Silent Crown Chapter 605: The art of ascending to the gods

In the darkness, a sigh of regret came from the throne.

"It's almost the limit."

"Hmm."

"Duomeng has taken care of you since birth, Maxwell."

"Hmm."

In the silence, the sound of the tide came from afar.

"Maxwell, is that the sound of the sea?"

"Hmm."

"It's been more than 30 years, it's really annoying. After being imprisoned for so long, I really want to leave this seat and go for a walk...Will you stay with me?"

"Your Majesty, I will always be by your side."

"Where is better? How about Burgundy? Although people hate it, the red wine is good and the food is good. I heard that it will be warm in autumn. Asgard is beautiful, but it's too cold ."

"All good."

"Yes, everything is fine."

The person on the throne whispered softly, "Obviously, at this time, I still think about how to live a free life. If my father and brother handed over the throne to someone like me, they would be disappointed?"

"No." Maxwell said: "You are the well-deserved master of Anglo, the master I recognize, the emperor no one can reach."

The emperor smiled, just like the girl when I saw him at the beginning of the year.

The laughter was free from the shackles, and the majestic disguise was removed, and it was as light as a bird.

"Maxwell, are you still here?"

"I am here."

She stretched out her hand and fumbled in the dark.

The fingertips touched the man kneeling in front of the throne, stroking his cheek, nostalgic and gentle.

"Maxwell, I'm so sleepy, can I sleep for a while?"

"Hmm."

"After waking up, please hug me."

"Hmm."

She smiled, "Good night, Maxwell."

"Good night."

Someone shed tears in the darkness: "My Majesty."

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The Kingdom in the Shadows.

Avalon, the palace, the throne room.

Ye Qingxuan stared at the empty palace silently, looking around, only to see the dust and the broken corpses that had already weathered.

The former heaven on earth fell into the shadows, and the gorgeous city of that year has now become a ruin parasitized by demons, and even the Throne Hall is in shattered condition.

Like a cage.

Under the guidance of the alchemist, the armored knight raised the sledgehammer and struggling to hit the position in front of the throne. The floor cracked and there was a hollow echo.

It didn't take long for a huge crack to appear in the ground. Under the shining of the wind lamp, the darkness in the crack dissipated slightly, revealing the huge space hidden underneath.

"This is it?" Ye Qingxuan asked.

"It should be correct." Shi Dongye raised the bottle and shook it: "Do you have anything else to add?"

The figure in the bottle screamed and begged, but there was no more useful news.

Soon, the knight lowered the rope, and the two organists hung the lighting wind lanterns around their waists and descended down the ropes into the dark space below. After a while, a signal of safety came.

The alchemists and armored knights slid down one after another. Finally, Ye Qingxuan grabbed the lock and fell along the zipline into the space that had been sealed for hundreds of years.

"Oh, it's really big."

Stone fell down shortly thereafter, and saw the huge underground palace dazzling by a giant searchlight, looking at the countless alchemy matrix on the wall that looked like lush foliage.

"According to the truth, Avalon and his own shadow correspond to each other. Avalon has some, and the kingdom in the shadow must exist. There is such a large space under the throne of the kingdom in the shadow, so Avalon’s Where is the palace?"

"Final Homeland Defense Front."

Ye Qingxuan replied: "Its entity is placed there. There are three giant concordants named after archangels. The entire palace is actually a huge alchemical instrument, like a giant pipe organ. It passes through the earth veins and ether. The flow connects everywhere, and the whole Anglo is under its control.

As long as the king sits on the throne, he can play with Longwei as his ten fingers and the land as an instrument. "

"Where is the source of power?" Shi Dong asked: "Where is the ether furnace for such a huge war weapon? I am afraid that ten bands of bands can't push it to operate, right?"

Ye Qingxuan's expression is complicated, "I didn't know before, but now I probably know some."

Where is the ether furnace?

Where else can I be?

They can make the heart of the nomadic mountain into an ether road, so... why can't Leviathan? Especially when the entire Avalon is Leviathan's original body.

Stone understood what he meant and couldn't help but smile mockingly, "The kings of this country are really crazy, can I say they are in the same line?"

