Silent Crown Chapter 378: Miracle Crystal
In Ye Qingxuan's eyes, the moonlight shines, illuminating the truth. ＞≧
Just when the clothes of original sin merged with the present ***, he finally got a glimpse of Crowley's true face.
In the darkness that has condensed into substance, countless small notes are connected to each other, forming a completely different interval, just like a huge movement.
is just a glimpse, Ye Qingxuan can distinguish countless profound music theories that are so far away from him, including changes, revelations, summons, and even forbidden...Those different profound music theories are controlled by the same frantic will. The bottom melted into a furnace, and turned into the power of the abyss.
By virtue of the ether, the entity manifests itself.
This is the true form of the garment of original sin-engraved with the chapter of fate, and even possesses an artifact with a scepter!
can be in the complex movement of the Clothes of Original Sin, among the countless fragments of notes one after another, the music theory is intertwined, and countless chaotic music scores are entangled in the same place.
Those musical scores faintly form a hideous face, which changes with Crowley’s expression, like crying, laughing, angry, and miserable. It’s so touching, it’s hard to help it. With that face, I was so happy and angry.
is like the Alchemist of Romulus replacing the human will with the spirituality of the movement. Amidst the turbulence of music theory, a will that is not inferior to humans has been formed.
No, it was originally from human will!
Moonlight traced its origins at that moment, Ye Qingxuan found the key point from countless chaotic music theories with the help of interpretation method-using the method of summoning school to cultivate animality, forcibly the fragments cut out of the personality, Melt into the spirituality of the movement...
This is the origin of Crowley.
——That is a ‘crazy beast’ created by a person’s personality fragments and soul fission!
It’s just that, who can integrate the fragments of his personality into it and integrate with it while the garment of original sin is created?
Ye Qingxuan thought of this, and his expression was extremely bitter.
Still need to ask?
There is only one person who can do a little bit.
"You are'Paganini', right?"
He stared at Crowley, saying every word: "You are a personality fragment from'Paganini'... Paganini cut out the craziest and darkest part of his personality, so There is you!"
Crowley looked at Ye Qingxuan with a smile, but his eyes changed.
Amidst the ferocious and drama, a glimmer of admiration and exclamation flashed by, and soon it turned into a chilling killing intent.
"You are Ye Qingxuan, right?"
He stared at the young man behind Wolfflute, and nodded slightly: "As expected, I am a genius whom Naberis admires. The guy with the above-mentioned eyes is right."
"What did he say?" Ye Qingxuan felt cold in the back of his head.
"If a person like you can't become a confidant, then in time, it will definitely become a big trouble!" Crowley narrowed his eyes:
"It's a pity...you won't have such a chance!"
At that moment, the wolf flute's color changed suddenly, stretched out his hand, and suddenly pushed Ye Qingxuan away.
Ye Qingxuan staggered back, only to feel a flash of silver light in front of him, and the light and shadow changed. I don’t know how many sights and phantoms passed in a flash. At the last moment, he only saw a jet of darkness engulfing himself, but in a moment, the armor of the'Sword Dancer' was rusty, as if it had been weathered for thousands of years.
The moonlight only lasted for a moment, and was completely defeated.
He spit out a mouthful of blood, only to feel that all five were burned.
was in a dazzling moment. On the side in front of him, under the scepter of the wolf flute, he instantly jumped into the etheric realm, and used this as a springboard to return to the physical realm.
In an instant, it was hundreds of meters away.
just in place, everything was swallowed by the huge darkness.
It's just that this time, the power was so huge that it was like a scorching sun, and it set off a storm in the sea of ether.
The pitch-black color skyrocketed, almost covering the entire city. It called for the power of the abyss to open the huge wind tunnel again.
is like a circle of darkness.
It shrouds the top of the city, pressing down every inch!
At the highest point of the city, the torch flies.
"Fuck, I don't know what medicine is knocked on this rags, it's so powerful it's a mess."
The hoarse voice of the wolf flute sounded in his ears: "Leave us alone, you run away first! Those guys must have arranged something. This city will sink into the abyss.
You must find that **** little Romulus girl! "
"What about then?" Ye Qingxuan was taken aback.
"Then you know what to do."
Wolfflute's answer was extremely calm, so calm that he felt scared. Then, the sound disappeared, the moonlight lead broke, and the wolf flute cut the homology between the two.
At the last moment, he only faintly felt something terrible change on the other side.
