Silent Crown Chapter 359: The Last Matepa
The faceless musician Will screamed because the blood splashed on him turned into hot iron!
In his hand, that broken heart turned into a furious scorching sun, burning his palms into coke. He convulsed in pain and wanted to pull back, but Samuel stretched out his hand and hugged him, like he was holding Barlow who was already dead.
"Ether? Ether..."
The faceless musician screamed in the pain of burning his body: "How could you...this is not right! This is not right..."
"idiot."
Samuel hugged him with a hoarse voice: "I can't, but ‘Ajini’ is okay. He is so generous, far better than your master!"
When he spoke, flames penetrated from every pore of his body, and flesh and blood were burnt into magnificent crystals in the flames, and he sublimated in the flames, sublimated into something that ordinary people could hardly guess. ...Something far more terrifying than demons, monsters!
Since you killed Barlow, come witness for him!
witness the last......
——The Holy Spirit changes!
This is complete resonance, sacrifice and dedication.
For many years, musicians have created this holy spirit representing flame and destruction by pure change music theory-Agni. It will only respond to the thirst for the most violent quantity: it will not hesitate to ignite yourself, but also A fire-taker with a palm reaching into the fire.
It is the most demanding Holy Spirit, and only musicians who sacrifice everything for the purpose of change can gain its approval. But it is the most generous Holy Spirit. As long as you make up your mind, it will give you endless power and turn you into an incarnation of destruction.
——like this flame!
until I burned everything I had!
At that moment, the alchemy matrix under his feet lit up, and the melody roared from the darkness.
The abyssal fluctuations in all directions erupted at the same time, in the same tone, combined with the changes in the music theory from the abyss, merged in the dark sky, turned into an invisible bondage, and suppressed the flames.
can be in flames. The shadow of the copper mountain emerged-it was the stringed harp roaring in the fire and bursting out with endless bright light.
uses flame as its body, turning lightning into strings.
The fiery wind is raging, sweeping in all directions, and countless thunder and lightning appear out of thin air. When they collide with each other, they play magnificent notes.
Then, the hero who was sleeping in the legend awakened and clung to Samuel's body, making him invincible in the world. No one can stop him. The majestic and heavy armor emerged from the void, and countless notes sang loudly, singing destruction and legend.
The fire is transformed into water, the water forms wind, the weather turns into soil, and the soil sets fire...original sin can also be transformed into redemption!
It is a movement created by Saint Liszt with the title of a legendary hero. It contains the ultimate pursuit of ‘turning death into life’, making immortal heroes appear in the world.
——"Matepa"!
"The realm after the distortion level..."
Amidst the siege of dozens of black musicians, Samuel opened his eyes from the flames and whispered hoarsely: "That's it."
Then the ground broke.
The hot lava is like a waterfall, rolling up from the depths of the earth. Rushing to the sky, the most violent way of change appeared in his hands and descended on this world.
The great earthquake anger, so the crimson pillar representing the disaster rose up, turning everything into ashes.
In the envelope of that flame, the Alchemy Matrix turned into fly ash in an instant, and the fire was diffused, engulfing the black musicians, and integrating them into this crimson. At the moment the flame and destruction came, Anna and Benny embraced. Turn to ashes. Immediately afterwards, the group of black musicians and everything...
At that moment, the whole Auschwitz. Almost everyone felt the crimson light gushing out of the earth's crust.
That is flame.
The flame seemed to turn into a crimson pillar, slowly rising, reaching out to the sky inch by inch, hitting the dark sky from the abyss.
Then the sky fell apart and the earth broke.
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"Samuel?"
Ye Qingxuan looked up at the pillar of destruction, his face suddenly pale.
He has no time to hesitate. He rushed, but when he arrived, everything was over.
In the center of Auschwitz, there was a terrible darkness, which was burnt scorched earth. In the scorched earth, there was no trace of any demons.
Only one figure burning like a flame fell on the ground, like a candle in the wind. Miller, who was half-scorched to black, knelt on the ground, desperately treating him.
but it is of no use.
Ye Qingxuan could hardly recognize Samuel's face.
That one has fallen apart, like burnt ashes, indescribably ugly and hideous. Hearing the sound of footsteps in the distance, he seemed to see Ye Qingxuan's arrival, showing a regretful smile.
"Ye Qingxuan, you are late."
"The Incarnation of the Holy Spirit?"
Ye Qingxuan finally understood what happened, and looked down at him blankly, his lips closed, but he didn't know what to say.
"Accidentally, even some people who shouldn't have died were killed."
Samuel murmured hoarsely: "Sorry, people like me will only set fires, and they will not be able to do a good thing... if you are still there, there must be... a better way... …"
Miller gritted his teeth, already crying.
