Silent Crown Chapter 368: This is war


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  The moment the garment of original sin broke, the dark sky was turbulent.

   In the abyssal domain, the invisible cage was also crumbling, cracking a gap, and then, six streamers escaped from it and flew into the sky.

   In just a few hours, Auschwitz has changed from a deserted town to a **** on earth.

  The masters stared at the tragic situation around them, their brows furrowed deeply, and after closing their eyes for a moment, their faces turned pale.

  "At least half disappeared..."

  "Master Koch can't sense it either. I'm afraid he has died in battle."

  "This is the Knights Templar in the Holy City? Has the battle started? It's too fast, and the musicians of the trial have no time to evacuate!"

   Several masters glanced at each other, and just when they were confused and confused, the bell rang faintly.

   A beam of light was thrown across thousands of miles and fell into the hands of the master of Wei. The blocked music theory was automatically unraveled, attracted ether, and transformed into a scroll. The end of the scroll was stamped with the seal of the Pope’s Hall. .

   "Order from the Holy City?"

   He froze for a moment, then raised his head, his voice spread, and a solemn announcement: "All the musicians will be called up immediately by the common decree of the nations and the holy city. The goal of the trial is changed: repel the black musicians, destroy the natural disaster plot, and defend Human territory is not eroded by the dark world!"

   The survivors of the Six Gods and Masters who were in the collapse of the heavens and the earth were suddenly ecstatic. They lifted their camouflage, showed fluctuations, approached the Templars whose whales landed in the town, sought refuge or joined the war.

  In the huge small town, the battle between the black musicians and the Knights Templar has turned white-hot.

  , just outside the town, on the hills, the Templar riding an eight-legged giant horse galloped, and the armor was covered with a thick layer of dark plasma, looking very sad.

  He knelt in front of Benn on one knee. Report something in a low voice.

   Bann nodded and waved, he turned and left, and went into the war again.

   is beside him. A trace of sadness flashed in Caligula's eyes:

  "Still not found?"

  "The Knights have cleaned up the location you provided and all the nearby houses within a few hundred meters, but unfortunately, there is still no trace of Miss Elsa."

  Bane glanced at him, his tone was not pitying, and bluntly unkind: "You need to be prepared. She may be dead."

   "...I know."

   Caligula lowered his head with a sad expression: "I know."

   "Actually, before coming, the Holy City still has a question to ask the elders to answer."

  Bane stood with a sword, looked down at him, his eyes were cold:

  "——What did the King of Yellow do in Auschwitz with his back on his back?"

   Elder Caligula was taken aback when he heard the words, and immediately laughed.

  "For the problem of the Holy City, I am also puzzled below.

   However, no matter what the King of Huang did. Wasn't the result what the holy city saw?

  ——Our group of Romulus sinners are naturally cursed, and we are destined to fall into darkness in the future. We are now shrouded in plague, and we are not even in peace in this life. "

   He lowered his head, his voice hoarse: "What the three majesty at the top of this world want to do is really hard to guess for a mortal like this.

   And for the Romulus people who are under the fence, whether the strong bestows suffering or reward, they cannot refuse. After all, the blood of the demon in the body is our original sin. "

  Bann was silent, after a long time. Slowly shook his head: "The actions of the King of Huang have nothing to do with the Holy City. Before the King of Huang went missing, he had rushed into the Papal Palace. The two majesty had a conversation. Then they separated.

  From then on, his whereabouts became a mystery.

   Before I came, Nibelungen told me: During the observation of the "Lighthouse", the Yellow King’s scepter has been in Auschwitz for many years and has not moved.

   I’m afraid he has been hiding in the dark. Watch us silently, right?

   Even, it could be worse. "

   Bann's words are all here, and he didn't say more.

   But there is no doubt that the holy city has begun to doubt: this king who has always been at odds with the holy city has fallen into the natural disaster camp in a rage.

   If this is the case, it is definitely the biggest betrayal in the history of the human world. Neither the kingdoms nor the holy city would allow such a thing to happen!

  "Be bold to ask."

   Caligula suddenly spoke, with a complex tone: "If the worst result really happens, how will the Holy City respond?"

   Bann was silent, just looking down at the sword of God's punishment in his hand.

  In the reflection of the pupils, the blade is cold and stern, never weakened by any hesitation or hesitation.

   Since the end of the Dark Ages, the Three Kings have always been the pillars of the human world. If the king departed from the throne, then there is only one choice that the holy city can make.

  ——King King!

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   As the glow of destruction shattered the dark sky, it fell into Auschwitz, and instantly seemed to be alive, deflecting and wandering in the air, constantly refracting, dispersing thousands of pieces of light.

   The glow of those black musicians who were attracted by the theory of the abyss fell on the stunned black musicians, just like a bucket of boiling oil poured into the water tank... screams came one after another.

   and one of the tough ones hit Nabelis's head directly.

