Silent Crown Chapter 259: Tolling the bell permissions

"This is not strange."

The shaman said, "Avalon and its shadow are one inside and outside. The destruction of the shadow also proves that the surface will also be damaged.

This is not something to be surprised, but the sign it represents is disturbing. "

Ye Qingxuan pondered for a moment, then looked up and asked: "Do you know what they want to do?"

"Tolling the bell permission."

The shaman said: "They want to control the ringing power of Avalon's Great Ward.

This is the practice of the Royal Orchestra. A few hundred years ago, the Royal Orchestra was responsible for guarding the Elizabeth Tower and ringing the bell every morning and twilight.

The Tower of Elizabeth is the core of Avalon’s Great Enchantment. The most important task of the heavily guarded Royal Orchestra is to maintain its safety and existence, so that Angru will not fall into the hands of natural disasters.

Therefore, the Royal Orchestra Group was given the right to ring the bell. The right can be anything, a ring, a piece of white paper, a sword, a hat, or even an eye..."

His tone is meaningful, "With authority, they can enter the gates of the Elizabeth Tower, enter the core, and break the balance of Avalon's barriers, whether in the shadow or outside the shadow.

Once the enchantment is out of control, the power of natural disasters can truly enter the shadow of Avalon and enter... the palace in the shadow.

At that time, whether it is for you and me, or for this country, it will be the worst result. "

The shaman stared at the young man in front of him, his dim eyes resembling embers reignited the flames, solemnly unspeakable:

"So, I have something to ask you."

"You said."

"Slacken their exploration speed to prevent them from entering the Elizabeth Tower." The shaman coughed violently, bones and plasma shot out from the big hole in his chest, and the internal organs twitched painfully.

The entourage rushed in and wanted to change the instrument, but was pushed away by the shaman, ordered, hesitated for a while and then retired obediently.

In the silence, there are only shamans and teenagers.

Ye Qingxuan looked at the shaman, and the shaman looked at him: "You can do it. I know."

The teenager shook his head, "I am alone, not enough."

"The butcher will assist you. I have a group of secretly recruited musicians. Even when necessary...the Ripper will also."

"The Ripper? Are you kidding?"

Ye Qingxuan couldn't help laughing. Angrily smiled: "He has almost killed me twice! One of them was last night, in the shadow of Avalon!"

"He...out of control."

"Well, let's leave aside what the Hundred Eyes want to help the council. But Angelu is absolutely at stake, right?"

The shaman nodded.

So Ye Qingxuan couldn't help showing a ridiculous expression: "A western country that is full of joy in the whole country, not only is unaware of its own crisis. Now it is actually dependent on an executioner, a lunatic murderer, and An oriental kid in a vest came to rescue, do you think it’s funny?"

The shaman was silent for a long time and sighed softly: "After all, your mother is..."

"She is, I am not!"

Ye Qingxuan was furious.

He raised his voice and interrupted the shaman's words: "Because she is, she believes in her husband, her family, and her country... Then everything she trusted betrayed her.

Shaman, she is dead! If you still want to talk to me about something, don't use her to admonish me, never! "

The shaman stopped talking. The expression is complicated, just silent.

After a long time, Ye Qingxuan opened his eyes again when he closed his chair and let out a sigh of relief.

"Okay, I am calmer, we can continue to talk."

He pondered for a moment, and asked bluntly: "What is in the palace of the Shadow of Avalon?

Shaman, you need to tell me. What is going on with the Shadow of Avalon? For hundreds of years, what has the Anglo family tried to hide?

The bones piled up under this city. Where did it come from? "

"What's in the palace?"

The shaman showed a weird look, looking at him, with pity in his eyes: "The shadow of Avalon is the reflection of King Arthur, then in the palace of the shadow of Avalon. What do you think will be there?"

For an instant, Ye Qingxuan's hair was terrified.

What will be in the palace? Do you still have to ask...

Why didn't you think of it?

Why haven't you thought of it?

Of course there is King Arthur in the palace of the Shadow of Avalon!

It's only been hundreds of years, King Arthur... is still alive? What the **** did he turn himself into...

"There are many secrets in this world, Ye Qingxuan, many. As Tianzhu people say the number of sand on the Ganges River."

The shaman closed his eyes and said softly: "Some secrets are irrelevant, and some secrets must be buried in the dark forever, until forever any exploration of them will lead to disaster. Your father died because of it.

Do you remember what the musician's oath says?

Keep your boundaries, Ye Qingxuan... Keep your boundaries. "

Ye Qingxuan's shoulders shook, and he looked up at him, eyes stunned and complicated. After a long time, those complicated expressions gradually faded away, and the tranquility and coldness of the past were restored.

He said coldly, "Shaman, I don't like the way you cover up."

"To be honest, I don't like it either."

The shaman sighed: "I absolutely hate this."

