Silent Crown Chapter 344: Incarnation of the Holy Spirit in the Cavern of Annihilation

Through the observation of the Sea of ​​Ether, Ye Qingxuan only saw countless turbulences rising out of thin air, and the rays of light continued to burst, like stars rising one after another, erupting, and extinguishing. In the end, they formed a The unobservable dark realm.

The loud noise and roar were swallowed by the pitch black, and even the sound became vague.

But in the darkness, there was a little light.

The hoarse pastoral song is singing.

"——Traveler in the distance, the comfort and pleasure you see in front of you is a generous gift from a god..."

In the sound of the shackles dragging, the burning head was lifted high, and the mouth of that head was filled with melted gold, but it still sang loudly in the dark:

"Look, the swaying world bears the firmament, look at the earth, the ocean and the far-reaching sky, and see how everything sings for the years to come!"

So, the etheric sea was turbulent, and the glory song that recorded the glorious years of the past awakened the sleeping power in the etheric realm, so that power passed through the nine-layered etheric sea and landed in the realm of the physical realm.

The scorching sun rises.

That is endless splendor.

——The glory of the Romulus Empire!

The moment the light ignited from the scepter in his hand, the darkness was torn apart, there was no chaos in the ether sea, all the turbulence returned to peace, and all ether was praising the glorious light of the empire!

All the rest of the movement came to an abrupt end, and the musicians who reached the resonance level were pale and burned. The heart sound was struck by the fateful chapter of the Romulus saints and almost shattered.

As for the other official musicians who hadn't even finished their heart sounds, they were even more tragic, but the aftermath almost completely defeated them. Among those who could still stand, dark and purple blood oozes from the nose and mouth, and suffered internal injuries in the eyes.

Actually, they were not overwhelmed by the majestic power in the frontal contending with the scepter. They were already regarded as outstanding elites.

Ye Qingxuan is in the best condition. Although he is only a formal musician, his heart is Xiao Yuan constructed by the Avalon enchantment. After comprehending the nature of interference, he deliberately confessed Xiao Yuan. Separate from the outside world, the impact is minimal.

Only now, the situation is too bad.

Although I don’t know who the saint’s body was when he was alive, he is definitely an avid Romulus empire, and even his own chapter of fate is chanted by Romulus. The glory and strength of the past.

Under the blessing of that field. All the bleak and fallen things will reappear their former glory.

The most obvious ones are those mud puppet warriors...

Under the blessing of light, they have sublimated from the dead, transformed into giants, wearing dragon-scale armor, and their weapons are entwined with the light of thunder and flames, as if they were blessed by the gods.

The countless breaths overlap each other, like the dull sound of a storm coming, brewing the destructive power of storm and thunder.

Under the blessing of the rays of light, they have turned into the messengers of the gods. The undead legion.

As the saint’s body lifted the scepter high, under the bright light, the legion that seemed to have walked out of the myth, shouting the ancient language, advanced towards the invaders.

The faces of the survivors were suddenly pale.

This army alone is enough to wipe out everyone present.

Not to mention the bones of the saints holding the scepter in the middle of the legion.

Under the suppression of the Chapter of Fate, most of the people's combat effectiveness has been abolished, which is almost nothing. If a decent counterattack cannot be organized, defeat is only a matter of time.

Ye Qingxuan's thoughts turn. His expression was gloomy.

In the worst result he expected, it was nothing more than the entire underground palace being pulled into the etheric realm, but now the situation is not much better than that-the realm of the etheric realm is overlaid on the material realm. Rewrite the rules and principles of everything.

Below the token. All are ants.

Scepter...Scepter...Wait, why don't the masters who monitor trials take action? Do you really have to wait for all these trial musicians to die, and the elite of the new generation of musicians are buried in this underground palace before they are willing to take revenge for them?

Or do they think the musicians of the trial are enough to deal with this crisis?

If this is the case...

At that moment, Ye Qingxuan raised his brows, struggling to bear the light of glory that weighed like a fortune. Turning back, looking at Colt.

Under the weight of the light, Colt's face sank as water, without panic or fear. He noticed Ye Qingxuan's sight, and he revealed a mysterious smile, twisting the ring, silently He put several layers of defense on himself, and then, quietly backed up a few steps, and hid in the crowd...

Before Ye Qingxuan could react, he heard a whistling sound that made his scalp numb.

Throw a spear!

Romulus Fang Zhen throws a spear!

Countless thunder-like spears fell from the sky, overwhelming the sky, like countless trees of thunder and lightning smashing in their direction. They merged with each other in the air, until in the end, a terrifying phantom was faintly formed.

The man phantom **** his upper body, muscles and knots, holding a spear made up of countless thunders, and smashing it to the ground!

That is the father of Thunder in the myth of Romulus.

Although scholars have long proven that in Romulus’s Pantheon, all the gods were made up by mortals and priests, and they did not exist in the world. But when the phantom appeared in the huge hall, it still brought huge pressure to people like a god.

