapsed walls and ruins to return to integrity again, and wherever they pass, there is no more mourning.
The pain and suffering cannot continue to linger, because relief is granted to everyone.
Only did not leave it to myself...
Divinity is burning.
Let the gods bathe in the fire of creation.
Originally pure and pure divinity, at this moment is controlled by the will in the tiny body, in the flames, the drooping eyes are struggling, and they are slowly lifted, the human glow is revealed, painful and firm .
[If your right eye makes you fall, gouge it out... throw it away. 】
He bent down with difficulty, stretched out his hand, and pressed his face, the magnificent voice dissipated, and what he uttered from his mouth turned into a hoarse whisper:
"I would rather... lose one of your bodies than... throw your whole body in hell..."
Reciting the inexplicable "Holy Code" in his heart, a resolute expression flashed in Charles's eyes, his palm suddenly stretched out, and a convulsive whine burst from his throat.
The roar is running in the sky.
As if heaven and earth were angry.
With that finger pierced into the eye socket.
At this moment, everyone was stunned, staring at the lunatic on the sky, watching him dug out his right eye with difficulty and pain, cutting off the road to the great source.
The King of Huang got up in consternation, his face stiffened, but beside him, Ye Qingxuan was laughing and laughing, as if the person who lost the game was not himself.
Along with the cracking sound, Charles slowly lowered his palm, spreading his five fingers, revealing the divinely condensed right eye in his palm.
There was only a hole in the original right eye.
Blood was left on the face.
The scar has not healed.
Because the omnipotent power is quickly dissipating.
It's like tearing oneself completely into two, the part that belongs to power is stripped out, and with the loss of the right eye, even the projection of Eden is turbulent and disappears again.
The huge wings abandoned him, dissipating in the depths of the etheric realm.
The gods are no longer.
The young man fell from the sky, toward the earth, like being expelled from the kingdom of God.
No more power remains.
The hurricane rushed towards his face. In the continuous fall, the long-lost weakness and pain filled the body again, and the earth rushing towards the face opened his arms like death, waiting for the final embrace.
But he didn't feel scared.
Just satisfied.
"How are you guys."
He smiled hard at the corner of his mouth, stared at everything in the world with the remaining one eye, and whispered softly: "I'm back again..."
The darkness engulfed him.
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When he opened his eyes from the mud~IndoMTL.com~he heard Paganini's voice.
"If I hadn't reacted quickly, you would have fallen to death by now."
"Really?"
Charles grinned reluctantly, only to feel the sharp pain of twitching in his limbs, "This is..."
"Seriously injured."
Paganini replied indifferently, "I only have time to prevent you from falling to death. The spine was severely injured, both legs were broken, and the internal organs ruptured and bleeds. You have been severely anemia long ago, relying on divine support. After losing your divinity, you will immediately kill yourself... After returning to the Caucasus, you will probably be in bed for several years."
"It sounds terrible." Charles sighed, "Did you save me?"
"You saved yourself."
Paganini said, "Among the Asgardians you rescued, there is a chant doctor who gave you a blood transfusion."
"Ah, thank him for me."
Charle smiled a little ashamed, trying to scratch his head, but couldn't raise his arm. .
"He is dead."
Charle was stunned, his smile stiffened, and after a long time, he sighed softly, "That's it... because you saved me?"
Paganini did not speak.
"Any smoke?"
"No, I don't smoke." Paganini said coldly: "You'd better quit smoking now. As a mortal, your body can no longer bear those bad habits."
"Hmm."
Charle responded, not sure if he heard him, but stared at the sky with the remaining one eye.
Looking at countless erratic figures rising from the ruins and flying towards the illusory country. It's like the soul flying in the sky, free from the torture of life, and walk into the world of the deceased.
"What are you looking at?"
Charles stared at the phantoms flying into the sky, and murmured softly for a long time.
"Perhaps the kingdom of heaven, right?"