The dry scorched earth cracked, and a **** black musician crawled out of it, but immediately let out a scream. In the hands of Samuel, the ‘Bronze Mountain’ glowed with the scorching sun, and the light was like fire, completely burning him into ashes.
Soon, in the distance, one after another roars came.
In the sky, a stern melody sounded, and the dark sky fell inch by inch, bringing great pressure.
In the hotbed of flames, Samuel stared at the sky, smiled weakly, and closed his eyes.
Twisted String Qin Copper Mountain slowly fell and fell into Ye Qingxuan's hands, giving them a layer of warm light.
In an instant, as if returning to land from the deep sea, the terrible pressure and shackles disappeared, and the sense of ether became clear again.
"They are coming soon, you guys go."
Samuel whispered: "Take the copper mountain, and the chapter of Ajain’s fate is still there. It can help you... If you can get out of here alive, take it to my teacher, and annihilate it. The gate will repay you."
When he said this, the flames in his eyes lit up again, as if nothing happened. He regained his spirit. No suffering could defeat him, and he could stand up again.
But this is the last flashback.
is above the sky. The darkness is getting thicker, Wanjun's pressure is falling rapidly, and it is about to be completely sealed off.
"Ye Qingxuan!"
In the distance, Torre drove the animal hound. Screaming loudly: "If you don't leave, it will be too late!"
"Let's go, what are you still doing?"
Samuel glanced at Ye Qingxuan for the last time, smiled and said goodbye: "Even if you stay with me, I won't be relieved."
Ye Qingxuan opened his mouth and wanted to say goodbye. But he couldn't speak.
He took a step back, took a step back, and finally took a look at Samuel, pulled Miller up, turned and left, simply and decisively, without hesitation.
Samuel smiled.
This is great, this is great... This is great.
"At least, the sacrifice will not be in vain."
Samuel raised his head, looked up at the dark sky that was overwhelming, and smiled and whispered: "It's a pity. There is no time, I will tell you the winner..."
Darkness swallowed him.
The fire went out.
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just one hour.
Auschwitz fell from silence to blood and fire.
This hour is too long for everyone. At least more than half of the musicians died in this attack, while the rest of them could only keep warm and huddled in the'position left by the masters.' In', he spied the writhing demons in the dark anxiously.
can only hear a deafening roar.
It is a suture giant made up of hundreds of corpses patrolling in the dark. In the city, there were bursts of fire, and the sounds of monsters neighing and screaming came from afar.
After several shocks, the black musicians seem to have temporarily given up this difficult big bone. Temporarily retreat. However, under the suppression of the dark sky and the impact of the abyss music, the musical theory inscribed in the "position" has shown a tendency to collapse, and the interval is broken.
Keep going like this, if the position collapses. I'm afraid everyone will become lambs to be slaughtered.
The dark sky has been repaired from the impact of Master Kohler's self-destruction, and even penetrated deeper. Under the cover of the sky, the rules of the abyss have the upper hand, and all the rules of music theory have been completely rewritten.
Everyone’s resonance with the etheric world is forcibly cut off, and the movement below the resonance level is distorted by the theory of the abyss, and it is almost impossible to release it.
This is going down and the other is up. It's not the opponent of that group of black musicians at all.
What's more, it’s not a miscellaneous fish that came here, but the famous ‘death tribute’ in the dark world.
In the small courtyard that was made into a battlefield, there was silence. Some girls who could not bear it were crying in low voices. Everyone's faces were as gray as dead and gloomy.
"Don’t cry~ IndoMTL.com~ The enlightened musician at the door pales: "Something's here again! "
In the silence, a low roar sounded.
Those **** corpses merged with each other and turned into monsters like giant lizards, crawling again in the dark. The bones emerge from the flesh and become scales. The bone scales opened and closed, and as the stitched monitor lizard advanced, it destroyed the collapsed wall and made a loud noise.
It is attracted by the smell of blood, winding all the way, wandering outside the position, although it can't see through illusion, but it is attracted by the instinct of death, eagerly patrolling, ugly and huge head, a few Eyes kept blinking, distinguishing the building in front of him, and finally flashed hideously, and slammed into the wall abruptly.
In the loud noise, dust flew up and fell from the beams of the room.
The lights are on and off, and everyone's faces are pale.
The stitched monitor lizard seemed to be crazy, frantically impacting the defenses outside the position, scratching, gnawing, swallowing acid, scratching its scales... In the deafening noise, it danced wildly. , Like a child holding a Christmas gift and can't wait to tear off the packaging.
Then, the roar stopped abruptly.
The crazy monitor lizard suddenly stagnated, unable to move. The thick and deformed limbs were broken by invisible force, like an invisible beast besieging it, causing it to roll in pain, and the mouths of countless corpses screamed.
Immediately afterwards, the screaming broke off. (To be continued.)