Before the thunder spear pierced down, Ye Qingxuan felt that his whole body was like thunder, his hair was erected, his skin stabbed and he almost lost control.

After receiving the dual blessing of the gate of the underworld and the scepter of glory, the Romulus phalanx has turned into an out-and-out war machine. Merely throwing a spear from thunder is enough to completely evaporate everything in front of it.

Even the city walls can be completely destroyed, not to mention the tiny flesh and blood?

At that moment, Ye Qingxuan instinctively raised the brim of his hat, trying to activate Seiya, but in the next moment, he sensed the calm depths of the etheric sea, and a huge whirlpool suddenly burst out.

The source of the whirlpool was among the musicians, right in front of the Thunder Spear. A musician in a crimson robe raised the amber ring in his hand and chanted the activation secret softly.

Next. In the void, a dark hole suddenly opened.

The same forces from the depths of the etheric realm were summoned, and a huge vortex suddenly formed in the air, engulfing the endless thunder and lightning in an instant.

But when the lightning disappears. The vortex still did not dissipate, but still hung high in the sky, exuding a violent attraction, continuously involving everything within reach, and then turning into nothingness.

Under the observation of the Silent Eye. Ye Qingxuan couldn't even tell what the thing was made of. He could only feel that there was a big hole suddenly added in the sea of ​​ether, but all the music theory shrouded by that whirlpool was bent and broken, pulled into it, and turned into nothingness. .

There is no warmth, and there is no cruelty, as if natural evolution is justified. He just pulled everything he had touched into the dark vortex.

At that moment, Ye Qingxuan suddenly realized that he was cold again.

This is the ‘annihilation of the change school’! Known as one of the results closest to the ultimate destruction! It is modeled on the signs of the end of the world pushed by the changing musicians-that is so huge that it is overwhelming. The dark vortex that swallowed everything-a movement of destruction created.

But what kind of courage is it to seal this kind of thing that will ruin a city if you accidentally lose control, and seal it in the ring, and run it everywhere with you!

And how unreliable elders would use this thing as a hole card for students to self-defense, let him take it to participate in the trial...

Unexpectedly, among those musicians, there is such a hidden guy.

Ye Qingxuan only felt his scalp numb, so he fixed his body in place, not to be pulled in by the slowly spreading dark vortex.

And the dark vortex doesn't care about the musicians below, it is already head-on with the scepter of glory! The endless glow and dark vortex strangled each other, setting off billowing currents in the etheric sea.

In the center of the square, the body of the saint on the chariot has scarlet eyes. Raising his scepter in his left hand, countless music theories intertwined with magnificent light, and he just pushed up the annihilation.

Boom!

A soft sound, on the crooked cane. A huge gap broke out again-the Glory Realm was violently turbulent, and the light flickered.

On his other hand, the hoarse singing head suddenly opened his eyes, staring at the front with pitch-black eyes, and shouting silently.

The deified legion's mountain roared and drew out the sword. Coming forward!

Great earthquake tremors.

In the crowd, the musician who tried his best to control the Annihilation had already flushed, and was almost drawn into it by the terrifying counter-shock.

"The Annihilation ** can only exist for one minute! What are you waiting for? Are you waiting for death!"

The anxious Samuel among the crowd let out a sigh of relief before he finished his words.

"It doesn't matter!"

He gritted his teeth, abandoning the teacher’s admonitions, and pressed his fingers on the "Bronze Mountain": "Let me have a good time!"

The Fenfeng roared, and there was a sudden shock in Samuel's body, and a round of light lit up.

The light suddenly appeared in the chest cavity like a scorching sun, instead of the heart. The flowing lava was in the blood veins, making his half of his body crack like a barren soil. In the cracks, the blood that flowed has turned into blazing heat. Blood fire.

Behind his head, a round of crimson light slowly condensed, turning into a hideous phantom.

——Flaming Holy Spirit·Ajini!

The copper mountain roared, and the wind was blowing~IndoMTL.com~ The earth shook in an instant, and countless flames rose from under the earth, like a dense forest that suddenly grew out of it.

The cyan flame turned into a real spear, and instantly swallowed, penetrated, and evaporated a square array... The hot temperature spread to the surrounding with the gust of wind, it was like purgatory.

In the forest of flames, Samuel moved forward slowly, the flames all over his body, as if sitting on the throne of molten iron.

Incarnation of the Holy Spirit!

Miller lost his voice and stared at Samuel's back blankly: "That guy can be deeply integrated with Agni!"

Barlow didn't expect this guy to be so strong... At the resonance level, he would be able to obtain the approval of the Holy Spirit and deeply integrate with the Holy Spirit!

In the hands of the saint's body, the head stared at the slowly advancing Samus, and the singing in his mouth suddenly screamed.

Beside him, the body of the two cavalrymen driving the chariot suddenly changed. The mud surged and their bodies were reshaped. When they formed again, they had become two obscure sacrifices, holding them in their hands. War drums and horns. (To be continued.)