Silent Crown Chapter 334: The snake in the atrium

　　 At the last moment, Ye Qingxuan only had time to push Barlow behind him, stretched out his hand, and stopped in front of everyone, and the sound of holy songs burst out.

　　 "Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy God!"

　　 Dozens of spears fell on the barrier and landed silently, but more spears pierced other places, and then burst out. The crimson fire and fierce burst tore the walls and bricks to pieces.

　　 A frantic wave of air swept across, and the entire corridor was trembling violently, as if it was on the verge of collapse.

　　 After the fleeting magnificent chant, it is already devastated, and the place where Ye Qingxuan and the others are has turned into a huge depression and open space. The foothold is still intact, but other places are already covered with lava...

　　 After using Seiya twice in a short period of time, Ye Qingxuan's face turned pale and almost fell to the ground overdrawn. Behind, Miller reached out and held his back of his head, and the gentle melody spread with the singing of the saint, quickly regaining his energy.

　　 "There are two more rounds!"

　　 Ye Qingxuan shouted: "At least two more rounds!"

　　Behind the iron wall, the spear-throwing warriors once again took off the spear-throwing spear around their waists, slowly raising their hands, accumulating power, and about to throw them again.

　　"Everyone has any good cards, don't hide it-we are facing the alchemy puppets made in the heyday of Romulus, the Romulus phalanx of two centuries! Hard enough! Shake the power armored company of the Chainsaw Brotherhood!"

　　 Ye Qingxuan’s words extinguished the last trace of luck in Barlow’s heart: Among the blades and forces sold by the Chainsaw Brotherhood, the hire price of a power armor company was enough to bankrupt a commercial city. The performance on the frontal battlefield also proved how terrifying the killing machine created by massive amounts of money!

　　 "Let these puppets guard their graves, how rich these dead ghosts were back then!"

　　 He complained crookedly in his mouth, flashing a tinge of flesh, he drew a bone flute from his arms and played it sharply. It was Samuel who was faster than him.

　　 Copper Mountain roared, and the Foehn wind swept.

　　 In an instant, a crimson storm swept forward along the corridor, and it was in it. The roaring melody burst out suddenly.

　　 The melody is full of chaos and rage. Hundreds of formulas emerge from music theory one after another, combining and changing with each other. In the end, it turned into a series of complex and precise terrible forms.

　　Under the shroud of music theory, the soil was scorched into lava by the flames, and the lava climbed up along Samuel's body and cooled quickly. Condensed into pieces of black rocks with sharp edges and corners.

　　 In an instant, Samuel became a flame giant with terrifying zeal.

　　——"Matepa"!

　　The movement created by the saint Liszt based on the legendary hero Matepa.

　　The hero who has resurrected from the dead gains supernatural power, and controls the four different elements of earth, water, fire and wind, and will win or win on the earth, and no one can stop it!

　　The flame turned into its war horse, the storm was the hero's wings, and the iron rock roared in his hands, singing praises.

　　Samuel roared, driving the melody and rushing forward!

　　 is just a moment. Then he shook his head in the same place on the Romulus phalanx.

　　 In front of him, the spears thrown in the air burst one after another, destroying his Black Rock armor, but the armor disappeared and lived, as if it were endless. The spear pierced from under the iron wall pierced his giant hand, but the iron wall shattered in the deafening roar.

　　 Countless fragments flew into the air, and Samuel arrogantly grabbed the mud puppets around him too late to escape, and threw them in the direction of the spearman. In his hands, the mud puppet was directly melted into boiling lava by the flame formula, and after landing, it splashed around. Directly melt the mud puppets within a few meters.

　　 Then, Samuel took a deep breath, and the dark iron giant's chest bulged exaggeratedly--what he breathed out was the wind that engulfed endless chills.

　　A pale storm enveloped the entire array in an instant. Frozen them in place.

　　 And with the sound of Barlow's flute, the roar of the depths of the earth became more and more exaggerated, as if something huge was being called. In the array, Samuel quickly retreated amid Barlow’s shouts, and immediately afterwards, the walls of the corridor shattered. A huge mouth suddenly emerged from the rear side, rubbing Samuel's edge and rushing into the array.

　　 The huge mouth, tens of meters high, contained everything in it easily, and then went through the wall again. Only the extremely large body was left behind, and after a few minutes, it became thinner and thinner and disappeared without a trace.

　　 Looking at the cracks where it appeared and disappeared, it was only tens of meters deep.

　　 At the same place, Shan Miu and Ye Qingxuan were already dumbfounded.

　　"What is this?"

　　 Ye Qingxuan is a little dazed: He can only feel that this is a kind of projection, and the source comes from the etheric realm...

　　"The Dragon Stone School has nurtured the king of giant worms in the mystery of the etheric realm for hundreds of years."

　　 Barlow’s face is pale, "It is sixteen kilometers in length, and only a scepter musician can call it out. It is called the ‘snake that surrounds the world’s atrium’."

　　 He put away the bone flute heartbroken. There were signs of cracks on the bone flute, which could not be used many times.