Ye Qingxuan looked at him coldly, as if trying to find any hypocrisy in his expression. After a long time, he said in a deep voice: "After the incident is over, tell me what happened to Ye Lanzhou back then.

This time, no concealment is allowed. Otherwise, we shot and fell apart. No matter what natural disasters and parliaments, I will take all my friends out of this country, and you and your Angel, go to hell. "

"A word is definite."

The shaman nodded, there was no possibility that he would not accept this condition.

Ye Qingxuan turned and left, closing the door heavily for him.

Boom!

The silence returned to the room.

The shaman stared at the direction he was leaving, with a bitter and helpless expression, but he could understand. In other words, I deeply agree. When anyone finds that his trust has been betrayed, he will inevitably be angry.

This is human nature.

After a long time, the ghost hand opened the door and put a letterhead with the watermark of double snakes into his hand.

"Sir, this is the result of the trader's appraisal. Your luck does not seem to be very good."

The shaman unfolded the letterhead, after a long time. Slowly closed, and asked: "Hermes, can he be sure?"

"I have repeatedly confirmed this."

Ghost said: "It was not humans or black musicians who attacked you last night. It was the achievement that almost all black musicians dream of.

It was a great demon who had reached the distortion level after being completely transformed by the natural disasters. "

On that letterhead was a scribbled graffiti, sketched out like fingers with sticky sauce, but it was extremely expressive and hideous.

In the chaos outlined by a slice of ketchup. The pitch-black deformed eagle has hundreds of wings and three eyes on its face. It is evil and dazzling, and it seems that it is about to break out of the picture.

The eagle nest mother.

It has sent its own heirs into Avalon...

In the dark night, the giant eagle descended from the sky. After landing, the bones rubbed and the fur changed, turning into an old man dressed in a black cloak.

His face still has the shady falcon and the ferocious. With inhuman indifference, he looked at the man sitting in front of him on the bench.

"When we first met, I was the Speaker of the House." The man said, "You can call me a robin."

The eagle-shaped demon stared down at him, seeming to consider it. After a long time, he nodded slightly: "Mapas, in the human world, call me Mapas."

The robin nodded.

Mapas's voice has no ups and downs, but there is a kind of dissatisfaction in the straightforward narration: "I thought the person who came to see me was a white crow."

"White Crow? I haven't seen it for a long time."

The robin gave him a glance. Pointing to yourself: "You need to understand: I am now my chief, the chief priest of the Hundred Eyes Holy God, and I am the only one.

Others, you don’t have to worry about it. "

"You replaced him?"

Mapas's eyes were suspicious: "I can't see that you are stronger than him."

"Temporary only."

The robin frowned: "If you can find the white crow. You can also look for him directly. Otherwise, don't worry about irrelevant things."

Mappas thought for a moment, nodded slightly, and threw a crystal eyeball into his arms.

"At the order of the God of Hundred Eyes, this is what my wings have taken.

According to God's will, this action is based on you. But there are not many people who have mixed into Avalon. You need to be cautious. We have broken six people in the hands of the Ripper last night. "

"I know."

The robin puts his eyes in his sleeve. "Don't worry, what the Ripper killed last night was after all a believer of the Holy Spirit. I have already asked the Holy Spirit to put a mark on it."

Speaking, he unfolded his palm, and there was a crimson blood-like coat of arms in his palm. It was a twisted eye: "The God of Hundred Eyes has already put it in his eyes, and it will die soon."

"Since this is the will of the Holy Spirit, then I will follow it."

Mapas lowered his eyes and asked: "There is also the vengeful spirit, he is also in the way, is there punishment from the Holy Spirit?"

"It's just a clown, I'll take care of him." Robin said flatly.

"I remember, he beat you twice."

"I will fix it."

The robin's voice became gloomy: "I have my consideration, you don't need to worry, and don't need to worry about it."

Mapas looked at him deeply. After a long time, he seemed to understand something, but he just nodded: "It's all human hatred anyway, it's too much trouble..."

Suddenly, his figure was faintly distracted, and the eagle's head disappeared in a flash, as if he was about to be unable to maintain his human form.

He raised his head~IndoMTL.com~ and looked at the halo-like Avalon enchantment in the night sky.

The ray of rainbow light lingered in the sky, moving around, almost swept over.

By then, there will be no more natural disaster power to hide in Mapas.

"It seems that I should go."

Mappas sighed, took a step back, spread out his deformed gray wings, and a sharp feather like a blade shook off and floated towards the robin.

The feather curled and shrank in the air, and finally turned into a black iron clock. The iron bell with the big fist fell into the hands of the robin, the tentacles were heavy and cold, and the sound of an eagle sounded in his ears.

"If there is a call, just ring the bell."

The dark shadow rose up into the sky, but the gloomy voice seemed to be humming in every inch of the air.

"I, everywhere." To be continued. ↗This book is derived from the basket book, updated quickly.