Silent Crown Chapter 680: Please be sure to forgive it

Immediately after that, in the next instant, dozens of streamers flew out from the gap, along the gap opened by the ladder, and quickly flew out of the Guixu.

The musicians who were locked up in Guixu are still alive.

It can be seen clearly during the observation that there are no scars on their bodies, at most they have pale faces after being overwhelmed...and the badge of the Order that is so conspicuous on the chest.

Suddenly there were so many people who converted to the Order, but the fleet of the Order in the distance was not at all happy, because the emblem of the Order was marked by flames and holy emblems.

Inquisition.

Even at this juncture, was picked up by the Inquisition? !

The archbishop who was observing the scene froze for a long time, biting his teeth and swallowing the old blood. Even in such a desperate situation, he was able to break out a way out and then drag others onto his thief boat.

"Sure enough, the chief judge shouldn't be underestimated..." He whispered coldly, withdrawing his gaze, and looking at the priest in red behind him: "Your Excellency Chopin, shall we let the situation worsen?"

"The situation has not improved since the beginning. It's really sad, no help, no help, no help at all."

The man called Chopin shrank in a dark corner and whispered: "Schubert's loss of control is an obvious warning, but the Holy City has never had the courage to make up his mind.

If you let me go earlier, there won't be such a thing, right? I am more suitable than Schubert, why not let me go? "

Talking indifferently about the fact that he should be sent to death on behalf of Schubert, Chopin's dark tone unexpectedly carried a hint of expectation:

"Just do it early, so there will be no troublesome things like that later."

The bishop's expression is complicated, and he whispered embarrassingly: "Your Excellency Chopin, you are the only one who can inherit the position of saint among musicians in the world. Please leave it to the useful one..."

"It's starting again, don't be fussy."

Chopin waved his hand. About half of the palm that protruded from the shadow looked perfect, delicate and delicate. It was a perfect musician's hand.

But the other half looked scarred, with layers of scars on his wrists, and even the wounds had just been scabbed, and there was a large burn mark on the back of the hand.

Now, that hand is pointing towards Guixu, pointing to the source of the ladder.

"Look there."

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"Prepare God's way and straighten His way."

Ye Qingxuan heard a soft voice coming from behind: "Suppress the outside world with my own music theory, without fear of black areas and chaos, and pass freely-it took me thirty years to reach this level.

And you, it only took a few months of the world..."

Ye Qingxuan suddenly turned around and saw the figure condensing in the dark.

The figure is close at hand, but can't feel any real feeling, like an illusion reflected by a mirage. The male-like female face stared at Ye Qingxuan, his eyes full of envy.

"This is probably the talent I can't match."

"Paganini?"

Ye Qingxuan frowned, "You didn't even pounce on the Guixu, still have time to come to me?"

"After all, the cage is broken, so I always pay attention to it. I didn't expect you to have such a terrible improvement under pressure."

Paganini sighed softly: "I am proud of being a talented person, but after a hundred years, I was easily overtaken by your father. I thought there was only one monster like him, but now I am chased by you again. Come up.

Perhaps I should have killed you in Auschwitz at all costs. Among so many musicians, apart from the King of Blue, only you make me feel a threat. "

When Paganini is compared with the King of Blue, Ye Qingxuan can't feel the slightest joy.

This can only show that Paganini is completely murderous.

I didn't do it in Auschwitz, it's not too late to get it done here.

He subconsciously blocked the old nun who had not had time to leave behind him. He didn't dare to find the time to escape and dealt with the pressure that Paganini put on him with all his attention.

"Until now, have you not forgotten to worry about the cult?"

Paganini glanced at the old nun with a smile: "It's a pity that the order doesn't appreciate it."

"I don't care what the Order thinks."

Ye Qingxuan responded coldly: "But I can't just watch this kind of worthless sacrifice be born in front of myself."

"You and the sect are not the same, Ye Qingxuan, I knew it from the first time I saw you. Your father is not, neither are you. You don’t like him, but he dismissed his contempt for authority. The right paranoia is passed on to you, you do better than him, he just wants to hide, but you will prepare early."

"So what?"

Ye Qingxuan asked indifferently.

"Come to my side, Ye Qingxuan, this is the last time I invite you."

Paganini stretched out his hand with a sincere expression: "The one with hundred eyes is dead, I will command the abyss and become a new god.

I will start from here~IndoMTL.com~ Transform the abyss, change the black musicians, and change the world.

This world will usher in a new beginning. You will have the opportunity to create its rules with one hand, and then everything will be as you wish. As long as you stand with me, we can control the whole world. "

"No."

Without any hesitation, without any thought or hesitation, Ye Qingxuan shook his head, refused, and swiftly, so that even Paganini who had been prepared was stunned.

"Why?"

"Nothing."

Ye Qingxuan didn't want to pay attention to him, and clenched the rod of fate:

"Just treat me as if my brain is sick."

Paganini looked at him as he was about to go to war, and sighed softly for a long time.

"Are you always obsessed with those trivial things, Ye Qingxuan... It's ridiculous."

He raised his eyes and looked down at Ye Qingxuan, his eyes became indifferent: "Even if you have become a master, even if you can become a scepter, what qualifications do you think you have to be an enemy of me? Which garment of original sin do you have?"

"So you still remember this."

Ye Qingxuan couldn't help laughing: "Don't be so stingy, isn't it just a piece of clothing? I thought you didn't take it to heart, you forgot it a long time ago.

To tell you the truth, your clothes are good to wear, and you are loyal to you in the end. Please forgive it. "

"Let me tell, Ye Qingxuan, why the theory of change music is so powerful..."

Paganini's face was sinking like water, but he slightly raised his palm, and between his five fingers, a faint mist lingered, but it changed. The dust and ether fall into it, as if dissolved and disappeared.

In that very short moment, I was assimilated by the changing music theory and turned into a part of it. Cold and feminine, plundering all things silently, accomplishing oneself.

"——Because its user is ‘me’."