   Even if the distance is hundreds of meters away, the terrible hot temperature is enough to make people curl up, almost a terrible force that kills with one blow. The war Messiah brought a requiem for heretics and demons. Under this light, everything was burnt.

   These are all excellent.

   But the problem is...

   Ye Qingxuan is still there!

   At that moment, Ye Qingxuan only felt his scalp numb, and his eyes went black. A cold air rushed straight from the heel to the back of his head, and exploded with a bang, and every pore on his body was screaming for help.

   too late to think about it, the body's subconscious reaction activated the Rendu armor. In order to increase his strength, he even filled the power of Indra's Eye.

   In an instant, his body was like a crossbow arrow, bursting out backwards!

   In the blazing current that almost scorched oneself, the load of the governor's armor was activated, and every piece of armor released a strong magnetic force.

   The thrust brought by the moment almost made Ye Qingxuan feel that his brain was about to spray out of his nostrils. If it hadn't been for Ren Du's armor to be worn close to his body and his bones fixed, Ye Qingxuan felt that his cervical spine would also fall off after a while.

   and just before he ran far. The glow of destruction fell from the sky.

   Ye Qingxuan gritted his teeth and activated Seiya.

  The invisible realm descended, covering his body.

   Then, the frantic brilliance swallowed everything.

   a shrill scream sounded. It stopped abruptly, and the broken voice crackled. A moment of high fever passed, but Ye Qingxuan's eyes were still covered in white flowers.

  The frantic air wave lifted him in the air, threw him backwards, and smashed a wall. Rolling out of the rubble and ruins. Fortunately, he was still consciously covering his face, so that he almost turned into a tattered beggar.

   The loud noise still lingers in my ears, the hot flashes seem to stay in front of my eyes forever, and every pore on my body is spraying with a fiery sting.

   The air seems to be burning, and every time I breathe hard, it is filled with hot lava.

   Until a long time, a long time later...

   Ye Qingxuan finally recovered, climbed up from the debris, and his eyes were dim. The ghosting continues. The sound heard by ears seemed to be coming from the deep sea, fuzzy and distant.

   can only vaguely distinguish between screams and the sound of fighting.

   When his consciousness finally became a little clearer, he bends down, uses his left hand to find a remaining tube of dark green potion from the pile of medicaments in the backpack, and pours it out with his head up.

   was like cold water poured into my head, and for a moment, there was no drowsiness and drowsiness.

   Immediately afterwards, he took a deep breath and resisted the scream.

   gritted his teeth. He held the right elbow and raised it suddenly. After a crisp sound, Ye Qingxuan's throat made a painful sob. It hurts so much that tears are almost falling. But anyhow. The dislocated right arm finally returned to its original position.

   Fortunately, the body is still intact, with no missing parts, although it looks like a beggar in embarrassment. Without exception, the frontal was crushed by the shock wave and the load operation was instantaneous, and Governor Ren's armor was completely...abolished.

   Ye Qingxuan grinned and tore off the iron pieces that had been adorned around his body. The twisted nails are still red. Falling on the ground, it was as crisp as the ice cracked.

   He huffed the burning air and got up from the ground.

   Then he saw it.

  ——Auschwitz is burning!

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   The dark sky has been completely shattered.

   The mud that has been transformed by the abyss on the earth is releasing a dark breath all the time, and the demons burrowed out of the lair of flesh and blood, and roared frantically towards the sky.

   is in the sky, and the huge shadow moves slowly, making a long roar.

   is like giant whales swimming in the crimson ocean, constantly sprinkling burning seeds. When the seed falls on the ground, it splits and shoots out the fruit.

   The steel knights covered in armor raised the sword of flames and fought with the demons and black musicians.

   Blood, screams, and loud noises of breaking.

  The blood falls on the scorched ground~IndoMTL.com~It is like a flame spreading on the Heihe. Apart from the red color of flames and blood, the entire world was left with the cold iron light of swords and ether.

   The dark silhouettes walking in the rays of light, either burly or huge, or crooked and gloomy, as if dancing in flames.

  The world becomes distant and hysterical in an instant.

   "Is this... war?"

   Ye Qingxuan looked at all this blankly, but felt that he had left the familiar world and went to hell. Therefore, the world will reveal its hideous feelings.

  For some reason, the long-awaited rescue of the holy city fell from the sky, but he didn't feel very happy.

   After being redeemed, I don’t even feel relieved.

   There is just a kind of exhaustion that is finally over.

  In the ruins, he lowered his head and looked at the burning flames in the distance: This place has been completely destroyed. Everyone he knew might be dead.

   Whether it is a friend, an enemy, or a stranger...

   has been erased from the world.

   But in the chaos and hustle, he heard soft singing.

   singing came from afar.

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