Silent Crown Chapter 507: Knights and Liars

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Nora's feet were soft, she sat down on the ground, and looked behind her blankly: "Ye, Ye, Ye... Ye Qingxuan?!"

No one cares about Nora's guaranteed life just now, and the sound of drawing swords is endless.

The surviving Templars once again assumed a fighting posture.

"Calm down."

Ye Qingxuan stretched out his hand, mentioned the sluggish Nora, and threw it aside: "I know that my identity is so hell, and I understand everyone's feelings now.

But I think what I have done up to now has proved my goodwill.

If you have no other missions, I hope you can follow me to rescue the Central Temple. Perhaps, there is still time. "

"..."

In the silence, Quinting spoke openly and was stopped by Vasco.

The knight in the gospel armor took off his helmet, revealing his burnt face, bent down, and stared at Ye Qingxuan.

"I know you."

He said: "Two months ago, I served under the commander of the Bann Army. I saw you in Auschwitz. You haven't changed much from before."

"Maybe the changes are a bit big, but you didn't see it."

Ye Qingxuan shrugged slightly: "I know that the request of a suspect is a bit too much for you, but I hope you can make a quick decision. After all, I am in a hurry."

"To be honest, I don't believe you are a so-called executioner."

Vasco shook his head slightly, "Mr. Bann once assured you of your character. I believe in his vision. He is a pure priest, a servant of God, and his own virtues. I believe that his adopted son is not Would be a scum.

However, I still want you to answer a question. This question decides whether we will help you next or... draw our swords to each other. "

He stretched out his hand, drew a stabbing sword used for close combat from the armor of his leg, and held it back in his hand, but his eyes were fixed on the pupils of the boy in front of him.

With a chill.

He said, "Ye Qingxuan, I'll ask you."

"——Did you really participate in the assassination of the Holy See?"

"Nothing."

Ye Qingxuan shook his head.

Vasco stared at his pupils, as if trying to distinguish anything that looked like a lie. For a long time, he slowly nodded: "Very good."

Stabbed the sword into the sheath, he turned around and waved his hand: "Escort this Mr. Ye to the Central Temple. No matter what, we can fulfill the duties of the Templars there."

The team began to march again, but this time, Ye Qingxuan was surrounded in the most core place, followed by Nora as if sleepwalking behind him.

Ye Qingxuan asked Vasco: "Do you believe me? After all, nothing is justified."

"Mr. Bann saved me twice on the battlefield." Vasco looked forward and said calmly, "You also saved us, didn't you?"

"Maybe I have ulterior motives."

"I will stare at you."

Vasco glanced at him: "'Personal protection'."

"Then I will trouble you."

Ye Qingxuan smiled carelessly, and didn't feel relieved to go up.

Soon, he has come to the periphery of the central temple.

Here, it has been completely stained into the abyssal realm, and roaring chaotically, as if waiting for them to step into the trap, countless shadows emerge from the walls and empty streets.

"Iron Wall Formation!"

Vasco drew his sword and issued an order: "The sword dancer stepped forward, the longbowman must be bèi. Everyone check the holy water with them, and be careful of the black musician hiding in the monster!"

Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but say: "Actually, I wanted to ask from the beginning: Where is your military musician?"

Hearing his voice, Vasco's expression became gloomy, and his sword hilt creaked: "Before we were attacked, we were all transferred away."

"More than just transfer?" Kun Ting sneered, "Hey, ‘secret security’, bah! Those idiots sitting in the office don’t even know what dào did by himself..."

"Forget it then."

Ye Qingxuan sighed and threw Nora softly to Vasco: "I'll make up the number, and you will protect this counseling bag."

Make up the number?

Vasco's expression showed a bit of bitterness, and there are probably thousands of such demons.

Such a huge momentum, I am afraid that it will take a lot of time for dozens of black musicians to work together.

Moreover, the other party may not have any secret weapons.

Even, there may be one or two big demons hidden.

Ye Qingxuan is alone, no matter how strong he is, he wants to fight them hard, but he hits the stone with an egg.

