Silent Crown Chapter 604: Betrayal

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"Your Majesty, excuse me for being impolite."

In the dizziness, Mary's golden eyes had a dim look, and she looked at the man close at hand, saw his face clearly, and smiled on her pale cheeks.

To Ye Qingxuan, she smiled, spread her arms, waiting for a hug and death.

Ye Qingxuan closed his eyes.

The Dreamland·Scourge Resonance!

But this time, what was unfolded was not the Dragon Sleep Enchantment.

He lifted his left hand and swept his fingers across the illusory moonlight sword. The blade of emptiness seemed to cut his fingers, and the blood of heaven and man flowed out, washing away the non-existent dust on the blade. .

When the fingers pass, the pure white sword of moonlight turns into blue.

The music theory of the Silent Moon is covered on it, intertwined, and pushing the elements of purification to evolve toward the limit, until in the end, only a dim blue glow remained in Ye Qingxuan's hands.

But an unprecedented biting chill radiates from it.

As it appeared, countless ethers lost all responses and were killed by the pale blue light...

The month of silence shines all over here.

Give everything an end with equality.

"Don't be afraid."

Ye Qingxuan stretched out her hand, stopped Mary's slender waist into her arms, and whispered in her ear:

"I am here."

Quietly.

The Moonlight Sword plunged into her heart, penetrated her body, and pierced her back.

At that moment, Mary's eyes widened, and the gold in her pupils was ignited, violently turbulent.

The blue moonlight runs along the blade, running in her blood, and everything is silent wherever she goes. If Long Yan is the nemesis of tangible matter, then the blue moon is the destroyer of music theory far beyond it.

Under the light of the moon, everything is dimmed.

The sword of moonlight pierced through the heart, causing the negative personality in the dragon's blood to scream, and the moonlight completely purified all dragon blood, cruelly and coldly wiped out all traces belonging to the "Ripper" from the inside out.

This is purification.

At the moonlight, the dragon blood cursed and fell apart.

Followingly, there are the **** elements that have penetrated into the skeletal corpse, the theory of abyssal music...In the dead silence, all the parasitic things in it are completely eliminated.

Mary died under the moonlight.

But when the moonlight passed, the brilliance of the winning golden medal followed. Dragon blood replaced the dragon blood, and Longwei replaced Longwei, giving her a whole new life.

Mary is born again! -

In the harsh wailing, the crystal crown formed by the scepter of **** vibrated and fell off her head.

Immediately afterwards, the golden dragon's teeth suddenly closed.

Hey!

The illusory black sun in the sky suddenly shook and fell apart before being swallowed by the golden sea of ​​brilliance.

With the performance of the golden chapter of victory, the golden sea of ​​radiance shrank rapidly, and in the end, it turned into real gold and iron, intertwined with each other, forming a new crown, which fell on Mary's head. on.

On top of the crown, the deep purple gem that represents the'Hell Element' shines brightly!

The Dark Lord screamed.

Like a concubine.

After exhausting all my efforts, I did not hesitate to bet on my scepter, and I was close to success. No, after I had succeeded, I lost everything in this inexplicable place.

Not only was it a failure, but even his own elements were plundered by the golden dragon. The Scepter of Hell that had swallowed the Shadow of Avalon was now swallowed by the Shadow of Avalon.

She got nothing, but Mary became the real king of hell...

"Arthur!!!"

His phantom was lifted out of the golden dragon's mouth at the last moment, and the faint fog gathered from the sky again.

The dark lord roared towards the highest point of the shadow of Avalon, the silent palace: "What are you doing! When are you going to see?! Are you going to betray our covenant!!!"

In a dead silence, no one responded.

The shadowy lord hadn't cared about revenge, and fled hurriedly, avoiding the interception of the nomadic mountain in the sky, and exhausted his last strength to plunge into the palace.

There is still a chance.

There is still a chance to turn defeat into victory.

As long as Arthur is found, as long as Arthur's seal is unlocked, he can regain control of him through the loopholes hidden in the covenant made by the two parties hundreds of years ago...

But when he rushed into the deepest part of the darkness, he fell into a long sluggishness.

There is dead silence.

It was like a silent sneer, a mockery of fate.