Ye Qingxuan did not speak.

Just silently looking at the huge facilities in the underground palace, as well as the countless alchemy matrix that stretched out, his brows gradually frowned.

"Okay, now the problem is coming."

Stone sighed beside him: "Although I don't understand alchemy, I think that the stuff here is definitely not the thing you said.

Ye Qingxuan did not speak, and for a long time he withdrew his gaze.

"Yes, here is different from the outside. There is no coordination and related equipment..." He said softly, "This is a cauldron."

"Refining into a cauldron? The thing used by alchemists to smelt alloys and potions?"

Ye Qingxuan was silent for a long time, then suddenly ordered:

"Everyone is out."

The witch's hammer and the alchemists who were studying the matrix were stunned for a moment, but after seeing Ye Qingxuan's expression, they didn't speak any more, followed the order, and quickly climbed up the zipline.

Shi Dong stayed here, leaning here with a smile. Ye Qingxuan glanced at him, but didn't drive him away, just lowered his head, followed the context of the alchemy matrix, and quickly analyzed it.

Under the generalization of the interpretation method, the complex surface of the alchemy matrix is ​​structured by Xun.

The outflow layer, the cambium, the creation layer, and the final active layer.

The huge matrix connecting the entire shadow of Avalon to the end, converge into one point.

Ye Qingxuan stood still and looked up.

Across the ceiling, is the smashed wreckage of the throne.

"Sure enough, it is here."

He whispered softly.

Stone seems to be involved in a professionally admiring role, and asks timely: "Do you have any eyebrows?"

"Probably."

Ye Qingxuan whispered: "This style is very familiar, classical deconstruction, orthodox alchemy formulas and induction process, and the earliest traces of music theory. I can probably guess who set it here..."

Who is it?

Who else can it be?

The whole Avalon, the whole Anglo, no, in the whole world, who else would do this? Who likes doing things so much? Who else is so good at doing things?

There is only one answer.

The **** Hermes, after he died, there were so many remaining problems.

Ye Qingxuan pressed a painful temple, and sighed in a low voice:

"It's not shallow, boss..."

The core of the so-called alchemy is the basic formula of the change school-equivalent substitution.

Hermes did so and laid the foundation for alchemy.

It can be achieved by replacing everything with a formula, flowing through the four-layer interface, going through blackening, yellowing, emeralding, whitening, and finally red.

Sublimation of everything into a miracle, turning black iron into gold.

It can be called a shocking creation.

And its true colors, in the final analysis, are nothing more than turning one thing into another.

The Alchemy Matrix engraved by Hermes here is no different.

It's just that the scale is too large, and the idea is too scary. Even the entire seven systems of musicians are integrated in it, and the various musical theories and propositions in the seven systems are intertwined, entangled into one, inextricably linked, if it is not for Ye Qingxuan's ladder in hand, I am afraid it will not be able to clear the tail.

Even Hermes, it is not easy to arrange such a large and complicated alchemy matrix, right?

So, what else in this world is worthy of the ‘Merlin’ that used to be so invigorating and cultivating on such an exaggerated scale?

The answer is obvious enough to come out.

Ye Qingxuan exhaled an irritable breath from his lungs, and squeezed a voice from between his teeth:

"The art of ascending to the gods..."

This is the true face of Arthurden's Art of God.

Using Avalon to extract the entire Anglo Etherian Flow, it almost uses the entire country to unify the huge country into one, truly bringing together the power of an entire country to achieve a miraculous system. After it was completed, even Hermes regretted his recklessness and frivolity, and wanted to bury it completely.

If Ye Qingxuan didn't guess wrong, even the Homeland Defense Front was transformed using it.

"This is the place where Arthur established the heaven on earth, which brought together the human, material and financial resources of the entire country in an attempt to ascend to the gods."

Ye Qingxuan stood at the very core of the alchemy matrix, overlooking the surroundings, countless moonlight thought lines extended from his hands, placing the entire huge system in front of his eyes.

Countless formulas are summed up by interpretation methods, and in the end they become pure numbers, drawing simple conclusions.

"9=2?"

Ye Qingxuan almost laughed at the answer, but couldn't laugh.

