Silent Crown Chapter 835: Trial (1)

The moss condensed on the stone bricks on the ground, and the withered color appeared in the dim corridor where the sun was not visible all day long.

Except for the scratches in the middle where people often walk around and when carrying goods, the sides of the corridor have been covered with moss, making the floor look like a torn blanket.

Whenever the heavy iron door at the end of the corridor was pushed open, the broken yellow and green stall was torn apart.

The dim light from behind the door illuminates the face of the middle-aged priest.

It seems to be declining before getting old, with mottled white hair neatly combed behind his head, his face is sharp, with a cold expression, wearing a black religious robe, like an iron soul.

The white shadows in the pupils of the eyes swept across, and it made people shudder.

But with the sound behind the door, his face wrinkled slightly.

It seems like singing.

The distant hoarse groaning and vague breathing are intertwined, as if it has become a light chant, but this chant is so strange, with a sticky texture, which is extremely unpleasant.

In the huge underground space behind the door, only the kerosene lamp hanging on the dome brings dim light.

Dozens of huge pools exude a pungent smell. In some pools, the waves are surging, but you can't see what is hidden. Some ponds are dry and empty, only the dark red silt at the bottom of the pond.

The other pool has been emptied halfway, and the heavy iron chain has fallen from the top dome, half-hanging the behemoth, supporting the boneless creature.

It's like the flesh is forcibly pinched together. After all the bones are extracted, the pure flesh and blood leans against the pull of the chain, and a part of the tissue is protruded from the deep pool.

Along with the ups and downs of the sex, the vague white air seems to be exhaled conveniently from the mouth and nose, and the operation of the lungs and the viscera produces a muddy sound of liquid surging, which blends into the weird chant and sets the tone of the melody.

The priest frowned, without squinting his eyes, passing through the inhuman living creatures, and went straight to the end.

At the end of the hall, in front of the last deep pool, the scholar dressed in white looked down at the creation in the pool, immersed in what was marked on the notebook, and did not notice the person behind him.

It was not until the priest coughed unpleasantly that he turned his head, raised his heavy glasses, and looked closely for a while before he nodded suddenly.

"Ah, you are here, is the trial about to begin?"

"There are three hours left."

The priest responded indifferently: "I will investigate the situation of ‘him’ on behalf of the Cardinal Church to ensure that he can attend the trial, at least... can sit alive on the chair to be judged.

The messengers of all countries are waiting for this judgment, but don't make any mistakes. "

"Ah, this, don't worry."

The scholar's old face showed a strange smile: "He is very good now."

Following his words, a huge searchlight hung from the top dome. After the sparks of electric light flashed, it burst out with a pale and dazzling light, and the lamppost was thrown straight into the pool behind the scholar, illuminating the pool. The... that thing.

Something is floating in the dark green viscous liquid.

As far as the eye can see, the first thing that draws the line of sight is its bones.

After the iron skeleton was burnt, it was thrown into the water and twisted into a strange appearance. In some places, joints that shouldn't exist were proliferated, and in others, they were completely mutilated.

The twisted spine can only be distinguished vaguely. Many joints have merged together, and there are joints that come out from strange places and float in the water.

The same deformed muscles are attached to it, but they don’t seem to be firmly attached, such as seaweed floating in the tide, the diseased organs grow in the cage of the skeleton and between the seaweed, and some have grown out of the body but not at all. feel.

It has been distorted like this, but after the first glance, it still feels... it looks like a person.

Because of its head.

Compared with the distorted and deformed body, the head is so perfect, like a delicate face made by a **** adorns it, and the blond hair floats in the solution, like melted green gold.

The only thing that obstructs the eyes is the huge iron plug wedged into the bone from the back of its head, even occupying the place where the brain tissue is. After removing everything that can be removed, it fills the skull with something like a lock. in.

Constrain it in it.

At that moment, the priest was stunned, only to feel chills all over his body.

"Are you stunned?"

The scholar laughed contentedly: "After all, when it was delivered, there was only half a head and a broken skeleton. In just two days, it has grown to this extent now.

Look, the lymphatic tissue has almost recovered, although like the internal organs, it has grown into a mess without any means. But at least there is no problem with going to court. "

In the icy silence, the priest subconsciously drew the holy emblem on his chest, and the lingering fear remained.

As if aware of the scholar's teasing on him, his expression became more and more gloomy: "At least let him make up his limbs? Also, what is going on with this **** look?"

"This? Don't worry, before that, we will implant the dermis, at least it looks...like a human."

The scholar just shook his head slightly, and his expression became mocking: "However, I think the jury members would prefer to see this look, right?