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In the darkness, half of the wolf flute has been corroded, and the silver wolf’s fur is stained with gray, and the pack of wolves angrily fights in the darkness.
"Just send that kid away? You are too confident in his plane."
Crowley looked at him with a strange smile: "Without your protection, he would be swallowed up by this city."
"You think too much, why does that guy need me to protect him." Wolf flute said lightly: "He is the representative of the Royal School, the Angelu School, and even Angelu's hope and future... "
"Really?"
Crowley shook his head nonchalantly, his eyes flashed sharply: "Then let Angelu's hope and the future be buried with you!"
wailing.
Darkness swallowed everything.
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Above the sky thousands of meters above sea level, the wind is howling.
Ye Qingxuan felt that he was being blown away by the terrifying hurricane, like a leaf.
He hates his weak physique like never before. Why not take some time to exercise, even if he doesn’t have his muscles like that group of fitness frenziers, at least don’t be blown away.
It is clear that all elements in the world of Faust have been fixed, but Ye Qingxuan still felt the torrent of ether rushing around him, like a violent torrent in the depths of the ocean.
Here, the material world and the etheric world have been highly overlapped, and the waves in the nine-layer etheric sea have penetrated into reality. At the top of the city, in that huge temple, it was like a 10,000-ton sluice opened, and the ether turned into hurricanes and torrents, sweeping in all directions.
The terrible ether density far beyond the black zone is almost about to condense into a solid body, and just in it, Ye Qingxuan has a feeling of suffocation.
He pulled out the steel nails from the broken armor, riveted himself on the steps, and advanced hard step by step, like a lone climber.
is on both sides of this exaggerated thousand-meter-long step, covered with various exquisite and dark sculptures, suffering saints, lonely walkers, meditating girls, dying old people, tired people Businessman, fearful official, furious emperor...
All the weaknesses in the hearts of all people in the world are gathered here, transformed into lifelike statues, frozen into magnificent works of art. Each one is perfect, touching, and can make people feel the heart of the character in that work.
At the end of the long steps, is the temple that stands at the highest point in the city.
Ye Qingxuan stubbornly resisted the torrent of ether, moving forward with difficulty, approaching step by step, not daring to make a sound.
In the black area, even a slightly higher sound will produce abnormal changes. And in such a terrifying ether density here, I am afraid that a slight cough will cause an incredible chain reaction.
such as the most common, explosion...
He crawled in the fuel made by the alchemist. Just a little spark can make him completely dead.
By the time he climbed the steps in the last episode, his armor had been shattered in the torrent, and his naked clothes quickly decayed like a beggar.
Fortunately, the small source in the body can still be used, and even the effect is normal. The torrent of ether swept through to supplement the emptiness of Xiaoyuan, and also to restore all the energy that Ye Qingxuan had spent.
even made his condition incredibly good.
When I came to the front of the temple gate, the frantic torrent had completely disappeared. It's like the calmest eye in a tornado, calm.
But even through the huge door, he could feel the terrible fetal movement in the temple like a burning star.
In that sacred flame, countless jaw-dropping complex music theories are quickly born, intertwined, and form a magnificent structure that Ye Qingxuan has never seen before.
It was a terrible thing far beyond the chapter of fate, the clothes of original sin, and also beyond his imagination.
If that thing can still be called a movement, then there is no doubt that it will be a terrible force above common sense.
just ~IndoMTL.com~ The larger the movement, the more powerful spirituality it needs to match it. It's like the spirituality of the chapter of fate is enough to replace the soul of ordinary people, the body of the dominant person.
Then, where does the spirituality in the divine flame come from?
He didn't dare to think about it.
just pushed on the door as hard as he could, and amidst the roar, he pushed the huge door open a gap-as if the door to heaven was opened, and the light and power behind the door reflected on him Face.
He held his breath and fell into a sluggishness.
really...
In the huge hall, on the altar, all the fires of Romulus and the holy fire of countless ancestor souls are burning vigorously, absorbing the power of heaven and the abyss, and releasing a magnificent and shocking melody .
While in the flames, Elsa fell asleep.
In the crack in her chest, the sacred fire has condensed into substance, turned into a miraculous crystallization. That crystal came from the flame, and countless memories and souls burned in it—including herself.
Everything is just to cast a true miracle in the sacred flame.
"The Romulus people want to use this to forge a scepter, or even something more terrifying, you can call it..."
There was a hoarse voice for a moment, and found a satisfactory description:
"——The core of natural disasters." (To be continued.)