In the spooky and sprawling palace, the throne hall that stands at the highest point, overlooking the entire Avalon throne... there is nothing!

Nothing!

The Dark Lord was stunned. Under this ridiculous joke, even the misty body froze.

For a long time, for a long time, there was a hoarse voice in my throat.

It was like giggling, and it was like a wild beast's whine.

"Nothing?"

He snarled frantically, smashing the entire throne into a smash: "Why is there nothing? Arthur! Get out! Where are you!

According to the covenant, I have been invited to give you the place of natural disaster, where are you! you liar! ! con man! ! ! "

In the silence, a sigh sounded.

Under the broken throne, rolled out a simple etheric ball, followed by the sound of the words.

"I persuaded you a long time ago, didn't I?"

The voice said: "Unfortunately, you still messed up everything."

"Lancelot? Is it you?"

The dark lord was unbelievable and roared: "Why betrayal! Why!!"

"Betrayal? I can't talk about it, have you ever planned to abide by the covenant?"

Lancelot responded indifferently: "From the very beginning, you wanted to control everything. You didn't hesitate to carry me on your back and started the plan on your own. Until now, you have not forgotten to stand up and even put your Majesty in danger. Among..."

"Lancelot! What do you want to do!!!"

"You failed and you were abandoned. Isn't this clear at a glance?" Lancelot said flatly, "Although the days of working with you are not very pleasant, but out of courtesy, I wish you from now on. Days are all going well."

Boom!

The etheric sphere burst in the hands of the dark lord.

He trampled on the debris angrily and roared.

At the door, a sigh of relief sounded.

"I was scared to death, I thought I would be late..."

Stone stepped into the throne hall, stared at the dark lord, and smiled happily, "Although I don't know what happened, you should have no way out now, right?"

In the dark Lord's numb eyes, dozens of purification musicians walked into the gate and surrounded him.

"Unexpectedly, the referee has just reopened, and it will welcome heavy guests..."

He rubbed his hands expectantly, staring at the heresy in front of him, his eyes enthusiastic and thirsty: "Sure enough, the old saying is right. It's better to die than to live. As long as you live long enough, what weird things can't be touched? "

The mist around the dark lord was turbulent violently, irritated by Shi Dong's wanton eyes, his eyes were red.

But soon, his eyes became flustered.

Because Shi Dong slowly took out a small bottle from his arms.

The fist-sized bottle seems to have been stored close to the body for a long time. It is taken out from time to time and wiped diligently without staining any dust. It is well maintained.

With a pop, the cork was pulled off.

The clear voice made the mist that formed the dark lord's body turbulent, as if trembling.

"Please, Your Majesty."

Stone’s steel vocal cords rubbed, and he quacked:

"Our good days are still growing..."——

As the scepter of **** shattered, the ocean of light gradually dissipated. In the end, the shadow of Avalon returned to silence, becoming more and more dilapidated, without its previous glory.

The golden dragon also gradually dimmed and blurred. In the end, something seemed to stick out a small paw from the light, put it on his shoulder, and patted it as a sign of appreciation.

Good job, keep going!

Immediately afterwards, the golden dragon power dissipated without a trace.

Ye Qingxuan stretched out his hand to catch the weak Mary.

Mary woke up from her trance and smiled reluctantly when she saw the face close at hand.

"Let’s rest first, Your Majesty, it's over."

Ye Qingxuan said softly.

"I saw... the memory of that thing..." Mary whispered: "Be careful, the resurrected...not Leviathan...not it..."

She wanted to say more, but the final will was exhausted, her eyes closed weakly, and she fell into a long sleep.

Ye Qingxuan was taken aback and frowned.

He didn't understand what Mary meant.

But obviously, she must have seen something when the dark lord was parasitic on Mary, something that she must remind herself even if she exhausted all her strength.

It was not Leviathan who was resurrected? Who is that again?

Too many questions have not been answered, which makes him dare not relax after defeating the dark lord, and there is still an ominous feeling in his heart.

It didn't take long before Stone returned.

Ye Qingxuan looked up.

"Resolved?"

"Hmm."

Shi Dong nodded and raised the palm-sized bottle in his hand.