If everyone can recognize what the so-called Son of God is like, I am afraid there will be no more inexplicable mercy. "

The priest frowned, and his voice was solemn: "Make it clear, I am here to convey the order of the Holy See to you! Not to discuss with you! You only need to follow the order!"

Short silence.

The scholar looked at him with weird eyes, like a fool who knew nothing.

"Shh!"

The weird old man raised a finger to his mouth: "Be quiet, don't disturb him."

At that moment, the priest was stunned.

In the deep pool, in the viscous liquid, under the golden shreds, that face suddenly twitched, and then, his sleeping eyes suddenly opened.

The eye sockets on one side were empty, while on the other side, bloodshot scarlet pupils suddenly looked above the water, quietly looking at the priest's eyes.

Just being watched, it seems to be swallowed by great fear.

The priest staggered back, stepped on the slippery moss by the pool, and almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, one arm stretched over and grabbed his hand.

"He is awake!"

The priest pointed to the thing in the pool in amazement, his expression distorted.

"No, no, no, it's just a neural response."

The scholar smiled weirdly and let go of his hand. Only now did the priest feel a slippery sensation from his wrist. At this time, he sounded, the touch was so soft when he was just pulled, as if he had no bones...

The scholar did not have any abnormalities, the smile remained the same, but he pointed his finger in the pool: "In fact, after the gray matter of the brain is suppressed and removed, whether it is conscious or not has to say otherwise."

The priest subconsciously asked: "What about the confession that the master church wants?"

"This is indeed a problem."

The scholar chuckled twice: "It is now immersed in its own dream, and all outside interference cannot awaken it. However, I heard that you were quite good at interrogation a few years ago, anyway, it’s still early. Maybe you can try it?"

"Forget it, forget it..."

The priest shook his head without thinking.

It's just that, before leaving, he couldn't help turning his head after all, looking into the pool, his gaze swept across his pupils, and he touched them.

As if afraid of being burned by a soldering iron.

"...That kind of thing is no longer human."

The door is closed.

"Haha." The scholar looked at the direction where the priest was leaving, his smile still mocking.

But soon, there was sudden turbulence.

Boom!

The dome vibrates, and rusty dust falls.

It was like an earthquake. The huge impact came from the city above the surface and went deep underground, still forming a terrifying impact.

As if there was a giant trampling on the ground in anger, the aftermath spread, bringing thunderous echoes.

In the deep pool, the viscous dark green liquid also turbulent.

The pupil blinked.

Unnoticeable.

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The first thunder sounded.

The iron curtain shook the sky, and the torn scars had not yet healed. The faint twilight that flowed in from the sky overnight illuminates the dark sea and sky.

Light up the steel monsters swiftly breaking through the waves.

The legendary warship nomadic mountain burst out and screamed, and the melody of the Thunder Chapter was once again set off in the sharp whistle.

On the deck, Ye Qingxuan raised his hand, echoing the power of the ethernet net.

The endless ether gathered, and in the terrifying waves of the shaking of the sky and the earth, he once again clenched the thunder light spear that was born out of nothing, and threw it forward.

Gungnir roared.

Under the impetus of the World Tree, it whizzed out towards the dark sea ahead.

The waves roll over, and everything runs through.

The thunder light soared into the sky and descended from the sky again, exuding a tyrannical atmosphere. After tearing through the layers of fog, it unabashedly launched an attack on the city that once entrusted all the glory of mankind.

Destruction is coming!

So, after layers of protection, the walls of the steel city were burned to red.

Countless seawater was evaporated, soaring into the sky, turning into torrential rain and splashing down.

The nomadic mountain roars forward.

After the sea wave opened up, the dragon roar burst out.

Dozens of huge shadows moved forward from the rainstorm, following the nomadic mountain, towards the holy city!

It was the first generation royal fleet shaped by the Golden Dragon, and the legendary army that once crisscrossed the Seven Seas.

Through the flow of the Ethernet network, at this moment, tens of thousands of war musicians are betting their consciousness here, supporting the realization of this terrorist fleet, and pushing these giants through dozens of coordinated transfers. ...To attack!

As the fleet advances, the frantic sea area ahead seems to be irritated. If there is a substantial gray mist rising from the sea, it forms an illusory wall, which is erected on the sea area layer by layer to remove all outsiders. Turned away.

The torrential rain splashed and fell on the wall of emptiness, then it broke, and the water vapor curled up.

Between heaven and earth is the roar of sea water.

Under the washing of rain, the musicians on the deck wore heavy raincoats, like ghosts wandering above a ghost ship.

Someone stepped forward to report.

"His Royal Highness, has arrived in the sea area of ​​the Holy City!"

He raised his voice and tried to suppress the loud noises: "The holy city has opened the sea protection and issued a warning to us, asking us to retreat 30 nautical miles, otherwise we will resort to force..."