He opened his mouth to speak, but saw Ye Qingxuan close his eyes.

Then...

——The realm of dreams!

Everyone saw it, and a round of moonlight slowly rose from the top of Ye Qingxuan's head.

In an instant, all the shoulders of the Templar knights, the etheric observation meter heard a sharp alarm. Vasco was dumbfounded, only to see that the horror level that was originally beyond the measurement range was rapidly declining.

One million, 900,000, 800,000...

It's like jumping off a building.

The alchemy equipment on everyone's body, the quality of which is a little bit weaker, simply burst completely.

The invisible waves spread from Ye Qingxuan's feet, but set off a monstrous wave. All the way, it swept to the surroundings, wherever it passed, the black demon stiffened a bit, and roared madly.

In some places, hidden people were forcibly squeezed out of the shadows. Under such a horrible ‘gap’, the music within the body was turbulent, unable to hold on to it, and blood was sprayed from the mouth.

Something worse, the ether furnace implanted in the body suddenly ruptured, and the terrifying power turned his body into a mass of rotten flesh, but it just gushed out of the body and was swallowed by an invisible monster.

In an instant, the ether reading dropped to the lowest limit-0!

Dragon Sleep Enchantment!

Even in the collision between the abyss and the sacred city, the moonlight is so illusory and fragile in the aftermath of countless impacts.

At this moment, within a few kilometers of the moonlight, all the musicians have lost their own power. Even the masters can only protect themselves and cannot take care of others.

"What is this...?"

Vasco took a breath. Soon, he raised his head and stared at the chaotic monsters ahead, showing a grinning smile.

After losing the abyss music theory and the blessings of the black musician, the monster is just a bigger beast.

Such a golden opportunity is a rare opportunity in a lifetime!

"Forward!"

He raised the Concussion Euphorbia and yelled at everyone: "Follow me! Go to the Central Temple! Tell sù who is here! Who is the enemy!"

So the earth roared.

Amidst the gallop of the Templars, countless broken stones trembled uncomfortably on the ground, and the sound of steel neighing resounded throughout the battlefield.

The blood-stained eagle flag rose again.

At this moment, the proud subway eagle is above the battlefield! ——

In the central temple, in the final enclosed enchantment, the alarm sounded harshly.

There is a loud noise.

Amid the roar, all the priests turned pale, looking at the dim nebula above their heads.

The observing system of the holy city enchantment has completely failed, and red lights representing collapse are everywhere. The barrier that was originally overclocked is now on the verge of collapse.

Under the weight of the abyss, everyone can only guard here.

There is no foreign aid, no order, and even less than one-third of the key musicians are on duty.

The remaining priests tried to maintain the barrier over and over again, and then waited for the failure alarm over and over again, until in the end, all thoughts were lost and no action was taken.

"Trash! It's all trash! Why can't even an enchantment center be repaired now! With so many coordinating rituals in the holy city, can't we share some of the pressure!

I have invested so much budget every year, how can I become such a ghost when I use it? "

Rembrandt looked at their wilting appearance and yelled: "How are you doing it! Don't you all call it the elite! How much money did Albert that **** embezzle?

You **** group are all dereliction of duty! malfeasance! If it weren't for my command, it would be over! Understand? "

Amid his sharp curses, the faces of a group of priests were gloomy and silent.

After Archbishop Albert was abolished, Rembrandt burned three fires on the first day after taking office. Not only did he cancel the buffer equipment of the barrier on the grounds of consuming budget, the barrier did not have any resilience. He also abolished all the original backbone musicians and replaced them with his own confidant.

As a result, when the incident happened, half of his authorized backbone did not show up, and I don't know where dào was hiding.

Without permission or even order, the musicians present can't even issue warnings of changes.

After waiting for half an hour, Rembrandt was too late to arrive, the alcohol was not dry, and he did not even read the star chart beforehand. He directly issued the order to activate the flood discharge module, resulting in more than sixteen key parts. The synergy is damaged.

Before that, the person who spoke out and blocked the scapegoat has been dismissed. If he could survive, he might be banished to the edge of the dark world.