"What is that? A weird formula?"

"The expression in alchemy, the format used by the earliest alchemists."

Ye Qingxuan’s eyes drooped: “Alchemists see the whole world as an organic transformation process, and in this link, every existence has its own position. Whether it’s a person or a thing or something else What's...

The higher the position, the more important and precious the proportion in the overall link. Alchemists use formulas to arrive at results, and name everything after the number of results.

This is one of the reasons why the early cults kept killing alchemists and never softened: only God can measure the value of all things.

Whether it is ordinary human beings, demons, musicians, saints, or natural disasters, they are nothing but a pure unit in the process of alchemy.

The value that ordinary people have is too scarce and can only be used as blank material, so the format is ‘o=o’. Further upwards are the musicians, demons, or alchemy equipment and special metals that control the ether...Only things above the 1=1o position have the value of refining.

And 9=2, which is the maximum that can be achieved in the world. 1o=o is already a category that exists only in ideals, which unifies all meaning, power, past, and future existence. Humans usually call it the ‘great source’.

This is the true face of the art of ascending to the gods. Arthur, who has stopped with the scepter, is unwilling to bow to the sect. He wants to be shoulder to shoulder with the three kings, or even higher, above the natural disasters...

He wants to become the unique emperor in the world, only one step away from the great source. "

After listening to this, Shi Dong was silent for a long time, and sighed: "That's really bad."

"There is something worse."

Ye Qingxuan bowed his head expressionlessly, and stepped on the alchemy matrix under his feet with his boots: "The basic principles of alchemy are equivalent substitutions. The position has stipulated the value of everything.

If you want to make gold, you have to pay the same price as gold.

Arthur's heyday was only the peak of the scepter. How could it compare with the existence that was almost above natural disasters? Who will pay the price of the vacancy in the middle? "

Shi Dong was stunned.

He understands Ye Qingxuan's meaning, and with his dark thinking, he can naturally understand Arthur's intentions. With Ye Qingxuan's explanation, with his wrist, it is naturally not difficult to think of the only answer.

It's very simple.

Too simple...

Hermes has already paved the road, just go forward.

If the material is not enough, make up the material.

If the value is not enough, fill in the value.

If your own victory golden chapter is not enough, there is still heaven on earth, if heaven on earth is not enough, and Avalon, if Avalon is not enough, I will offer the whole Angru.

If you want to be a natural disaster, then... find a natural disaster to pay for yourself!

It’s a coincidence that these things are all around, and they are within reach...

"For example, ~IndoMTL.com~ Her Royal Highness the Queen—Leviathan."

This is the true face of the art of ascension.

Kill the natural disasters, usurp the power of the natural disasters, and make yourself a natural disaster. Sacrifice heaven on earth, sacrifice Avalon, sacrifice the whole Anglo, sacrifice what you love, sacrifice everything... to achieve yourself.

From the beginning, he had prepared everything for the day of ascension.

Everything is ready.

"The king and his accomplices took the queen abducted and imprisoned her in a dream..."

Ye Qingxuan whispered the ballad that once echoed in Avalon's midnight, and his eyes gradually became cold.

Stone sighed, "In other words, did Leviathan have been obsessed with Angru for so many years in order to retaliate for what Arthur did back then?"

"Retaliation? Why revenge?"

Ye Qingxuan lowered his head, staring at the alchemy matrix on the ground, and his voice became hoarse: "You don't think they **** Leviathan, put it here, close the cage, and you can do it, right?

This kind of large alchemy matrix that involves an unknown amount of precise details can't do that level—it requires absolute cooperation from the subject.

In other words..."

He looked at the alchemy matrix under his feet, and only felt a deep mockery from reality:

"Leviathan is voluntary..."

When the inference reaches this point, the result is already clear.

For hundreds of years, Leviathan has targeted Angru in this way, not for revenge at all.

She loves Arthur so deeply, even if he takes away power, life, and everything...

Although the art of ascending to the gods was at the last moment, it failed for some reason. But once the alchemy matrix is ​​activated, the first to be destroyed is definitely Leviathan itself, there is no doubt about this.

The real Leviathan is already dead.

Died hundreds of years ago...