"Don't worry about it."

The master holding the thunder light indifferently raised his face and stared at the sharp and angular city in the distance. The white hair danced in the violent wind, like burning silver flowing in the air, exuding hot temperature.

"——Bump over!"

At that moment, there was a series of low and dull noises from the nomadic mountain, and countless rivets popped from the armor, and as the outer armor was detached, it revealed the hideous face hidden under the armor.

Sixteen giant Harmony instruments were activated at the same time, and a huge hole was dug out in the sea of ​​ether, absorbing massive amounts of etheric fluid, and the nomadic mountain merged with the royal fleet and entered the flagship position.

The winning golden chapter is played!

The power of the dragon swept like a waterfall, and the phantom of the golden dragon emerged from it, shrouded the entire fleet, spread out its wings, and countless blade-like scales spread out, reflecting layers of iron light.

Along with the unfolding of the dragon wings, the speed of the entire fleet skyrocketed, and that terrifying speed formed a huge ravine in the sea it passed. After a long time, the loud sound of seawater backfilling came after itself.

At that moment, the dragon phantom collided with the fog, bursting out a shock like a landslide.

The phantom of the holy emblem falls apart.

The wall of fog was smashed.

The rising tide began to collapse, and a huge gap emerged from it. In the sound of countless music theory wailing, the scattered ether rushed, forming a flying silver light in the air.

The sea area covered by the holy city is protected from devastating destruction.

The Royal Fleet has already broken into the hinterland of the sea area of ​​the Holy City!

At that moment, the sea area behind the fog wall was angered--a mighty bell rang.

The sound of the bell seems to have been given substance, spreading from the middle of the sea to all directions, and if there is a real sound wave, it will forcibly smooth out all the ripples and currents.

It's like cutting off the protruding wood stubble with a file.

The turbulent and turbulent sea area returned to death in an instant.

First of all, since the depths of the ocean, thousands of alchemy matrices engraved under the silt and gravel have lighted up. When those glows light up, people will discover that the entire seabed has already been shoveled to the level at some point.

Smooth as a mirror.

The mud deposited on it was pushed away by shaking, and then, endless interference of nature spread out, forcibly processing the sea water in the entire sea area.

After removing the original ‘liquidity’, the ‘rock’ replaced by it is generally hard.

In an instant, the entire fleet was "bombed" by the ocean.

It looks like all the warships “jumped” from the sea neatly and uniformly, and then fell heavily on the rock-solid sea surface, as if hitting iron, material The collision with the material left deep scratches, drew countless sparks, and sharp sounds one after another.

Stranded.

Fortunately, most of the warships are manifested by Longwei, otherwise tragic scars will appear under their own weight and gravity in an instant, right?

The nomadic mountain is even simpler.

Directly forcibly opened the fourth push.

It stopped the falling trend abruptly, and hovered 60 centimeters above the sea. Relying on the huge gravitational force radiated by its countless matrices and movements, it exerts pressure on the frozen sea below.

It's like a shot put into a fishing net, forcibly pressing the originally flat sea surface into a depression~IndoMTL.com~ That’s it? Let me add something to you! "

Someone sneered disdainfully, then stomped on the deck.

Crash!

The gravitational force radiated by the nomadic mountain instantly increased hundreds of times, reaching the theoretical maximum load value it can bear.

That was Ye Qingxuan's direct extraction of the power of the etheric net, and forcibly pressed it here.

The solidified sea surface was broken and sunken, directly forming huge potholes. The sea surface became rugged like broken rocks, and turned into ruins in an instant.

It's like I didn't expect that the original indestructible position would be defeated so easily, and until now, the counterattack action did not appear.

A big iron pillar rises from the deep sea towards the surface.

A total of 641 iron pillars towered over the sea in an instant, hundreds of meters above the horizontal line, each of which was surrounded by several people.

But there is no alchemy matrix inscribed on it.

It is like a pure decoration, without any aggressiveness, even the material is just a high-strength alloy plated with a layer of green gold.

Such a weird man-made object stands on the broken sea, exuding a breath of coldness, at least... it doesn't look like a man-made landscape of a holy city.

At least no one has heard of such tourist attractions of unknown significance.

Soon, the Holy City gave a detailed explanation.

——What exactly is this thing.

When the buzzing auditory hallucinations rippling in everyone's ears, and the pores stand up one by one in the free static electricity, some people don't know what happened.

But everyone can see the chaotic light spots in the air.

Like the fireflies in summer.

Waving in the hurricane, flying chaotically, it is the light of thin and chaotic thunder. The lethality is negligible, but it is like a dog barking before the earthquake.

That is a sign of disaster.