At the end, no one dared to speak anymore.

The rest of the people just watched him give orders to put qì in the outer zone and middle zone, and even put qì in the inner zone.

The enchantment matrix has been twisted into a mess under the pressure of the abyss.

The outflow boundary on the surface is completely destroyed.

The formation of the conversion layer is scrapped.

The creative world that allocates music theory resources has lost control.

Now only the core activity world remains intact, like a polished commander, shining the red light of the alarm alone, over and over again.

Under the red light, the once dazzling nebula has turned into pitch black.

The outermost layer is thoroughly dyed.

In other words, the outermost defense of the holy city has completely fallen.

"His mother..."

The chief engineer sat in the corner, staring at Rembrandt coldly, his eyes gleaming with resentment. His secretary held him down and glared at him: "Calm down, it's useless.

He is still the Archbishop of the Central Temple, do you want to be a rebellious? "

Rembrandt noticed their resentment and sneered in his heart, not caring.

This group of waste still wants to abandon the central temple, shift its focus, and support the movement of the inner enchantment. If it weren't for his obstruction, the people here would have been dead now, and there are still people who can breathe?

Now, all the remaining power of the enchantment has been gathered, abandoning the six peripheral sub-centers, and fully defending the central temple. The lean camel is bigger than a horse, even if dozens of big demons are besieged together, this place can be as solid as golden soup.

Your safety has been guaranteed.

Then the next step is how to calm the aftermath of this matter afterwards.

His thoughts turn around, considering the loss suffered by the holy city and how to put aside his own sins.

If it were not for his own wise leader, I am afraid that a heavy institution like the Central Temple would also fall into the hands of demons. Although he has unshirkable responsibilities, he was able to achieve this level just the second day after taking office. I am afraid that no one can make a mistake. No matter how bad, he will be transferred to another place at the same level.

However, the sin of abandoning the realm of the outer inhabitants is a bit serious.

You must find a suitable person to take responsibility.

Thinking of this, he looked at the chief engineer and his assistant not far away, and a coldness flashed in his eyes: It happened that Albert’s diehard originally occupied a key position and did not want to leave. It's upsetting him.

According to what he said, the **** secretly tried to provoke other people's dissatisfaction with him, and then impeached the cardinal's church. If he didn't see the opportunity quickly, I'm afraid I would be disgraced.

If this is the case, there is no way.

He sighed softly, only to feel that the frustration in his heart had disappeared slightly. He stopped looking at the engineers and closed his eyes to rest, but he couldn't help thinking:

After this event is over, ~IndoMTL.com~ there will be huge gaps in the high-levels of the Holy City.

With Mr. Ludovic’s promise, do I have a chance to go further?

During his thoughts, the harsh siren sounded again, interrupting his thoughts.

He looked up in shock.

"What's the matter?" He glared at the musicians who manipulated the enchantment: "Didn't I tell you? Don't mess around! Do you treat everyone's lives here as a trifle!"

"No, it's not me!"

The musician standing in front of the organ raised his hands and shook his head innocently: "It's outside, outside the central church. Someone connected the line and asked us to open the door and let them in."

"At this time?"

Rembrandt was taken aback for a moment and frowned: "Who is it? Can you figure it out?"

Soon, the operating musician received the return message, a hint of surprise flashed in his expression, and he shouted excitedly: "It is the symbol of the Knights Templar! The Knights Templar are here to save us!"

"Impossible!"

Rembrandt screamed subconsciously, but when everyone looked at him, he was stunned for a moment, and changed his words: "Who knows if they are the real Knights Templar! Now there are monsters everywhere outside. The Knights Templar stationed in the Holy City are only two teams, how could it be possible to come in! They... are liars!"

Speaking of this, his eyes lit up and he became more and more sure: "Yes! It must be! Our task is to guard this place! No suspicious elements are allowed to come in!"

"But..." The operating musician was stunned for a moment: "It is indeed... outside"

"Really?"

Rembrandt sneered: "Are you sure? Can you call the shots? Can you afford this responsibility!" (To be continued.)

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