In the bottle, it seemed to be filled with the flames of purgatory, and it was red. In the deepest part of the flame, in the cage of music theory, a figure formed by the mist convulsed in pain, and even had no strength to scream again. .

"Although he had abandoned his hands and feet, he did not run away anyhow."

"Finally, one less trouble."

Ye Qingxuan breathed a sigh of relief, looked up, but saw Shi Dong's complex expression.

"What's wrong?"

Stone sighed that the alchemist found something in the palace. If I guess right, our troubles have just begun..."

Speaking, he raised his hand and shook the bottle in his hand. The flames swayed, causing the weakly convulsing figure to struggle again.

"Wake up, sir, the story conference has begun."

Shi Dong raised his hand, put his old face on the bottle, and gently urged: "Come up and share your shameful little secret with everyone."

"You are dreaming!!" The dark lord screamed: "You are..."

Before the words were finished, Shi Dong shook the bottle impatiently. As he shook, the torture caused by the purifying fire became more and more painful, making it difficult for him to suppress his screams.

It didn't take long before the voice of begging for mercy rang from inside.

The Inquisition has always tortured people, not to mention that it has long prepared a full set of services for such big people as the Dark Secretary. Not only the torture of will, but also the erosion and destruction of music theory.

This is a cage specially built for things like him. For a long time, Shi Dong has been keeping it close to himself, never left him, and has never been damaged in the slightest.

As long as it stays in that bottle, it can never turn over, it can only be used as a plaything.

Unfortunately, when he wanted to speak, Ye Qingxuan no longer needed his answer.

At that moment, a great earthquake shook suddenly.

The sky of the Shadow of Avalon suddenly split a gap, and a dim streamer flew in, flying in the sky of the shadow city like a headless fly.

In the end, I finally sensed the existence of Ye Qingxuan, and under the echo of music theory, he fell from the air and threw towards him.

Ye Qingxuan raised his hand and squeezed the thing that fell into his hand.

That is an ancient scroll.

I don't know how much time has gone through, the color has become yellowish, and there are scratches on the leather. Starting with a heavy hand, Ye Qingxuan's hand shook, almost unsteady.

In the long silence, Ye Qingxuan's face turned green, and the palm of his hand holding the scroll was trembling slightly.

"What's wrong?"

For the first time, Shi Dong saw Ye Qingxuan so gloomy.

Ye Qingxuan did not speak, but turned his wrists upside down to show him the characters inscribed at the head of the scroll, the name of the scroll...

"Genesis"! ——

Five minutes ago, on the edge of Uptown.

Under the huge enchantment, the old musician knelt to the ground weakly.

He lowered his head with difficulty~IndoMTL.com~ Looking at the sword blade emerging from his chest, blood flowed from the wound, staining his robe red.

"Lancelot...why?"

"Sorry, Lord Haydn."

Lancelot drew his sword blankly: "Thank you for everything you have done for this country."

Haydn fell to the ground.

The sticky blood flowed slowly from his body, taking away his last life. Haydn stretched out his hand hard, stained with blood, trying to make the last note, but the back of his hand was stepped on by the iron boots.

Lancelot looked down at him, casting the shadow of death.

"Angel will remember your contribution, but you are no longer needed."

The blade is raised, and the blade falls.

Haydn's head rolled to the ground, losing all his breath.

The turbid pupils were so wide that they couldn't stare at him to death.

Lancelot put away the blade indifferently, kicked the hindering head aside, then lifted the heavy iron box on the ground, turned his head, and looked at the child curled up in the corner.

"Let's go, Your Highness."

He said lightly:

"It's time to end it all."-

At that moment, Genesis quietly collapsed.

The world is roaring.

In the distance, there was a loud, boiling noise coming from the ocean.

As if Qihai cheered, countless demons neighed.

Avalon was violently shaken, setting off a terrifying tide, sweeping in all directions.

Just under the layers of the earth's crust, the rushing river of blood lost its last **** and spread quickly to the earth. Wherever it passed, all the earth and rocks were rapidly activated, and flesh and blood pulsed.

The last line of defense in this country, the remaining **** of Leviathan...

The third seal, breakthrough! .

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