　　Samuel relieved Matepa’s condition, revealing most of the burn marks, looking extremely tragic. Fortunately, Miller had the treatment, otherwise they would all go back to the house.

　　After this battle, no one dared to underestimate the ancient ruins of Romulus.

　　Ghost knows who's grave is to keep so many **** mud puppets to guard the door...

　　 But soon, they will understand.

　　-

　　"This is a giant cemetery, right?"

　　 Placed in the huge underground square, Barlow looked far away. In the eyes of the night vision, the endless sarcophagus stood on the ground, extending all the way to the end of the field of vision.

　　 Along the way, there are no more than a thousand coffins they have witnessed, and at this scale, there will only be more!

　　 When Ye Qingxuan saw this huge underground cemetery, he was silent for a long time, pulled out the crowbar, and walked to the closest coffin. Baro changed color, and before he could stop him, Ye Qingxuan simply pried open the coffin.

　　During the dull friction, the coffin opened, and the dust that had been sealed for hundreds of years boiled up, the dead bones were exposed under the light, and the bones of the deceased were sleeping in the coffin, grinning like a smile.

　　 There are no traps, no snakes or beasts.

　　 "Sure enough."

　　 Ye Qingxuan stretched out his hand, carefully drew out a buried dagger from the hand of the deceased, and swiped it twice, cracks spread on the dagger, quickly rusted, weathered, and embarrassingly useful.

　　"All the people buried here are civilians of ancient Romulus."

　　 He retracted his gaze and looked around at the dense coffins: "If I'm not mistaken, the lower the burial, the more noble the identity of the burial. There may be soldiers, generals, the tombs of temple priests... even The tomb of their emperor'Augustus'.

　　 Romulus believes in all gods, and also worships family fires. They firmly believe that the ancestors’ spirits live in the family fires. The corpses of the ancestors are properly buried here, without being defiled by outsiders. "

　　"...Then you just defiled it." Barlow muttered and his eyes lit up: "Is there a musician? Where is the musician's grave?"

　　 Hearing his words, the eyes of the other two people lit up.

　　The trail of the King of Yellow is elusive and difficult to find, but the cemetery is really hard to run. If you can take advantage of this opportunity to discover some classical movements, precious musical instruments, and alchemical equipment, it would be worthwhile.

　　"Musician?"

　　 Ye Qingxuan smiled and shook his head: "First of all, I want to tell you that in ancient Romulus, although he was good at alchemy, all musicians' instruments were family-renowned.

　　 sons inherit their father’s inheritance, unless they are damaged or of great significance, they are rarely buried with the owner, and the classics are stored in the Pantheon and rarely spread to the people.

　　Secondly, among so many coffins, are we going to open them one by one and find out which coffin is buried with the musician? "

　　 "Mixed together?"

　　 Barlow frowned: "Musicians are also buried in such a large cemetery?"

　　 Ye Qingxuan nodded, "In Romulus, musicians are just a profession. They are called'Heihou', which means messenger. Although their status is high, they are still citizens. There are only nobles, priests, elders and Austrians. Only Gustus and philosophers are eligible to be buried alone."

　　"Philosopher?"

　　 Barlow was stunned: "Why! Is a philosopher more useful than a musician?!"

　　 Ye Qingxuan curled his lips: "It's just because they were too irritable to chirp during their lives. No one wants to bury a piece with them and become neighbors after death.

　　 Would you like to change you? "

　　 "..." Barlow was speechless.

　　"Shall we continue?"

　　 Ye Qingxuan picked up the backpack again, unfolded the line of thought, and walked ahead. Along the way, I have passed many traps~IndoMTL.com~, but obviously after a long time, many places have been in disrepair for a long time, and the traps have long been rusted to death, and they can't be opened.

　　 It is difficult to open the hubs of some gates, and they can only be destroyed by force by Samuel.

　　 The more they moved forward, the more they were surprised by the scale of the underground palace: they had gone down two floors, and they still could see the coffin and some halls and rooms for sacrificial offerings to future generations. Moreover, judging from the burial objects of the deceased, it is still civilians who are still buried, but it seems that they are getting richer and richer. Among the burial objects are many valuable jewelry and jewels.

　　 These things are just for musicians, they can only be used as chanting supplies and to fill the huge shortfall in Samuel's wallet. The remaining few people also divided a little symbolically and served as souvenirs.

　　 But when they opened a door again, they saw a mess on the ground, and then the wind howled.

　　 Barlow, who had been prepared for a long time, gave a cold snort, and the shadow trembled. A scale demon, half human like a lizard, got out of the shadow, and suddenly probed, closing like a crocodile.

　　 quack.

　　 The stone monkey covered with cracks fell apart. There were fragments and parts. The scale devil shook his mouth in disgust, spit it out, crawled back into the shadow, and disappeared.

　　 While Ye Qingxuan and the others paid attention, they looked at the corpse in the mess.

　　 has just died, and the blood hasn’t dried yet.

　　 I'm afraid it was ten minutes before they came. (To be continued.)